"Brother, how was your cooperation with General Yang when you returned to Xi'an this time?" Lu Ming asked after taking a sip of wine.
"Well, so-so, it's not bad. There is no conflict between the two of us, but the situation is complicated now, and everyone has an account in their mind." The young marshal sighed.
"That's right. No matter what, you are still the appointed brother and the deputy commander-in-chief of the sea, land and air force. There is always something wrong when you go to the northwest." Lu Ming said tentatively.
"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. This is an ancient saying. What's more, there will inevitably be some friction between the two armies. In addition, brother Hucheng may be afraid that I will linger in Xi'an and eventually eat up his territory and his troops. I and
He said that my home is in the Northeast and I must go back. I came to Xi'an only because of the central government's order."
The young marshal is very sincere, and what he tells is the truth. If there is a possibility of returning to the Northeast, he does not want to go anywhere.
"Since the Northwest Army is stationed in Xi'an, why does the Commission insist that the Northeast Army intervene to fight the Red Army? No wonder General Yang has ideas. I think the Commission is playing politics," said Lu Ming.
"Of course the old man wants Brother Hucheng to cooperate with me and let my people play forward. As you said, he is killing two birds with one stone. When he proposed this plan, I understood that his method is not very clever." The young marshal disdained.
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The two drank in silence for a while, then the young marshal looked around and said in a low voice: "The Soviet Union promised me that as long as I go back to fight the Japanese, they can provide assistance in terms of arms. Do you think they can be trusted?"
I'm still a little worried."
"It should be believable. Over the years, the Soviet Union has provided us with a lot of military aid. They have developed industry and have this capability. What's more, by attacking the Japanese, we are also helping them, each getting what they need." Lu Ming said.
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"Well, what you said makes sense. It's not that the Soviets are so good to us. They are willing to provide help. It is mainly in line with their strategic purposes." The young marshal also realized this.
"Brother, I still have a question. It should be okay for the Soviet Union to provide some guns and ammunition, but where can we replace the lost soldiers?" Lu Ming is a layman on these issues.
"North China is such a big place. As long as I go back, there are too many young people who are willing to fight the Japanese with me. Replenishing soldiers will not be a problem." The young marshal was full of confidence in this point.
North China originally had many families who had fled from the Northeast. In addition, North China was being invaded by the Japanese, and local youths were also full of hatred for the Japanese.
When the young marshal raises his arms and shouts, there will inevitably be a crowd of responders. This scene must be spectacular. Why worry that the anti-Japanese national united front cannot be quickly established?
Lu Ming grinned when he thought of this. It was rare for him to be in such a happy mood recently.
"Brother, are you thinking too much? Will the committee let you go back to North China? I doubt it. Isn't he afraid that there will be another King of North China in North China?"
Lu Ming was still a little worried and immediately reminded the young commander.
"I know he won't agree so readily, but I must go back to North China, and I must go back to Northeast China. My family property is still in the hands of the Japanese, and I have to go back and take it back."
The young marshal patted Lu Ming on the shoulder and smiled.
That night, the young marshal asked Lu Ming to make an appointment with Andre, and the two had another emergency consultation at Lu Ming's secret intelligence office.
The young marshal wanted Lu Ming to continue to evade because the conditions were not yet mature, but Lu Ming had no choice but to obey.
So Lu Ming didn't know what the two people talked about specifically. He guessed that the young marshal wanted to convey some information to the CCP through the Soviet Union.
After seeing Andre off, the young marshal came to Lu Ming's office. Many people who worked overtime saw the young marshal for the first time. They were so excited that they had to take photos with the young marshal. The young marshal had to take photos with these people one by one.
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After sending these people away, the young marshal smiled and said: "Haha, now the old man is even more suspicious that we brothers are conspiring behind his back."
Lu Ming smiled and said: "He can think whatever he wants. Anyway, he didn't do it very honestly. The problem lies with him. We didn't do anything shameful and we have a clear conscience."
"Hmph, the rabbit will bite when it gets anxious. He'd better not push me to the edge." The young marshal sneered.
Early the next morning, the young marshal drove to Nanjing with Lu Ming under the protection of a group of followers and guards.
The young marshal and his troops first went straight to the Military and Administrative Department. Everyone who saw him saluted and called him "sir". At least on the surface, no one dared to disrespect the young marshal.
Arriving at the office of Minister of Military and Political Affairs He Yingqin, He Yingqin did not expect the young marshal to suddenly attack him. He hurriedly stood up to greet him and asked someone to prepare tea, but he looked a little flustered.
He Yingqin could probably guess that the Northeast Army suffered a defeat in the northwest, and the young marshal suddenly visited the Military and Administrative Department, and he must have come to ask for supplies from him.
"Minister He, you don't need to serve tea, just load the gun for my master." The young marshal said straight to the point.
"Deputy Commander-in-Chief, let alone the shortage of young men, I am also very nervous about the firearms. I really can't get them out." He Yingqin complained bitterly.
"I don't want to hear what you are saying. I lost a regiment, so you can replenish me with a regiment of soldiers and a regiment of firearms," the young marshal said.
"I really can't do this job, Deputy Commander-in-Chief, let's not say whether there is one. Even if there is, I can't assign it to you without an order from the commission." He Yingqin rubbed his hands.
"You mean, you have to ask me to go to the chairman of the committee to get it?" the young marshal asked.
"Indeed, I have to give orders. Deputy Commander-in-Chief, you also know that I have offended many people by doing this job. Everyone thinks that I have the power, but in fact I am just a person who obeys orders." He Yingqin said with a frown.
"Okay then, I'll go see the Chairman right away, but I still have to come find you." The young marshal turned around and walked out.
"Deputy Commander-in-Chief, walk slowly, slowly. As long as there is an order from the Chairman, I will definitely obey it."
He Yingqin followed the young marshal hypocritically, making a respectful gesture, but the young marshal left without looking back, leaving behind an embarrassed He Yingqin.
"This man is too insidious, but what he said may be true." Lu Ming said as he followed the young marshal.
"He is an old slippery man and a hypocrite." The young marshal cursed angrily after he went out.
"Why do all the committee members re-appoint people like this? I'm also confused." Lu Ming said with a bitter smile.
"Brother, you don't know, there is He Yingqin and Chen Cheng. They are both very powerful people. Even if they are the old man, they sometimes don't listen. Do you think they are really the kind of people who are submissive? Chen Cheng is at least a real person.
You villain, He Yingqin is a hypocrite." The young marshal said angrily.
The two came to the presidential palace and asked to see the chairman. After a while, Mr. Wenbai came out and was a little surprised to see the two people. He was not surprised that the young marshal had arrived, but he was surprised how Lu Ming could be with the young marshal.
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"Han Qing, you are here by chance. The chairman of the committee is not here right now. Why don't you go to my office first?" Mr. Wen Bai said with a smile.
"When will the Chairman come back?" the young marshal asked kindly, his attitude completely different from when he met He Yingqin.
"I can't say for sure. The committee member left in a hurry after lunch, but he didn't leave Nanjing. It's already past three o'clock now. I guess he will definitely be back before dinner." Mr. Wenbai said.
"Then we won't disturb Brother Wenbai. Let's find a place to wait. Please let me know when the chairman comes back," the young marshal said.
"That's fine." Mr. Wenbai smiled.
As he was talking, suddenly the roar of cars came from far away. Everyone looked around and saw a motorcade driving towards here.
"What a coincidence, the envoy is back." Mr. Wenbai said with a smile.
After a while, the motorcade arrived in front of the Presidential Palace and drove directly in. The young marshal and Lu Ming also hurriedly followed.
Mr. Jiang got down from a car and when he saw the young marshal, he darkened his face and said, "Han Qing, if you are not commanding the battle at the front, why did you come to Nanjing?"
"Chairman, I have something urgent to report to you," the young marshal said.
"Okay, come with me." Mr. Jiang said, walking to his office.
The young marshal followed Mr. Jiang and naturally the followers had to stand in the yard and wait.
Mr. Wenbai pulled Lu Ming into his office and said sternly: "Boy, why are you joining in the fun? You can't join in some fun, you will lose your head, do you understand?"
"General Zhang, it's not that serious. I just accompanied Han Qing here to ask for a gun. It's just a small matter." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Han Qing wants to ask the Chairman for a gun?" Mr. Wenbai thought.
Lu Ming told the story about the young marshal coming to the Military and Political Department to replenish soldiers and firearms.
"This is his excuse. It's just a regiment of soldiers and firearms. Could it be that he can't replenish them in Xi'an, so he has to come to Nanjing to ask for people and guns?" Mr. Wenbai said sternly.
"Well, I don't understand this either. I saw that Han Qing was extremely anxious, so I agreed to accompany him and come together to see the commissioner." Lu Ming said hesitantly.
"Xiaolu, you are still too young. A few words can make you work hard for your life. I tell you, stay away from these things as early as possible. Otherwise, you may be in trouble one day.
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Lu Ming was also startled. He didn't expect that the young marshal came to Nanjing to ask people for guns as an excuse.
So, what is the real purpose of the young marshal? Does he want to take this opportunity to have a showdown with Mr. Jiang?
If this is the case, things are a bit complicated.
Mr. Wenbai has always been elegant, and he is even more friendly when he talks to me. I have never seen him look so angry before.
"Xiaolu, two commanders are fighting. We little people can't get involved. When gods fight, mortals suffer. Don't you understand this?" Mr. Wenbai explained.
Lu Ming smiled. Mr. Wenbai compared himself to a little person, so there were really not many big shots in the Republic of China.
In addition, the young marshal compared himself to a rabbit, which is also very appropriate. He may have prepared himself for this trip, becoming a rabbit with red eyes. He came to Nanjing to bite people.
Lu Ming vaguely felt that a big drama was slowly opening, and he had already stepped into the story, no matter how much.
Let the donkey or the horse go out for a stroll. If we wait any longer, we will not be able to wait for peace. A war is inevitably getting closer.