Facing Yan Xishan's complaints, Gao Hongming also felt a little guilty.
Objectively speaking, the reason why Gao Hongming and the Liantai Militia have developed so smoothly over the past two years is inseparable from the overt and covert care that Yan Xishan and the generals of the Jinsui Army gave him.
In the eyes of Yan Xishan and the generals of the Jin-Sui Army, Gao Hongming was a native boy from his hometown, and they were naturally happy to see the children from their hometown prosper.
Maybe some people will say, when the old man of the Gao family was beaten to death by the Japanese, why didn't he see you come out to seek justice? Now that he sees Gao Hongming getting rich, he just came over. Isn't this too powerful?
Please...God will help those who help themselves.
If you don't live up to expectations, who will help you for no reason?
Only when you show your own value will you win the favor of others.
After Gao Hongming's rise, the pressure from Chongqing, the Military Command, the Central Command and even the Ministry of Military Affairs never stopped, especially the largest and most elite air force in China that he held in his hands. Even Chiang Kai-shek's eyes turned red with envy.
Several times, he put pressure on the World War II zone overtly and covertly, trying to find ways to gain some benefits, but he was blocked by Yan Xishan.
This is the benefit of the rural party in this era. People will habitually hold together to keep warm to resist external threats.
Thinking of this, Gao Hongming couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. Although this Yan Laoxi often wavered in his stance on the war of resistance, he was still very interesting to him.
He glanced at the generals standing behind Yan Xishan and said with a smile: "Sir Yan, I haven't asked you why you came here this time? Could it be that you see that we are fighting the Japanese too hard here and want to
Can’t you send us reinforcements?”
"You're such a kid from the Gao family, you're still thinking about my little family fortune, old man."
Yan Xishan couldn't help but feel dumbfounded, and pretended to be angry: "Your Liantai militia is now well-equipped with strong soldiers and horses, and there is no shortage of aircraft and heavy artillery. Do you still need the help of an old man?"
"Who said it's unnecessary?"
Gao Hongming spoke eloquently.
"Who would think that he has too many soldiers during a war? That's good. Now that we are short of troops, you can lend me four or five divisions for a period of time. I will give them to you after we defeat the little Japs.
Don’t worry, I won’t borrow it in vain, the price is negotiable!”
Hearing such shameless words from Gao Hongming.
Yan Xishan was so angry that he flew into a rage on the spot, "What a fart, I still want to lend you four or five divisions. What am I going to do now, old man, if I lend all my little wealth to you? Why don't you become the commander-in-chief of this World War II zone?"
"Shibo... don't be so stingy." Although Yan Xishan was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, Gao Hongming was not embarrassed at all. He walked up to him with a smile and held out two fingers:
"In this way...as long as you agree to lend me troops, I will give you an additional share of two hundred boxes of penicillin and five hundred boxes of amethine this year. What do you think?"
"You have a beautiful idea, you kid." Yan Xishan snorted, and he wanted to send me off as a beggar because of his share of two hundred boxes.
He stretched out his hand and said slowly: "Five hundred boxes of penicillin and one thousand boxes of amines, old man, I will lend you one."
The group of people in the regiment headquarters were all stunned. No one expected that the commander of a war zone would be bargaining with a local militia leader like a businessman. This really shattered their outlook.
In fact, Yan Xishan is a businessman at heart. In his eyes, there is nothing in this world that cannot be negotiated, including the army, which he regards as his lifeblood.
Everyone just watched as the old man and the young man began to bargain in public. Finally, Gao Hongming borrowed two divisions from Yan Xishan for the price of 800 boxes of penicillin, 1,600 boxes of amines and a batch of medical supplies.
Moreover, Yan Xishan also made an agreement with him that if the casualties of these two divisions exceed 30% when participating in the war, then they have the right to withdraw from the battlefield without listening to the orders of the Provisional Joint Command.
This scene also dumbfounded everyone, and everyone exclaimed that this was clearly a business deal.
The last major general finally couldn't stand it any longer. He coughed slightly and then took two steps forward and whispered: "Sir Yan, let's talk about business first."
"Oh ah……"
Yan Xishan slapped his head, "Look... look... I'm just talking, I haven't introduced you yet."
"Come on, come on..."
Yan Xishan pointed to the major general in his early forties behind him and said: "Let me introduce to you. This is Major General Huang Baitao, the chief of staff of the Third Theater Command who came here specially from Zhejiang. Please get to know him."
"Chief of Staff of the Third War Zone?"
Everyone's eyes were fixed, this official position is not low.
As the saying goes, if the staff officer does not have a long character, he will not fart, but as long as he has a long character, it will be different. The lowest is the third-in-command of the army.
For this person to become the chief of staff of a war zone at such a young age, he either has an amazing background or has amazing abilities. There is no other possibility.
Before Gao Hongming could step forward, Huang Baitao took the lead and took two steps forward, held his hand and said enthusiastically: "Captain Gao, I have admired your name for a long time, but I can't see you until today. It's a pity!"
Huang Baitao's operation made Gao Hongming a little confused. What is this situation?
If others don’t know, doesn’t he still understand?
The guy in front of me is a tough guy. The reason why he is not famous now is because he is neither from Zhejiang nor a graduate of Huangpu, so he is naturally not favored by Chairman Chiang Kai-shek.
But gold always shines.
In another time and space, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, this guy would soar into the sky like a rocket class.
Gao Hongming swallowed and then smiled bitterly and said: "Chief of Staff Huang, you are making me a little panicked.
So please tell me what you have to say, we are all soldiers and we don’t play nonsense."
Huang Baitao's old face blushed slightly, "Well, since Captain Gao is quick to speak, I will speak directly.
This time I have been ordered by Commander-in-Chief Gu of our Third War Zone to ask for your help."
"You asked me for help, are you right?"
Gao Hongming was stunned for a moment.
Since the Anti-Japanese War, Chairman Chiang has divided the entire combat area into ten war zones (in 1938, the sixth and seventh war zones were abolished, so there are actually only eight war zones.)
Among them, the first and ninth theaters are the strongest, while the third theater is the weaker one.
However, no matter how weak the strength of the third war zone is, there are still more than 100,000 troops. Why is it not his turn to ask for help from a local militia, right?
Seeing Gao Hongming's expression, Huang Baitao also understood that he was a little abrupt. He glanced at Commander Liu and his party present, pondered for a while and then said: "Captain Gao, you should know about the Americans' bombing of Tokyo some time ago, right?