Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eighth Ningxia Lao Tzu is set
"Abba, you hit me?" Ma Dunjing asked in disbelief, covering her face.
"It's still clear that I beat you. Go back to your house right away. Don't come out without my order." Ma Hongkui shouted with a livid face.
"Huh?" Ma Dunjing covered her face and ran back to the house.
Zhangjiakou 37th Group Army Headquarters
Major General Ma Jun, the Logistics Minister, who is rarely seen on weekdays, is standing in front of Su Tong's desk at the moment.
Su Tong's voice was very low: "Have you found out who did it?"
Ma Jun said calmly: "According to the report of our intelligence personnel stationed in Yinchuan, Ma Hongkui's second son, Ma Dun, drove more than a hundred cars back to Yinchuan yesterday afternoon. Although the intelligence personnel were unable to board the vehicles for reconnaissance, the intelligence personnel reported that these vehicles
Most of them have brand new bullet marks and fresh blood stains. Therefore, we judge that these vehicles are likely to be the vehicles of the caravan that was hijacked by us."
"Ma Jun, you order the intelligence personnel to continue to observe, and also order them to try to take photos of these vehicles. If I want to fight, I will beat him." Su Tong's eyes revealed murderous intent at this time.
"yes,"
The next day, Chahar Daily, Shenbao, Yangzhou Daily, Ta Kung Pao and other major national media published a news from the Chahar Government. Ma Dunjing, the second son of Ningchuan Provincial Government Chairman Ma Hongkui, led his men to kill
The caravan from Chahar robbed the caravan of supplies, and all the caravan escorts, more than 500 people, were killed. The lost vehicles of the caravan are now parked in the barracks in Yinchuan. From the photos, you can still see the blood stains on those vehicles.
and numerous bullet marks.
This news shocked all walks of life across the country. People denounced Ma Hongkui for committing the crime. As the chairman of a province, he actually resorted to such gangsterism. It was really a shame for the national government. Especially various business people, they collectively issued a statement to make it clear.
If the murderer is not severely punished, they will never do even a single business with Ningxia from now on. Ma Hongkui and his son have now become rats crossing the street, and everyone is shouting for beatings.
On the third day, the Chahar Government issued another announcement, stating that if Ma Hongkui did not hand over the murderer of the caravan, Ma Dunjing, and punish him severely according to law, then the Chahar Government would not mind seeking justice in his own way.
Ningxia Yinchuan Mafu
At this time, the Ma Mansion was filled with gloom and gloom. Ma Hongkui, his cousins Ma Hongbin, Ma Dunjing and others were sitting across from each other.
Ma Hongkui felt sad in his heart. He didn't expect that after working hard for most of his life, he would be destroyed at the hands of his favorite son.
Ma Hongbin couldn't bear to look at his elder brother's sad face and said: "Brother, how about we ask Bu Fang and Bu Qing for help? For the sake of brothers from the same clan, I believe they will lend a helping hand."
After hearing this, Ma Hongkui laughed miserably, "What, ask Ma Bufang and Ma Buqing for help? They all wish I would die early."
Ma Dunjing couldn't stand this dull atmosphere anymore, and stood up loudly and shouted: "At worst, we have to fight with them. I don't believe that with the strength of our 50,000-horse team, we can't fight against that Su Tong."
Seeing Ma Dunjing's gaffe, Ma Hongkui surprisingly didn't lose his temper this time. He just sighed and said slowly: "Xiao Er, sit down. Dad hasn't chatted with you like this for a long time since you became sensible. Today.
Let's have a good chat, Dad has something on his mind that he wants to tell you."
At this time, Ma Hongkui no longer looked like a murderous warlord leader, but more like a loving old father.
"Xiaoer, you have been smart since you were a child. This is what my father is most satisfied with. But it is this little cleverness that has harmed you. My father knows that you have always been unconvinced by that Su Tong, thinking that he is not good at all.
Really? Do you think that since we are separated from Chahar by Suiyuan, he can't do anything to us? Do you think that now that Chahar has Soviet Union in the north and the Japanese to contain him, he won't be able to attack us?
Do you think that even if Su Tong sends troops to attack us, we can still deal with him?" Seeing Ma Hongkui asking four questions in a row, Ma Dunjing lowered her head in shame.
"You are wrong, Xiao Er. Chahar's strength is beyond your imagination. Now Chahar still has 300,000 troops in Siberia, surrounding Lao Maozi's more than 200,000 troops. Yes, these are all his
Elite troops. But in Chahar, he still has an army of 400,000 to defend small Japan. Even if these troops are not his elite, if he just randomly pulls out a few divisions, they are not something we can compete with. Yes, we
There are tens of thousands of cavalry troops, but I want to ask you, if he sends a tank division, can you use these cavalry to resist those steel monsters?"
Ma Hongbin sighed next to him and said: "Boy, I know you look down on this grassroots Su Tong, thinking that he only got to this point by luck, but think about it, war can be done by luck.
Didn't you see that even he and the 300,000 old men from the Russian Far East Military Region rushed to Mongolia to build roads? Can you do it if it were you? If Su Tong really sends troops here, the Ma family will be destroyed.
What a disaster"
Ma Dunjing suddenly fell to her knees on the ground and cried loudly: "Abba, Second Uncle, I was wrong. Just leave me to Su Tong and the others. No matter how they want to kill or chop me into pieces, I will never complain."
Ma Hongkui pulled Ma Dunjing up, and his lips trembled slightly: "Xiaoer, no matter what, you are still my son, Ma Hongkui, how can I watch you die? The only way to save you now is that you go
Nanjing confessed to Chairman Chiang, and as long as Nanjing does not sentence you to death, I, Ma Hongkui, will have a way to get you out. But Ningxia may not be saved."
"Abba, are you saying you want to hand over Ningxia to that Su Tong?" Ma Dunjing became anxious and jumped up: "Abba, this Ningxia is the foundation of our old Ma family. If Ningxia is gone, we will have nothing.
."
"Stupid" Ma Hongkui shouted: "Without you, it would be of no use to me, Ma Hongkui, even if I could defend Ningxia. You don't need to say it anymore. This matter is settled. You will immediately go to Nanjing to plead guilty tomorrow. You have to remember,
You have to go in an open and fair manner, and build up a big momentum along the way. The bigger the momentum, the safer you will be. Your second uncle will then open up various joints in Nanjing in advance, with only one purpose, and he will not let you make a decisive decision.
That's all. As long as you can be saved, it won't take long for me to fish you out."
"Abba" Ma Dunjing, who was deeply regretful at this moment, knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
"Jianming, come and see, this is the clear telegram just sent by Ma Hongkui of Ningxia." At the headquarters of the Thirty-seventh Army, Jiang Baili handed a telegram to Su Tong with a strange look on his face.
"Hmph, go to Nanjing in person to plead guilty and submit to the law. If you want to be killed or beheaded, let the Nanjing government handle it. It sounds better when you say it than when you sing it." Su Tong said with a look of disdain.
Jiang Baili pointed at the bottom of the message and said: "You see, he is also asking our Chahar government to send the garrison to Ningxia to protect the smooth flow of trade routes. He is also willing to return the robbed goods, compensate for the losses of the caravan, and voluntarily resign.
He holds the position of chairman of the Ningxia Provincial Government. He wants to use the land of Ningxia Province in exchange for his son’s life."
Su Tong sighed. It seems that he underestimated the wisdom of the people of this era. Ma Hongkui asked his son to openly tie himself to Nanjing and confess his crime. Then the Chahar government could not attack him openly, otherwise he would be in the wrong.
, Moreover, Ma Hongkui also handed over the province of Ningxia to himself in the name of protecting the caravan, just because he wanted to exchange Ningxia for his son's life.
"Does a strong man cut off his wrist?" Su Tong sneered.
Putting the message on the table: "My Chief of Staff, what do you think of this message?"
Jiang Baili smiled and said, "Since Ma Hongkui wants Ningxia to be given to us, why don't we? Now since Ma Hongkui has made enough gestures and is willing to return the goods and compensate for the losses, he wants to give Ningxia to us, why don't we?"
"Oh" Su Tong smiled playfully: "You are so sure"
"Of course" Jiang Baili smiled proudly: "I, Jiang Fangzhen, have an army of hundreds of thousands at the moment. If I can't even deal with Ma Hongkui's tens of thousands of cavalry, I can just buy a piece of tofu and kill him."
"Hahaha, okay, you are indeed my chief of staff. Then I will ask you to give orders." Su Tong gave a thumbs up and smiled.
Jiang Baili did not refuse and said loudly: "Communications staff, record the order." The communications staff standing next to him immediately took out the folder.
"Order Bai Yingliao's 1st Armored Division and Peng Zeyuan's 10th Infantry Division to immediately march toward Ningxia Province along the Mongolian border and must reach Yinchuan within two days. After arriving in Yinchuan, immediately take over local security and order Ma Hongkui's troops
Surrender and surrender, and any resisters will be killed without mercy. Zhang Lengmo's 11th Infantry Division is on alert along the Gansu border. Like Ma Bufang, Ma Bufang's Qing Department can act easily if there is any change. Signed, Thirty-seventh Army Headquarters."
The communications staff officer handed the telegram manuscript to Su Tong, and Jiang Baili signed it and sent it immediately.
After giving the order, the army immediately took action. Countless vehicles and personnel gathered together and drove toward Ningxia.
"Chairman Ma Chahar's government calls." Inside Ma's residence in Yinchuan, a staff officer hurriedly walked in.
"Nian" Ma Hongkui, who had his back to the staff officer, said without looking back.
"Chairman Ma, Jianming has received the call. We are already aware of Chairman Ma's sincerity. Jianming has already sent personnel to Yinchuan. I hope Chairman Ma will restrain his department and not do anything that will make his relatives angry and his enemies happy. Otherwise Jianming will not be able to do anything.
"Guarantee the safety of relevant personnel. Please do not make a mistake." The staff officer read this extremely arrogant message tremblingly and did not dare to say a word, quietly waiting for Ma Hongkui's order.
"Don't make a mistake, hey, this Su Tong has such a loud voice," Ma Hongkui murmured.
"Chairman, how are we going to call you back?" the staff officer next to him asked carefully.
Ma Hongkui glared: "What else can I do to call you back? Just tell me, Ma Hongkui, that I will do as you please."