Today, according to the Gregorian calendar, is August 26, 1937.
Lunar Calendar. The twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China. July 21st.
Came back a little late.
There were many things going on before.
It was not until the 22nd that Zhang Yong set off from the front line.
Tang Enbo has arrived.
There cannot be two big bosses in a region.
According to Chiang Kai-shek's arrangement, Tang Enbo will be responsible for commanding the entire Nankou front line.
If Zhang Yong continues to stay here, it will be difficult for Tang Enbo.
So after settling the troops, Zhang Yong left the front line.
Take the train to Taiyuan. Then fly a biplane from Taiyuan back to Xi'an. Then fly a DC-3 transport plane from Xi'an back to Jinling.
The road was pretty smooth.
The train from Taiyuan to Zhangjiakou, heading north, carries all the troops.
After the Japanese invaders threatened Yan Laoxi's base, he no longer dared to neglect. He hurriedly mobilized all his main troops to try to stop the Japanese invaders.
Check the map. No abnormalities found.
The airport is still intact. There are no signs of an attack.
It means that the Japanese invaders and the Air Force have not bombed the Daqiaochang Airport, and there is no fighting in Jinling for the time being.
Airport security has been tightened. Manpower has been increased. Weapons have been increased. These are all normal phenomena.
Landed safely.
Someone came up immediately and surrounded the plane.
Zhang Yong opened the hatch and walked out slowly.
"Commissioner!"
The officer leading the team immediately recognized Zhang Yong.
He quickly stood at attention and saluted.
"Um."
Zhang Yong nodded and raised his hand in return.
Look around. Everything is calm. It doesn't look like a war has broken out.
It’s so quiet and peaceful!
It is unimaginable that in just four months, Jinling will...
Suddenly, I seemed to see something out of the corner of my eye.
It looks like a lantern? Huh? A lantern was actually hung up?
Are you preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival? Oh, there are only more than twenty days until the Mid-Autumn Festival.
But vaguely, something didn't feel right.
"Those lanterns are..."
"The reporting specialist is preparing to celebrate the victory of Songhu."
"The Great Victory at Songhu?"
"Yes. We defeated the Japanese in Shanghai and achieved an unprecedented victory. Our superiors ordered us to hang up lanterns to celebrate."
"How many days have you been hanging up?"
"It was hung up on the 16th. It's been ten days."
"ah……"
Zhang Yong was about to speak but stopped.
No wonder something feels wrong. That’s it.
There should still be good news on the 16th. Therefore, everyone is very happy and wants to celebrate.
But later, the news gradually became less good, so this celebration was discontinued.
It is impossible to take down a lantern that has been hung up.
It is impossible to tell outsiders about unfavorable news on the front line.
Report good news but not bad news.
This is tradition.
Especially for ordinary people.
What we tell the people is always good news. It is always good news.
One victory after another.
From victory to victory...
This is true for both China and Japan.
The beautiful country is no exception. The beautiful country also has a press control law. It is strictly forbidden to report unfavorable news about the war situation.
Therefore, if you are an ordinary Jinling citizen, it is impossible to know that the front line has been defeated miserably, and the Japanese invaders suddenly came to Jinling.
Even if we are attacked by troops, the government will still tell you that we are still victorious. The advantage still lies with me.
Therefore, not many people in Jinling will prepare to retreat in advance.
Because they don't know the truth at all.
There is no way the government can tell them the truth.
Battle reports can be deceiving, but battle lines cannot be deceiving. However, how many people know where the battle lines are?
Shake his head.
Put back the chaotic thoughts.
I went back to the airport control room and found that no one I knew was there.
Zhang Ping is not here.
Yang Lichu is not here either.
Ming Gang and others are not here either.
Asked. The answer was that I went to Shanghai Longhua Airport.
Then it'll be fine.
Call the attendant's office first.
"Director Lin, it's me, Zhang Yong. I'm back."
"Well……"
Director Lin seemed to pause for a moment.
Zhang Yong then sensitively realized that Director Lin was lying to him.
No evidence. Just intuition.
Sure enough, after a while, Director Lin said slowly: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back, you're tired too, rest first, rest..."
"Okay." Zhang Yong said nothing.
Hang up the phone.
Thoughtful.
Obviously, the previously prepared negotiations no longer exist.
The Japanese reinforcements are definitely on the way. Some may even have arrived.
Zhang Yong did not know the specific battle situation and was not prepared to take the initiative to find out. Because Director Lin's attitude had already made it clear that he was not welcome on the front line.
If he was needed on the front line, Director Lin would have asked him to go to Shanghai immediately, but asked him to rest.
Well, this is the reality.
You, you are not the savior.
Not everyone welcomes you.
You can't order everyone.
You do not have supreme authority.
This is the real world. This is not a game. There is no order, and all units perform operations unconditionally.
The human heart is very complex.
The interests are more complex.
"Here comes someone."
"arrive!"
"Bring me the newspapers from the past few days to read."
"yes."
The officer turned around and walked out.
Soon, many newspapers were delivered.
They are all sorted into categories. There are JoongAng Daily, declarations, etc.
I mainly read JoongAng Ilbo.
Sure enough, there are all kinds of great victories above.
The Chinese army successfully occupied Hongkou and wiped out more than 30,000 Japanese invaders. The victory was unprecedented.
"Thirty thousand..."
Zhang Yong frowned.
Mudd.Who wrote the press release?
The Japanese Marine Corps has 30,000 people? Nonsense! It’s not even 10,000!
If the Japanese Marine Corps really has 30,000 people, can five German weapon masters be able to defeat it? What a dream! I really think the Japanese invaders can't control it!
Keep reading.
Commander Wang Yaowu led the 51st Division into battle...
Sure enough, the situation was not good. Wang Yaowu also went up. It means that five German weapon masters are not enough.
The 51st Division led by Lao Wang is the second echelon. According to the previous deployment, there is no need to use it. Since it is used, it means that the battle situation has changed seriously.
It is estimated that the five German weapon divisions suffered heavy casualties and were unable to continue the attack. They had to move to the second echelon.
Now that the second echelon has gone up, the third echelon will not be far away.
The three divisions of the Northeastern Army that I supervise are expected to be ready soon.
well……
After thinking about it, I decided to make a call.
Pick up the phone.
"Help me pick up the Military Senate."
"Hold on."
After a while, the call was connected.
Zhang Yong reported his identity and then went to Tang Shengming.
After a while, Tang Shengming's familiar voice came.
"Shao Long?"
"Third Young Master, it's me, Zhang Yong."
"Oh? It's really you. Where are you now? Are you still in the north?"
"I just returned to Jinling."
"Oh, you've returned to Jinling? That's good, that's good."
"Third Young Master, when will we go to Shanghai again? I miss life there a little now."
"Are you going to Shanghai? Is it a business matter or a private matter?"
"Does it make a difference?"
"My brother told me not to go to Shanghai for the time being."
"Dean Tang said that?"
"Yes."
"Oh, then I understand."
"good."
"Thanks."
Zhang Yong said a few polite words and hung up the phone.
It’s true. The situation in Songhu is not ideal. Therefore, Dean Tang does not allow Tang Shengming to go there.
If it was really an unprecedented victory over there, how could it not be allowed?
All we can say is that Dean Tang knows the truth.
After all, he is the president of the Military Senate.
However, Tang Shengming did not say anything clearly, indicating that there was a gag order.
It is strictly forbidden to disclose the truth about the Songhu battlefield. Outsiders are not allowed to know the truth. Especially the news media cannot know it.
Central News Agency always has only good news.
Think about it.
Picked up the phone again.
"Help me pick up the Central Bank."
"I'm sorry, Commissioner. The phone lines in Shanghai are currently unavailable."
"The phone line is down?"
"No. The commissioner was recruited by the military."
"Isn't our Air Raid Department the military?"
"Can't get through either."
"knew."
Zhang Yong put down the microphone.
What a mess. The Air Force’s phone numbers are not working?
Then if I want to contact Shanghai Longhua Airport, do I still have to use telegraph? Nonsense!
After thinking about it, he shook his head and calmed down.
What are you angry about?
These are all results that have been known for a long time.
You cannot change historical events by yourself.
Personal ability is really insignificant in the face of the wheel of history.
well……
At this moment in the Battle of Songhu, with so many big bosses involved and forces from all sides involved, who does Zhang Yong mean to him?
Just keep your tail between your legs and do what you can.
I can't change everyone's destiny, but I can change a handful of them.
After thinking about it, I picked up the phone.
Call the Fuxing Society Secret Service directly and ask for Boss Dai.
The call was answered quickly.
"Virgo, it's me, Zhang Yong."
"Commissioner Zhang."
Boss Dai has a very peaceful attitude.
He has fully understood that he and Zhang Yong are on different tracks.
Since they are on different tracks, there is naturally no competition. On the contrary, it is very important to have a good relationship with each other.
Zhang Yong, Hu Zongnan, and Tang Enbo all had military power.
For Boss Dai, who is extremely eager to fight for military power, this is a very big expectation.
"Virgo, I want to ask you a favor."
"you say."
"Assign me an action team, I need manpower."
"No problem. Who do you want?
"Dai Yice!"
"Okay. Where to meet?"
"Jinling Girls' High School."
"Okay. He'll be there soon."
"Thanks!"
"Shaolong, you're too polite!"
"You will always be my virgin. I will always be from the Secret Service."
"Serious words."
Boss Dai is of course very happy.
Zhang Yong missed his old friendship and he was very happy.
If you have any difficulties in the future, go to Zhang Yong for help, and Zhang Yong will definitely help.
Dai Yice was immediately ordered to lead the action team to set off.
Here, Zhang Yong drove to the girls' middle school alone.
Along the way...
Saw the laughter.
Saw lanterns and colorful flags.
I saw a huge crowd of people.
There is no atmosphere of war.
It's just as lively as the Chinese New Year.
Who would have thought that a fierce battle was taking place two hundred kilometers away.
And this tragic battle will spread to Jinling in four months, turning this place into a hell on earth.
well……
Arrive near the girls' middle school.
In the distance, the map shows multiple yellow dots. Two of them are at the school gate.
I drove closer and found that it was Qi Qingluan and Mr. Tan. They were talking about something.
Zhang Yong stopped the car.
get off.
Carrying a shell gun.
Walk directly towards the two of them.
Qi Qingluan's face suddenly became highly nervous.
Mr. Tan is pretty good.
"Crack!"
Zhang Yong smashed the shell gun on the table between the two of them.
Qi Qingluan stretched out her hand to cover her chest in fear.
Mr. Tan frowned.
"How did the thing you mentioned last time go?"
"You, you..."
"Don't tell me you haven't started working on it yet."
"We have contacted Changsha, but there has been no reply yet. As you know, the distance is too far..."
Mr. Tan explained slowly.
However, Zhang Yong directly raised his hand to signal the other party to shut up.
I'm not here to hear your reasons.
I want to see it in action!
Now, immediately, immediately, move me!
I won’t tell you the real reason! But you must move! You must go!
I don't care about other people. But, Jinling Girls' High School, I will send all the female students away even if I lead the troops to tie them up!
"Move now!"
“Must move before October!”
"Otherwise, I will put you all in a cell and you will be tortured!"
Zhang Yong said coldly.
Qi Qingluan's face turned pale. He wanted to speak but stopped.
She wanted to protest, but she didn't have the courage because Zhang Yong was too domineering.
Mr. Tan was also very angry. But his reason told him that he could not confront Zhang Yong in this matter. He could not act recklessly.
Otherwise, this guy might really lead troops to arrest people.
Then they were all escorted on the road.
"Commissioner Zhang..."
"I just need to act!"
"Moving a school is not a trivial matter..."
"Not enough money?"
Zhang Yong smashed out a pile of French currency.
It's a pile. Not one bundle. A total of thirty bundles.
Each bundle contains 5,000 yuan. Thirty bundles are 150,000 yuan. He now has more legal currency.
In the previous battle in the Nankou area, although many Japanese invaders were killed, there was no money gained. Now that I have returned to Jinling, I feel that I must add more.
Asking Dai Yice to bring the action team to help is both an office matter and a private matter.
silence.
Speechless.
Suddenly, Zhang Yong saw red lanterns hanging everywhere inside the school.
"Does your school also have celebrations?"
"Yes! The government defeated the Japanese invaders in Shanghai, achieved an unprecedented victory, and ordered the whole city to celebrate."
"A whole city celebrating?"
"That's right! It was very lively just a few days ago."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"We are planning to hold a grand garden activity during the Mid-Autumn Festival..."
"Grand?"
"Yes. Grand."
"Don't do it."
"What?"
"I said, don't do it. Leave Jinling immediately."
"You are unreasonable."
"Do I need to reason with you?"
"you……"
"Commissioner Zhang, let me remind you that our army has now been reorganized into the Eighth Route Army..."
"Okay, I was just going to tell you about this."
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Pointing at Qi Qingluan.
"You, go back first. You have nothing to do here. I will talk to Mr. Tan alone."
"knew."
Qi Qingluan left angrily.
Mr. Tan was silent.
"What do you want to say?"
"I just want to tell you that if the front line really achieves an unprecedented victory, it is impossible for him to agree to your request for adaptation."
"What? Him? Who?"
"Experience it for yourself."
Zhang Yong said coldly.
Mr. Tan:???
His face suddenly became a little serious.
"you mean……"
"I didn't say anything."
"no……"
"I know his personality very well. He will never give in unless forced."
"So, the war on the front line is actually not that optimistic?"
"I don't know anything."
"this……"
Mr. Tan hesitated to speak.
His mind was spinning at high speed, digesting Zhang Yong's words.
adaptation……
Great victory...
"Mr. Tan, do you often read newspapers?"
"certainly."
"Is there any news about troops being sent from various places in the newspapers?"
"Yes. In the past two days, there was news of a large number of Sichuan troops coming out of Sichuan. There are also reports that the Guangxi and Yunnan troops are holding swearing-in meetings."
"Don't you see the problem?"
"What?"
"If the frontline achieves an unprecedented victory, will he invite others to share the fruits of victory?"
"ah……"
Mr. Tan's eyes suddenly shrank.
I couldn't help but press the table with my hands. I thought of something not so good.
Yes, if the front line wins, do we still need to send troops from various places to Songhu?
Oops……
"Then the front line..."
"I don't know. No one told me."
"Won't you even tell me?"
"You have many enemies."
"Well……"
Mr. Tan nodded slowly.
I thought to myself, you are quite self-aware. You know that you have many enemies.
Just because you act recklessly, more than half of the people within the party will oppose you, especially those at the party headquarters.
You almost wiped out the Fruit Party headquarters overnight. How can others not hate you?
"Let's go!"
"Farewell."
Mr. Tan then stood up and left.
Zhang Yong sat silently. A few minutes later, Dai Yice appeared.
He brought an action team with him, a total of fifty people.
"Commissioner."
"Coming?"
"Please give me your instructions, Commissioner."
"Follow me!"
Zhang Yong stood up and took back the shell gun.
He turned around and took out a Thompson submachine gun. He held it in his hand and strode forward.
do what?
Of course it's to catch Japanese spies.
Since the Songhu frontline doesn't need me, I can just do my job.
Catch Japanese spies.
Make some money.
Then, there is another thing, which is——
He gathered all the ships on the river near Jinling into his own hands.
The king of heaven and I will not even give it to you.