Han Baihang frowned and said: "Commander, please give the order quickly. If it's too late, we won't be able to escape."
"Take back the train quickly." Duan Zhigui gave the order sternly, his body already trembling.
At this time, the guards outside rushed in. The accompanying generals and attendants crowded together and came to ask Duan Zhigui for his orders. Duan Zhigui was confused and turned over and over just to ask the soldiers to snatch the train back. The guards rushed towards the front of the locomotive, but were stopped by the front of the locomotive.
The machine gun fire came back, causing heavy casualties.
"Commander, it's still too late to jump out of the car now," Han Baihang said coldly.
Duan Zhigui suddenly came to his senses. He rushed to the window, but saw that the train was already going very fast. He couldn't help but turn pale: "No, no, you will die if you jump."
Han Baihang said: "Then we can only sit back and wait. The train will reach Zhuozhou in less than half an hour, and it has been occupied by the Zhili army."
Duan Zhigui was distracted and stammered: "I don't care what means you use, just stop the train."
Han Baihang suddenly said: "Commander, do you want me to be responsible for commanding the guards?"
Duan Zhigui only saw that Han Baihang had remained calm. Compared with the panicked subordinates around him, he was more willing to believe in Han Baihang. At this moment, he could not care about the close relationship. He felt that he was seriously ill and rushed to seek medical treatment. He said urgently: "That's right.
I appoint you as captain of the guard, and you must stop the train no matter what."
A flash of light flashed in Han Baihang's eyes. He snapped to attention and said loudly: "I accept the order from my humble position."
Immediately, he turned to look at the people blocking the surroundings and said in a cold voice: "What are you doing here? You lead a team to the front compartment to seize the front of the car. We must seize the front of the car at all costs."
He was pointing at the adjutant who had led him to the carriage just now. The adjutant took the order bravely: "Yes!"
"Adjutant Chen, I just heard some noise in the car behind you. Please lead your people to clear the car behind." He then looked at the adjutant Chen Xun he had seen the night before and gave the order unceremoniously.
Chen Xun also took the order, and the two led the guards to the front and rear carriages. At this time, there were still fifteen or six guards left in the carriage. Han Baihang ordered again: "For the safety of the commander, immediately close and block the entry and exit of the carriage.
, no one is allowed to go out without the commander’s order.”
The guards looked hesitant and looked at Duan Zhigui, only obeying his orders.
Duan Zhigui was so distraught that Han Baihang nodded hurriedly for his own safety: "Do as he said!"
The guards went to take action one after another, leaving only Han Baihang and two guards. Han Baihang glanced at Duan Zhigui, who was squinting, and whispered: "Commander, please put on your clothes first. I will come in later."
After getting out of the carriage, Han Baihang and a guard asked for sidearms. He used the excuse that he was good at using two guns and took away the rifles of the two guards. Along with several magazines of bullets, he stuffed them around his waist.
Very aggressive.
After waiting for a few minutes, gunshots continued everywhere. Han Baihang knocked on Duan Zhigui's compartment door: "Commander, the humble officer is coming in."
"Come in." Duan Zhigui's frustrated voice came out.
Han Baihang walked in alone and told the two guards: "Don't come in without an order."
He went in and closed the door. Duan Zhigui sat on the bed with his head lowered, his face full of panic, his body trembling slightly, and his lips were gray and without any blood.
Han Baihang walked in, found a chair and sat down. He glanced around and saw Xiao Cuiyun, a famous prostitute hiding in the corner with her knees curled up. He quickly withdrew his gaze and said to Duan Zhigui without any warmth: "Marshua Duan,
You lost."
Duan Zhigui groaned and raised his head blankly.
Han Baihang said: "In another twenty minutes, Commander, you will be a prisoner."
Duan Zhigui became angry: "How dare you talk to me like this."
Han Baihang smiled slightly, pulled out the shell gun from his waist and slapped it on the table, and said slowly: "Commander, there is a Zhizhi Army spy beside you, haven't you noticed yet?"
Duan Zhigui took a breath of air: "Who?"
Seeing Han Baihang's smiling face again, his eyes froze: "Is it you?"
"It seems that the commander-in-chief is not too stupid!"
Han Baihang pointed his gun at Duan Zhigui, who was planning to take action, and said coldly: "Commander, it's best not to move around. My marksmanship is not very good. I'll be embarrassed if I hurt you."
Duan Zhigui looked ugly and gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply. Who are you? What a deep calculation."
Han Baihang said calmly: "Han Baihang, the third platoon leader of the Third Division's forward selection team, has met the commander. I have to thank God for bringing you, commander into my mouth. There is no reason for me to miss it."
Duan Zhigui was dumbfounded, and after a while he said bitterly: "What are you going to do with me?"
Han Baihang smiled and said: "Of course I am asking for credit. Do you still remember what you said before, Commander-in-Chief? If you want to reward me with a future, I cannot thank you enough."
Duan Zhigui almost felt dizzy. He was the commander-in-chief of Beiyang after all, but he calmed down at the critical moment. He was not afraid of being a prisoner. The grudges in the Beiyang group were so intertwined that even Cao Kun did not dare to do anything to him despite the disobedience of the world. He was afraid of death.
In the chaos of war, Han Baihang said that his life was temporarily saved. He rolled his eyes and suddenly became energetic. He pulled out a box from the carriage. After opening it, there was a check gold bar with a huge denomination. His face was hard.
Squeezing out a flattering smile: "Brother, how about I give you all this money and let me live?"
Han Baihang walked over, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was motionless, and he quickly lowered his head and glanced at the amount of the check. In capital letters, it read Bank of Communications Hui De Da Yang 500,000 yuan. He presented the check to pay, and Bank of Communications paid it.
With such a rough sweep, there are millions in the suitcase. The purchasing power of the Republic of China's millions is equivalent to 100 million in the 21st century. This huge sum of money suddenly gave Han Baihang a strange idea. What if
After taking this huge sum of money, what else could he do to serve as a soldier? He would go directly to Shanghai to become a tycoon, have no worries about food and drink, and enjoy endless glory and wealth. This was just a thought on his mind.
Han Baihang breathed rapidly for a few seconds and quickly calmed down. He knew very well that the money was not so easy to get. He couldn't help but sneered: "Marshal Duan, if I guessed correctly, this money should belong to the Anhui Army."
Military expenses."
"good."
Duan Zhigui sighed: "The army was defeated too quickly. This money was originally used to labor the army, but now it has no use."
Han Baihang's mind changed rapidly. He took the money and let Duan Zhigui go, or beat Duan Zhigui to death and took the money, or he didn't take any money and still sent Duan Zhigui to the Zhili Army for reward. These three choices were fiercely contesting in his mind.
Confrontation.
"Duan Dashuai, do you know how much ocean you have in this suitcase? If you use it to bribe a small platoon leader of mine, it is not a waste of talent but a waste of money. Even if you get it to Marshal Cao and Marshal Yu, you can probably buy a life."
Han Baihang said intentionally.
Duan Zhigui sneered and said: "If I lose, I will lose myself. I don't want to be humiliated by Wu Peifu. I use this money to buy a way out. It's worth enough. As for how much this money is, I haven't really calculated it."
Han Baihang nodded silently. He knew that Duan Zhigui was telling the truth. Big men like them valued face more than money, but he still couldn't make up his mind whether to take this huge sum of money or not.