Shanghai Jiading Gate, the former enemy headquarters of the rebel army.
The command was set up in the attic of a wealthy gentleman, with an antenna connected to it. The ticking telegrams resounded in the rooms on all floors. Guards holding telegrams came and went incessantly. There were footsteps everywhere.
In the living room on the first floor, two Eight Immortals tables were put together, with a 10,000-scale map of Shanghai spread out on it. Several staff officers were immersed in drawing with rulers and compasses. The red and blue postures of the enemy and ourselves were clearly displayed. Han Baihang held up his hands.
He was sitting on the table, frowning and staring at the map, and from time to time he would correct the minor mistakes in the staff drawing.
"Commander, telegram!" Gao Hongyi walked in quickly from the outside, handed the telegram in his hand to Han Baihang, and took two steps back so that the light shining into the room could shine directly on the document in Han Baihang's hand.
Han Baihang's frown slowly relaxed after reading the telegram.
"What's wrong, sir? What's written on it? Are you so happy after reading it?" Gao Hongyi couldn't help but ask when he saw the smile on Han Baihang's face.
Han Baihang rolled up the telegram in his hand into a roll and said with a smile: "What else could it be? Of course our fish is hooked."
Gao Hongyi knew about Han Baihang's previous plan against Lu Yongxiang. For this reason, he also let go of one of Lu Yongxiang's division commanders, He Leshan, in order to make Lu Yongxiang give up his territory in Zhejiang and go to Shanghai and Suzhou.
"Then should we take action?" Gao Hongyi asked tentatively.
Han Baihang thought for a while and said: "You must take action, but how to take action needs to be carefully studied. After all, Lu Yongxiang has been operating in Zhejiang and Shanghai for many years, and his strength cannot be underestimated. You have to be careful about his desperate efforts."
Han Baihang's worries were reasonable, but his real worries were not expressed. Lu Yongxiang had already failed strategically. A partial counterattack was just a flashback at the last moment. The final victory was only a matter of time. What he worried about was how beautiful he would be.
to win this war and try to eliminate the hidden dangers after the war.
Even though Qi Xieyuan and Sun Chuanfang are cooperating now, when it comes time to divide the spoils afterwards, it is still unknown whether the two can abide by the agreement. After all, from the beginning of the war, the two have had frequent small moves in private, and their falling out may just be a matter of time.
moment.
As the representative sent by Wu Peifu to intervene in the war between Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Han Baihang shouldered a huge responsibility. He would never allow anything to happen in Jiangsu and Zhejiang when Zhili and Fengtian were about to go to war.
"Then what should we do, sir?" Gao Hongyi asked in confusion.
Han Baihang tore up the telegram in his hand and threw it into the charcoal brazier, and said softly: "Drive out the wolf and devour the tiger!"
"What the teacher means is to let Sun Chuanfang and the others..."
Han Baihang waved his hand, stopped Gao Hongyi from continuing, and said: "Send someone to send some military supplies to Commander Sun. After fighting for so many days, it should be almost done."
Gao Hongyi nodded and retreated.
…
After Han Baihang finished handling the military affairs, he felt that the headquarters was a little depressed, so he took Wei Bian out to relax and adjust his mood.
Jiading Gate is the gateway to the north of Shanghai, with prosperous commerce and trade. Although the clouds of war are now overshadowed, there are still bold merchants who venture to come and go, and it is a bit lively that has not been seen for a long time.
Han Baihang has always led his troops in a strict manner. Although he was commanding Qi Xieyuan's troops, since he beheaded a group of people who violated military discipline, no one dared to mess around again.
Just as he was walking to the city gate, he saw a slight chaos near the city gate from a distance, and heard the soldiers yelling rudely. Han Baihang frowned and rode over.
At this time, several soldiers on duty at the city gate were driving away a girl pushing a cart. The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slender figure. She was wearing a crescent moon jacket that is popular among students in Shanghai girls' schools, and a black sarong skirt underneath.
, the cart was covered with white cloth, and there seemed to be a body inside.
"This is the city gate, not a place where you sell your body and bury your father!" A superior soldier who looked like a squad leader said impatiently, holding his gun across his face. In other words, in front of him was a weak female student. She was loved by others. If she were a man, she would have to be
Get beaten and scolded.
"My father and I have been dependent on each other since I was a child, but I was killed by a stray bullet from your army. I don't want a coffin or funeral expenses. I just want an explanation!" The female student struggled to carry the cart and spoke in a soft Suzhou dialect.
With a hint of stubbornness.
Soldiers are definitely good at fighting, but when it comes to dealing with this kind of problem, they are a bit blind and cannot attack women.
"No one can die in a war. Your father was killed by a stray bullet. It was his life. Why are you doing anything to us? If you continue to mess around, I won't be polite!" The superior soldier pulled the bolt of his gun with a fierce look on his face.
A few of the soldiers also took a step forward, ready to chase them away.
"Oh, you are a group of warlords who are chewing the bones of ordinary people. You can beat me to death today. In this way, I can go downstairs to accompany my father. But having a group of soldiers like you in the Republic of China is a misfortune for the country and the people!"
The female student has a red mouth, white teeth, and a fair neck, showing no fear.
The superior soldier's expression changed, and he cursed: "You bitch, you have no shame, come here, take her out, let the commander see how bad you are!"
"This girl is right, what's wrong with me!" A clear voice came, and Han Baihang rode over. He had heard the conversation between the two and said softly to the female student: "Girl
, if you have any requests, just tell me."
The moment Han Baihang saw the female student's face, he couldn't help but be stunned. This female student was really beautiful. Among the beauties he had seen in the country, no one could surpass her, but he also knew that it was not good for the girl to be stared at in public.
, and quickly looked away.
Feng Bi bit her lip, shook her head, glanced at her father lying in the car, held back her tears and said, "Is it useful to tell you? Will my father be able to survive if I tell you? With
Do you think those dead souls can all come back to life?"
Hearing this, Han Baihang's expression gradually softened, he sighed, and then said: "Indeed, the deceased has passed away, I'm sorry."
Feng Ju finally couldn't hold it back and burst into tears. This crying made Han Baihang feel even more uncomfortable. He took off his military cap, held it in his hand, and then saluted the corpse.
The surrounding officers and soldiers saw the chief saluting and hurriedly followed suit.
"Stone." Han Baihang shouted.
"arrive!"
"Go and take care of this old man's affairs. Just like you buried your father, you have to choose the best things. In addition, all civilians who suffered casualties when our army entered Shanghai can come and receive a sum of money.
Burial expenses, the hearts of the Chinese people have been lost, and they must not be lost in our hands anymore!" Han Baihang said sonorously and forcefully.
