Facing the black muzzle in front and behind, Cheng Qianfan was not panicked.
"Report to Deputy Director Yu." He stood attentively and saluted, "There are subordinates' names on the enrollment list of the 10th Infantry Division First Corps."
Yu Ping'an glanced at Cheng Qianfan and rang the bell again.
"The admission list of the first corps of the 10th Infantry Section of the CSKA, the 10th period should be fast."
Sure enough, the female secretary immediately brought the enrollment list.
Yu Ping'an looked at ten lines at a glance and soon found it on a dense list:
The First Corps of the Infantry Section of the Central Army Officer School-
The record of 'Cheng Qianfan, seventeen years old, is from the Jiangshan people of Quzhou Prefecture'.
Yu Ping'an waved his hand, the soldier put away his gun, quickly retreated, and closed the door.
The young man beside him also put away his gun, looked at Cheng Qianfan, and continued to keep his cold face serious.
"You are on the admission list, but you are not on the list now." Yu Ping'an stared at Cheng Qianfan with scrutiny, "What are you explaining?"
"Report to Deputy Director Yu." Cheng Qianfan said, "In the 22nd year of the Republic of China, his subordinates applied to the Army Officer's School, passed the tenth grade of the Infantry Department, and were assigned to the First Corps."
"To be honest, my subordinates applied for military academy without telling their grandfather at home. My grandfather always thought that my subordinates were still studying at the National Tongji University in Shanghai at that time."
"Why did your grandfather disagree with you applying for a military academy?" Yu Ping'an asked, "It is important to know that a good man will make contributions on the battlefield. If you can get the best military academy in the Party and the country, it will be gratifying for the ancestors."
"My ancestor once said that the army was fierce and dangerous, and he was worried about my safety." Cheng Qianfan said.
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"I'm confused!" The young man who had been silent beside Yu Ping'an suddenly spoke, "The state is difficult. If everyone is afraid of death, how can the country be revitalized?"
Cheng Qianfan glared at him and was about to fight back in anger.
"Yan Sheng." Yu Ping'an waved his hand, "You don't know some situations. Cheng Qianfan is a martyr. Mr. Cheng Wenzao and Ms. Su Zhifu are all members of our party. In the 15th year of the Republic of China, Cheng Qianfan is the only son in the family."
When the young officer heard this, he showed a look of shame on his face and stretched out his right hand and said, "Zhao said rudely, ashamed and uneasy, and hoped that Brother Cheng would be allowed."
Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly and ignored it.
Zhao Yansheng withdrew his hand a little embarrassedly and continued to stand respectfully.
"You keep talking." Yu Ping'an seemed to be unfaithful of the young man's previous small entanglement and said.
"In the spring of the 23rd year of the Republic of China, my grandfather occasionally learned that I was a military academy student. When the situation in Fujian was tense, my grandfather believed in the rumors that the State Government wanted to send student soldiers to the front line of Fujian." Cheng Qianfan showed a complicated expression, "I received a telegram from home. My grandfather was seriously ill and hurriedly asked for leave from the school to return to his home in Jiangshan."
"Ling Zu pretended to be seriously ill and sent you back?" Yu Ping'an asked.
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "Grandfather did not allow me to return to the military academy again. We had a fierce quarrel. Just when Qianfan was about to return to Nanjing secretly, his grandfather was old and suddenly fell ill."
Cheng Qianfan showed sadness and shame, but also had a complicated expression of unwillingness.
Yu Ping'an understood, but naturally, Cheng Qianfan chose to be filial to his grandfather's bed and did not return to Nanjing.
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"If you don't return after the deadline, it's the same as deserters." Yu Ping'an said slowly. Although Cheng Qianfan's move is reasonable, the Central Army Officer's School is a Party and State Military Academy, and military academy students are like soldiers. If you don't return after the deadline, you will be deserters.
"My grandfather wrote a letter on his sick bed, begging the Jiangshan County Party Committee to submit it to the principal." Cheng Qianfan said, "After the principal saw the letter, he specially approved the students to drop out of school and return home."
"Yeah?" Yu Ping'an showed a very surprised look, "Are you saying that the Chairman specially criticized you for going to school?"
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan nodded.
Even though Yu Ping'an was extremely cunning, he was shocked at this time.
The Chairman was very concerned about military discipline. When some Huangpu students met, they occasionally had military discipline. They were scolded by him.
The chairman of the Central Army Officer's School attaches great importance to it, repeatedly pursuing military discipline, and trains military academy students to strictly abide by discipline from the very beginning.
Therefore, it is easy to imagine that Yu Ping'an's inner shock was not only not dealing with a military school student who had not returned from the deadline, but also specially approved him to study.
Yu Ping'an really wants to ask Cheng Qianfan, "What is the relationship between your family and the committee?"
Of course, you can't ask this or ask this.
"So, you are on the admission list, but you are not on the current list, that's why." Yu Ping'an nodded and did not mention this matter again.
Chang Kaishen personally gave Cheng Qianfan the green light, and he didn't dare to ask, nor did he want to ask any more.
After looking at Cheng Qianfan, Yu Ping'an couldn't help but sigh:
It is said that the students of the Central Army Officer's School are disciples of the emperor. In fact, except for Huangpu students who can call themselves students in front of the old man, the graduates of the Central Army Officer's School no longer have such honors.
The matter of Cheng Qianfan, a dropout, actually reached the beginning of the day, and he could do his best to be an old man. This honor is, tsk.
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"Qianfan, please write a self-report material and submit it to me tomorrow."
"Yes, Deputy Director Yu."
"Your luggage is still in the hotel?"
"Yes, my subordinates are worried that Kawada Nagaki will follow him. For the sake of caution, they did not go out of the main entrance with their luggage."
"Well, it's good, it's right to be cautious."
Yu Ping'an pondered for a moment.
"Qianfan, you are tired from the journey and have encountered the business of dealing with Rite again." Yu Ping'an showed a gentle smile and rang the bell.
A young man in Zhongshan suit came in.
"Yuan Fang, take Cheng Wufang to the dormitory and make arrangements." Yu Ping'an ordered.
"Yes, Deputy Director Yu." The young man said, "Brother Cheng, please follow me."
"Deputy Director Yu, my subordinates are leaving." Cheng Qianfan saluted Yu Ping'an.
"Go." Yu Ping'an nodded.
After Cheng Qianfan left, Yu Ping'an rubbed his temples. The special training class of the Lixing Society Special Services Department was established for many periods. This was the first time he encountered a special student like Cheng Qianfan.
Both of their parents were members of the National Party and were martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the Party and the country during the Northern Expedition.
He can be said to have a good background and a good family.
Now he is a police officer in the French Concession Police Station in Shanghai. He is a favorite general of Xiu Gongshen in the Shanghai District of the Secret Service. Lu Jingqian (Song Fuguo) also praised him.
It was actually a dropout in the Infantry Department of the Central Army Officer School. This was the first time he heard that there were dropouts in the Army Officer School, and it was specially approved by the old man.
Also, on the train that this young man came to Hangzhou to report, he actually saw through a line of Japanese with the taste of wine and even pretended to be a Japanese and gained the initial trust of the other party's leader Nagayoshi Kawada.
This incident made Yu Ping'an look at him with some admiration. This is something that many outstanding agents from the Secret Service cannot do.
This is not over yet, and he is still good at sketching and drawing portraits of Rite, which is no different from photos.
Yu Ping'an paced back and forth, picked up the cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a sip.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt a little too surprised, and he couldn't help but shake his head subconsciously.
Is this kid really a student who came to the special training class to participate in the training?
Chapter completed!