The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 10 Planning
"Oh, uncle, why are you still hesitating? Do you need to think about such a good thing for so long?"

Jiang Cheng was so anxious that he turned around and walked towards the map of Fengtian Province posted on the side of the office, "Uncle, you can look here——"

"They took the road from Zhengjiatun, crossed the Xiushui River and headed all the way to Fengtian. We can choose to strike near the riverbank. Aren't there some Mongolian horse bandits active there recently?"

"If someone really investigates, we can just push the blame and say it was the Mongols who did it!"

Gao Wensheng was so dumbfounded that he said, "We haven't even agreed to do it yet, and you're already thinking about where to start?"

The hesitant face was already showing some signs of being ready to act, so Jiang Cheng struck while the iron was hot and said, "Uncle, you are not a lazy person! That is the equipment of the Japanese. I don't need to say more about whether it is good or bad, right?"

"I don't want that bastard Xuecheng to take advantage of me!"

Clearly inspired by his last words, Gao Wensheng laughed and clapped his hands, "You boy! Okay, it's rare that Feilan wants to put on a good show, so we have to cooperate and make it perfect, right?"

"But we can't do this as you say. We need to think carefully about how to proceed."

Gao Wensheng said seriously, drank the hot water in one gulp, put his hands in his pockets and walked closer to the map, "Feilan, can you tell me the rough route of the Japanese?"

In fact, when Jiang Cheng was eavesdropping in the bathhouse, he didn't hear almost everything:

Of course, no matter how arrogant these Japanese are, they are not brainless...

They were going to take a shower, not to report on their work, so it was impossible for them to tell all the details of the operation.

The reason why Jiang Cheng was able to predict some details was that he had read a lot of information about the Fengtian Army in the 21st century:
After all, he studied at a university in the Northeast and served as a soldier on the border of Heilongjiang Province. He had a strong interest in the warlords who once operated on this black land.

Historically, this farce was named the "Manchuria-Mongolia Independence Movement". It was planned by the Zongshe Party, which was composed of the old and young people of the Qing court, and supported by the Japanese with weapons.

They attempted to take advantage of the rifts within the Fengtian Army and launch some armed action in Fengtian to fish in troubled waters. It would be best if they could drive out both Zhang and Feng, and then occupy "Shenyang", the ancestral land they called it, and rebuild the so-called glory of their Qing court.

Jiang Cheng thought about the conversation between the two Japanese and related it to real history, and quickly thought of a way to take advantage of it.

The mainstream equipment of the Japanese was the Type 38 rifle, which had top performance in that era.

Even Marshal Zhang's guard corps could not have enough personnel.

The most important thing is that they came to the Northeast to plot something.

A thief will always feel guilty, and would not dare to make a big fuss if he is robbed.

Jiang Cheng was very excited to make Benzi and the old men suffer a loss. He picked up a red and blue pencil and began to point out the mountains and rivers on the map, smiling wickedly:
"They originally planned to transport this batch of arms by rail, but recently the management of Fengtian City has fallen into the hands of the warlord. Once the arms enter the city by rail, it will be difficult to transport them out."

After the Russo-Japanese War, the control of the entire South Manchuria line almost fell into the control of the Japanese, but the Fengtian railway station was right inside the city of Fengtian - the transportation of large quantities of weapons would inevitably arouse Lao Zhang's vigilance.

After all, they were just taking advantage of the situation to launch a sneak attack, so how could they transport arms into the city via the railway in such a high-profile manner?

So the Japanese used a crooked trick, disguising themselves as a group of itinerant merchants active in the Northeast, and transported the arms from Lushun all the way to Fengtian without anyone noticing.

He told Gao Wensheng all of this and sketched the route on a military map.

"These bastards want to make a big splash in Fengtian!"

Gao Wensheng rubbed his chin and immediately mentioned the key point of the matter. "To transport the munitions, the Japanese will definitely send a large number of troops... The troops left behind also have the responsibility of defense. We must fight quickly and decisively."

After thinking for a moment, Gao Wensheng called the two company commanders who stayed behind.

When they heard his action plan, the two guys were stunned:
One said that taking action now would be a violation of the superior's orders; the other started to wonder whether the source of the letter was reliable or not, and simply turned his suspicious eyes to Jiang Cheng.

Why, has my reputation as a playboy spread so far?
He rolled his eyes at the two grandsons, but Gao Wensheng didn't say anything, but he gave them a strict order, asking them to cooperate fully or else he would withdraw them and replace them with the best elite troops... not many, just thirty would be enough. "Staff Officer Gao, don't you need to report this to the battalion commander?"

The company commander named Li Shitou looked apprehensive, "I am afraid..."

"What are you talking about! Just get ready when I tell you two to!"

Gao Wensheng's tone changed from his usual gentle tone when facing him. He put his hands on his hips and growled, "The battalion commander has authorized me to be fully responsible for all matters in the battalion!"

"Yes, yes...it's just that I feel..."

Gao Wensheng slammed the table and told them to get out and get ready. The two were so scared that they dared not say anything more and hurried out.

"Uncle, you are..."

In fact, although he was angry, Jiang Cheng felt a little complicated when he saw his furious expression, "Aren't you afraid that Fei Lan will deceive you, your uncle?"

"Afraid? Why not?"

Gao Wensheng turned around, his expression much more relaxed, "I've been fooled by you many times!"

Jiang Cheng's memory suddenly flooded with the great achievements of the "sheep-herding boy". He felt a little embarrassed: "Then uncle, you..."

"You kid, you've always been concerned about eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking. This is the first time you've cared about something serious—"

At this point, Gao Wensheng put his hands on his hips and laughed heartily, "Haha, I've never used this excuse to cheat you out of money!"

"Even if you're just out for fun, I'm glad that you're starting to use your brain here, Feilan."

Ever since he traveled through time, although he had no worries about food and clothing as a wealthy young man, he had always been very unhappy because of the contempt of these "predecessors".

Now that Gao Wensheng trusted him so much, Jiang Cheng felt warm inside: "Uncle, I was ignorant before and caused a lot of trouble for the young and old men in the camp--"

"I won't do that again! Let's follow you guys and make achievements too!"

Gao Wensheng was even happier after hearing this. He raised his hand and punched him on the shoulder: "You kid, you should have done this a long time ago!"

The sneak attack was finalized, and Jiang Cheng was in a good mood and invited Gao Wensheng to go out for a meal and a drink.

Xinmin is far less prosperous than Fengtian, but due to the large number of merchants passing by, it has everything you need, including restaurants and shops.

Especially after Xinmin became the permanent base of the Cavalry Battalion, Jiang Lanxuan not only drove out all the horse bandits, but also managed it quite well.

It was the hottest time of the year, it got dark late, and several restaurants had slightly extended their opening hours.

After entering the room, the two ordered a few refreshing side dishes and a pot of homemade rice wine.

"Why have you suddenly changed your temper recently, kid?"

After three cups of wine, he couldn't hold it in any longer. "Go ahead and tell me what's going on. I don't care how your father beats you."

"It's just... I was scared by the Japanese."

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and picked up some food. "I have nothing to say to my uncle. They are in the Northeast and they definitely don't want to do anything good. They dared to assassinate the governor. What else can't they do?"

(End of this chapter)