The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 139 Zhang Damazi
"You...don't be so polite, I just..."

Jiang Dengxuan was pushed and shoved back by him. His excessive force twisted his shoulders and neck sore that he tried to break free in a desperate attempt.

But Gao Wensheng didn't give him this opportunity. He pushed him into the carriage and locked it.

"Hey, Special Envoy, please go to bed early. It's getting late!"

Gao Wensheng deliberately shouted at the top of his voice, not caring that Jiang Dengxuan in the carriage kept banging on the door and cursing, saying all sorts of things like taking advantage of one's power to bully others and letting one's troops cause trouble.

"Feilan!"

When Gao Wensheng ran out of the car and saw this young man, he stared at him and wanted to curse, "Where did you get this from?"

Uncle Jiang was watching his brothers loading the truck and didn't notice him coming.

He turned around with a smile on his face: "I bought it! It's cheap!"

"You are still deceiving me. Where did you buy the food in the middle of the night... huh?"

He was even more dumbfounded when he saw a large number of tin canned meat on the wheelbarrow. "This, this, this, these are from the Russians!"

"Hey, where is it from? It's from Europe. Do you know the Sudetenland? They just developed it there. It's almost like fresh meat, haha!"

I remember watching "Shun Liu" when I was a kid. Commander Chen complained that the Japanese army's canned meat was unpalatable and asked if the cow was a good match for a mule.
The European canned food of this era was a newly developed good thing, produced only in the Sudetenland. It was not only delicious but also fresh.

The price of a barrel like this was outrageous - but they got thousands of barrels.

It’s great to have meat to eat during the march.

"You mean Rong Shihong? Where did this old guy get all these good stuff? Hahaha..."

He pointed at the large number of pockets on the train and said, "Uncle, let me tell you... that old bastard actually still has that much flour!"

Gao Wensheng wanted to cry but had no tears: "My Lord! You didn't rob the granary in the north? That doesn't belong to Rong Shihong."

"That's our handsome brother, from Zhang Haipeng's family!"

Jiang Cheng was shocked: "Wait a minute, isn't Rong Shihong stationed in Jinzhou? Who the hell is Zhang Haipeng, and why is he here?"

Hearing this name, he instinctively shuddered:
If I remember correctly, Zhang Haipeng's grandson was the leader of the puppet army during the Jiangqiao Anti-Japanese War.

Dissatisfied with the fact that Zhang Hanqing did not hand over the position of Heilongjiang Governor to himself after the old marshal's death, this grandson directly rebelled against the Japanese after the September 18th Incident. He led a large army to serve as the vanguard of the Japanese and fought a fierce battle with General Ma Zhanshan at Jiangqiao.

Damn it, if I had known it was his, I would not have just taken the car away, I should have set it on fire!
Gao Wensheng was not a time traveler, so it was impossible for him to know what happened later; but he was very clear that they had just stirred up a hornet's nest.

"Feilan, you may not know this, but this Zhang Haipeng... is also the commander of the 55th Brigade under Feng Delin. He is a sworn brother to our commander."

Gao Wensheng looked somewhat helpless. "His troops have been competing with Rong Shihong for territory since the beginning of this year. The granary should have been built only in the last two months."

"Really? In other words, Brigade Commander Zhang hasn't even warmed up this batch of delicious food and drinks yet, but we've already snatched... ahem, bought them?"

It was even more justified to rob the traitors, and since it was a stab at Feng Laosan's ass, he felt comfortable and happy doing it.

"We can't mess with Feng Lao San again. Making enemies repeatedly is like bringing disaster from the provincial capital to Xinmin. Feng Lao San can't beat Master Shuai, but it shouldn't be difficult for him to deal with us."

Gao Wensheng was still a bit conservative. "I'm afraid that you have already touched Rong Shihong, and then..."

"Uncle, what are you thinking about?" Jiang Cheng raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, revealing a few traces of mocking sneer, "Rong Shihong rushed into my house and tied up Huixin and Xiaojuan. If I don't kill him, won't I become a cuckold who is ridiculed by everyone?"

"Besides, I think that from the day we switched to Shuai Ye, Old Feng would definitely not tolerate us,"

"No matter if you provoke him or not, no matter how you provoke him, or if you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, this old bastard will only try every means to take our lives."

"That's how it is these days. If you have a backer and a territory, you need to have guns and soldiers. If you hope to keep a low profile and avoid the limelight, you will only end up being carved up by others!"

After saying this, Jiang Cheng no longer returned Gao Wensheng's gaze, and shouted to the brothers who were loading the truck quickly: "Brothers of the 53rd Brigade, hurry up!"

According to the five-day ration, food and drink were distributed; the remaining one-third was loaded onto trucks, and the remaining two-thirds were loaded onto the stolen trucks.

Led by Hai Pingchuan, two battalions served as the baggage support troops and marched towards Shanhaiguan along the highway.

The main force entered the pass and headed for Luanzhou, while the baggage train stayed on standby... After Fengtian issued the final order, Hai Pingchuan entered the pass with supplies.

When they leave Qinhuangdao, the baggage train will be waiting for them on the way back, just in time for them to receive supplies...

The timing was calculated just right.

But just as the 53rd Brigade got off Shanhaiguan, the General Staff Headquarters received a complaint from Zhang Haipeng.

They said that the granary was completely robbed and all the people were killed.

I suspect that it was done by the 53rd Brigade passing through Jinzhou. Let the commander make the decision.

"Be the master of his fucking chicken feathers, and just answer him with a big head of fat and say I don't know!"

Throwing the newspaper in his hand onto the table, the Marshal cursed with disdain, "Fuck that, he didn't take good care of his own granary, but let in a few gambling soldiers, he deserved it!"

"He's still looking for me to make the decision for him? Tell him that if he wants me to make the decision for him, I'll catch him red-handed first!"

"It's just empty talk. The Jiang family of the 53rd Brigade is not a pushover. Be careful or they will accuse him of false accusations!"

Yang Yuting's eyes showed a slightly playful smile: "Master Shuai, it is really possible that your brat did it——"

"His 53rd Brigade arrived in Jinzhou around midnight. The stationmaster reported that he saw a large amount of supplies being loaded onto the truck. Jiang Cheng also secretly towed three cargo carriages and put..."

Hearing this, Marshal Zhang pounded his fist on the table and stood up: "Lin Ge, did you pass?"

This was the first time he saw him so angry at him, and Yang Yuting stood up straight immediately.

"Let me ask you, have all the food and supplies been given to the 53rd Brigade? Are the rations enough?!"

As if seeing Yang Yuting's hesitation, he continued to growl forcefully, "Go to the front line. As the chief of the general staff, what are you going to do with the supplies?"

"Isn't this forcing the brat to find food and drink for the brothers along the way?"

"When the time comes, the blame will be on me, Zhang Yuting!"

"One said, 'You are stingy, I sent soldiers out without caring whether the brothers were hungry or not.' Another said, 'It was I, the commander, who sent soldiers out to rob other people's granaries!'"

"Yang Yuting, what on earth are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)