The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 27 Showing Merits
The Japanese troops stationed nearby are not making any movement?

Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"It's possible that the Machino who came today is still active nearby."

Jiang Lanxuan tilted his head and looked at his son with a smug smile.

It seems that the "share money" given to this little day today was not wasted...

In the future, we can make more use of this greedy bastard and find ways to get more useful intelligence and information.

Of course, these are all things that happened later. Jiang Lanxuan didn't mention anything specific to Li Shitou, Yang Hong and others, so he naturally wouldn't mention it either.

"Shitou, your raid tonight was done very well. The camp will give you a credit!"

Jiang Lanxuan first praised him, then said, "Take the brothers back to rest first—"

"Yang Hong and his brothers continue to patrol. If they find any suspicious persons, they can be shot on the spot without reporting to me!"

Li Shitou, Yang Hong and others saluted in unison, turned around and trotted out.

Only the Jiang family father and son and Gao Wensheng were left in the office... Jiang Cheng first turned his head and saw them running away with the help of the light in the corner of the military camp, then he turned back and whispered, "Dad, is there any news about Uncle Hai?"

"Damn it, there was an idiot under Li Shitou's command just now. Before he could get the order -"

"We saw a deserting Jap running out of the woods and started shooting, and then we just..."

Jiang Lanxuan frowned: "I know."

He took another deep breath and said, "The brothers under my command are all veterans from the original 28th Division. Most of them are former stable men and grooms. It is quite good for them to be able to shoot and ride horses."

In fact, Jiang Cheng also understood it in his heart.

Not to mention compared with modern armies, he knew best the quality of the Fengtian Army at that time, even compared with the soldiers during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression.

The term "zhuangding" sounds nice. Even those generals who could be counted were either green forest bandits or low-level troublemakers.

Relying on their strong and powerful loose troops and foreign guns and cannons, they were able to deal with a few bandits and horse bandits. However, when they fought the Zhili clique for the first time, they were really embarrassed.

It is basically a dream to expect the current Fengtian Army to have any military proficiency. If Jiang Cheng had not come up with a series of clever strategies and surprise attacks, how could they have defeated Benzi?

"We also know this,"

Jiang Cheng scratched his hair in annoyance. "Dad, I'm worried that the attack will turn into a skirmish because of that gunshot."

"The Japanese have withdrawn their outposts that they were originally going to set out from, or they may bring back the Mongolian bandits hiding in Siping to deal with Uncle Hai. That will make it difficult to fight!"

How could Jiang Lanxuan not know?
Gao Wensheng glanced at the father and son, whose expressions were getting uglier, and then he said softly, "After your father learned about this, he sent another team of people to Siping for reinforcement."

"So that if Haizi loses the battle, he can immediately go to Siping to call for reinforcements."

Jiang Lanxuan lifted his eyelids and looked at the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "The garrison commander of Siping is your fifth uncle Du Haisheng, and they are both loyal to each other."

"If Haizi's attack fails, we will definitely send reinforcements."

Isn't this right?
If they were really as well-advanced and well-adjusted as he described, why did their expressions look so ugly?

Just as he was about to ask more, Jiang Lanxuan said, "Feilan, it's getting late... You've been tossing and turning for almost a whole day and night, go back and have a good rest first."

"Your uncle and I will take care of the camp's affairs."

Jiang Cheng was still worried: "Dad, I'm not tired! By the way, if that Japanese guy Machino hadn't said that Beidaying was going to rebel today, should we follow Master Shuai..."

Seeing Jiang Lanxuan's face darken, Gao Wensheng dragged his body, which had just recovered from the gunshot wound, and took him in his arms, gently pushing him out while saying, "Alright, Feilan, it's getting late, you should go back and rest!"

"Didn't your father say it? All matters in the camp, big or small, involving us Xinmin, are handled by your father and me!" As he said this, he called two sentries from under the corridor of the barracks and urged them to take the young master back to rest.

How could Jiang Cheng be willing to go back now?

But everyone else was pushed out, and I saw that my uncle had locked the door.

Is there something wrong?
Or maybe I feel that I have changed too much and I am doubting something...

No, it should be neither.

If that's the case, why did they drive away both deputy battalion commanders?
Could it be,
That’s right, something big must have happened in the provincial capital.

This occurred to him on the way home.

The struggle between Zhang and Feng over the high-ranking military governor position in Fengtian Province almost reached a white-hot stage.

As subordinates of Feng Delin of the 28th Division, they withdrew from the provincial capital at such a critical time, and there was a high probability that they had aroused Feng Delin's suspicion.

However, Marshal Zhang would not consider their surrender just because they "retreat", let alone give them protection.

Feng Delin and Tang Yulin had already completed the soul binding at this time - the reckless Erhu, because of his failure in confrontation with Wang Yongjiang, was willing to be a pawn and secretly contacted the capital to force the Marshal to step down.

The consequence was that he lost his official position and was forced to move to Xinmin.

If that really happens, they will have neither Feng Delin's protection nor the Marshal's support... The Xinmin territory they just acquired might be taken away by that ferocious Tang Yulin.

"They must have used some channels to confirm that what I said before was true."

Jiang Cheng muttered to himself as he returned to the room. He took off his wet coat and threw it aside. He then laid back on the bed with his hands on his head. "Now, it all depends on Hai Rusong!"

Yes, if the troops go out of Siping and defeat one of the rebel forces, they can bring the bandit leader to the provincial capital to report their achievements.

At that time, if Dad expressed his intention to join Master Shuai, their territory would be secure!

"Forget it, forget it, let's not think about it for now."

Fatigue swept over him like a tide, and Jiang Cheng really felt exhausted.

The young master did quit smoking opium through his own efforts, but his physical condition has not fully recovered and his energy is not very good.

He kicked off his military boots, put on his clothes, pulled the quilt over him, and fell into a deep sleep. He didn't wake up until almost two o'clock the next afternoon.

His stomach had been growling with hunger, and as soon as Jiang Cheng opened his eyes he started yelling for Aunt Chen.

"Hey, Master is coming."

"You were sleeping the whole time and I didn't dare to come in and disturb you..."

The woman who came in trotting in wiped her hands on her dark blue apron and walked forward to say with a slightly annoyed look, "Oh, young master, I didn't see you getting into a muddy puddle."

"You've become a land god, so just go to sleep on the kang—"

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and noticed that his underwear was covered in half-dried mud, and the sheets and quilts were all dirty.

He came back from the raid late last night without changing his clothes or washing up, so you can imagine how dirty he was.

He smiled, got up, stretched his waist and said, "I'm hungry, hurry up and make me something to eat!"

"You look like a mud monkey. Change your clothes and wash your face first."

Glancing at him with a slightly annoyed look, Aunt Chen smiled and took clothes and pants from the closet, and went to get a basin of hot water, "Hurry up and wash up and come over. Your father asked someone to go to the street to buy you some braised pork."

(End of this chapter)