The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 35 Curfew
In fact, Jiang Cheng and Gao Wensheng still had something to say, but after today's continuous torment, Jiang Cheng was already yawning on the way back.

The three of them left the room one after another. He went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, changed into a Russian-style wide robe and pajamas, and lay down.

No matter how many things were weighing on his mind, Jiang Cheng fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, Jiang Cheng handed the governor's approval to Gao Wensheng. After all, in name only, he was the chief of staff of the regiment.

This old uncle is more familiar with things like approving military supplies, receiving commendations, and handling staffing documents.

But then again, he is currently just a platoon leader appointed by his father and has no real power in the team.

Of course, he had no intention of taking power in his father's army from the beginning.

Because Jiang Cheng firmly believes that all eggs should never be put into the same basket - the 28th Division will definitely lose power in the future!

Helping Dad to grab territory and gain more benefits is one thing;

He is determined to build a team that belongs only to him and will never be dragged down by his superiors in the future.

Looking at Feng Province, the struggle between the Feng and Zhang factions was just the exposure of the contradictions among the old Zhang faction that were not in line with the interests of development.

The Marshal started an uprising at Bajiaotai, claiming that they were a militia... but in fact, they were no different from local bandits.

However, every one of his old friends who followed him to "conquer the world" was unambitious and uneducated. It was simply a fantasy to expect them to govern the Northeast.

Besides, apart from Wu Dashetou and Zhang Fuchen, who are relatively loyal, the rest are almost as good as him, Feng and Tang, when it comes to counting the beads on an abacus.

Jiang Cheng let out a long sigh as he watched Gao Wensheng, dressed in military uniform, walk away from the window on the third floor.

Now that the Marshal is firmly in power, these old guys who are always making a fuss are unable to govern the territory, and instead are causing trouble all day long because of their ruffian nature.

But each of them holds military power... So faced with this situation, the Marshal began to win over and cultivate a large number of "new-style figures" to compete with these old guys!
That's what I meant. It must be a good opportunity for a young man like him.

Set up a new stove and develop and grow——

The prerequisite for all this is that he has to go to the Military Academy.

If nothing unexpected happens, this session of the Military Academy should start on time in the fall.

He, Xiao Zhang, Xue Cheng and other second-generation warlords will all attend.

And he planned to take Shanghai Pingchuan to study with him.

"What are you looking at so intently?"

Just as he was thinking about the future development trend, he heard Hai Pingchuan asking softly behind him.

"Well, look at the sky—"

Jiang Cheng turned around and smiled, "The weather feels gloomy, and it seems like it's going to rain again."

"Yes, it still feels like a heavy rain..."

As he said this, Hai Pingchuan stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, "If I had known this would happen, I would definitely not have let my sister go shopping."

"Ah, where did she go? She went out so early in the morning?"

Hearing the question, Hai Pingchuan scratched his head: "Well, it's not a big deal. He said that he received a call from Miss Jiang in the morning and made an appointment with a few girls to go to Shenhai Market."

You're so flattered by my compliment yesterday. Are you really planning to be a socialite and gather intelligence everywhere?

Jiang Cheng was truly speechless, and quickly said, "Did you ask anyone to follow you? There are rioters in the city right now, and it's not even as safe as Xinmin. It's better not to run around."

"Hey Fei Lan, you know my sister, so I have to be able to talk to her." The two chatted about the situation in Feng Province and the army. The sun gradually turned low, and Hai Huixin didn't come back after lunch. The two of them became a little anxious while waiting.

Just when they were planning to go to Shenhai Market to find her, they didn't expect that this unruly and coquettish young lady would come back by herself.

He just looked angry, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

"What's going on? Who made our young lady angry?"

Jiang Cheng grinned and walked forward, intending to amuse the beauty, but she walked in with her skirt lifted slightly, and sat down on the leather sofa in the hall angrily: "I'm so pissed! Sister Yu's breaking of the appointment was already a big disappointment..."

"I made an appointment with a few sisters to go shopping, but I didn't expect the market was closed!"

"There were a lot of soldiers on the street, telling us to go home quickly and that there was a curfew..."

As she spoke, she raised her pretty face and glared at Jiang Cheng, "Feilan, why is there a curfew in broad daylight?"

Seeing that she was a little angry, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but find it funny, but just as the smile appeared on his face, he suddenly shuddered: "Wait a minute?"

"What did you say, curfew?"

Shocked by his sudden change of expression, Hai Huixin blinked and stood up: "Yeah, I heard those soldiers say that, what's the matter?"

Jiang Cheng and Hai Pingchuan looked at each other in bewilderment. Jiang Cheng instinctively felt that something was wrong. However, Gao Wensheng, who had gone to the military to approve documents, also turned back.

"Damn it, nothing goes right today!"

It was just past noon, and the already hot and humid weather was even more oppressive. There was no one else in the hall except the two Russian waiters.

Gao Wensheng was somewhat annoyed when he saw them all there, "They said that the approval documents can't be processed now, and neither the money nor the equipment can be approved."

"He said he would come back to the city in a couple of days... Damn it, it's such a long way back and forth, how can I have the time to go back and forth to the provincial capital all the time?"

Jiang Cheng was stunned, but he soon realized something was wrong: "Uncle, this is wrong!"

"Something big must be happening in the city. The military is holding back money and equipment, and they are planning to mobilize the troops!"

The three were shocked when they told him this, but Jiang Cheng lowered his head and began to think: Could it be that we have to start replacing the 53rd Brigade so soon?
wrong……

Jiang Cheng had a feeling something was wrong when he was distracted. Suddenly, there was a burst of chaos on the street outside the hotel gate:
The fully armed Hei Pi rushed in from outside, ignoring the obstruction of the Russian security personnel, and directly announced the order of the governor, imposing a curfew on the entire Fengtian City, and no one was allowed to go out with immediate effect.

Several men who were coming downstairs to go to the billiard room were so frightened that they quickly went upstairs to their rooms;
At this time, more guests living here also rushed back one after another. They should be similar to Hai Huixin, all of them were rushed back by the soldiers.

Judging from their panting and frightened appearance, these soldiers were obviously much more "gentle" than the ones Hai Huixin and her friends encountered.

Jiang Cheng and others quickly exchanged glances and hurriedly turned back into the house.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Hai Pingchuan's heart was pounding. He ran to the window carefully and looked out. He saw groups of soldiers passing by on the street, and there was also movement in another direction that he couldn't see.

Apart from the muffled shouts of commands such as "speed up" and "follow up", the orderly and dense footsteps lasted for a full three hours.

The four of them looked at each other, even Hai Huixin, who was always known for her boldness, turned pale: "Uncle, Feilan, I'm scared!"

"Don't be afraid."

Jiang Cheng raised his hand and gently patted her trembling shoulders, "We are in the house, we are safe now!"

(End of this chapter)