Chapter 373 Tanks Enter the City
The smiling face suddenly disappeared, and at first glance it looked a little ferocious.

Especially Yu Fengzhi noticed those bottomless pupils and shuddered sincerely.

"Feilan, I..."

She was speechless for a moment, and after a long time she shrank to the other side of the seat - since Cai Chanjuan's death, the young general who used to be gentle, friendly, and even a little playful also disappeared.

His current temperament was so cold and solemn that Yu Fengzhi held her breath.

She racked her brains to think of a lie to get away with it, but looking back at those eyes, she really didn't dare.

"I,"

After taking a deep breath, she decided to tell the truth. "What do you want me to do? My father-in-law got really angry with me when he came back from the interior..."

"Han Qing also thought I was ignorant and asked me what I was doing in Changchun."

As she spoke, she herself did not understand why her heart was beating so fast that she could hardly organize her words. "My father-in-law asked me to come and check out the situation in Changchun. He said that I would take care of the family business and he believed that I could be impartial. "

"But then he asked about the equipment in Shanghai. What do you want me to say? He couldn't just ask me. I..."

Jiang Cheng was very satisfied with her hasty defense, and immediately interrupted her with a smile: "I understand. You and I know exactly how shrewd our master is——"

"If you try to cover it up for me and he finds out from others, he won't be able to trust you anymore in the future."

As if he didn't take it to heart at all, Jiang Cheng continued, "Even if you don't tell me now, if this tank is sent back, it will alert Mr. Shuai sooner or later."

"Big sister, to put it bluntly, if you don't act as the middleman now, no matter if it's me or Mr. Shuai, they're all targeting you!"

Yu Fengzhi was confused.

broken.

If he really said so, then from the very beginning, Marshal had no intention of allowing Zhang Zuoxiang and Jiang Cheng to "independently" develop Jilin.

"So what you mean is that my father-in-law..."

Hearing that the resistance in her tone was no longer that strong, Jiang Cheng immediately struck while the iron was hot and said, "Sister, I think you should stop refusing. I've already told you - our handsome master also agrees that you can get involved in Jilin's business."

"I've thought about it and decided that since my elder sister is here, we have to do serious business. Otherwise...how can I show my elder sister's ability?"

This flattery made Zhang Tingshu grin: "I say, Master Shuai often talks about the sour farts of scholars - they stink, so stink!"

After saying a joke, he turned around and said to Yu Fengzhi: "Sister, I think you have agreed! Anyway, Mr. Shuai must agree, I am listening right here..."

"Besides, please have some pity on me, your brother. If this kid farts again, I will be sick with the stink!"

These words made her laugh out loud, and the matter was tentatively settled...

Jiang Cheng has his own considerations. The vehicles heading north are about to arrive, and the tanks will inevitably make their official debut in the battle of Heilongjiang and Jilin.

Once this thing appears on the battlefield in Northeast China, not only will it scare Bao Guiqing silly, but Marshal Zhang will certainly be wary as well.

Dragging Yu Fengzhi into the water and then giving the Zhang family some tangible benefits can quickly delay Old Zhang's suspicion of him... Just imagine, who would take benefits for nothing and then doubt an obedient and capable subordinate?
"Don't be so harsh. The most knowledgeable person in this car is you, Zhang Tingshu!"

Jiang Cheng glared at him in feigned anger. The two of them immediately started bickering in the car, neither of them giving in, and the atmosphere soon became relaxed.

But a huge stone always weighed on Zhang Tingshu's heart - business is business, but what's the point of talking about business if he can't even keep his territory and his life and property?

Besides, in order to get Feng Delin to take action, Jiang Cheng actually promised Feng Yong the future rear base;
If they lose Jilin, they might not even have a chance to make a comeback!
With these things still on my mind, the convoy finally returned to Changchun.

It was almost noon. Changchun was still in the depths of winter in early February of the lunar calendar, but today the weather was fine and the bright sunshine spread over the city, giving them a vague feeling that spring was approaching.

Then the convoy was blocked in the street... As the war approached, the entire Changchun and even the cities in the entire Jilin Province were preparing for war. Some people had already left the city in advance, and some, even if they did not flee, stayed at home and would not go out unless it was something important.

But today is also strange, the streets are full of people...as if the whole city has flocked to this street.

"My goodness, is this a big fair or is there something exciting to see?"

As Zhang Tingshu finished speaking, they all saw the thing that attracted most of the city at the same time.

The huge iron vehicle was pushed into the middle of the road by the crowd. The first thing that caught the eye was the heavy iron body.

The garage was nearly two zhang long, and nearly ten zhang wide and high; the huge artillery position was like a fortified bunker.

tank.

To be precise, its name is "Renault", Renault FT-17 light tank.

These were the first batch of tanks produced in France, and also the world's first turret tank capable of 360-degree rotation... The French army was only equipped with them in early 1918, but fighting on the World War I front had almost stopped across the board.

Now, Jiang Cheng began to "pick up" these military surpluses that were not used on the battlefield and bring them back to the Northeast one by one!
That’s really interesting… Didn’t you say before that the tanks were dismantled into parts?
Did he load up two cars and drive them into the city on purpose to show off?
No matter what the situation was, the two big iron machines in front of him made Jiang Cheng's eyes light up.

Now, it’s going to be fun.

"My God."

Yu Fengzhi raised her slender hands to cover her mouth. The woman's beautiful eyes were filled with shock and fear.

Jiang Cheng smiled faintly.

He patted Han Ming, who was also stunned, and said, "Still looking? Go, quickly get someone to clear the place and make a way out for me."

"More and more people will come to watch the fun. How are we going to get our stuff back home?"

Han Ming then responded by rolling down the car window and loudly giving orders to the guards. Soon the crowd was dispersed by the guards, and then Huang Yongan, who was in charge of the inner city defense, arrived with the soldiers guarding the city.

Seeing Jiang Cheng, they all stood at attention and saluted. The whole street was divided into roads by soldiers... With a rumbling sound of the engine, the tanks that had resumed operation began to move forward slowly.

The whole street seemed to be shaken by the two tanks. The people were amazed, and some even cheered, saying "victory is inevitable."

They all heard that there was going to be a war, and they were all afraid that the Heilongjiang Province army would move south and destroy the cities that had just begun to recover.

"I've heard of French tanks, but I didn't expect that this thing would actually..."

Even Zhang Tingshu couldn't find an adjective for a moment. Jiang Cheng turned his gaze to the outside of the car window. All his subordinates, including Huang Yongan who had rushed over, were shocked.

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