The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Jiang Cheng naturally accepted all of it humbly, and at the same time timidly brought up the issue of the arms embargo on China.

In fact, the Marshal has been very upset recently... Unlike Jiang Cheng, the Marshal dislikes Westerners and has a relatively good impression of the Japanese -

And although the Marshal did not let the devils gain much advantage, his regime was relatively "pro-Japanese";
The Japanese have always maintained a supportive attitude towards him, selling him all their weapons, equipment, factory equipment, etc.

"Fuck it, if you didn't tell me about this, I wouldn't have remembered it!"

The handsome man slapped his thigh in anger, "The Japanese cheated me out of several million in one go."

"They said they would help me import a batch of foreign guns, gasoline and other things...but not only did they not deliver the goods to me, they also refused to refund my money!"

Although several million dollars may sound like a lot, it is really a drop in the bucket compared to buying weapons and equipment.

As for Zhi-Wan and even Yan Laoxi of Shanxi, they all suffered greater losses than this because of the "arms embargo".

"Well, not only you, Master Shuai... I, Master Wu, and my father, all had quite a few foreign goods delivered by the superiors blocked by this treaty."

Jiang Cheng sighed and said worriedly, "During this period, even the number of import and export ships at the Tumen River Port has decreased--"

"We can sell our goods, but we can't buy foreign goods... Even the gasoline supply has been cut in half! If this continues, the entire army will be grounded."

The Marshal raised his hand and gently waved at him from behind. He immediately glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, you bastard? You're just worrying about it. Why don't you think of a solution?"

As he said this, he pointed at his abdomen and said, "Where's the bad water in your belly? Pour some of it out quickly and think of a way to get it back!"

Jiang Cheng pretended to be innocent and shrugged: "Look at what you said, if there is really a way, wouldn't I want to do it?"

"You said hundreds. Master Wu and I have been cheated no less than you! Besides, Rehe has not been peaceful recently. Mongolia is in chaos every day. My father wants to go and suppress those bandits... But how can we do it without any weapons?"

"Isn't this the same person who asks me for help every day? I, I don't have any idea either!"

The Marshal rolled his eyes at him and said, "No way! If you say something stupid, I'll be really angry. I'll give you three months to find a way to get everyone's stuff back."

"Otherwise... hehe, I'll give it to you, and let you go with Feng Yong, and go to Xinmin to plant sweet potatoes for me!"

Although he knew he was joking, Jiang Cheng was also very clear in his mind:
The arms embargo on China that began in 1919 greatly affected the development of their strength.

If we cannot get the purchased items back as soon as possible, not only will Jilin's industrialization be delayed, but the development of the three northeastern provinces will also be affected.

You have to know that he has just introduced a large number of people from the mainland. If these people have no jobs and just go to farm and produce food, then he will have worked in vain.

"I know, sir. I am more anxious about this matter than you are—but don't worry. I will return to Jilin Prefecture in half a day and meet those foreign merchants."

Jiang Cheng said confidently, "Let's not talk about anything else. Americans are famous for being greedy. If they really want to secretly sell something to us... Hehe, I think they will get it in even if it's smuggled."

Marshal Zhang smiled with satisfaction, but soon added: "By the way, Lin Ge mentioned before: the war in Siberia has been going on for more than half a year, and the Japanese actually took another route to go around the Caucasus region."

"That's too far away. They're not going to attack us after they become powerful, are they?"

Jiang Cheng did not comment, thinking to himself: As he said, the Japanese are up to something, anyone with a little bit of common sense can see it:

The flames of war in Vladivostok had spread all the way to Baikal. Not to mention that the Red Soviets had formed a large number of guerrillas to resist, even the White Army was furious. Jiang Cheng had previously contacted two guerrillas and "fed" them from both ends, letting them fight a war of attrition and weaken each other.

However, the Russians were not stupid. Although they beat the Japanese, they were not used as guns at all.

"Don't worry, Master. You have to eat one bite at a time. You have to do this step by step."

Jiang Cheng smiled confidently, "I promise that by the beginning of next spring, I can take back the Vladivostok area!"

His eyes widened instantly, and the Marshal laughed out loud: "Good, good, good! What an ambitious boy..."

"You, haha, if you really take it back for me, I'm afraid the Zhang family's position as the top leader in the Northeast will have to be given to your Jiang family!"

On the contrary, it was this sentence that made a spark suddenly explode in Jiang Cheng's heart.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, but he quickly said calmly: "Master, if you keep talking like this, I will really resign immediately and grow sweet potatoes."

"I've said it before, the Jiang family is what it is today because of you, and you've carefully cultivated them... Everything I have is from the Zhang family!"

He rolled his eyes quickly and continued, "Right now, the Jiang family is loyal to you, and in the future they will be loyal to Han Qing. In the future, Chengye, Hongye, and Jiahe are all the young men of the Zhang family - how can there be any question of giving up the throne or not?"

The Marshal's expression softened slightly.

But he patted Jiang Cheng's shoulder again, his eyes showing some inexplicable meaning: "I am used to licking blood on the edge of a knife, I am afraid that day will come sooner rather than later!"

"This Northeast is full of mountains and hills, and there are tigers, leopards, wolves, jackals, and blind bears one after another. My child, if there really comes a day like that, you should give in to Han Qing and give the Zhang family a good ending!"

Is he serious?
Looking at the other party's strange eyes, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.

This warlord, whose life was full of legends, actually had his words come true.

"Please stop talking nonsense, haha."

Jiang Cheng suddenly put on a playful smile and said, "As for the situation in Northeast China, we will have more than ten years of good times in the future!"

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After returning to Jilin Prefecture a few days later, Jiang Cheng first met Zhang Shoufang.

She arrived at the capital two days earlier than Jiang Cheng, and did not see her father. She bypassed Fengtian and went straight to Jilin.

The tired-looking eldest lady washed and changed her clothes, then hugged her daughter and slept soundly for a whole day and night.

Jiang Cheng looked at the restaurant from the aisle: Zhang Shoufang was sitting at a lonely long table, eating, her body almost completely drooping over the table, eating in silence... She ate very slowly, but ate a lot.

"Sister, what kind of suffering did you suffer?"

Hai Huixin's voice was very low, but it interrupted Jiang Cheng's thoughts, "Master, when she was taking a bath, I secretly glanced at her and saw injuries on her body... and my daughter has them too!"

"I think I should report this to Master. We'd better not act on our own!" (End of this chapter)