The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

That’s right. Judging from the course of history, Northeast China will inevitably rely on a large number of huge allies in the treaty alliance in the future... Their strength is so strong that even the latecomer superpower America will have a headache because of it, not to mention the European powers.

He cannot make a big enemy with Hong Su, otherwise there will be no peace in the Northeast in the future.

Moreover, in the next two wars, he will definitely have to cooperate with Hong Su... Leaving a way out when he has the upper hand now is also for future cooperation.

"Master Jiang, that's not what you meant?"

After his nephew finished speaking, Jiang Cheng did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the sand table with a sullen face. Duan Zhigui was somewhat nervous.

"That's half right."

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Liang Guangxi from the artillery regiment and Vasily who had gone out of the city to pursue the enemy came back.

They briefly reported the situation: the Russians did not take into account the formation when retreating, resulting in extremely heavy losses - and after all, it was a light tank with thin skin and thick flesh, and a burst of bombardment from the 75 gun almost destroyed one-third of it.

Moreover, the heavy artillery left a lot of craters on the ground. Most tanks of that era had clumsy tracks, and once they got stuck in them, they couldn't escape...

Coupled with the pursuit of the White Russian cavalry, their losses were even more severe - out of a force of several thousand people, only about one or two hundred escaped.

"here you go!"

Jiang Cheng was generous in his praise, praising his two generals repeatedly, and then loudly ordered, "Notify the returning brothers to celebrate!"

"It's just one or two days, don't worry about military discipline, drink... have fun!"

what?
The two were stunned.

You should know that the military discipline of the Jilin Army is the strictest among the provinces outside the Great Wall.

Not to mention the ban on opium, alcohol and prostitution were completely prohibited during marches and battles...

You actually let us have fun?

Vasily thought he had misheard, so he cleaned his ears to confirm, and then ran away happily;
Liang Guangxi, who has always been calm and composed, couldn't help but ask, "Master Jiang, are you kidding us?"

"Those Russians outside are really fierce. What should we do if they come again? We are all drunk and staggering. Who will defend us?"

As he said this, he glanced nervously at Wen Lina not far away.

"What? My words don't work? Just drink if I tell you to... But it's limited to two days!"

After saying this, Jiang Cheng slapped him on the butt, "Get lost, Master Jiang has other things to do!"

Liang Guangxi was happy. He turned around and disappeared in a flash, jumping and almost tripping at the door.

The uncle and nephew of the Duan family looked at each other, completely unaware of what Jiang Cheng was up to. He pulled Duan Congbin over and asked him to translate for him, asking her how many people had died in the city when the Japanese attacked Vladivostok, how many survivors had returned, and what the recent situation was like.

Although Wen Lina didn't know why the young commander suddenly mentioned these things, she still answered him in detail.

The devils have always been brutal. No matter where they invade, once they break into a city, they will kill people and plunder property and resources:

In the Vladivostok area, the resistance of the defenders was still fierce. When the battle started, more than a thousand people escaped. Now more than half of them have returned.

The situation in the Baikal region was even worse, with almost nine out of ten houses empty and almost no local residents left. Jiang Cheng nodded silently.

It was pretty much what he thought: they helped the old nobles occupy the land, and were indeed hated by the Reds, but these old Russians must hate the Japs, with whom they had a blood feud, even more!

Therefore, the several guerrilla forces that he had secretly supported before were all fighting the Japanese with their lives, and his strategy was correct.

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes and reiterated that he wanted to meet these ordinary people who returned to the city to stay... Not many, just a dozen representatives would be fine.

In addition, he also wanted to know how many elderly, weak, women and children were having difficulties in life - this time when he sent troops to Vladivostok, he had ample supplies of rations, bedding and other things, and he could share some of them.

Hearing these words, Wen Lina was completely dumbfounded.

The Duchess, who was over forty years old, was not short-sighted, but this was the first time she heard that a general leading troops to war was willing to distribute military rations to civilians!
In her opinion, as long as the army is at peace in the place where it is stationed, it is a first-class and well-trained team...

It’s good enough that they don’t rob, but they actually have to give us food, clothes and supplies!
The Duchess listened with her eyes wide open and her mouth open, then looked at Jiang Cheng with the same expression for a full minute. After confirming the affirmative look of the young commander, she turned to the "translator" Duan Congbin and asked him if he had heard it wrong.

"Master Jiang, I think I heard it wrong—"

In fact, Duan Congbin's worldview also exploded. He raised one hand and half covered his mouth and asked Jiang Cheng in a low voice, "Are you sure you want to provide these food and clothes for the civilians?"

Jiang Cheng glared at him: "What the hell, I'm joking with this old woman? Do you think I'm joking?"

Duan Congbin smiled bitterly: "But in my entire life, this is the first time I've heard of the army giving food and drink to the common people... Besides, these are not our own people!"

Jiang Cheng glared at him: "Why, Boss, I have to give up my position to you, right?"

The latter quickly bowed and said, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong. I won't talk nonsense anymore! I'll translate it right away..."

Duan Congbin repeated Jiang Cheng's meaning again, and Wen Lina was so moved that she almost cried. She expressed her gratitude again and again,
Although there are a lot of arable land near Vladivostok, the continuous wars have made civilians uninterested in farming and producing. Food is in short supply this year, and life is extremely difficult. Some people have already died of hunger.

She also said that the situation in Ussuriysk, near Lake Khanka and other places was even worse, and many people had starved to death.

"Now that I'm here, no one will be allowed to starve to death again!"

Jiang Cheng put his hands on his waist and announced loudly, "Just tell people to spread the word that the gates of Vladivostok are open, and anyone who is short of food and clothing can come. Anyone who needs help with farming and resuming production can also come!"

"My Jilin Army originated from the people. We come from the masses and go to the masses. The army and the people are united in restoring production!"

Duan Congbin's face twitched: "What you said... is, a bit trendy, I, I can't even translate it!"

…………

With this young general distributing food and drinks, who was no different from "Santa Claus", the whole of Vladivostok was plunged into a bustling joy.

At first, when the Jilin army entered the city to fight, the local civilians were actually very resistant.

After all, the shadow of the Japanese invaders' burning, killing and looting along the way was still there. Coupled with Su Hong's heavy artillery bombardment, they were naturally extremely nervous.

But soon he saw that many of the expeditionary forces were from his own tribe. These soldiers were dressed neatly and had a solemn appearance. It was obvious that they had received good training...

In addition, they were well fed, and their faces were fair and radiant. They drank, played instruments from their hometowns, and sang familiar songs, attracting many people to stop and watch. (End of this chapter)