Back to the Republic of China as a commander

Both Marx and Engels said that the stage of primitive accumulation of capital is full of evils.But my sinful first pot of gold, where are you, where are you?Wang Zhenyu looked at the end of the Yangtze River as if looking through the autumn water. There was only a piece of sky there, and the surging Yangtze River water was flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing. . .

On November 11th, just before his departure, Wang Longzhong's temperament suddenly changed, and he repeatedly urged Wang Zhenyu like an old woman.For example, if you want to listen to Commander Huang, you must be careful and prudent, lead your troops well, and turn in when you encounter risks. Don't take risks like Hankou. Those who like to take risks on this battlefield will basically die in the end.

Wang Zhenyu really felt the care from the heart of this clan uncle, nodded his head hastily, and ignored his words.

Finally, the big team had already set off, and Wang Longzhong suddenly turned his horse and ran back: "Look at this memory, uncle has forgotten one thing."

Wang Zhenyu was taken aback: "Uncle, tell me, I'll go and do it for you!"

Seeing how serious Wang Zhenyu said, Wang Longzhong said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, didn't we catch Song Xiquan who led the team to escape in Yueyang?"

Seeing that Wang Zhenyu didn't understand why, he added, "The military government in Hubei said that the officer who absconded with a large amount of ammunition has been handed over to your battalion for detention?"

"A large ticket of ammunition" Wang Zhenyu's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and a strange feeling emerged from his brain.He really didn't remember this person, because when he was disarmed and arrested, that Wang Zhenyu hadn't fallen off his horse, and this Wang Zhenyu was still selling steamed buns in later generations.Although I can be regarded as inheriting Wang Zhenyu's memory, it doesn't mean that I can find out everything at any time.

Wang Longzhong didn't care so much, and continued talking to himself: "We really didn't look at the arms. I guess they were either lost to this old bastard or found a place for him to hide them. I haven't found a chance to interrogate them all the time." , After we arrived in Hubei, we were busy moving defenses and fighting. In addition, no one in Hubei has asked about this matter. After a long time, I really forgot about this old boy. Now I am going back to Hunan. Strictly speaking, it's considered a runaway, and I really don't have the face to see Commander Huang. You just have to work hard, and tomorrow you will send all the dozen or so officers we caught to Commander Huang. How to interrogate is his business. , my old king doesn’t owe them anything!”

Wang Zhenyu didn't know when Wang Longzhong left. His thoughts were already focused on this "big ticket of ammunition".From later generations, he may not be clear about other things, but he remembers one sentence very clearly: Is there any business in this world that is more profitable than drugs, nothing else, but arms.

After thinking for a while, he called Ma Xicheng and asked quietly: "Cousin, are we holding a man named Song Xiquan here?"

Ma Xicheng nodded silently, it seemed that he was aware of this matter.

Wang Zhenyu turned his head and hugged Ma Xicheng's shoulder and whispered.Then he asked Zhao Dongsheng to come over, and whispered to them for a while, the two nodded repeatedly, and then left quickly.

At present, in the entire Second Battalion, Wang Zhenyu trusts these two most.Naturally, only these two can handle the most important matters.

In the evening, Wang Zhenyu, who had been busy for a whole day, finally returned to the battalion headquarters after patrolling the various shifts as usual.Just as he took off his shoes and lay down on the bed to take a breather, he saw Ma Xicheng hurried in in a white shirt, and he could smell blood on his body from a distance.At this moment, Wang Zhenyu remembered what he had told Ma Xicheng during the day, and his eyes lit up: "How is it? Did you ask clearly?"

Ma Xicheng looked around vigilantly and said in a low voice: "That surnamed Song is very hard-spoken, no matter how much he tortures him, he won't say anything. But one of his adjutants was frightened by Mr. Zhao so much that he recruited them all."

"Huh?" Wang Zhenyu regained his energy. He sat up and motioned for Ma Xicheng to continue.

"According to what the adjutant said, before fleeing with Song Xicheng, they snatched a full 200 made in Hanyang from the arsenal, and there were still about [-] million rounds of ammunition. They pulled about [-] vehicles that night."

It has been almost half a month since Wang Zhenyu came to this era, but judging from the speed at which the army’s damaged rifles are replenished, the production capacity is still very limited. There are [-] rifles every year, and the Hanyang Arsenal can’t produce enough. here.Hey, this Song Xiquan is really bold. After such a toss, the expansion plan of the Hubei People's Army is probably affected by his bastard.

"Where are those things? Where are they now?" The whereabouts of these things is what Wang Zhenyu is currently concerned about.

Ma Xicheng's voice became even softer: "The adjutant said that he was afraid of being chased and intercepted, so he didn't take him on the road at all. After he was pulled out of the arsenal by a car, Song Xiquan took his trusted officers to find a place by the Yangtze River and buried him. Yes. Not many people know about it, and apart from those who were killed by us in Yueyang, all the survivors are in our battalion’s hands. As for the place where the gun was hidden, the adjutant said that he was there at the time and could be found.”

Wang Zhenyu touched his cheek and thought for a while: "Notify Yang Wangui's left team to gather for Lao Tzu, and you and Lao Zhao will follow me in the battalion department..."

In the middle of the night, a militia army of about 200 people marched towards the Yangtze River with more than 20 carriages.The place where the guns are hidden is at least 20 miles away from the front line, so the inspections are not strict.Occasionally, when an inspector comes to investigate, the leading officer of this militia army will show a copy of the redeployment order issued by the wartime headquarters from his right breast pocket, and wave it in front of the investigator.This militia officer was Yang Wangui, captain of Wang Zhenyu's left team. As for the defense order, it was actually the order issued by Huang Xing for the defense of Qin Duankou.This was entirely kept by Wang Zhenyu out of curiosity about the so-called historical relics, and he didn't want to use it tonight.Fortunately, at this time, many people can't read and write. Generally, seeing that the red seal is correct and the password is correct, and the other party is indeed one of our own, naturally they will not doubt it any more, and let it go after hastily asking.All the way out of a woods by the river, none of the accidents that Wang Zhenyu was worried about happened.

Isn't it as bad as things can be?Why doesn't this Murphy's Law work this time, Wang Zhenyu whispered in his heart.

"My lord, this is the place. That's right, I remember this is the forest." Song Xiquan's adjutant had a pretty good memory.

Yang Wangui led his team into the woods, and according to the adjutant's instructions, he got out the large ticket of ammunition smoothly.Wang Zhenyu began to mutter again in his heart, the quantity of this batch of munitions is indeed a bit too large.

In the current situation, arms are more sought-after than gold.If someone with a heart knows, people like myself will definitely not want to leave Hubei alive.With [-] guns, the annual output of the Hanyang Arsenal is only [-]. Such a large batch of arms is enough to make everyone forget the class friendship of revolutionary comrades in arms.

Wang Zhenyu of later generations fantasized about his sudden windfall countless times, whether it was picking up Guo Meimei's wallet or winning the lottery.But when a windfall was in front of him, he hesitated and became afraid.He has already thought that not everyone can make a windfall, this thing is risky!

Opening one of the boxes, looking at the boxes made by Hanyang illuminated by torches, Wang Zhenyu's face turned blue and then pale, and he swallowed back and forth several times.Never mind, what is hesitation, wanting to eat meat but afraid of smell?Then I am afraid that I will accomplish nothing in this life like the future generations.

It's just a matter of thought, Wang Zhenyu thought for a while, and greed finally gained the upper hand.So he ordered Yang Wangui to lead people to take these large boxes back to the camp in a carriage, and when someone asked him, he said that they were transporting supplies to the front line.As for the transfer order, don't use it anymore. It's better to take it back and keep it for yourself, in case you encounter someone who knows the goods, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Yang Wangui is also a smart person. When he saw these black lacquered boxes, he knew what was inside without any experience.On the one hand, he was also very surprised by such a huge number; on the other hand, he was a little excited that Wang Zhenyu asked him to do this errand.From his point of view, Shangguan is willing to entrust himself with the shady affairs, which is called trust, and he must first finish the errands before saying anything.Therefore, he listened very carefully to Wang Zhenyu's repeated instructions, and immediately asked his brothers to load the boxes into the car and led the team to set off. .

Chapter 023

After watching Yang Wangui and others walk away, only Wang Zhenyu and the adjutant leading the way were left in the woods.The adjutant only thought that he wanted to give a reward and sent him away, so he kept nodding and bowing at Wang Zhenyu with a smile on his face.Seeing this little character who had no grudges in the past and no grudges in recent days, Wang Zhenyu couldn't help hesitating a bit, should he really kill him to silence him?

The hesitation was just a breath of time, and Wang Zhenyu figured it out. In fact, there is no difference between this life and the future life.There is still only the back and no background. If you want to be in the top position, you can only be more ruthless and powerful than others, otherwise you are living the Chinese dream.

This poor little adjutant, I, Wang Zhenyu, is a materialist who has been educated by the party for many years. He doesn't believe in any afterlife reports. In his opinion, the most important thing is to live well in this life.

Wang Zhenyu looked at the adjutant and smiled, "Tell me, how should I reward you?"

The adjutant felt relieved: "Of course it's according to your wishes, my lord. I can do whatever I want."

After talking about the adjutant, he laughed. Wang Zhenyu glanced at Ma Xicheng and smiled at the adjutant.

The understanding Ma Xicheng gave Zhao Dongsheng behind the adjutant a wink, and then Zhao Dongsheng's big hand went around the adjutant's neck from behind and covered his mouth.

The adjutant immediately understood everything, tried his best to vent his anger, and pulled Zhao Dongsheng's big hand with both hands in horror, but only had time to utter a soft sound.Within two sounds, the dagger slashed fiercely across the adjutant's throat.

A look of horror shot out from the adjutant's eyes, and he stared firmly at Wang Zhenyu who was still standing opposite with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, if this ammunition leaks out, I and my hundreds of brothers will die. I've wronged you, friend." These were the last words Wang Zhenyu said to the adjutant.

Zhao Dongsheng immediately let go of his hand, and the adjutant fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, huddled up, his hands trying to cover his cut throat, trying to block the blood that was constantly spraying out and hissing, his eyes Still staring at Wang Zhenyu's direction, he twitched a few times before dying.

The whole process lasted only ten seconds, but Wang Zhenyu regretted it a little. Maybe he shouldn't stand here and watch Zhao Dongsheng's hands.Although he has also killed people, shooting the Beiyang army at the station is not the same thing as killing people here.

Killing people at the station is because the person being killed is an enemy, and not killing means being killed.And killed the adjutant in front of him because he was an enemy?Has he really become a ruthless and ruthless person?Wang Zhenyu felt a trace of guilt in his heart.

Wang Zhenyu quickly found an excuse for himself, and his behavior of silence was completely for the safety of himself and the nearly thousand brothers under him.Besides, what is there to be afraid of, isn’t it just Brother Bull Head and Horse Noodle?It's not that I haven't seen it before, let them come to me if I have the ability, as a materialist, I happen to have an old score to settle with them!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenyu seemed to become fearless again.

Ma Xicheng and Zhao Dongsheng obviously didn't like thinking about things as much as Wang Zhenyu did, so they quickly buried the adjutant's body.The pit was ready-made, but the contents inside changed from ammunition to corpses. After doing all this, the three walked out of the woods.

Before dawn the next day, Ma Xicheng followed Wang Zhenyu's order and woke Tao Zhiyue, Song Haomin and other guards from the battalion department from their beds.It is said that under the urgent order of Commander-in-Chief Huang of the wartime headquarters, more than a dozen defected officers including Song Xicheng were executed on the spot as an example to others.This order is naturally nonsense, because Huang Xing had decided to resign and go east to Nanjing a few days ago, and he boarded a British passenger ship in Hanyang yesterday, leaving Wuhan one step ahead of Wang Longzhong. The only difference from history is that he did not escape this time. Handsome "reputation" hand in hand.

Even if Tao Zhiyue, Song Haomin and others had doubts, they couldn't find the resigned Commander-in-Chief Huang.As for why these guards were chosen to carry out the shooting, it was purely Wang Zhenyu's personal dark psychology. It is probably the same as some college girls or working girls who stumbled and dragged their classmates and workmates into the sea in later generations.

However, this worry proved to be unnecessary afterwards, because the guards showed no resistance and did not ask any questions.In this era of being overwhelmed by revolutionary enthusiasm, killing has become a very noble job.

When they arrived at the execution ground according to the order, Song Xiquan and the others were already tied up and gagged with coarse cloth. Although they struggled desperately and kept moaning, they were taken to the wasteland to be executed by shooting, and their bodies were buried on the spot.Wang Zhenyu watched the shooting process from a distance, and felt relieved when he saw that nothing happened.

During this period, he kept saying to himself: I have no grievances or enmities with you, and it is absolutely necessary to take your life.You have dedicated your life to the great cause of the nation. After you go down, you can be a ghost with peace of mind. I will let people burn more paper money for you. Remember to say hello to me when you see a bull head and a horse face.Tell them casually, in the future when I, the big villain, goes down, there will still be a bill to settle. (The bull-headed horse sneezed fiercely, and said angrily: "You, don't you bring such a threat to ghosts?")

He killed all the dozen or so people who knew about it in one go, and while his conscience was being blamed, Wang Zhenyu still didn't feel safe.This batch of munitions would definitely have no way to be transported back to Hunan. In later generations, he liked to read the biography of Zhang Zuolin, in which he came to the conclusion that warlords like to surround a certain important person with soldiers and rob them at every turn.Among the more famous ones, Zhang Zuolin surrounded Duan Zhigui, the Fengtian governor who had resigned and returned to Beijing. That way, Duan Zhigui left his underwear as a souvenir for the people of Northeast China.

The most famous one is not Zhang Zuolin and Marshal Zhang, but Ni Sichong, the governor of Anhui.He directly led his troops to surround Feng Guozhang, who was still the head of state at the time and was about to return to Nanjing.You must know that Feng Guozhang returned to Nanjing to avoid disaster, but he brought a full guard of the pistol brigade with him in the car.As a result, before getting off the train at the station, Ni Sichong sent people to block them all in the carriage with machine guns and obediently disarm them. In the end, the weeping Feng Guozhang had to go back to Beijing to complete the resignation procedures very aggrieved.In the end, Marshal Feng, who lost his prestige, had to withdraw from the Chinese political arena and died in depression.

Wang Zhenyu doesn't consider himself a big shot, but under the current circumstances, he can be regarded as a small character who seems to have become famous in one shot.If they were surrounded by others, the ending would probably be more expensive than Duan Zhi, and Feng Guozhang would be more tearful.

Far away, the biggest problem now is that Wang Zhenyu really wants this batch of arms, but he can't take them away.How to do this?

You must know that for this batch of arms, Wang Zhenyu, a semi-materialist and semi-idealist who has been receiving traditional red positive education and knows that hell really exists, has come out of no conscience to kill people twice.If you let him vomit out the fat that he ate to the mouth and obediently give it to the Hubei military government, then it would be better to just let him die.

But Wang Zhenyu really couldn't come up with any solution. He didn't have any acquaintances in the territory of Hubei anyway. No matter whether it was the underworld or the white way, or the water and land routes, they were all impassable.

The days passed day by day, and the time soon entered December of 1911.