Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Nanjing.

The mourning hall of Honggong Temple.

In the quaint lounge, a telegram was placed on the table, and the people in the lounge were all in a deep voice.

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. How can we arrange it? Three consecutive times, all our arrangements have been rejected. The attendant room...what does this mean?"

Dai Shanwu finally lost his temper and started yelling first.

It was the attendant's office that appointed him as the director of the funeral committee, but it was also... the attendant's office that rejected his funeral arrangements three times in a row!

What exactly do you need to do to be satisfied?

The other people in the room looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. What exactly did that mean?
We were not satisfied with the arrangements reported the first time. Okay, that was our inconsiderateness.

I’m not satisfied with the arrangement I reported the second time. OK, I’ll change it!
But it can happen once or twice, how can it happen three times?

The third time, I was still not satisfied!
Someone suggested: "How about we ask Attendant Zhuang? Attendant Zhuang is busy in Nanjing, so he is nearby."

Attendant Zhuang stayed at the Honggong Temple for several days. He was friendly and never arrogant. He also told Dai Shanwu that he could come to him if he had any difficulties.

Now, why not find him?
Dai Shanwu was tempted, but someone else said, "It's better to find Officer Zhang than to find Attendant Zhuang."

As soon as he finished speaking, his companion winked at him, and he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

As expected, Dai Shanwu's face showed anger: "Without Zhang Anping, my father's funeral can't be held?"

Everyone was silent.

Dai Shanwu stood up angrily, and quickly tore off his mourning clothes, saying angrily:

"I will go and look for Attendant Zhuang in person. My father and Attendant Zhuang are very close friends, and Attendant Zhuang will definitely give me some advice on this matter."

Everyone in the room was silent. After watching Dai Shanwu leave, they shook their heads and sighed. No one knew what Dai Shanwu was thinking. He didn't want to worship the big Buddha that was so close to him, but had to find someone else.

However, as long as the problem can be solved... that's good enough.

But did Dai Shanwu solve the problem?

Three hours later, Dai Shanwu came in a daze. Facing a group of people who were eager to inquire about the news, his face was ashen and he did not speak for a long time.

Everyone knew that Dai Shanwu was upset, so they gave him space to grieve alone.

After everyone left, Dai Shanwu smashed and looted things angrily, then put on mourning clothes again, suppressed his anger, and walked towards the restaurant not far from the Honggong Temple.

That was where Zhang Anping was staying.

At the door, a waiter from the hotel stopped Dai Shanwu and said, "Director Dai."

Dai Shanwu was furious. "I'm wearing mourning clothes, so I can't enter the restaurant? Believe it or not, I will smash your shabby store right now!"

"Director Dai, the teacher asked me to tell you that he knows about it. You don't need to ask for instructions for now. Wait for his notification."

The servant's address to Zhang Anping instantly turned Dai Shanwu into a quail, and he no longer had any ruthlessness. However, these nonsensical words made him feel sour and hateful again. He wanted to say something harsh, but when he saw the servant looking at him with cold eyes, he realized that the current "Dai Shanwu" was no longer the Dai Shanwu of the past.

Dai Shanwu was unwilling to give up and called Zhang Anping by name: "Tell Zhang Anping, I know."

The servant had no expression, only disappointment in his eyes. Although it was a pity that a tiger father had a dog son, it was much better than a tiger father having a bug son!
Director Dai was a wise man all his life, but he gave birth to such a "bug", which is really a pity.

Out of consideration for Dai Chunfeng, the members of Zhang's faction should not have been indifferent to Dai Shanwu, but this idiot actually pointed at Zhang Anping in Dai Chunfeng's mourning hall and cursed him as the mastermind behind the conspiracy to kill Dai Chunfeng - this behavior not only made him lose all points in front of the members of Zhang's faction, but also made him owe points.

this is:

Negative impression points!
It would be strange if any member of Zhang's faction would treat him well!
……

Inside the private room, Zhang Anping and Zeng Moyi stood in front of the window, watching Dai Shanwu, dressed in mourning clothes, leave in a desolate manner.

Zeng Moyi couldn't bear it after all: "You should actually meet him, he is helpless now, eh."

"It would be better to teach him a lesson so he doesn't commit suicide in the future." Zhang Anping said coldly, and then said with a complicated expression: "I just didn't expect that my cousin's funeral would become a means of threatening me!"

“This… the human heart!”

Dai Shanwu went to look for Zhuang Weihong—but he didn't see him at all.

No, to be precise, even though they passed by each other, Zhuang Weihong ignored Dai Shanwu.

How could this news be hidden from Zhang Anping?

The three telegrams sent by the funeral committee requesting funeral arrangements were all rejected. Dai Shanwu did not understand the meaning of this, and the Dai family members on the funeral committee were also puzzled. But Zhang Anping understood it very well!
Threat!

If you, Zhang Anping, cannot resolve the issue of the reorganization of the Military Control Commission quickly and decisively, Dai Chunfeng will never have peace.

This may not be the intention of the chief attendant, but it must have been approved by the chief attendant.

Moreover, Zhang Anping suspected that Tang Zong was involved in this - in the entire National Government, Tang Zong was probably the only one who had studied Zhang Anping's character so thoroughly.

Zeng Moyi was stunned: "Is this directed at you?"

"If it wasn't aimed at me, why would you keep rejecting it? Why would Zhuang Weihong deliberately pass by Dai Shanwu and ignore him?"

"It's just that this is so immoral that they can't say it out loud!"

To be honest, Zhang Anping had never overestimated the integrity of the Nationalist Government, but reality once again refreshed Zhang Anping's perception of it.

The reorganization of the Military Control Commission is indeed a quagmire. For now, only he who took the initiative to join the game has the ability to resolve it.

But, there is really no need to threaten Dai Chunfeng with his funeral!
But there is really no such thing!

If it were any other powerful general in the National Army, someone would naturally speak up for them and they would not do such an immoral thing.

But who made it possible for Dai Chunfeng to be buried?

Even though the Military Intelligence Bureau tried its best to defend the profession of spy, the word "spy" and this name are really notorious in China.

As a result, when such a ridiculous thing happened in the attendant's room, no one spoke up for justice!

(Forget it, I'll still defend the Nationalist government: the Nationalist government in history probably didn't do this, this is a plot fabricated by the damn author. In history, he died in a plane crash on March 3, and was buried in June. Well, the coffin was only kept for about 17 days.)
Zeng Moyi was stunned, then said worriedly, "The time is so tight, and you are doing such hard work, it must be difficult to do it."

Zhang Anping smiled and said meaningfully:
"When time is short and you are in a hurry, it is easy to make... mistakes!"

……

Since Zhang Anping realized that he was being controlled again and had no room for resistance, he could only... accept his fate.

Therefore, after understanding the "superior's intention", Zhang Anping rushed to Shanghai.

The first strike, kill first... the loyal rescue army!

Longhua Airport.

After getting off the plane, Zhang Anping looked around as he walked towards the jeep not far away. He didn't see anyone waiting for him with a 40-meter-long sword, so when he saw Xu Baichuan wearing sunglasses and looking cool by the car, he said with regret:

"I thought the people at Longhua Airport would greet me with machine guns."

"Hahaha, Anping, you really are just trying to make the world a mess!"

Xu Baichuan burst into laughter when he heard this.

Compared to Xu Baichuan's reaction which was like hearing a joke, several ground crew members were covered in cold sweats.

No wonder the newly appointed officer said that this place was plagued by the God of Plague - he really deserves the name of the God of Plague!

This plague god, who caused chaos at the Longhua Airport and killed three people, almost destroyed the entire Air Force's jobs - and he still doesn't think this is a big deal?

Zhang Anping got into Xu Baichuan's car. Xu Baichuan looked at Zhang Anping's followers "sneakily". When he didn't see Zheng Yi, he showed a weird smile, signaled his men to receive Zhang Anping's followers, and then he drove Zhang Anping away himself.

In the car, Xu Baichuan said with a half-smile: "Anping, I heard that your sister-in-law has been with you all this time?"

Zhang Anping glanced at his friend and said, "You old bachelor, you know nothing!"

"Ha, ha, ha - you're feeling guilty!" Xu Baichuan laughed: "My sister-in-law isn't a person who will roar like a lion. You shouldn't kneel on the washboard!"

"Fuck off!"

Xu Baichuan laughed loudly, feeling quite proud.

But that’s where the joking ends.

Zhang Anping regained his composure and said, "Let's not go to the headquarters yet. Let's go sit by the Huangpu River, shall we?"

Xu Baichuan joked: "Find a boat? Call a few celebrities?"

Zhang Anping's face darkened: "Did you let it fly?"

"Just kidding, just kidding." Xu Baichuan explained quickly, stepped on the accelerator, and drove Zhang Anping to the riverside.

The river breeze blew on the two uninvited guests who broke into the riverside. It was not known whether it was because of the river breeze or their mood, but the laughter they had when they met before had disappeared, leaving only an unspeakable heaviness.

In the end, it was Xu Baichuan who broke the silence and asked the first question:

"You're here for the reorganization, right?"

Zhang Anping nodded slowly.

"It's so fucking cruel!"

Xu Baichuan spat fiercely: "The chief's body is still warm, but you are already sharpening your knife to chop him down?"

Zhang Anping looked at the calm river surface with a longing:
"Without reorganization, the chief...cannot be buried."

Xu Baichuan jumped up and looked at Zhang Anping in shock and disbelief.

Zhang Anping said slowly: "Three telegrams regarding burial arrangements were all rejected. Sima Zhao's intention is obvious!"

"asshole!"

Xu Baichuan kicked a huge rock hard, and the rock flew into the river, while Xu Baichuan sat on the ground holding his foot.

My feet hurt terribly, but my heart hurt even more.

"Assholes! I had already guessed that these bastards would attack the Loyal Rescue Army, but I didn't expect them to be so dirty and vile!"

"Everyone says spies are despicable, but I think they are even dirtier!"

After venting his anger, Xu Baichuan sighed and asked:
"How many soldiers will be laid off from the Loyal Rescue Army?"

After the end of the Anti-Japanese War, the number of troops of the National Army was... five million!

Therefore, the National Government formulated a disarmament plan, reorganizing armies into divisions, and divisions into brigades, and then making various cuts, with the aim of reducing the number of National Army troops to 180 million.

This plan was unrealistic, but it was still decided and implemented. At that time, some people turned their attention to the huge number of the Zhongjiu Army, but Dai Chunfeng was still alive at that time, and some idiots called for the Zhongjiu Army to be reorganized into a reorganized division, and all kinds of dirty things were exposed the next day.

The plan to rescue the army with a sword came to an abrupt end.

But now that Dai Chunfeng is dead, the Loyal Rescue Army will inevitably be put on the chopping block. How could Xu Baichuan not be prepared for this?
It’s not that Xu Baichuan doesn’t want to abide by the disarmament plan, but... he feels aggrieved!
The Zhongjiu Army has been active behind enemy lines for many years, but because of Zhang Anping's strenuous support and his strong control, the Zhongjiu Army has military discipline and combat effectiveness far exceeding that of ordinary national army units.

You have to know that Xu Baichuan’s target is the Chinese Communist Army!
Therefore, Xu Baichuan has always believed that disarming the Zhongjiu Army is absolutely a fool's errand.

The Loyal Rescue Army is truly a model army!

Unfortunately, the Zhongjiu Army lost its backer, and moreover, it belonged to the Central Army - yes, the Zhongjiu Army was actually in the sequence of the Central Army.

But in the context of disarmament, the Zhongjiu Army, without its backer, is the easiest army to bully in the central army sequence.

Starting with the Zhongjiu Army was simply a stroke of genius!
This is... the Central Army!!
This is a ready-made example, an example that can make local warlords shut up collectively.

Xu Baichuan naturally had to be prepared to be stabbed.

But I didn't expect the people above me to be so disgusting. Not only did they let Zhang Anping take charge, but they also threatened to take care of Dai Chunfeng's burial.

Don’t even have any shame!

In response to Xu Baichuan's question, Zhang Anping whispered, "35,000."

After hearing this, Xu Baichuan gnashed his teeth and said, "Alright! Cut it by 35,000, then cut it by 35,000! I accept it! I'll endure it!"

Zhang Anping was too embarrassed to look at Xu Baichuan, so he turned his head and said:
"Yes... only thirty-five thousand are left."

Xu Baichuan was stunned.

The total number of the Loyalty and Rescue Army is about 140,000, but the real core team is less than 100,000. This core team of less than 100,000 is composed of the two major armed forces of the Military Control Commission, the Loyalty and Rescue Army and the Special Forces. The rest are other armed forces of the Military Control Commission gathered at the end of the War of Resistance Against Japan and elite puppet troops incorporated.

If 35,000 troops are cut, more than 20,000 of the incorporated troops will be cut, and only more than 10,000 core members will be moved, which is about one-eighth of the number.

That's barely ok.

But... only 35,000 are left after being chopped down?

This is not disarmament at all, this is clearly... a brutal attack!
"No! Absolutely not! Absolutely impossible!"

Xu Baichuan jumped up, his feet no longer hurt, and he howled:

"Laying off more than 100,000 soldiers, is this how you cut down the army? Zhang Anping, are you crazy?"

"Cut off more than 100,000?!"

"This is the Loyal Rescue Army!"

"Looking at the entire national army, how many units like the Loyal Rescue Army are there?"

Xu Baichuan was furious and grabbed Zhang Anping: "Look at me!"

"Isn't the 74th Division awesome? During the military exercise a while ago, I randomly picked out a regiment and crushed a regiment of Zhang Zhonglin's 74th Division!"

"From then on, even if Zhang Zhonglin is arrogant, he has to call me Brother Baichuan when he sees me, Xu Baichuan!"

"Mr. Zhang, tell me, are we going to reduce this kind of troops to only 35,000? Ah!"

Zhang Anping didn't dare to look at Xu Baichuan's red eyes.

Xu Baichuan pushed Zhang Anping away in shame and anger, and paced back and forth angrily, shouting:

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"That doesn't make sense, that's not the way to say it!"

"I'm going to the attendant's room to file a lawsuit!"

"That's not how you disarm!"

But he was a general in charge of troops after all, and his anger was quickly controlled by reason. After venting his anger, he sat on the ground helplessly, leaning against Zhang Anping, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Is there really no room for negotiation?"

Zhang Anping whispered:

"Gone."

The strange thing is that the Zhongjiu Army is included in the sequence of the Central Army.

The problem is that the Zhongjiu Army has lost its biggest backer.

The Zhongjiu Army is now a model, a model that shows the determination of the central army to the local warlords' troops:
Look, the Loyal Rescue Army of my Central Army had to be reorganized from hundreds of thousands of people to just tens of thousands of people, so... why can't you do the same?
Xu Baichuan whispered like a wild animal, "I won't give up!"

The Loyal Rescue Army is really... not weak!

This is an armed force that can rival the Chinese Communist Army!
Zhang Anping said sadly:
"After all, this Zhongjiu Army is not... the Huangpu Army."

The Zhongjiu Army must be disbanded. In addition to having no backers, the Zhongjiu Army also has a very serious problem:

Since its establishment, this unit has basically not received any military pay from the National Government.

Although the officers were all appointed by the National Government, their training and promotion were not controlled by the Family Planning Commission like other central armies.

When Zhang Anping said "after all, they are not the Whampoa Military Academy's troops", he actually meant that the higher-ups did not trust the Zhongjiu Army at all.

The Zhongjiu Army regarded the Central Army as their own, but the Central Army did not regard the Zhongjiu Army as their own!

Xu Baichuan hissed, "You, really can't save it?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Anping said:

"The future Military Control Commission will only have a staff of more than 10,000 people."

These words made Xu Baichuan lean his entire body weakly on Zhang Anping's back.

The current Military Intelligence Bureau has over 50,000 registered agents!
He knew how difficult his brother's life was.

“Cut it!”

Xu Baichuan took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "Cut it down, just chop it down the way you need to."

"I……"

He wanted to say, "I don't care anymore," but when he thought of Zhang Anping's difficult situation, he swallowed his words and changed his words:

"I'll help you."

Zhang Anping sighed:
"The Zhongjiu Army will be reorganized into the Traffic Police Corps, with a total staff of 40,000 people. I need 5,000 people to resettle the people in the Bureau, so there can only be 35,000 people."

Xu Baichuan remained silent and continued listening.

"The Military Control Commission will...will dismiss many people. In addition, the brothers who died or were disabled during the eight-year war of resistance will all have to be resettled."

"I... don't have enough money."

"So, so..."

Zhang Anping was too ashamed to say anything.

Xu Baichuan asked: "So?"

Zhang Anping pulled himself together and said slowly:
"For the Loyal Rescue Army, apart from settling some brothers who don't want to join the army anymore, I, I, I want the friendly forces to take over the rest."

Xu Baichuan sneered: "Take over? Well... sell it!"

Sell!
Faced with these sharp words, Zhang Anping remained silent.

This is clearly the default!

Xu Baichuan laughed sadly.

Why was he so furious when he heard about the reorganization of the Zhongjiu Army?

That’s because… the friendly army (Central Army), except for the old and weak, will not be disbanded at all. Not only will it not be disbanded, but it will also be expanded in various ways!
An army of 20,000 men, after being reorganized into a reorganized division, has a total of more than 30,000 men!

What really need to be disbanded are the local troops!
The Central Army will not be disbanded, but the Loyalty and Rescue Army, which is part of the Central Army, will be disbanded.

And this “sell” is easy to understand.

The other friendly forces are expanding - since they are expanding, they need soldiers, soldiers from the Loyalty Rescue Army, how about that?

If you want it, give me money!
Will anyone spend money?

Not only are there, but there will be... a lot!
During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Third War Zone had been accepting soldiers sent by the Loyal Rescue Army. The soldiers were equipped with their own weapons and had excellent quality, which was well-known.

If the Zhongjiu Army acted as "money-giving boys", there would be many friendly armies scrambling to get their people!
This money was not to be put into Zhang Anping's pocket, but to be used as resettlement expenses for some retired soldiers of the Zhongjiu Army and the Military Control Commission agents. The troop commanders who paid the money were absolutely willing to do so.

This is "Sell!"

Facing Xu Baichuan's ridicule, Zhang Anping suddenly exploded:

"what can I do?"

"What can I do?"

"I will be in charge of the Zhongjiu Army and the reorganization of the Military Control Commission!"

"I also have to take care of the families of those brothers who sacrificed their lives for the country!"

"During the war, there was no compensation. I could have endured it, but now the war is over! Our brothers sacrificed their lives for the country. How can I just ignore their families?"

"With prices soaring now, can their families count on pensions that may not be paid out?"

Xu Baichuan was silent.

Zhang Anping has been in charge of the logistics of the Zhongjiu Army, and also the families of the brothers who died in battle. But how much financial resources does Zhang Anping have?

Looking at his furious brother, Xu Baichuan lowered his head and whispered:

"Anping, this time, you and I will shoulder the responsibility together!"

"You and I will bear the infamy, but we should at least do something for the living."

The two brothers felt heavy-hearted.

Behind him was the calm river surface.

If I remember correctly, they had many brothers who, during those difficult years, buried their bodies in this rushing river. (End of this chapter)