Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 511: Angrily Breaking into the Marshal's Mansion! Does Zhang Xueliang have his own difficulties?
As early as last month, news came from the Marshal's Mansion in Peiping that Zhang Xueliang was ill.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zhang Xueliang was trying to avoid the limelight.

The situation in the South was complicated, and everyone wanted to stand on Zhang Xueliang's side. As he had received military pay from Chang Kai-shen, he naturally could not stand against Chang Kai-shen, but he also did not want to become Chang Kai-shen's tool in his struggle.

If you have soldiers in your hands, you will not be afraid.

Zhang Xueliang controls the largest military force in the country, so he is naturally fearless.

He always claimed to be ill and refused to see anyone who came to his door as a "lobbyist".

Moreover, it was said that Zhang Xueliang had a serious drug addiction recently, which led to poor health. He had been recuperating in Peking Union Medical College for a long time, which also became one of the excuses for refusing the visit.

However, Bao Guowei, with whom he had recently exchanged letters, knew that Zhang Xueliang was a very good guy and could even sneak away to watch a play.

So when entering the Marshal's Mansion, Bao Guowei completely ignored the guards' obstruction and forced his way in without waiting for notification.

Who in the Marshal's Mansion doesn't know Bao Guowei's identity?
This guy is the one who can point at the Marshal's nose and scold him. Who dares to provoke him?

Not to mention Bao Guowei's name, which has long been well-known throughout the north.

Cao Yanhai, who was beside him, stared with a pair of big eyes, and any soldier who looked at him would tremble.

Only Wang Yizhe, a trusted military officer of Zhang Xueliang, happened to meet Bao Guowei at the door and tried to dissuade him.

"Mr. Bingwen, calm down. I've already asked someone to report the situation. I don't know how the young marshal is doing. If you barge in like this, it will be very difficult for us!"

Bao Guowei ignored him, and anyone who dared to come forward to stop him was thrown out along with Cao Yanhai.

Looking at Bao Guowei, he picked up a short soldier with one hand and pushed him out.

Wang Yizhe’s eyes were almost popping out of his head.

Isn't this a scholar? How come he is so strong?
Before Wang Yizhe could continue speaking, Bao Guowei joked, "Isn't Brigade Commander Wang stationed in Shengjing? Why are you in Beiping?"

Wang Yizhe was surprised how the other party knew that he was originally stationed in Shengjing. He and Bao Guowei had only met once in the Marshal's Mansion.

He explained, "Something happened in the Northeast. The Japanese have been restless and have been coming more and more frequently in the past few months. The young commander summoned me back to report something."

Historically, Wang Yizhe was also a patriotic general and a capable and thoughtful soldier.

"The Japanese are causing trouble in Shengjing?" Bao Guowei narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party.

This sight made Wang Yizhe feel creepy, and he immediately explained.

"The Japanese have recently been conducting various siege and raid drills outside the northern camp of Shengjing. The sound of gunfire has never stopped, causing panic among the people in Shengjing. I was thinking of seeking instructions from the young marshal."

In Bao Guowei's memory, this was indeed the case.

When he saw Wang Yize, he immediately had an idea.

Bao Guowei and Cao Yanhai looked at each other, and the other immediately understood. While Wang Yizhe was still confused, the two of them held up his arms on each side.

Wang Yizhe is not short, and he has quite good skills after his military career.

But he was held up by two people like a chicken, with his feet flapping wildly in the air.

"Mr. Bingwen, what are you doing? Put me down now!"

Wang Yizhe suddenly panicked.

Bao Guowei smiled and said, "Brother Dingfang, since we are going the same way, let's go inside to find the young commander and discuss this matter."

"Ah? No~"

But the two of them didn't allow Wang Yizhe to say anything more and directly dragged him into the Marshal's Mansion.

The officers and soldiers in the Marshal's Mansion saw a strange sight.

Bao Guowei and Cao Yanhai, dressed in long gowns and ordinary clothes, carried their highly respected commander Wang and headed towards the Marshal's office.

The scene was very funny, but anyone who tried to stop it would be stopped.

"You're crazy, that's Bao Bingwen!"

In this way, Bao Guowei and others went straight to the inner hall.

At this moment, Zhang Xueliang was listening to a story in the yard. The storyteller was specially invited from outside.

He himself was lying on a recliner, eating some fruit.

Suddenly I heard a noise, and when I turned around I saw Bao Guowei coming in with his subordinate Wang Yizhe.

The grapes that were about to reach his mouth fell to the ground.

It was not until several people stood in front of him that Zhang Xueliang reacted. He said with a helpless look on his face.

"Bingwen, what's the matter with you?"

At this time, Wang Yizhe, who had been carried all the way, finally landed on the ground.

When he saw Zhang Xueliang, he saluted in a panic, bowed his head and said, "Young Marshal, Mr. Bingwen insisted on coming in, and I can't stop him!"

Zhang Xueliang's mouth twitched and he suddenly felt very embarrassed.

"So, you were carried in here?"

Wang Yizhe looked embarrassed. He didn't know that Bao Guowei was so strong.
Is this still a weak scholar?
Thinking of the rumors about Bao Guowei's "military power" in the outside world, Zhang Xueliang finally felt relieved. He waved his hand and said.

"You guys go down first. I'll talk to Mr. Bingwen."

Following his order, the original storyteller, Wang Yizhe and his servants all retreated.

Bao Guowei also turned around and said to Cao Yanhai, "Go wait outside first."

Cao Yanhai nodded and glanced at Zhang Xueliang with ill intent, causing the latter to shudder.

Only after Cao Yanhai left did Zhang Xueliang breathe a sigh of relief. He said with lingering fear.

"Bingwen, you are a guard with a murderous aura, so you are suitable to join the army."

Bao Guowei sat down without any hesitation, grabbed a handful of grapes from the plate, put them into his mouth and started chewing.

There is not the slightest temperament of a literary master.

Bao Guowei glanced and said bluntly: "Because he wants to chop you."

Zhang Xueliang's face froze. He was not used to Bao Guowei's unconventional way of playing by the rules.

But this also shows that Bao Guowei has the confidence.

Zhang Xueliang smiled and said, "I have no grudge against him, why would he come to assassinate me? Unless it was Brother Bingwen who ordered it."

Bao Guowei narrowed his eyes: "Brother Hanqing, do you think I won't kill you?"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhang Xueliang felt as if he had heard a huge joke.

"Brother Bingwen is a wise man. He knows that my death will not only benefit the Fengtian clique, but also the country and the people. My life, Zhang Xueliang, is still very precious."

Bao Guowei was so angry that his teeth were itching, but there was nothing he could do.

Because what Zhang Xueliang said is absolutely correct. Whether it is due to history or the current situation, Zhang Xueliang is a person who absolutely cannot disappear.

Even Zhang Xueliang felt happy that Bao Guowei was embarrassed. He picked up the tea on the table, poured a cup for the other party and said.

"Bingwen still doesn't want to give up?"

The purpose of Bao Guowei's visit today is obvious.

Without hiding anything, Bao Guowei got straight to the point and said, "Before I came here, I met Wang Yizhe, the commander of the Shengjing garrison. He told me about the actions of the Japanese outside Shengjing. Combined with the recent events in the Northeast, do you still want to keep your troops in place, Brother Hanqing?"

Zhang Xueliang seemed very confident: "I have already received the news about what Bingwen said, whether it is the Nakamura incident or the military exercise.

But Bingwen only knew that the Japanese had been very active in the past few months, but what he didn't know was that the Japanese had been very active over the years.

Military exercises, additional troops, secret transportation of resources, financial activities, and even support for forces. "

He pushed a document on the table to Bao Guowei for him to look at. It seemed that Zhang Xueliang was studying this matter by chance.

Everyone said that Bao Guowei was eloquent and knowledgeable, so Zhang Xueliang looked very comfortable when he showed off in front of him.

And he analyzed: "So, this does not mean that Japan will start a war."

Bao Guowei was almost so angry that he laughed: "Brother Hanqing, are you trying to cover up your mistake? Why are the Japanese constantly probing the Northeast? Isn't it for the purpose of war?"

"Bingwen is wrong," Zhang Xueliang continued. "This is an extremely complicated question. Although I have little education, I can do my job and see things differently from you."

"Oh? Then please help me solve this puzzle, Brother Hanqing." Bao Guowei was helpless.

The only thing Zhang Xueliang inherited from his father was his inherent self-confidence; other than that, he lacked any decisiveness or courage.

But Zhang Xueliang was obviously well prepared. It seemed that he had spent this period of time just to "refute" Bao Guowei. He and his think tanks had done a lot of analysis, and now he was able to put it into practice.

"I can agree that, judging from the current situation, the Japanese may have the intention to start a war, but it is limited to the middle and lower levels of the Japanese military.

What kind of momentum can they create? How can they start a war without the support of the top leaders and the Japanese cabinet?

War is not a joke.”

Bao Guowei said: "Throughout history, many major events cannot be explained by common sense. Japan has a tradition of the lower class rising up against the upper class. Their Tianhuang has been doing militarist propaganda work. Similar thoughts in the country are even more difficult to control."

"But in this world, most events follow their own rules, and only a few events are exceptions. Bingwen, let me ask you, throughout history, how many bottom-up coups have been successful? In fact, there are only a few that were successful, and they are all recorded in history books. The rest are all failures!" Zhang Xueliang became more and more confident.

Didn’t you succeed?

He even succeeded in washing away the guilt of losing the Northeast with a coup.

Although it cannot be said that his merits and demerits offset each other, he can still be evaluated with mixed praise and criticism in history.

Bao Guowei couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But if you think about it carefully, before the incident happened, almost no one could have predicted that the Japanese would be so bold.

Even the Japanese themselves did not quite believe that this operation could succeed.

The course of history is indeed composed of a series of low-probability events, but before the low-probability events occur, there are countless unexpected events.

It is really difficult to persuade Zhang Xueliang in this regard.

Especially since the domestic situation was turbulent, the opposition faction of Lao Chang in the south was rising, and there were warlords around the Fengtian clique. As long as Zhang Xueliang made any move, people like Yan Xishan and Feng Yuxiang would inevitably become restless.

Zhang Xueliang had also received intelligence long ago that some warlords were even secretly in contact with the Japanese.

What if we can cooperate from inside and outside at that time?

It is impossible for Zhang Xueliang to give up his own interests and gamble his entire fortune on the Northeast to protect the Northeast.

The Northeast region is very important and is also the homeland of the Fengtian clique, but it cannot compare to the military strength of the troops under his command.

Bao Guowei had no choice but to decide not to persuade him anymore and instead spoke.

"Brother Hanqing, according to what you said, do you admit the possibility of an incident in the Northeast?"

Zhang Xueliang sighed and said, "The Japanese have evil intentions, which are obvious to all. How could I not know this? However, we are constrained by various forces and events, so it is really difficult to deal with them with all our strength."

"With advance deployment and planning, you are not required to deploy heavy troops for defense. Just transfer a group of elite troops there to guard important areas and let Shengjing prepare in advance. If the situation escalates, we will not be unable to cope with it. At least we can slow down the speed of the Japanese advance. Only when they find it difficult to achieve results can we stop the war. If the Northeast is crushed and immediate benefits are obtained, do you think the Japanese cabinet will be able to effectively stop it?" Bao Guowei used the knowledge in his head and analyzed carefully.

"This" Zhang Xueliang hesitated.

Bao Guowei said seriously: "In addition, you can also relocate important facilities such as the arsenal in advance. The Shengjing Arsenal is now the largest arsenal in the country. If the Japanese get it, it will be more difficult to further expand the war situation.
In the financial sector, the Japanese had penetrated the Northeast extensively, transferring important funds, such as gold, to North China.
It is always possible to deploy elite forces in advance and maintain manpower just in case, right? "

Bao Guowei was like an old nanny, breaking down all kinds of measures and putting them before Zhang Xueliang.

If he still doesn't listen, Bao Guowei really wants to slap him twice.

But Zhang Xueliang stared doubtfully and said, "Will this behavior anger the Japanese?"

Bao Guowei slammed the table and said, "People are bullying you, and you still think about whether you will anger them?"

"Hey!" Zhang Xueliang sighed and said. "Bingwen, it's not that I'm timid, but right now, this is all we have. Our country is so poor, and our weapons and equipment, and even the quality of our soldiers' training, are far behind others.

How can we fight them? We have to be careful. If we make a mistake, we will lose everything."

Bao Guowei suddenly understood the other party a little.

This is like a poor man and a rich man playing against each other in the business world. You have fewer cards than others and a lower tolerance for error, so you must be cautious in every step and inevitably be timid.

The productivity gap is difficult to make up.

The Japanese during this period had a certain scale of mechanized forces, which was a huge advantage, especially compared with the army of the Republic of China today.

Not to mention that they have undergone various systematic training, various types of infantry-tank coordination and artillery-tank coordination operations, these are objective problems.

Bao Guowei sighed.

He said suddenly out of the blue.

"Brother Hanqing, if a drug suddenly appeared in the war, which could treat most inflammations and infections, could it improve the combat effectiveness of the troops?"

"What did you say?"

Zhang Xueliang suspected that he had heard it wrong and laughed.

"Bingwen, you are not trying to fool me, are you? Where in the world is there such a drug? Allicin? As far as I know, it doesn't have such a good effect, and the yield is still a problem."

"I'm not kidding." Bao Guowei said seriously.

He was not in a hurry to take out the penicillin, as this thing should not be shown to others easily.

Instead, he took out a research report and handed it to Zhang Xueliang while speaking.

"Nowadays, a miraculous drug has emerged at the forefront of international medicine. It is more effective than allicin and has greater potential for mass production. It can treat almost all infectious diseases. A French research institute is currently conducting relevant research."

Zhang Xueliang took the report, stared at it, and his expression became more and more solemn.

As the leader of the Fengtian warlords, even if he was useless and didn't understand war, he would understand what such a medicine meant.

Infection has always been one of the highest causes of mortality among soldiers on the battlefield.

If it can be solved, how much manpower in the army will be saved!

(End of this chapter)