The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

"No need... You can just land in Nanjing."

Zhang Hanqing let out a long breath and suddenly looked out the window.

No one knew what he was thinking.

In fact, he had said goodbye to Jiang Cheng that day in the cathedral...

But now think about it, it is more like saying goodbye to the entire outside the Great Wall and the entire Northeast Army than saying goodbye to his good friend.

The "no resistance" order still pains him to this day - he misjudged the situation, and the soldiers he sent into the pass were not only weak in combat, but also harassed the people;

The most important thing is that his own home, Fengtian and the brothel, have to rely on outsiders to protect them.

He has been trying to be strong all his life, and has always wanted to get rid of "his father's shadow"... But he has done a lot of ridiculous things in his life, and also ruined a lot of things due to impulse.

In fact, he has always been grateful to everyone in his heart, especially his brother Jiang Cheng.

"So, leave it all to him."

He sighed deeply, but finally smiled knowingly.

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"What!? This lunatic actually followed Jiang to Nanjing!"

Jiang Cheng lost his voice on the phone.

Really went?
The fucking head was kicked by a donkey! The border was not lost, and the Japanese near Jinzhou were about to be driven away...

Moreover, with the mediation of Yi, the war in Shanghai showed signs of a ceasefire and things were moving in a good direction. How could he still?
Jiang Cheng was gritting his teeth.

Compared to the Northeast Army, Xiao Zhang's combat effectiveness is weak, but he undoubtedly inherited his father's spiritual leadership.

If he is detained, trouble will ensue.

"We can't just ignore him, but if we do, it seems like there's nothing we can do about it—"

Zhang Tinglan's face turned green, and he glanced around and said, "Xuecheng is not here today, so we have to discuss this."

What to discuss?
If Nanjing really dared to detain him, would there still be room for the so-called anti-Japanese alliance?

But they had to be cautious, after all, he was the son of the old marshal, and if they really didn't care... the Northeast Army's face would be trampled on.

"He doesn't dare to do anything to Han Qing, but one thing is certain, the other party will definitely use him as a trump card."

Jiang Cheng held his hands in front of his chest, his brows showing a trace of anxiety, "Let's prepare for the battle in Jinzhou first--"

"But we have to prepare to go south to fight against the Japanese... Shu Zheng has already reported all the inventory quantities in Kulun; in addition, Jilin and Heilongjiang provinces are also working overtime."

Sun Zhengnan nodded and said, "We expect that by around April, we will be able to prepare all the equipment for the journey south."

"In addition, the Jin army has ordered a batch of submachine guns from us. This old man Yan is quite rich!"

Jiang Cheng looked at him and smiled.

Who are you looking down on? The Shanxi merchants were famous all over the world back then, and the earliest banknote exchange also originated in Shanxi.

This was after Shanxi gradually declined. During the Republic of China period and the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, it was still a fairly prosperous place.

Although Lao Xi'er was not very good at fighting, he was much better to the common people than the warlords in other places. "Give it to him. It's not for nothing. We don't need submachine guns ourselves. If we sell it to him, we can ship spare parts and bullets in the future."

"By the way, I gave you a list before. If anyone on the list wants weapons, you should pay them at an honest price."

Jiang Cheng gave Sun Zhengnan the list of anti-Japanese generals according to his memory... Each of them was a hero, but they suffered a great loss due to the gap in weapons between them and the Japanese, so the necessary "support" still had to be given.

On March 32, 3, a ceasefire was signed in Shanghai under the mediation of various countries... and on the eve of the ceasefire, the 27th Route Army's death squad counterattacked Hongkou.

On the narrow bridge deck of the Baji Bridge, the bayonets of the soldiers on both sides were bent due to excessive chopping.

A Japanese sergeant had half of his face cut off by a Guangdong Army sword, but he still stabbed his Type 36 bayonet into his opponent's chest by inertia. When the two men fell into the Suzhou River in an embrace, blood gushed out from wounds, forming scarlet ripples on the surface of the river.

At daybreak, thousands of tangled corpses were left on the battlefield - soldiers' teeth were embedded in the enemy's throats, and officers' pistols were stuffed into the enemy's eye sockets.

As the crows were pecking at the eyeballs, they found the body of a Chinese soldier clutching a blood-stained letter from home, the last line of which was pierced by a bullet hole:
"Don't worry, mother. I have turned into a stone by the Huangpu River, forever to ward off the ghosts of Japan."

This bloody battle, which lasted for a month and a half, turned Shanghai into an Eastern purgatory.

According to statistics from the Red Cross, more than 10,000 mutilated corpses were cleared out in Zhabei alone, and the severed limbs floating on the Suzhou River had to be salvaged with fishing nets.

The 19th Route Army proved with their flesh and blood that in the face of invaders armed to the teeth, the backbone of China would rather break than bend.

On the other side, the Japanese troops in Jinzhou had also completed their assembly. With the support of the Japanese troops that continued to cross the border from North Korea, they began to attack the outskirts of the city.

On March 3, the snow in the sorghum fields 29 miles outside Jinzhou City had not yet been completely cleared.

Lin Mubai, a major staff officer of the 39th Independent Brigade of the Northeastern Army, had his hands frozen blue as he held the telescope. Through the lens, an armored train of the th Mixed Brigade of the Japanese Army was unloading its flat-fire cannons, with the muzzles pointing directly at the Jinzhou Railway Station.

"You bastards, do you really think this is the Beidaying Camp? You can come whenever you want and fight whenever you want?"

Artillery observer Chen Tieshan slid down from the church bell tower, and his cotton trousers were scratched into three pieces by the rusty iron ladder.

In his arms, he was holding a rangefinder wrapped in "The Art of War". The four words "兵者之道之道之毒" on the cover were wet by the morning mist.

In the secret bunker under the city wall, dozens of mountain cannons quickly took off their gun covers, revealing their hideous faces.

These new reciprocating artillery pieces, the Type 25 Meng, not only have a long range and high accuracy, but the shells they load are also extremely powerful... The soldiers have already begun to imagine the tragic scene of the shells behind them being fired at the enemy formation.

Ammunition man Lao Wu was loading the shells when he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the direction of the city gate - it was Sun Jiunian and his guards rushing up the city wall, and sparks were knocking out of their sabers on the blue bricks.

"Communications Company! Send a telegram to Beijing immediately, the damn Japs are coming!" Sun Jiunian's cloak swept across the icicles on the parapet, but before he could say anything, three green flares suddenly rose from the southeast.

The Japanese armored train's flat-fire guns opened fire first. The 75mm shells slid along the ice of the moat, which had not yet completely thawed, and punched holes as big as bowls in the city wall.

Brick and stone debris mixed with human tissue splattered, and half of the lookout Wang Ergou's body was hanging on the electric pole, with his intestines hanging down like a string of frozen firecrackers.

"Fuck you, those damned little Japs!"

Sun Jiunian cursed and gestured to the men around him.

As three red flares were launched into the air, the mountain cannons in the hidden bunkers on the city wall began to fire in unison.

Chen Tieshan knelt under the cross of the bell tower to adjust the position, and suddenly saw the sparks of the shells exploding on the roof of the armored train.

This fatal blow was unexpectedly blocked by the armor of the armored train! (End of this chapter)