In the conference hall.
The rage gradually made the atmosphere very oppressive. Everyone lowered their heads to think of countermeasures. In fact, they were waiting for orders. If they wanted to start a war, they would not hesitate.
Feng lineage was different from direct lineage.
The relationship between the leader and the army was more like brothers, and the Feng faction that Zhang Zuolin had created was able to send out an entire army at the command of a single order.
Clack... clack
The hands of the western clock hanging on the wall rang out softly.
" Now that the troops have retreated outside the pass, Old Jiang will not dare to make a move once we start a war with the Japanese. It's time to make a decision…"
Zhang Zuoxiang, who had always been calm, was the first to propose a war. This elder of the Feng army, whose status was second only to Zhang Zuolin, spoke with great prestige.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Erhu said loudly,"Those damn Japanese are simply courting death! I must skin them alive."
"Yes, the Kwantung Army only has about 10,000 people. Our Feng army has 200,000. We can destroy them in three hours.”
" Destroy the devils in the northeast, then take back the South Manchurian railway and seal up the devil bank. It's definitely a huge profit…"
"Give the order!"
The conference hall instantly turned into a market. Other than Yu Xuezhong and a few others who could clearly see the situation, most people advocated war.
Zhang Tian, who was sitting at the back, felt his scalp go numb. Did he know that the Japanese were waiting for them to act impulsively? Once they fired, a large number of Japanese would set foot in the northeast.
If they won…the northeast would be shattered, and the foundation that Feng clan had built for more than ten years would be destroyed. Then Old Jiang would definitely take the opportunity to go north and wipe them out.
If they lost…not only would the northeast be shattered, but they would also be enslaved by the devils.
It was simply a gift.
"Shut up!"
A roar instantly silenced the conference room. Zhang Tian lit a cigarette and took a few puffs before saying in a deep voice,""The Huanggutun incident happened once and there will be a second time. If the Japanese can't kill my father this time, they will definitely try to assassinate him again.”
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Everyone was baffled. Everyone understood this logic. How could the Japanese let things go so easily? They had already shed all pretenses of cordiality.
"What I mean is that the Feng army is not suitable for a big war now. Since the devils want the northeast so much…I won't let them succeed.”
"What do you mean?"
" What I mean is to prepare for war. Don't get into conflict with the Japanese and wait for the right time…"
After saying that, he waved his hand in frustration.
"Everyone, disperse."
Looking at his exhausted appearance, the generals stood up and saluted him, telling him to rest well before leaving the conference hall in twos and threes.
Only Zhang Zuoxiang, Tang Erhu, and the others stayed.
After they had left, Zhang Zuoxiang said," Seventh Brother, what do you think? Tell us old brothers…"
The rest of the people looked on with burning gazes, their gazes probing.
"Motherf * cker, how are we going to fight?”
He got up and paced back and forth in frustration. After sweeping his gaze across the map, he said hatefully,"Three years ago, we lost tens of thousands of elites in the war between Zhejiang and Feng, and Guo Songling's counterattack caused the Feng army to lose tens of thousands of elites. We just recovered from the shock that the Feng army had completely lost the Northern Expedition. The troops that could fight were all defeated in a few years. Once we start a war with the Japanese, how can we resist the elite veterans of the permanent division of Japan?”
hiss
Zhang Jinghui, Zhang Zuoxiang, and the others were different from Wu Junsheng and Tang Erhu, who were boorish people with great ambitions and little talent. After careful analysis of these words, they suddenly felt that the northeast was really in danger.
The 300,000-strong Feng Jun was actually a paper tiger. If the Japanese attacked without caring about casualties, they would definitely be defeated.
"Then what do you plan to do, Old Seven? The brothers will listen to you."
He did not answer Tang Erhu's question.
He turned to Zhang Tian, who was resting with his eyes closed."Han Xing, what do you think we should do?"
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Zhang Zuoxiang and the others were confused. Why would the marshal throw such a question about the future of the Feng lineage to a child?
"Change sides!"
wow
Unfilial son!
What the f * ck was he saying?
You just lost a lot of money in a fight with Old Jiang, and now you're telling me to be his subordinate? Do you even respect me, Marshal Lu Haikong?
"Motherf * cker, Zhang Xiaoba, you better make yourself clear, or I'll beat you up today!”
Tang Erhu and the others also glared angrily and almost beat Zhang Tian up.
Wu Junsheng covered his face and didn't know what to do.
Zhang Tian curled his lips in disdain. He searched through his memory and organized his words before saying indifferently,""The National Government seems to have unified the country…but is it really unified?”
"Li Zongren, Feng Yuxiang, Yan Xishan, who would be at a disadvantage?”
"So, whether it's for the sake of the country or the interests of the Fengjun, changing our banner now is a very correct choice. Because after the change of banner in the northeast, our Fengjun will no longer be a thorn in the side of the various factions in the pass.”
"Moreover, the various factions within the pass are now united on the surface but separated on the inside. Once the war is over, it will be time to share the spoils of war. These old foxes will definitely be dissatisfied with the division of territory. When the time comes, they will definitely kill each other. This is an excellent opportunity for our Feng lineage to make a comeback.”
"Let's develop first. When the time comes…hehehe"
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