The adjutant sent in another urgent telegram. Wei Lihuang quickly took it from the adjutant's hand and read it. After reading it, he said to everyone,"I'm from Fu Yisheng's office in North China. I've discovered the main force of the 'Gong Jun' on the line between Tang Shan and Shanhaiguan. Their serial number is the Northeast People's Liberation Army."”After saying that, he looked at the people present. "This will certainly attract attention," said Gu Zhutong immediately.”
But Fan Hanjie was still unwilling to believe it. His Cantonese was almost incoherent when he was in a hurry. He stammered,"This is all a bluff to confuse the 'national army.' I think he's still aiming for Changchun. Don't forget, Changchun was once the capital of the puppet Manchuria!”
Liao Yaoxiang couldn't help but say in a hoarse voice,"Please don't forget that since the beginning of the war in Jiangxi, the Tang Dynasty has been focused on eliminating the effective strength of its enemies, regardless of the gains and losses of a city or a place.”
Zheng Dongguo was afraid that everyone would take the lead, so he quickly said,"That's when they can't get it, and can't defend it even if they get it. It was no longer the era of Jiangxi. They had lived in Haerbin for two years and had already enjoyed the benefits of living there. Therefore, they now had to train their soldiers and attack Changchun.”Obviously, he was trying to show that he knew the 'Gong Jun' better than anyone else. At my place, the 'Gong Jun' has surrounded me until I can't even breathe.”Obviously, he sounded a little pitiful."To be honest, I was willing to suffer from hunger and siege because I wanted to give the officer (he especially glanced at Wei Lihuang and Gu Zhutong), Brother Hanjie, and even Brother Yaoxiang a chance to catch their breath and conserve their strength.”In his words, he was saying to everyone, How loyal was he to his party and country, and how he cared about the overall situation in the northeast?
Wei Lihuang had no choice but to express his final opinion."Changchun has to be defended. We have to defend it. We have to hold off as many 'public armies' as we can. In short, the more we hold off, the better. "Brother Han Jie, we must also quickly prepare for the possible attack of the enemy. We…" As he spoke, he looked at Liao Yaoxiang. Zhou Fucheng didn't even put him in his eyes."We have to be prepared for the enemy to attack. As for the 'see Shen Yang', he could only ask Brother Mo San (Gu Zhutong) to bring him back to the capital and ask the chairman to make a ruling.”
The war was about to reach Fan Hanjie's doorstep. Whether it was the intelligence reports or the reports from his own subordinates, they all brought up the matter to him, but he still refused to believe them. Especially after he came back from Shen Yang, he seemed to have a layer of psychological security. So he sat in the war room of his Jinzhou command center and talked to his subordinates like he was giving an order but not giving an order. He did not get up from his leather swivel chair, but turned around with his elbows and hips.
"This definitely isn't the main force of the Tang army, and the Tang army definitely wouldn't dare to go south. They're aiming for Changchun, and at most, they'll send some soldiers to test the waters.”He didn't know if he was encouraging his subordinates, lecturing them, or talking to himself!
Seeing that his subordinates did not reply, especially when he saw Lu Junquan's eyes staring at him with wide eyes, he added a few more words. These words seemed to be an order, directed at his chief of staff, a short fat man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a soldier with a Hunan accent.
"It's good to test the waters. Give the 22nd Division an order: No matter how many enemies come, I will kill them all. I will let them know that my Jinzhou isn't that easy to touch.”
Before the fat chief of staff could answer, a female officer standing behind Fan Hanjie spoke. She was wearing slacks and an armed belt. She was dressed in American attire and spoke in a northern dialect with a Fujian accent.
"We have to give the invading enemy a good look. In the past two years, some of us have really turned pale at the mention of the 'common'.”
This female officer had a good figure. It was just that her fierce-looking face and the American No. 2 revolver hanging from her waist made Fan Hanjie feel a little intimidated. This was Lin Yajuan, the political secretary that the Nanjing Military Bureau had recently sent to Fan Hanjie. After Miss Lin said that, she glanced at Lu Junquan at the side, then took a step forward, took Fan's hand, and said coquettishly,
"Vice-seat, I'm tired from the journey. I have some confidential matters to report back to the residence.”Fan Hanjie gave his subordinate a bitter smile. He seemed to be helpless and stood up to leave.
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