The Greatest King of the War of Resistance
19 Villain’s mischief, mutiny in the guard camp

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After Wang Tiehan and the others left, Feng Yong called the guards over and personally instructed,"Send someone to get the Air Force Commander Gao Zhihang and the director of the Fengtian Munitions Factory. Forget it, get Governor Zang to come to the headquarters.”

"Oh right, also ask Division Commander Zhang to send all the instructors from the Army University and the Military Academy to me. Tell them that I have important arrangements.”

"Yes, sir!" The guard hurriedly saluted and left with the order.

Before they could walk out of the door, they saw a figure rushing in." Commander, bad news! There's a mutiny in the city!”

What was that? Feng Yong was shocked. How could this happen? However, he was an old fox after all. He immediately calmed down and waved his hand, signaling the guards to leave first.

Then, he stared angrily at Zhang Shiyi, the new police chief of Fengtian, and reprimanded,"Didn't you repeatedly instruct us to appease the officers and soldiers? Why did such a thing happen? What are you doing?”

He was now filled with anger. Originally, the Japanese army was already on the border and Fengtian was already in danger. Now that such a thing had happened in the city, if the other troops heard about it, what would happen? How can we resist foreign enemies when the hearts of the people are not united?

"Commander! It's not that we didn't appease them, but we really had no choice. That's the commander's guard camp! They're clamoring to leave the city. More than 500 people are armed. Our police can't stop them!”Zhang Shiyi felt wronged.

When Feng Yong heard this, he instantly understood. No wonder he, the new police chief of Fengtian, couldn't handle it. Not to mention him, even the original commander of the Public Security Corps, Huang Xiansheng, might not be able to handle it.

The Guards Battalion of the Major's Residence was an elite force that was comparable to the 7th Brigade in the entire Northeast Army. They were armed to the teeth, and their firepower was enough to crush 2,000 police officers.

Not to mention that after the Public Security Corps was incorporated, there were only a few hundred patrolling police left in the city. Moreover, they were scattered in every corner of Fengtian. How could they stop them?

"Motherf * cker! I want to know which bastard has eaten the guts of a bear and leopard to actually dare to play tricks behind the scenes!”Feng Yong said loudly.

There was no record of the Guard Battalion escaping! It was said that they and the Fengtian police had held out until the last moment, until the city fell.

But now that Fengtian had been defended, he had actually run away. If no one was urging him from behind, no one would believe it.

"Commander! It was Rong Ziheng. He had heard that the Japanese army was pressing down on the border, so he incited the Guards Battalion to retreat. He even said that he was under the orders of the Marshal.”Zhang Shiyi said anxiously.

"Although the commander of the Guards Battalion, Wang Yuzan, doesn't agree, he has a strong background, so we can only let him do whatever he wants. Now, the Guards Battalion is blocked at the south gate by the guards.”

When Feng Yong heard this, he immediately laughed in anger. His background was very strong. How could a guy who sold his ass be worthy of mentioning his background to him?

I'm the No. 2 silkpants in the northeast, the sworn brother of Zhang Shao Shuai. Who in the entire Fengtian would I not dare to offend?

Zhang Shiyi saw his disdainful look and understood that the big shot was not interested in such a small character. He quickly said,"Commander, although Rong Ziheng is not presentable, his father is the Chief of Staff, Rong Zhen, and he has the orders of the Major.”

Indeed, a trash like Rong Ziheng wouldn't be able to do anything, but if he brought along the imperial sword, then the trouble would be huge.

Feng Yong remembered that after the September 18th Incident, Rong Ziheng was the one who stood firm and led his troops from Fengtian to Beiping. He was appreciated by Zhang Xueliang and became a major general and brigade commander. It could be seen that this guy was not easy to deal with.

At the thought of this, Feng Yong's expression could not help but darken. His eyes were mixed with killing intent. Do you want to take the opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune? It depends on whether I'll give you the chance.

He immediately ordered,"Men! Gather the gendarmerie and follow me!"

"Yes, sir!" The captain of the gendarmerie responded immediately and quickly gathered the troops.

" Commander, the Guards Battalion is also from the northeast, and they are the personal guards of the Major. If…" Zhang Shiyi reminded with a laugh.

He had clearly seen the killing intent in Feng Yong's eyes just now. In addition, he had mobilized the entire military police. This matter was serious.

One had to know that the military police was a force that was transferred from the Feng Residence's Guard Battalion and the 7th Brigade's 620th Regiment. Which one of them wasn't a ruthless person who had fought in a sea of blood? Their combat strength was so strong that it wouldn't be difficult for them to wipe out the entire Guard Battalion.

Now that the situation in Fengtian was uncertain, if they rashly slaughtered the guard battalion, it would definitely be a failure to stabilize the city and resist the Japanese army's attack.

Moreover, if he killed the personal guard of the young marshal, wouldn't he become enemies with the hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Northeast Army and the highest-ranking military officers of the three eastern provinces?

"Yes!" Feng Yong responded casually and did not say anything. He led the fully armed gendarmerie out. Zhang Shiyi quickly followed, afraid that something big would happen.

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