I became the father of the young marshal
2 It’s not easy to be the king of the northeast

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In the military warehouse outside the city, there were mountains of equipment and planes. This arsenal was awesome. There were planes, tanks, and cannons.

"Handsome, Chief of Staff Yang is here." Xi Shun knew that Yang Guanghui was the handsome man's favorite general, and this batch of equipment was likely to be distributed by him.

Yang Guanghui arrived outside Fengtian City in a car. He was previously in Fengtian Munitions Factory, so he could get here so quickly. He did not know what the marshal was up to.

The Wei Nation's guards had already surrounded this generation. After all, the Wei Nation's spies were everywhere, and Zhang Zhengzong was sure that they had roped in many high-level figures of the Feng family.

Feng Jun was like a sieve. He had long been infiltrated by the spies of the Black Dragon Gang.

Otherwise, the reason why the Japanese army dared to easily launch a mutiny and occupy the three eastern provinces with just a few people was mostly due to the power of the old traitors within the Feng family.

This batch of weapons and equipment was extremely attractive to the Japanese army, let alone the Feng army.

Old Zhang had a jade ring made of emeralds on his hand. Wearing it made him look like a landlord and a nouveau riche.

This Japanese was indeed a talent. He had the title of Little Zhuge and was one of the core figures of the Feng clan.

Now, he was the chief councilor of the three eastern provinces 'inspection envoy and the supervisor of the three provinces' arsenal. He was a hot figure in the department.

However, this guy was arrogant and conceited. He did not have many achievements in the military. He could not be considered a famous general, but he was indeed a talent.

"Marshal." Yang Guanghui saluted Zhang Zhengzong respectfully. He didn't care about Little Zhang, but Old Zhang was a big tiger. He couldn't be careless.

"The federation is here.”Zhang Zhengzong casually made some small talk, and Yang Guanghui easily replied with a " not bad ". However, there seemed to be something strange between his brows. After all, Old Zhang had never cared about his family affairs in the past.

"That's good. I'll give you a mission. Help me receive someone.”However, Old Zhang still valued Yang Guanghui very much, and the same was true for Zhang Zhengzong. After all, he was a trusted general that he had personally promoted. He wanted to use this guy to restrict the elders of the Feng lineage.

"Oh, who is it that the marshal values so much?”Yang Guanghui nodded. This was normal, but he was more curious about who could make Old Zhang care so much.

"It's a foreigner. Glory, I have high hopes for you, but you still have to be careful. My brothers have been very dissatisfied with you recently.”Zhang Zhengzong didn't say it explicitly. As the boss, he had to keep his subordinates in check. Otherwise, if he couldn't control the situation, he would be taken over sooner or later.

If he was no longer around, Little Zhang would definitely not be able to suppress those elders of the Feng lineage. If Little Zhang did not come from a good background and had a good father for free, with the position of young marshal, he would be nothing.

Yang Guanghui nodded. He knew that Old Zhang was talking about the things he had been dealing with recently. Old Zhang was very angry because the Feng army had suffered a defeat. As the core figure of the Feng faction, he naturally could not escape this whirlpool.

If Old Zhang wanted to regularize the army, he would definitely not be able to avoid his old brothers. For example, Tang Erhu and the others were Old Zhang's sworn brothers. The atmosphere of the Green Forest was too strong.

The troops were fed on empty pay and blood, and a few of them were even selling tobacco and soil. What kind of combat power could such a troop have?

To put it bluntly, these people were capable, but they were not strong enough. Moreover, they were too selfish and had always held onto the military power in their hands.

However, it was not easy to deal with. For example, Tang Erhu. His unit could be surnamed Zhang or Tang. Zhang Zhengzong did not know why Old Zhang had tolerated him previously. This ambitious man was too loyal!

However, what was the use of friendship? If it was him, it would be impossible for Tang Erhu to get any benefits.

Of course, you can't change them all. If that's the case, Old Zhang's position won't be stable.

These people had already formed a network of interests and nepotism that was deeply rooted in the Feng faction. If they were all replaced, the Feng faction could be said to be finished.

Old Zhang was the leader of the largest Feng faction warlord, and the people under him were also the leaders of small warlords. This was the common problem of warlords, which was different from the army controlled by political parties.

"Alright."

Zhang Zhengzong waved his hand, and the group of people began to walk in.

Yang Guanghui's expression finally changed. As the Chief of Staff of the Feng Army, he actually didn't know that there was an arsenal here. How many things was the commander hiding from him?

"Wow, imported Mauser Kar98K, a brand new gun. It's not cheap. ZB-26? China doesn't have this gun yet, right?”

The ZB-26 was the future of the Soviet Union. The word had not been spoken to China yet, but Old Yang was a knowledgeable person and recognized this weapon.

Finally, the ZB-26 looked at Maxim. There were no less than 100 Maxim in the entire warehouse, enough to equip an army.

The most important thing was that he couldn't recognize the tanks. They weren't Renault FT-17s because they were much bigger.

This was Tank 1 and Tank 2, the best tanks in the world at the moment.

When they reached the innermost part, the rows of planes almost made Yang Guanghui's eyes pop out.

"So many planes, how much money are they worth!”

The firearms and equipment in this entire warehouse were not even enough to buy the taxes of the three eastern provinces in the past three years, let alone the advanced nature of the tanks and planes.

"Take a look at the model of the cannon.”

"Marshal wants to test me? These are the Krupp 75mm Field Cannons, Krupp 75mm Mountain Cannons, and Krupp 105mm Howitzers. They are also one of the best Howitzers in the world. The heavy weapons here are all German-style weapons. However, Commander, we are using old-style and Japanese weapons. It will be very troublesome to replenish our ammunition.”

With the help of the Wei Nation, the Fengtian Munitions Factory had already been built.

This was done using Wei Nation technology, equipment, and mechanics, so the imitation was naturally Japanese weapons. Yang Guanghui felt that although the equipment was good, it was very troublesome to supply ammunition. He couldn't rely on buying it, as that was unrealistic.

As a qualified chief of staff, he had to point out this fact. Although the item was good, it was meaningless if it was not useful. The Japanese were such a country. Their weapons were made by thousands of countries, and it was enough to make the logistics people collapse.

"I know, we all know what the Wei Nation people are trying to do by helping us build the arsenal. Is this arsenal ours or theirs?

These guys know the situation in the Munitions Factory better than we do. This won't do. I've decided to part ways with them.”

Yang Guanghui was shocked. Feng's backer had always been the Wei Nation. If he wasn't from the Wei Nation, Old Zhang wouldn't have become the King of the Northeast.

"Marshal, shouldn't we be more cautious? You have to know that our current situation isn't too good. The Lu faction is eyeing our territory like a tiger eyeing its prey.”

The three eastern provinces were sandwiched between Mao Xiong, the Wei Nation, and the immediate family, and they were enemies on almost all sides. Old Zhang was close to the Wei Nation for a reason. After all, this guy was an ambitious person and knew the severity of the matter.

"I know. Take it slow. I'm just giving you a heads-up.”

Yang Guanghui nodded seriously. At the same time, he was thinking about why Old Zhang was doing this with him. Was he going to tell this matter through him?

He was now like an official in ancient times. What he had to do was to figure out the intentions of the higher-ups and solve problems for Old Zhang.

After all, Yang Guanghui had quite a few subordinates, especially since he had graduated from the Wei Nation's Army Sergeant School. Almost all of his subordinates had graduated from the Army Sergeant School and were deeply influenced by the Wei Nation, so Old Zhang had to greet him.

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