June 20th, 1928.
Fengtian, in a house that occupied 20 acres in Xinmin City.
Zhang Jing 'an looked straight ahead, his expression a little dazed. Everything around him was strange yet familiar.
He had never thought that he would actually transmigrate to the Republic of China.
He also did not expect that he would be the illegitimate son of the famous Feng faction warlord leader, Zhang Yuting.
Zhang Yuting married six wives in his life and gave birth to eight sons and six daughters.
Among them, the eldest Xueliang and the second Xueming were born to the original wife, Mrs. Zhao.
The third son Xueceng and the fourth son Xuesi were born by Mrs. Xu of the fourth room.
The fifth son, Xue Sen, the sixth son, Xue Jun, the seventh son, Xue Ying and the eighth son, Xue Quan, were born by Mrs. Shou.
His appearance was an accident. Although everyone knew that Zhang Jing 'an was Marshal Zhang's son, no one cared about him.
At this moment, some vague memories gradually surfaced in Zhang Jing 'an's heart.
Those were memories that belonged to the original body.
Born in 1905, Zhang Jingan was only three years older than Zhang Xueming.
From a young age, only his mother's old servant, Uncle An, accompanied him as he grew up, until he entered Xuhui Public School at the age of 12.
There, he learned English, German, Japanese, French, and Russian.
At the age of 18, he was admitted to the German Military Command Academy. At the age of 22, he graduated and returned to Mukden. He was currently the head of the Xinmin Security Guard.
"From what I remember, this big brother is really not favored!”
Rubbing his brows, Zhang Jing 'an sighed to himself.
He was the second son of the leader of the Feng family, a graduate of the German Military Command Academy, but he was only a security captain.
If this were to spread, no one would believe it.
In comparison, Zhang Xiaoliu was a regimental commander at the age of 20, a brigade commander at the age of 22, and a commander at the age of 24. He was the commander-in-chief of the Jingyu garrison.
He was simply the chosen one.
Without a doubt, this was a special era.
The old and new alternated, bursting with endless brilliant light, giving birth to many scholars and sages who saved the country.
Outside the pass was also a good place.
It had only been twenty years since Yan Huang entered the new era from the decadent feudal era.
There were warlords everywhere, bandits running amok, trouble within, and foreign powers eyeing them.
Only outside the pass, under Zhang Yuting's governance, industry and commerce advanced side by side, becoming a 'pure land'.
However, the Japanese who were close at hand were coveting this fertile land all the time, and the situation became more and more critical.
On the 4th of June, he created the Huanggutun incident, killing the Feng faction commander, Zhang Yuting.
"I believe that my brother should be busy taking over the position now!”
Zhang Jing 'an muttered as he gazed at the quaint yet innovative buildings around him.
No one knew better than him the direction of history. Zhang Xiaoliu would take over as the leader of the Feng lineage.
In order to protect the border, Zhang Xiaoliu would choose to submit to the national team and compromise with the Japanese.
However, it was precisely this success that made the Japanese see the weakness of the Feng faction. They created friction again and again.
Later on, they invaded the three eastern provinces on a large scale. More than 1 million square kilometers were occupied, and 30 million people were reduced to slaves.
Zhang Xiaoliu, who everyone regarded as Marshal Yu's successor, revealed his true colors.
Cowardly and incompetent, timid and afraid of trouble, without any sense of responsibility.
"Will history continue to repeat itself?!”
Zhang Jing 'an's eyes darkened.
As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, he naturally did not want the Dragon Country to fall into the suffering of the past again.
But now, other than a glamorous resume, he did not have any power to change the situation.
Because he was only Zhang Yuting's illegitimate son, no one would acknowledge him as the second young master of the Zhang family.
At this moment.
A mechanical voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Jingan's mind.
Ding-dong. The host has successfully activated the Divine Selection System. Please make one of the following choices:
" Option 1: Let nature take its course and do nothing. Reward: An American Mechanical Enhancement Team!”
"Selection 2: Pack up and leave. Reward: 10 million dollars!”
" Option 3: Annoying the heroes and deposing Zhang Xiaoliu. Reward: 100,000 expeditionary troops!”
"Divine level choice…Choosing a system?"
Hearing the voice in his mind, Zhang Jingan was stunned for a moment before he immediately reacted.
A look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
As expected, transmigration was accompanied by a cheat, and his cheat was a powerful system that was infused with the word 'god-level'.
"Ding-dong. Host, please make a choice within ten minutes. The system will automatically be invalid after the deadline!”
The system's voice sounded again.
Zhang Jing 'an then focused his attention on the three options.
Without any hesitation, he made his choice.
"I choose three!"
It was impossible for him to kneel. He would never kneel in this lifetime.
In this era, how could it be justified to do nothing?
As for handing the Feng lineage to that prodigal Zhang Xiaoliu, it was even more impossible.
Therefore, he decided to make his own decisions and save Yan Huang from danger, leading the Dragon Country to rise.
Ding-dong. Selection successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining an expeditionary army of 100,000.
Main weapons: M1 Garland semi-automatic rifle, M1911 Browning pistol, Thompson submachine gun, M1918A2 Browning light machine gun, M1919A4 heavy machine gun, Mark II grenade, M260mm mortar, M181mm mortar
At this moment, the system's mechanical notification sounded in Zhang Jingan's mind, shocking him.
The expeditionary army was one of the strongest armies in the history of the national team.
It was equipped with a full set of American equipment, skilled in combat skills, and had a strong will to fight. It could be said to be a strong army that had been through hundreds of battles.
With just these 100,000 people, Zhang Jing 'an could slaughter all the Japanese in the Four Eastern Provinces.
One had to know that the Japanese had less than 50,000 people stationed in the entire Dragon Country.
Among them, the 2nd Division of the Kwantung Army, the 6 independent garrisons, the Lushun Heavy Artillery Battalion, and the gendarmerie were about 20,000 people.
There were about 10,000 soldiers, police, and other auxiliary forces in the township.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Jing 'an didn't think too much about it."System, extract 100,000 expeditionary troops.”
The house he lived in was located three kilometers north of Xinmin, surrounded by dense hills.
Moreover, it was late at night, so no one noticed the changes here.
"Weng…"
It was accompanied by a slight tremor.
The void rippled, and the illusory figures slowly turned corporeal.
An elite soldier wearing a steel helmet, khaki combat uniform, and leather boots appeared in the outskirts of the new citizens.
At the same time, a large number of cannons, trucks, armored vehicles, tanks, and so on appeared.
In the dark night, a strong killing intent gradually rose from the northern part of the new citizens.
No one would have thought that from this moment on, the situation in the Feng lineage, outside the pass, the Dragon Country, and the world would change.。
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