At this moment.
Zhang Jing 'an led the vanguard and rushed to the north gate of Fengtian.
The scene before him made him somewhat unable to believe it.
The capital of the Feng clan did not even have sentries standing guard at the city gate. If the Feng clan did not fall, the heavens would not tolerate it.
"Han Shaogong, order the troops to lock down the entire city.”
"Yes, sir!"
Han Shaogong, the fourth division commander, immediately ordered,"The first group, the east side. The second group, the west side.”
"Third regiment, take down the armory."
With this order, the 20,000 American soldiers split into four groups and spread out in all directions of Fengtian City.
Han Shaogong personally led his troops to the police station, which was the only place in the city that had the ability to resist.
Meanwhile, Zhang Jing 'an took the Guard Battalion and rode a military truck to the marshal's residence.
Soon, they appeared in front of a magnificent building complex.
In 1912, Zhang Yuting, who was then the governor of Fengtian, bought the Qianqing Daotai Mansion.
The following year, he bought the Jiangzhe Guild Hall next door. In 1914, he razed two mansions and started building the Marshal's Mansion.
The new marshal's mansion was built in the style of the former Qing Dynasty's mansion, covering an area of 36,000 square meters.
In the entire three eastern provinces, it was a unique mansion.
This place bore the weight of the rise and fall of two generations of the Zhang family.
In the original history, the Japanese occupied Fengtian and collected no less than 80,000 gold bars from the Marshal's Mansion.
There were jewelry, antiques, and countless collections.
"Marshal."
"After the Huanggutun incident, Zhao Xishun was removed from his post.”
"The person in charge of protecting the marshal's residence is the commander of the guards personally appointed by Zhang Xiaoliu, Rong Ye, Rong Zhen's eldest son.”
"There are 500 soldiers in the Guard Battalion, each with a Thompson submachine gun.”
Before he could get close, the guard battalion commander, Chen Shusheng, quickly reported to Zhang Jing 'an.
Hearing this, Zhang Jingan immediately understood.
Zhang Xiaoliu was suspicious and brooded over the Huanggutun incident.
He even dismissed Zhang Yuting's adjutant and guard captain, Zhao Xishun, and arranged for such a powerful guard battalion to protect his safety.
The power of 500 Thompson submachine guns, especially in the city, was comparable to a regiment.
"Rong Zhen's son, Rong Ye."
Zhang Jing 'an's expression turned colder as he muttered the name.
Rong Zhen was a famous person. On September 18th, he was the Lieutenant General Chief of Staff in the office of the Commander of the Border Guards of the Three Eastern Provinces.
It was this guy who moved the office of the governor to Jinzhou during the early days of the war.
Otherwise, how could the armies of the three eastern provinces collapse so quickly?
In the future, after the Japanese occupied the entire North China, Rong Zhen took the lead to become a traitor.
In 1943, he became a high-ranking official of the Wang puppet army and later became a villain.
"Gather the guards and surround the marshal's residence.”
Zhang Jing 'an shouted sternly with a gloomy expression.
His guard battalion was originally the reconnaissance battalion of the 4th division. It had a total of 800 soldiers and was extremely powerful.
A mere Guard Battalion of the Marshal's Residence was nothing!
"Yes, sir!"
The guard battalion commander, Chen Shusheng, immediately understood Zhang Jing 'an's meaning and quickly gathered his troops.
The guard battalion of the marshal's residence did not mean anything, but Rong Zhen's son could. He was the personal guard of Zhang Xiaoliu.
"Ta Ta"
Instantly.
Eight hundred soldiers of the Guard Battalion, armed to the teeth and wearing steel helmets, quickly surrounded the marshal's residence from all directions.
Not even a fly could fly away.
"Who is it?"
The soldiers guarding the gate of the marshal's residence raised their guns when they saw the stranger approaching.
"Men, shoot them down."
Zhang Jing 'an shouted coldly, and a dozen elite soldiers immediately disarmed the soldiers.
This change had nothing to do with the ordinary soldiers. It only targeted the group of officials in the marshal's residence.
Ta!
At this moment.
A flurry of footsteps sounded from the marshal's manor.
The soldiers rushed out one by one, led by the commander of the guards, Rong Ye.
"Gulp."
However, when they saw the situation in front of them, everyone could not help but swallow their saliva.
A large group of elite soldiers wearing helmets and American khaki uniforms appeared in front of them.
They formed a battle formation and surrounded the marshal's residence. All the high points in all directions were occupied.
There were dozens of Browning light and heavy machine guns and four 60mm mortars.
At this moment.
The guard unit was like a turtle in a jar.
"Brothers, I am the commander of the guards of the marshal's residence.”
"If there's anything, let's talk it out. There's no need to be so hostile, right?!”
"How about this? Make way first. When the time comes, I'll put in a good word for you in front of the major.”
Rong Ye smiled and tried to convince the guards in front of him.
Unfortunately, these American soldiers looked like the East... In reality, all northerners were generated by the system.
To them, being loyal to Zhang Jing 'an was their highest mission, even if it meant sacrificing their lives.
"Under the commander-in-chief's orders, anyone who dares to leave the commander-in-chief's residence will be killed without mercy!”
the leading American soldier said coldly.
Whoosh!
In an instant.
More than 100 guards at the gate of the marshal's residence raised their M1s.
In the middle were two Browning heavy machine guns.
This scene made Rong Ye's scalp tingle, and he retracted his foot that was about to step out of the gate.
In order to deal with these guys, it was useless even if he said it out loud.
"Damned fellow, you're actually so stubborn.”
Rong Ye, who was boiling with anger, made up his mind and swung his right hand backward.
The 500 soldiers of the Guards Battalion pulled their guns.
"Da da! Da da!"
However, before they could do anything, a group of American soldiers aimed their guns at Rong Ye's feet.
The bullets hit the concrete floor, creating sparks.
Instantly.
Rong Ye's face was pale, and he shivered in fear.
Only now did he understand that these people might have come for the marshal's residence.
Looking at the dense group of American Mechanical Soldiers, Rong Ye felt a hint of panic in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and waved behind him.
However, the unfamiliar soldiers in front of him had their eyes on the entire Guard Battalion, and their guns were filled with killing intent.
As long as they dared to move, they would shoot immediately.
"Hehe, Major."
"Are you talking about the rich playboy who only knows how to smoke cigarettes and play mahjong?”
A figure slowly walked over from behind. Zhang Jing 'an's lips curled into a cold smile.
The guards on the left and right sides opened up a path for him.
"Bastard, is the young marshal someone you can evaluate?”
Rong Ye flew into a rage and almost shot the 'little scoundrel' opposite him to death on the spot.
In fact.
Only a small portion of the older generation knew about Zhang Jing 'an's existence.
Moreover, he had gone to Xuhui Public School in Shanghai a long time ago.
Therefore, the hedonistic sons of Fengtian City did not know him, including Rong Ye.
Of course, even if he knew that the person in front of him was Zhang Jing 'an, Rong Ye still wouldn't admit defeat.
How could a mere illegitimate child compare to the Major?。
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