[12] Take down the Feng-system! The commander-in-chief,
Zhang Yiming, and Zhang Xiaoliu, walked out of the emergency building one after another.
"Smoke?"
Zhang Xueming tore open the cigarette packaging, took out a cigarette, and pointed it at Zhang Xiaoliu.
Zhang Xiaoliu looked on coldly.
His hands did not move.
Zhang Xueming didn't mind. He took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth very naturally.
He did not light it.
This was Zhang Xueming's bad habit in his previous life.
He enjoyed the mellow smell of tobacco in cigarettes, but he hated the smell of smoke after lighting them. He hated the harmful substances in cigarettes even more.
"Second brother, if you have anything to say, you can say it.”
Zhang Xiaoliu suddenly said.
Zhang Xueming turned his head and smiled slightly. He grabbed the cigarette and took a puff at the tip of his nose.
"Our Guandong Yezi cigarettes are not bad and are very particular. However, making this kind of cigarette would lose some charm, so the method was very important.”
She turned around and faced Zhang Xiauli.
"Big brother, do you know? I enjoyed the smell, but I didn't like to smoke. Usually, when I was troubled, I would smell it and let it out. I would say, smoke a few mouthfuls.”
"Regardless of whether the other party will smoke or not, he will accept the invitation. Otherwise, he won't give me face.”
A smile appeared on Zhang Xueming's face.
However, Zhang Xiaoliu could not feel any warmth from his smile. Instead, he felt a chill down his spine.
"Big brother, smoke a few mouthfuls. Don't waste it.”
He looked at the cigarette in front of him.
Zhang Xiaoliu panicked, and his body could not help but tremble.
"I didn't see Zhang ZuZuoxiang, Tang Yulin, and Ma Longtan in the emergency room just now.”
"They should be here soon."
Boom!
As soon as he said that, Zhang Xiaoliu's expression changed drastically.
It became pale and bloodless.
Zhang Zuoxiang, Tang Yulin, and Ma Longtan were the core generals of Marshal Zhang's faction.
This was also the confidence of Zhang Xiaoliu.
Zhang Xue Ming's words were undoubtedly warning Zhang Xiao Liu that his trump card had been completely cleaned out.
Zhang Xiaoliu's psychological defense collapsed as he took the cigarette with trembling hands.
"Big brother, you probably didn't hear what I said clearly. I said, smoke two mouthfuls.”
The voice that sounded like a demon's whisper rang out.
* Swish ~
* A flash of fire appeared, and green smoke curled up. Zhang Xueming exhaled thick smoke from his mouth and nose.
"Let's go. Everyone should be waiting anxiously.”
Looking at Zhang Xueming's background, Zhang Xiaoliu gritted his teeth.
He still had hope.
Even though he was pressured by Zhang Xueming, Zhang Xiaoliu still had one last hope.
Those were Marshal Zhang's last words!!
No one knew what Zhang Xueming and Zhang Xiaoliu went out to talk about.
However, those who were attentive noticed something.
When the two of them returned.
Zhang Xiaoliu was half a body behind Zhang Xueming.
Don't underestimate this half a body.
The profound meaning contained within was extremely shocking.
Marshal Zhang's emergency treatment lasted until nine in the morning.
The door of the emergency room was pushed open from the inside. The attending doctor walked out and shook his head at everyone.
"Hurry up."
"F * ck, who the f * ck let you out? Get in there and save the marshal, or I'll kill you right now.”
A high-ranking general was furious.
He took out his gun and pointed it at the head of the attending doctor.
Zhang Xueming shot Yang Yuting a look, and the latter raised his hand to press the gun down.
"Nonsense!"
"The marshal is awake, the marshal is awake!”
A young nurse revealed half of her body from behind the door and shouted anxiously.
Zhang Xueming quickly walked over.
Zhang Xiaoliu and the others hurriedly followed.
Marshal Zhang was already on the verge of death. He forced himself to open his eyes, his lips trembling.
Zhang Xueming quickly went forward.
"Marshal, what do you want?”
Yang Yuting, Han Linchun, and the others had sharp gazes, afraid that they would say something like letting Zhang Xiaoliu take over the commander's seal.
Zhang Xiaoliu's dejected eyes lit up again.
There was hope again.
"Father, father, Liu Zi is here. If you have something to say, say it quickly.”
Zhang Xiaoliu's cries were filled with tears. It was obvious that he was really anxious.
Zhang Xueming calmly swept his eyes and didn't make a sound.
At the same time, he cast a look at Yang Yuting and the others, telling them not to do anything.
Marshal Zhang raised his trembling finger and pointed at Zhang Xueming. He arched his upper body and shouted with his last bit of strength.
"Second Brother, Feng Jun…Take good care of Feng Jun!"
At
9:30 on the 4th of June, after Huanggutun time, Marshal Zhang, the king of Northeast China, died.
The emergency room was eerily silent.
Everyone was wondering if Marshal Zhang's last words meant that he would pass the marshal seal to the second young master of the Zhang family, Zhang Xueming.
Yang Yuting reacted the fastest.
"Marshal, when is the funeral?”
Yang Yuting was looking at Zhang Xueming and not Zhang Xiaoliu.
"We will definitely continue to be loyal to the Zhang family.”
The few people who came with Zhang Xueming shouted at Zhang Xueming.
Everyone was waiting for Zhang Xueming to make a statement.
Now.
As long as Zhang Xueming nodded, the entire Feng lineage would be his.
Zhang Xueming would become.
The commander of the army, the commander of the army, the commander of the army, the commander of the army, the commander of the army.
"Big brother, next time don't be impulsive in public. The Zhang family's reputation needs to be protected by both of us.”
Zhang Xueming's calm words made Zhang Xiaoliu shudder.
He stood up and forced a smile.
"The marshal passed away and I couldn't control it for a moment. It won't happen again, second brother.”
Zhang Xiaoliu's attitude was neither respectful nor indifferent.
He had the scent of a loser.
Zhang Xiaoliu understood that his last hope had been completely destroyed.
"We will continue to be loyal to the marshal and the Zhang family! Stabilize the country!"
Whoosh!
Shouts sounded in the emergency room.
All of the high-ranking generals of the Feng Branch expressed their loyalty to Zhang Xueming.
No bloodshed!
The high-ranking generals of the Feng faction were all terrified. This Zhang family's second young master had hidden too deeply.
Usually, he didn't show off.
Not only did he have all the commanders of the three armed forces under his command, even Yang Yuting, Han Linchun, and Li Jinglin were already his men.
If it wasn't for the marshal's assassination today, who knew how deep he would hide.
At this moment.
The high-ranking generals of the Feng lineage warned themselves not to underestimate the Second Young Master of the Zhang family.
The three provinces in the northeast are not the only provinces in the northeast.
Zhang Xueming needed someone who could represent the Zhang family and the Feng lineage.
It was impossible for him to take care of everything.
For the next two years, Zhang Xueming's focus would definitely be on improving his military strength and updating his weapons and equipment.
Before the catastrophe in 2031, they would increase the overall combat strength of the Feng-based troops to the greatest extent.
The Japanese wanted to start a war in 2031.
Then Zhang Xueming wouldn't mind turning this war into a war to recover the territory of the northeast and the beginning of a counterattack against the East Ocean Island.
Since he, Zhang Xueming, was here…
He would never let history repeat itself.
"Big brother, we are a family. Don't worry, our enemies are outside.”
Zhang Xueming said softly as he looked at Little Six's nervous eyes.
"Of course, of course."
"I hereby announce that Zhang Xiaoliu is now the commander of the army. All diplomatic matters will be handled by Zhang Xiaoliu.”
Thud!
Everyone was stunned by his words.
Zhang Xiaoliu reacted the fastest and quickly replied.
"Outside, outside, uncles, please don't forget. To the outside world, I'm a young marshal, but behind closed doors, my second brother is a marshal.”
Zhang Xueming looked at Zhang Xiaoliu with admiration.
It was not that he was useless.
The news of Marshal Zhang's death quickly spread.
At the same time.
The news of Zhang Xiaoliu taking over the command of the Feng faculty army spread like wildfire.
Zhang Xiaoliu was only 28 years old.
The outside world expressed their grief for Marshal Zhang's oath and sent gifts to celebrate his ascension to the position of marshal.
Zhang Xiaolig is very famous
However, the high-ranking officers of the Feng faction knew that Zhang Xiaoliu was only a puppet.
Zhang Clan's Second Young Master's puppet.
Zhang Xiaoliu's position was very clear. On the night of the congratulatory gift he received, all of them appeared at Zhang Xueming's residence. He did not dare to hide a single one.
Zhang Xueming didn't explain his intention.
Zhang Xiaoliu was very timid.
He didn't dare to resist. Even if he did, Zhang Xueming would kill him in the cradle.
Even the surface of the current glory would be stripped away.
Zhang Xiaoliu was very satisfied with his current situation. He was a person who was easily satisfied. The desire for the position of commander-in-chief in his heart mostly came from enjoying wealth.
Zhang Xueming had to focus more on the aviation factory of Fengtian Military Factory.
Zhang Xueming even moved the military intelligence to the aerospace factory.
While renovating the aviation factory, he also had to discuss the military matters with the high-ranking generals of the Feng faction.
However, three days after the marshal died.
Zhang Xiaoliu and the other high-ranking generals were all gathered in a special room in the aerospace factory.
"The northeast changed its banner?"
Zhang Xueming murmured softly.
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