Swords drawn! He charged into a dragon's pool and a tiger's den alone!
When Zhang Xueming heard from Yang Yuting.
When Old Marshal Zhang ruled the three provinces, he owed the Japanese army more than 300 million yuan. He was so shocked that he almost couldn't close his mouth.
Zhang Xueming knew a little about it.
However, most of them were rumors. Some said it was tens of millions, while others said it was hundreds of millions. Who would have thought that it was actually more than 300 million?
Zhang Xueming couldn't help but admire Old Marshal Zhang for being the first person to take advantage of the Japanese army.
The Japanese army was really a group of fools.
Old Marshal Zhang started his career with the help of the Japanese army in the past. After he became stronger step by step and had the foundation to contend with the Japanese army, he gradually broke away from the control of the Japanese army and became stronger.
On the road to becoming bigger and stronger, Old Marshal Zhang relied on various names to borrow 300 million yuan from the Japanese army for combat readiness development funds.
The Japanese army boasted that the Feng family was their spokesperson in China, so they naturally had no complaints.
He would even allocate a portion to Old Marshal Zhang every time.
In a euphemistic way, he was afraid that the army would be too tight.
However, the Japanese army would never have thought that after personally funding Old Marshal Zhang from weak to strong, they would finally be able to endure the harvest season.
Not only did he not get a single cent back, but he also did not get a single cent back.
The various conditions that he had agreed to when he borrowed the money, such as the division of land, the mining of minerals, and the requirements for the immigrants to live in Fengtian, were all rejected.
This caused the commander of the Kwantung Army, Muraoka Choutarou, and the Japanese cabinet to almost suffer a cerebral hemorrhage.
When Muraoka Choutarou and Old Marshal Zhang confronted each other, Old Marshal Zhang also vividly displayed the face of a bandit.
Money?
You can lend me another 100 million military funds and win the Northern Expedition.
As for the conditions, there was no problem. They could talk about it after the battle was over.
Just like that.
Even the dumbest Japanese army knew that the funding for military expenses was equivalent to a meat bun hitting a dog. There was no return.
With the same behavior as later generations, the Japanese army also completely blacklisted Zhang Laoshuai and Feng Jun.
Moreover, the Japanese cabinet had clearly stated this.
He was not allowed to give Fengtian any more money, not even a bullet.
The Japanese army also understood.
Old Marshal Zhang and Feng Jun were ungrateful wolves who were lying on them. No matter how much effort they put in, they would only bring disaster upon themselves.
Under such circumstances, Yang Yuting's work was indeed difficult to carry out.
The most important thing was…
Old Marshal Zhang repeatedly sucked the blood of the Japanese army, and Yang Yuting played a very important role.
Yang Yuting roughly explained the situation. He looked a little troubled.
"General, I was thinking if we should change someone to negotiate with the Japanese army? Brother Yongjiang's negotiation with the White Russians is very appropriate, right?”
Zhang Xueming chuckled.
"Chief of Staff Yang, the more it is like this, the more you should step in.”
Hmm?
Yang Yuting was a little confused.
"Marshal, please give me some pointers. This matter is really difficult for me to carry out, I'm afraid it will ruin Marshal's plan.”
Disgraceful things were small, but it would ruin Zhang Xueming's plan.
Then, he, Yang Yuting, would be a sinner for eternity.
Yang Yuting had studied it many times. The Middle East railway was of great importance and was related to the future war with the Japanese army.
Nothing could go wrong.
Staff officer Yang is confident enough, the Middle East railway and the Soviets 'war is true, the lack of military spending is true, the joint attack with Russia is true, and the funding of military spending by Russia is also true.”
"Since it's all true, what's there to worry about? Just be confident."
Yang Yuting was about to speak when Zhang Xueming continued.
"The Japanese army has a big appetite. They can't wait for the battle between the Fengjun and the Soviets to consume more military power and remove more obstacles for future aggression.”
"So, no matter how much the Japanese army hated you and me, they would definitely treat us as distinguished guests.”
Zhang Xueming's words seemed to have magic.
Yang Yuting hadn't slept well for several days because of this matter, but now he actually felt much more relieved.
"Marshal, if the Japanese army doesn't agree, who is this humble servant?”
"There's no need to waste your breath. Just say that the Ministry of Armaments must choose one of the two railroads. If the Middle East railway cannot be recycled, please ask Muraoka Choutarou to come to Mukden to discuss the recycling of Manchurian Iron.”
Yang Yuting was shocked. Seeing Zhang Xueming's imposing manner, he respectfully lowered his head.
"Marshal, I understand.”
Not to mention.
After Zhang Xueming's reminder, Yang Yuting really understood.
May 25th.
Under the escort of a group of soldiers, Yang Yuting went north and arrived at the Kwantung Army headquarters in Lushun.
After the Anshan Iron Mine and Fushun Coal Mine incident.
The relationship between the Feng Army and the Guandong Army had reached a freezing point in recent years.
Moreover,
Old Marshal Zhang of Fengtian was killed by the Guandong Army. The Fengjun had not forgotten this debt.
Those who plan for great things must be able to endure.
War is the art of deception.
It wasn't that he had forgotten, it was just that he hadn't reached the point where he could kill him with a single blow.
With Zhang Xueming's approval, Yang Yuting was neither humble nor overbearing. He was neither arrogant nor fierce, nor did he have the posture of asking for help.
"Sir, it's been a while since you've come to my place.”
Muraoka Choutarou looked coldly at Yang Yuting, wondering what the Chief of Staff of the three armed forces was here for.
But who would have thought?
Yang Yuting had been with Zhang Xueming for a long time, so he had unintentionally taken a shadow of Zhang Xueming in his words and actions.
"Mr. Muraoka, our army is working on retrieving the railway control. We have come to discuss this matter with the Kwantung Army.”
Weng!
Muraoka Choutarou slowly got up from his chair.
A pair of dark eyes glared at Yang Yuting with malice.
"Chief of Staff Yang, can I interpret these words as a forced recall of the South Manchurian Railroad that belongs to the Japanese army?”
"Do you know? This... This is tantamount to declaring war on our army!"
Bang!
Muraoka Choutarou slammed his palm on the table and roared.
The
office door was knocked open, and Senior Advisor Kawamoto quickly barged in with a few guards.
Yang Yuting, who had several rifles pointed at his head, was still calm and composed, as if he did not care about the tense atmosphere at all. Instead, he straightened his back even more.
"Heh, why is Mr. Muraoka so unstable now? It seemed that he had a lot to worry about recently, right?”
Yang Yuting's words deeply pricked Muraoka Choutarou's nerves.
Muraoka Choutarou was secretly furious.
If the Anshan Iron Mine and Fushun Coal Mine had not changed hands, he would not have been so busy.
"This one is very good. On the contrary, I advise Chief of Staff Yang to make his words clearer so that there won't be any unnecessary misunderstandings! Did the mandatory recycling of the railway just now include the Manchurian railway?”
Sensing the threat in his words, Yang Yuting didn't think that Muraoka Choutarou wouldn't dare to shoot.
However, his expression did not change.
"It is indeed included…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Daisuke Kawamoto held a pistol to the back of Yang Yuting's head and looked at Muraoka Choutarou.
However…
Without waiting for Muraoka Choutarou to signal with his eyes, his voice continued to echo.
"That will depend on whether the Middle East railway can be successfully recovered. If we can send troops successfully, Minister Zhang of the Ministry of Armaments will no longer have any thoughts about the South Manchurian railway.”
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PS: Diary of a Failed Street…
Bao, is that you? You gave me a flower today…
Sob... When you gave it to others, you still remembered to leave one for me. As expected, I'm the most unique one in your heart!
I love you so much, baby ~~~
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