Chapter 419: The tough guy complains

The three towns of Wuhan are located in the Jianghan Plain, and although the government declared Chongqing as the capital after the fall of Nanjing, the main party and government organs were reluctant to go further after the evacuation of Wuhan, after all, it was a difficult area with lofty mountains and mountains to the west. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

In the land of China, where the smoke was raging, Wuhan gathered millions of people for a time and became the center and political center of the country's anti-Japanese salvation.

Embassies in China have also moved to Wuhan, and factories and institutions that have been evacuated along the coast have replanted here, as have tens of thousands of political groups, publishing houses, chaebols, and celebrities.

Most of North and Central China were occupied by the invading army, and the people were living in dire straits, but in the Wuhan area, because of the war, there was a deformed prosperity.

With the influx of people into the three towns of Wuhan, various public security problems also deteriorated, and the Japanese spies were also pervasive, assassinating officials and bewitching the people, becoming a cancer.

In this complex social environment, the Supreme Military Commission stationed in Wuhan reorganized and supplemented the military police and stationed them in various localities to assist the police stations in maintaining order, rectifying military discipline, and deterring the small.

The gendarmerie battalion commanded by Zhao Wenbin was in charge of the guard task in the Hankou city, so he had the opportunity to meet Yang Ling and them, who were passing by, and sat down to greet and reminisce.

Although the tavern on the street is not large, the more than a dozen tables of eight immortals in the lobby are full, and the turbid air is mixed with the sour smell of tobacco, spirits and sultry sweat.

Most of the people sitting in the lobby on the first floor were the big-headed soldiers with their sleeves rolled up and their shirtless arms, they were wearing military uniforms of different colors, and they were drinking happily at the moment, and their faces were flushed.

As soon as Yang Ling and Zhao Wenbin, who was wearing the uniform of a lieutenant colonel of the military police, stepped into the threshold, the noisy lobby on the first floor suddenly stagnated and became eerily quiet.

The red-faced soldiers who had drunk scrambled to their feet, some hurriedly dressed, others standing upright and saluting.

Compared with those high-ranking and powerful generals, what these big-headed soldiers are most afraid of is Zhao Wenbin, a fierce gendarme, who falls into their hands, and they have to shed their skin if they don't die.

Zhao Wenbin didn't look at the uneasy soldiers, and waved his hand to the tavern owner: "Find a quiet seat, I want to drink with my brother."

The owner of the tavern is a middle-aged man who has been operating on this street for many years, so he naturally knows Zhao Wenbin, a lieutenant colonel of the military police.

"Camp Chief Zhao upstairs, please-" The tavern owner hurriedly scolded a half-year-old child and said, "Quickly show Camp Chief Zhao the way."

Zhao Wenbin and Yang Ling stepped on the creaking wooden ladder and went upstairs, and the quiet lobby on the first floor was lively again.

"I see that the brothers on the first floor are a little afraid of you." Yang Ling unbuttoned the wind and discipline button, sat on the bench with a golden knife, and opened his mouth teasingly.

Zhao Wenbin also put down his usual serious and cold expression, and poured a cup of water for Yang Ling with a teapot and explained with a smile.

"Brother Yang, those of us who are military police are not as easy as you, if there is no majesty on weekdays, if you can't deter the troops from the provinces, then the city will be chaotic, so ah, Ci is not in charge of the army, and you can't be soft when you should be ruthless."

"That's just as well." Yang Ling smiled and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat

"Take two jars of good wine and get two more appetizers." Zhao Wenbin commanded the half-grown child and sat down with him.

"Brother Yang, you are really blessed, now that you are in the 74th Army, it is the main force of the Central Army that the chairman values, as long as you fight a few battles, the future is limitless, I have to salute you and call Chief Yang next time we meet."

Listening to Zhao Wenbin's sour ridicule, Yang Ling also waved his hand and said: "Brother Zhao, don't be red-eyed, as the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, although our 74th Army has made a little famous, but it has also become a thorn in the flesh of the devil, with the character of a little devil who will repay us, the next time we meet it, we must not be greeted to death, not to mention being promoted to become rich, whether we can survive is two words."

"According to me, it's better for you gendarmerie troops, stay in this safe rear, have no combat mission, don't have to go hungry, don't have to sleep all day with a gun in your arms, how comfortable your life is, what are you not satisfied with."

As Yang Ling was talking, the tavern owner personally sent two jars of wine and a plate of peanuts and a plate of sauce meat.

Zhao Wenbin deducted the mud seal of the wine jar, personally poured a full glass of wine for Yang Ling, and then poured it himself, without waiting for clinking glasses, he raised his head and went into his throat.

Looking at Zhao Wenbin's movements, Yang Ling also guessed that he had something on his mind.

"Brother Yang, let's tell you the truth, although you don't have to worry about food and clothing in the gendarmerie unit, you don't have to fight with devils on the front line, but in this gentle township, it is easy for people to wear off that hard work and forget the hatred of the country and the family."

"Our Northeast Army followed the young marshal into the pass, and the four eastern provinces were all lost to the little devils, my house was occupied, and my father and mother didn't know whether they were dead or alive, I dreamed of fighting back."

Zhao Wenbin said and began to drink again, Yang Ling raised his glass and touched one with him, and asked, "Since you don't want to stay in the gendarmerie unit, why didn't you return to the original army in the first place?"

Hearing Yang Ling's question, Zhao Wenbin, who was slightly drunk, smiled bitterly and said: "Why didn't I want to follow those old brothers to fight devils and go back to the Northeast as soon as possible, but Brother Yang, you don't know, I also have a hard time."

Zhao Wenbin said: "Since our Northeast Army entered the customs, it has been scattered and disorganized into various war zones, and has become an abandoned son raised by the queen, and if there is a vicious battle, it will be sent there to become cannon fodder, and the brothers have suffered heavy casualties and not only can not get equipment and supplies, but have been revoked one by one, and my brothers and I are aggrieved."

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"I can also see that our Northeast Army has no chance to fight back, so I took my brothers to join the military police, and I don't want to be cannon fodder anymore and be a substitute for the dead."

Yang Ling also sighed in his heart, the old man was bent on dividing and disintegrating the troops of the provinces, and his methods were extremely skillful, and now that the Northeast Army had lost its foundation, he would definitely try his best to compress the strength of the Northeast Army.

However, Yang Ling knew this, but it was not good to say it to Zhao Wenbin, so he could only comfort and persuade him with good words, so that he wanted to open something.

"Don't talk about these sad things, you are well informed in the gendarmerie unit, tell me if there is any valuable news recently."

Yang Ling saw that Zhao Wenbin was slightly drunk, and if he continued to talk like this, he had to do something, so he diverted the topic in time.

Yang Ling and their troops have been on the train since they were evacuated from the Lanfeng battlefield, and the news has been cut off, and now they can learn some about the outside world from Zhao Wenbin.

"There's a lot of valuable news, what do you want to hear?"

"Naturally, it's about the good of the troops, and we're not interested in anything else when we are soldiers."

Yang Ling is naturally concerned about the next battle, after all, the battle of Lanfeng is over, if he remembers correctly, the devil will have to launch an attack on Wuhan next, the so-called knowing that the other side will not be defeated in a hundred battles, he also wants to hear a little news in advance.

Zhao Wenbin thought for a while and said: "Then let's talk about the battlefield of Lanfeng first, Han Mulong, the commander of the 88th Division guarding Lanfeng, was shot yesterday."

Hearing this news, Yang Ling was not much surprised, after all, the failure of the Lanfeng Siege to Annihilate the Earth Fat Yuan Division, someone had to come out as a scapegoat, and he felt a little worthless for the commander of the 88th Division.

The 88th Division is the main force of German armament that has fought in Shanghai and Nanjing, although there is no merit but there is also hard work, who knows that it has become a scapegoat in Lanfengcheng, according to reason, there should be someone else who should be shot.

"The commander of the 27th Army, Gui Yongqing, and the commander of the 8th Army, Huang Jie, were also dismissed on the spot. Zhao Wenbin continued.

Regarding this result, Yang Ling also sighed slightly, he was really a general of the Central Army, and the chairman of the committee still had some selfish intentions, if he had been replaced by a miscellaneous general who retreated on the battlefield without authorization, I am afraid that he would have been shot a long time ago, and it would not have been dealt with lightly by dismissal.