"Old Doug always behaved like a different person, frankly a white supremacist, but he was able to deal sensibly with his subordinates of different colors."

"Since the 42nd Infantry Division of the United States Expeditionary Force as the division commander, Doug Sr. has been known for his soldiers from all over the United States, and his skin color is also white, black, and Indian, and he is even called 'Rainbow', and Old Doug, a white man, does not look at his subordinates with prejudice, but uses them reasonably and accurately, and I think this is why MacArthur later became such an outstanding military commander." In order to come to China to participate in the war, MacArthur went through the formalities of retirement in advance, and then threw himself into the war as an officer of the Foreign Legion of the Chinese Army, and many times his desire for victory was stronger than that of many Chinese [***] officers. He was most active in the strategy of the Supreme High Command to regain the west of Lake Baikal. I think this had some influence on me, and when I set out from Zhangjiakou, it was really boring along the way, and I told him a lot about the origins of Outer Mongolia and Lake Baikal and China on the way. ”

"In old Doug's view, in the Han Dynasty, the horseshoe of the [***] people had already set foot here, and Huo Qu was sick and sealed the wolf Juxu; In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a captain who guarded Karasuma and implemented management; In the Tang Dynasty, there was a Beiting Protectorate; In the Song Dynasty, it was under the jurisdiction of Shangjing of the Liao State; In the Yuan Dynasty, it was a direct jurisdiction of the capital of the Yuan Dynasty; In the Ming Dynasty, it was under the management of Duoyan Sanwei. In the eyes of this foreigner, China has been managing this place for almost 2,000 years, and this is naturally China's territory. At the time, I just laughed at his idea, and of course I was grateful that he did. However, what this guy did later made me feel a little crazy. "With the arrival of the second batch of American volunteer military personnel, the number of American [***] people who have been enriched into the squadron has reached nearly 100,000, and most of the subordinates of the 'Rainbow Division' of old Doug have also reunited under his command."

"I don't know what kind of idea it is in, but the top has also given this unit the establishment of the '42nd Mixed Infantry Division of the Foreign Legion', and even their radio call sign is called 'Rainbow'! Of course, MacArthur was naturally the commander of this 30,000-strong infantry division of Chinese, black, white, Indian, and South American ethnicity. And the elder Doug also hung up the rank of lieutenant general in the Chinese army. And of course, this guy's crazy show begins! "The 42nd Mixed Infantry Division, on the march, gradually overtook the position of the 5th Division, and two days later they had advanced to less than 100 kilometers from the southern shore of Lake Baikal. At this time, old Doug gathered all the officers above the company level and announced to them: 'Gentlemen, we are going to Verkhnibaikal, where we are going to defeat the Russian beards, where we are going to reclaim Chinese territory, where we are going to erect boundary monuments. This is an extremely dangerous operation, and I do not force you to participate, but I hope that you will join me in the fight for this great honor. Well, I'll admit that at that moment, everybody was crazy, and we were all tempted by the old guy's words. ”

"All the officers waved their fists, raised their arms and cheered, and many even drew their sabers and brandished them." The experienced MacArthur immediately sent his 2nd Cavalry Brigade, a hodgepodge of Chinese, Indians, Whites, Blacks, and Mongol cavalry, White Russians, and Cossacks. One thing is certain, though, these are veterans who have been killed from the dead pile. The 2nd Cavalry Brigade, which numbered more than 5,000 men, appeared east of Irkutsk in less than two days. It was followed by the main force of the 42nd Division, which was not slow. In order to ensure sufficient marching speed, the elder Doug 'robbed' hundreds of 10-ton Ford trucks donated by the Americans as surplus materials for the European war, and even took the initiative to accept more than 100,000 horses and tens of thousands of wagons from the local Mongolian princes who 'honored' the foreigners. It was almost motorized along the way, and it was half a day later than the cavalry! "In the evening of the same day, the 'motley cavalry' launched an attack on Irkutsk under the cover of dusk fog. The Soviet Russian troops, who were confronting our main forces west of Kyakhta, never dreamed that a few hundred kilometers behind them would actually be a group of bold 'cowboys' who would capture the transit point where they were hoarding supplies. Irkutsk's defenses were so lax that the 'American cowboys' took down most of the city in just one night. Three days later, the elder Doug set fire and turned everything that could not be taken away, along with the city of Irkutsk, into ashes on the steppe. "This is not the end of the story, MacArthur, who defeated Irkutsk, did not return to the division to join the main forces. Instead, they went all the way north, swept Galsk, Ust-Ordensky, until Verkhniogyabaikalsk was taken. Of course, just taking this big city on Lake Baikal is not enough to satisfy the American cowboy's sense of honor. He also asked people to find a large stone, carved the boundary monument of the Republic of China here, and asked a photographer to take a picture of him. On the back of the boundary monument, his old Doug's heroic and martial arts experience is engraved in Chinese, English, Russian, and Mongolian. "To be honest, although I went crazy with this guy along the way, I was very nervous on the way back. We have violated military discipline in a big way, and we have actually robbed military supplies, God knows what a hole this is. However, most foreigners find it very exciting, which makes their 'knight dream' in their hearts greatly satisfied. I think that these foreign devils also have our Chinese 'hero complex'. "When I returned to the joint command in Ulan-Ude with the feeling that I was going to be disciplined, or that I was ordered to retire. We were greeted not by the gloomy gendarmes, but by the cheers of more than 100,000 people, as well as commendations from the War Department and the Border Governor's Office. And the mastermind this time, Douglas? Lieutenant General MacArthur was awarded the highest medal set up by China for foreign soldiers, the Gold Ashina Medal (Golden Eagle Medal: specially established by the Border Governor's Office, in recognition of the outstanding meritorious service made by non-Chinese soldiers for the Chinese [***] team and political axe. The implication is taken from the allusion of the Ashina family of the Tang Dynasty Turks for the loyalty of the Tang Dynasty and their repeated military exploits), the White Tiger Medal and the First-Class Jiahe Medal. ”

Zhong Liwei retracted his thoughts and closed the notebook, at this time there was a sudden sound of military trumpets in the distance, Zhong Liwei carefully put away the notebook, picked up his "flower machine gun", and was about to return to the division headquarters, but a division officer and a soldier wearing a yellow and green camouflage uniform walked over quickly.

"Colonel Zhongliwei?" The divisional officer asked after saluting.

"Yes." Zhong Liwei raised his hand to return the salute, and looked at the strange soldier in front of him with obvious knife marks on his face with some surprise, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"This is the [***] colonel of the 'Qiulong' special forces, you guys should be close and close." The division commander said, "The higher authorities have given them a special task and require us to cooperate fully. Because our people are familiar with the terrain and enemy divisions in this area, I have just informed General MacArthur that he has agreed to send tanks and planes to cooperate. ”

Hearing the name of the "Qiu Long" special forces, Zhong Liwei couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

The Chinese Army has a number of special forces, and all the units with the name "Dragon" are the best among the special forces.

"Oh? What is the mission? Zhong Liwei looked at the special forces colonel in front of him, who always had a teasing smile on his face, and asked amicably.

"Go get rich." He smiled, stretched out his hand and shook Zhong Liwei, and replied.

"This task was personally ordered by General Xiao Yang, and it is only allowed to succeed, not to fail." [***] looked at Zhong Liwei, who was confused, and said, "By the way, I heard that you are very familiar with that 'old Doug' general, right?" ”

Zhong Liwei nodded.

"That's good, with his help, it's easy." [***] said.

Chengde, summer resort.

"Madam, the general said that he will come over in a while, let Madame, you wait for him for a while." An officer said to Fu Zhuoyao, "He said that he had something to discuss with you." ”

Fu Zhuoyao glanced at her personal maid Yuzhu with some surprise and nodded.

"Great, Madame, I have a show tonight." After the officer left, Yuzhu chuckled and whispered in Fu Zhuoyao's ear.

"Dead girl! See if I don't tear your mouth! Fu Zhuoyao's face turned red, and she reached out to pinch Yuzhu's face, she smiled and told her to dodge, but found that the smile on Fu Zhuoyao's face still concealed the loss in her heart.

"I'm here for him, it's another office." Fu Zhuoyao sighed faintly and shook his head.

"Not necessarily this time," Yuzhu comforted her, "Mrs. Huang is pregnant this time, and she didn't come over, in fact, it is a rare opportunity for you, Miss." By the way, in fact, Mrs. Huang is a very good person. She's actually fulfilling Miss Fulfillment this time. It may be that she was in a hurry, but Yuzhu actually forgot Fu Zhuoyao's identity and called her "Miss".

"I know this......" Fu Zhuoyao waved her hand a little distraught, "You let me be alone for a while......"

Yuzhu nodded, turned around to check the lights, and turned to leave.

The room was quiet all of a sudden, Fu Zhuoyao sat on the chair next to the table, looking at the scenery outside the window, her heart fluctuated for a while, she picked up the pen and wrote a few lines of poetry on a piece of stationery.

I don't know how long it took, but the familiar footsteps at the door brought her back to her senses.

"The general is back!" Yuzhu said earnestly outside, her voice was more enthusiastic than usual, and Fu Zhuoyao understood that she was telling herself that he was coming in this way.

The door opened, Yang Shuoming walked in, and unlike usual, today, the beautiful secretary Xi Xue, who was always by his side, did not follow.

Seeing Yang Shuoming come in alone, Fu Zhuoyao stood up, and somehow felt at a loss.

Yang Shuoming noticed her embarrassment, he came to her side, noticed the poems she wrote on the paper, reached out and picked up the letterhead, and read it lightly: "The mountains outside the window are far away in spring, and the smoke and willows are twilight. Xiaoxiao's cold leaves have not fallen in winter, and the curtain is mistaken like a double return swallow. ”

"Your poems have always been so good that I am ashamed of myself." Yang Shuoming said with a smile.

"You're too busy with business, and you don't have that much time to pay attention to this." Hearing his homely words, the kind of helplessness that Fu Zhuoyao felt just now disappeared inexplicably, and some words came out as naturally as flowing water, "How is today?" Did it all go well? ”

"It's okay." A trace of tiredness flashed in Yang Shuoming's eyes, he casually unbuttoned the collar of his military uniform, Fu Zhuoyao seemed to understand something, came to him, took off his military uniform and military pants and leather boots, and put on civilian clothes and soft shoes for him.

"In two days, a batch of gold may be shipped back from the front line, I will be deposited in several banks, about a third will be deposited with you, you can help me contact the cattle shopkeeper, arrange the transfer of deposits, and try not to let the outside world know."

Sure enough, as Fu Zhuoyao expected, Yang Shuoming talked to her about "official business" again, she held back the loss in her heart, and replied, "Okay, I'll do it tomorrow." ”

"I'm tired." Yang Shuoming said to himself, and suddenly picked her up and carried her on his shoulder.

"Ahh Fu Zhuoyao exclaimed involuntarily, she felt a little spinning for a while, and she didn't understand what he wanted to do.

Yang Shuoming carried her to the table and gently put her on the bed.

"You should be much lighter than the gold, and I don't think I can carry the same amount of gold as yours." Yang Shuoming pulled the quilt over her and covered her, and said with a smile while taking off his clothes.

"You mean there's a lot of gold?" Fu Zhuoyao listened to his words and asked with some surprise, "Where did the gold come from?" ”

"It's the gold reserve of the original Tsar's axe." Yang Shuoming took off his coat, got into the quilt, hugged her in his arms, and let her head rest on his arm, "about half of his total reserves." ”

Feeling his head resting on his solid arm, Fu Zhuoyao somehow felt dizzy.

"When the war in Europe began, about a third of the Russian Empire's gold was shipped to Britain and Canada, and about half of its gold reserves, totalling 500 tons, were transferred from Petersburg, which was vulnerable to German attack, to Kazan inland. After the outbreak of the revolution in Russia, on the eve of the capture of Kazan by Soviet troops, the gold was produced by the then Colonel of the Russian General Staff, Vladimir? Cappere was escorted to Samara and handed over to the constitutional axe established there. The gold was then transported to Ufa and later to Omsk, where it was kept by Kolchak and deposited in a branch of the local State Bank. The total value of this gold was 650 million gold rubles, and Kolchak's regime used to guard the gold closely, forbidding his subordinates to take gold from it for political expenses. Later, about 120 million rubles of gold were transferred to foreign banks, of which 68 million rubles were used to buy weapons and uniforms for the army. ”

Listening to Yang Shuoming explain to him the origin of these golds, Fu Zhuoyao's uneasy heart gradually calmed down because of his trust.

She knew that if he didn't trust herself, he wouldn't tell her this.

"Due to the continuous offensive of the Soviet Russian army, Kolchak's army continued to rout, and this gold in Omsk, under strict protection, was loaded into 40 carriages, escorted by armed men in 12 carriages, and transferred eastward along the Trans-Siberian Railway, after the gold train arrived in Irkutsk, there was an explosion in the local area, the 'political center' of the Socialist-Revolutionaries and Menshevik organizations took power, the Czech regiments detained the golden train, and Kolchak was also placed under house arrest. The political center's negotiations, Kolchak and the cart of gold were used by the Czech Legion as a quid pro quo for leaving Russia. ”

"That is, the gold is now in the hands of the Bolsheviks?" Fu Zhuoyao asked.

"Yes, when it came into the hands of the Bolsheviks, the total value of this gold was about 409 million gold rubles." The corners of Yang Shuoming's mouth showed a cruel smile, "However, these gold will not be Russians, and now they should belong to us." I sent the most elite special forces, and they are now on their way. ”

Hearing the cold meaning in his words, Fu Zhuoyao couldn't help but shudder.

"Alright, let's not talk about that." Yang Shuoming said, put his hand into her arms, and unbuttoned her clothes.

Feeling his hand touch her skin, her body couldn't help but convulsions like an electric shock.

Yang Shuoming's hand stuck to her twin peaks through her shirt. Fu Zhuoyao's face was as red as fire, but he didn't resist, he just began to gasp thinly, his white teeth biting his lower lip, and he was about to bite out blood. Yang Shuoming began to rub it gently through the thin layer of shirt, and put his lips on her neck, kissing her skin, Fu Zhuoyao was shocked and closed her eyes.

Yang Shuoming let her fall sideways in his arms, unbuttoned her shirt with her right hand, and slid into it smoothly, holding her firm and full breasts, rubbing them back and forth, and pinching her nipples from time to time, while Fu Zhuoyao's cheeks were red, and her whole body was paralyzed, ** It was originally soft, but somehow it began to gradually swell and become stiff, although she felt a little humiliated and embarrassed from the bottom of her heart, but the changes in her body were beyond her control.

Unconsciously, Fu Zhuoyao's shirt has been completely untied, the snow-white underwear reflects the tender delicate body, as well as the towering and upright jade peak, her sweet face is full of shame that cannot be concealed, and the weak and helpless look arouses people's instinctive possession**.

(To be continued)