Fengxian Jiangshan

"Report to the brigade commander, the defeated army of the 28th Division ahead has fought with the local militia, what do you think should be done?"

"Hurry up and control the situation, no matter who is at fault, you will be punished severely!"

Although he said so, Zhang Tinglan also had an account in his heart. Most of the responsibility lay on the defeated soldiers. Once the soldiers were defeated, they would become inferior to the bandits. To a certain extent, they will never go crazy and confront the regular army.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tinglan also felt something bad in his heart. Fengjun has been working hard to improve the image of the army and clean up the hearts of the people. If the 28th Division's rebellious soldiers make such a fuss, it will hit Fengjun's prestige.Moreover, the Jifeng border is still the reclamation area that Zhang Tinglan is in charge of, and the militias here are also formed by him alone. If these rebels shake their prestige, it will be even more troublesome.

Zhang Tinglan hurriedly found Zhang Haipeng, and together they took the troops to the scene of the incident. At this time, two groups of people were confronting each other.

The militiamen didn't have any good weapons, they were all old rifles, and there were some things like big poles. In addition, some people held weapons such as big knives and spears, and stood guard at the gate of the village. Fighting fiercely with the defeated army on the opposite side.

Although the defeated army is not effective in combat, it is still easy to bully this group of militiamen. Three or five militiamen have been shot and killed, and a dozen people have been injured. Seeing that the militiamen can't hold on, Zhang Tinglan is leading the army like a whirlwind rushed over.

Seeing the menacing soldiers, both sides of the war felt fear, the rout soldiers were afraid of being held accountable, and the militiamen were afraid that these people were all in the same group.They all looked at the situation in front of them with trepidation.

Zhang Tinglan ordered his subordinates to surround the rout soldiers first, and asked them to hand in their guns and wait for processing. At the same time, Zhang Tinglan urged his horse to come outside the village of the militiamen, and shouted to all the militiamen: "Folks, we are from Fengtian. The troops that came here are here to clean up the mess. Don’t worry, they will never favor these rebels. Put away your weapons first, and send out a few representatives, so we can figure out what’s right and what’s wrong.”

Zhang Tinglan shouted several times, but none of the hundred or so militiamen responded, their eyes were full of distrust.

Zhang Tinglan had no choice but to continue: "Fellow folks. My name is Zhang Tinglan, and I am in charge of farm work. I divide your fields and farms. I also drafted the regulations for reclamation and the loan assistance you enjoy. Please be sure to Believe me, I will definitely make decisions for everyone!"

After saying this, these militiamen all had some reactions.They whispered to each other.At this time, in the village, a 50-[-]-year-old little old man ran out, followed by several middle-aged people.

"Uncle Wan Jin, the young man said that he is the official in charge of farming. If it is true, he is our great benefactor. We can survive thanks to others. I am afraid that he is trying to trick us into opening the stockade and killing us." Into the robbery."

The others were still a little worried, the little old man thought about it, and said, "Don't move, I'm not afraid of anything with my old bones, let me go and have a look!"

There were a few young people who wanted to stop them, but the old man insisted on coming over. At this moment, Zhang Haipeng had commanded his subordinates to control the group of rout soldiers, and he also arrived in front of the village. When the old man came close to Zhang Tinglan, he was about to kneel and kowtow. Zhang Tinglan hastily grabbed the old man.

"Don't be like this. Let's talk slowly if you have anything to say."

"Sir, are you the official in charge of Tuntian?"

"That's right, I'm the director of the Reclamation Department. The area at the border between Jifeng and Fenghuang is still under the responsibility of my reclamation brigade. If there is anything that is not enough, you can just say it, and I will remember it and correct it later."

The old man burst into tears when he heard it, and said excitedly: "I should kowtow to you just for this little old man. Without you, we might all be dead long ago. You are our great benefactor!"

Zhang Tinglan did all the farming work. In all fairness, there were too many private ideas in it, to strengthen local control, use bank loans to control the farm, and then use the rich returns from the farm to support industrial development. Therefore, Zhang Tinglan It seems that this job is nothing more than a transaction of equal exchange, and he has calculated these honest farmers by himself.

Therefore, seeing someone kowtow to her, Zhang Tinglan also felt a little guilty, and hurriedly helped the old man up, and the old man continued: "The little old man is called Liu Wanjin, and he gave him a rich name, but he has been poor all his life. I came to the east of the Guandong in Nian and lived by farming for the landlords. However, last year, I was hit by a disaster. There was no harvest, and the whole family starved to death. Thanks to the policy of garrisoning the land, we re-divided the villages and towns and distributed life-saving food. , and the land was divided, and at the beginning of spring, they got farm tools and seeds, and they only need to work for another five years to have their own land. There is such a good thing in this world!"

The old man was very happy with what he said, but Zhang Tinglan felt quite uncomfortable in his heart. The common people are always the ones who demand the least and are the easiest to satisfy, but the world always makes them unable to survive.

Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "Let's talk about what's going on right now. What's going on with these rebels? Why did the militiamen clash with them?"

"Sir, these guys are really bastards. I heard that they lost the battle in front and fled in all directions. As a result, many people came to our side. At first they just wanted some food, then they wanted the ocean, and finally it became Openly robbing, not far from here, there is also a village, so the rebels rushed in, and they robbed the whole village, the big girls and the young wives all suffered, and finally burned the village with a torch. They They rushed to our side again, we were forced to fight against them, and we finally had a home, how could we let them ruin it."

Listening to Liu Wanjin's narration, Zhang Tinglan has basically understood that the so-called soldiers are not as good as bandits. Although the officers of the 28th Division have been transferred a lot, the soldiers underground are still old-fashioned bandits back then. The military discipline is not as good as that of the original 27th Division. After being defeated, robbing the common people became inevitable.

"Mr. Zhang, you must be clear about the situation. How do you think about it?"

Zhang Haipeng is also ashamed, he is also from the 28th Division, now Fengjun is talking about regularization, and emphasizes military discipline every day, but this group of people can't fight, and they are first-rate in harming the common people, it is worse than bandits, Zhang Haipeng is also angry With a full chest, it is clear that these guys must be dealt with.

However, Zhang Haipeng was a bit concerned about his feelings, after all, there were his old subordinates here, so he said: "I think that humble words should be severely punished, and any soldiers who make mistakes should not be let go, but I feel that the enemy is now. If the Ji army comes to kill, there are still people to resist, and the commander asked me to gather the defeated army, I think it will give these people a chance to redeem their crimes."

"Mr. Zhang, a team without military discipline has no combat effectiveness. The reality is right in front of us. Their hundreds of defeated troops can't even compare with the militiamen. The reason is very simple, that is, they have become bandits. They are not worthy of being called soldiers, these militiamen know that they protect their homeland and can fight to the death, if we want to resist the Kyrgyz army, in my opinion, it is better to use the militiamen to cooperate with us than to use them!"

Zhang Tinglan spoke very impolitely, and directly equated the members of the 28th division with bandits. Zhang Haipeng wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a suitable reason. Don't think that he and Zhang Zuolin are of the same generation, and don't think that he bears the name of the teacher. Zhang Haipeng knew very well that in terms of power and influence, he and Zhang Tinglan were not on the same level at all, and he couldn't stop Zhang Tinglan from doing anything.

"Mr. Zhang, I think this is the case. First send troops to gather up the rout soldiers and send them to the rear temporarily for careful screening. Anyone who commits murder or arson will be shot. Others involved in robbery will also be dismissed. We must not want these black apples, and then notify the farms in various places, all the militias will be mobilized, on the one hand, we will strengthen patrols, and when necessary, we will cooperate with us to resist the attack of the Kyrgyz army."

"Sir, you are really the master of Qingtian. I will find someone to inform the surrounding villages so that their militiamen will obey your orders."

Even though Liu Wanjin was just an ordinary old farmer, he was able to gain the trust of other farmers. It used to be that the surrounding villages were trembling for fear of being killed by the rout. Now when they heard that an official who was finally here to serve the people, they were all overjoyed.

Apart from the disaster victims and tenants, the people in the vicinity are the immigrants in the pass. These people are all beneficiaries of the farming policy. Therefore, knowing that Zhang Tinglan, the official in charge of farming, is the one who led the troops this time, they are all very active out of gratitude.

With the cooperation of the people, the action became much easier. After Zhang Tinglan issued the order, the Fengjun soon spread out and gathered all the routs on the border between the two provinces. Some routs who committed the most crimes were directly shot on the spot. Clap your hands.

Zhang Tinglan also ordered the weapons of the defeated army to be collected and distributed to the militiamen to increase their combat effectiveness. Gradually, a trace of order was restored in the place. At this time, Ji Jinchun fled back with dozens of defeated soldiers.

Speaking of it, Ji Jinchun was unlucky enough. After the army was defeated, the pursuers still followed him and chased after him. Ji Jinchun had to flee to the mountains, relying on the wild fruits on the mountains to satisfy his hunger, and finally met him again. After arriving at several subordinates, they took a long way and fled back.

After meeting Zhang Tinglan, Ji Jinchun was extremely embarrassed and ashamed. He still wanted to conquer Heilongjiang and remove the first two words of his acting teacher, but now it was more thorough, even the last two words were gone. How can I face people.

"Humble words, I am ashamed of the commander-in-chief and brother Fengjun. There is only one thing. I want to remind you that the equipment of Gao Shibing's subordinates is better than before. There are many Japanese guns. You should pay attention!" (unfinished to be continued..)