Chapter 51: Advance (2)

  Chapter Fifty-One: Occupation (2)

  After Ou Yang Qing Xuan finished reading, the soldiers who were standing at attention did not make a big fuss, and their military bearing remained neat and tidy, living up to their reputation as a crack troop under General Guo's command. Wang Chang Hu carefully observed the reactions of those below him, and gave extremely high praise for this branch of the military.

  Jing Zongchang then announced today's main meeting agenda:

  The first item: speech by General Shao

  The second item: change clothes;

  The third item: Shaoxia gave General Guo a handwritten letter;

  Item 4: Commander Wang Changhu delivers a speech

  The whole army will conduct various military assessments after the meeting, and after the assessment is completed, a grand party will be organized in the evening to celebrate this day worth celebrating together!

  Chang Tso-lin then announced: "The day of the founding of the Northeastern Army's Special Action Corps has arrived! Let forty cannon shots be fired and pigeons released."

  Boom, boom, boom, boom... The modified firecrackers kept going off; everyone was counting down, fortunately the founding day wasn't December 31st, otherwise they would have had to set off firecrackers for a while; the pigeon cage was opened and the pigeons flew into the sky, everyone felt excited about this new and unusual activity ceremony, the only thing that was lacking was that there seemed to be not enough pigeons, two little silly chickens ran out onto the playground, making everyone laugh loudly.

  Wang Changhu smiled slightly after seeing this, he glanced at Chang San, but didn't say anything. Chang San was also watching Wang Changhu very tensely, when he saw that Wang Changhu didn't say anything, he stroked his chest and his tense emotions eased a bit.

  The pigeons have flown away, and the firecrackers have almost finished; Chang San came to the microphone and said: "Next, please welcome General Zhang Shao of the Northeast Army to give a speech, everyone applaud!"

  The young marshal walked to the front of the loudspeaker, bowed and said a few words: "Brothers, since 1926, I haven't seen you all much. Today, I came here specially to welcome you back home. To be honest, I miss you all very much, and I think you are like me. But when I see your equipment is so shabby, I feel heartbroken. In the past, you were my elite troops, with the best food, clothing, and supplies. From now on, you will still be my elite troops. As an elite troop, we cannot be poor and shabby. After I finish speaking, we will immediately change our weapons and equipment, and have the best food and supplies. As for the remaining weapons and ammunition, let's leave them to the Wa child soldiers. What do you all think?"

  Most of the soldiers returned to Beidaying with mixed emotions, feeling sentimental after sitting down, and being extremely excited after listening to Shao's words.

  After all, they had been here before, gone out of this place, and now returned to this place again; the taste in their hearts was naturally a mix of bitter, spicy, sour, and sweet. Seeing Xiao Shuai's magnanimity and also becoming a direct descendant, the voice that replied came like thunder: "Good!"

  The young general then warned all the officers and men to do their best, follow Wang Changtian, train hard, fight bravely, and avenge the country, etc., and finally ended his speech in thunderous applause.

  Next is the replacement of equipment, and the order of replacement: The old soldier first hands over his own weapons and ammunition to the new recruits, while waiting for the arrival of new equipment. However, the new guns have no bullets and are also coated with gun oil. If you want to make trouble in Beidaying, you must first deal with the gun, but that is impossible.

  The handover of the guns is complete.

  The guns of the second battalion have also been handed over.

  When the guns of the three battalions were handed over halfway, a soldier suddenly stood up and shouted: "You are framing me for losing my gun, I'll go find Commander-in-Chief to reason with him..."

  A gunshot rang out with a "bang", and the person fell down, with a bullet hole appearing on their forehead.

  His fall caused a stir, and dozens of people stood up shouting: "This is murder! Brothers, we'll fight them to the end!"

  They shouted again, and a dozen or so people stood up. These dozen people quickly agitated the people around them, shouting: "This is Young Marshal wanting to kill us, let's resist quickly, otherwise there will be no way out!"

  Some people stood up in confusion, and at this critical moment, General Shao shouted: "If they are my soldiers, then sit down for me!"

  Many people took a look and sat down again with a "whoosh" sound; only about 50 or 60 people were left standing there, unsure of what to do. A few wanted to sit down, but the surrounding soldiers wouldn't let them, kicking their buttocks one after another while saying: "What are you sitting for? You're disrupting military morale and you still have the nerve to do it?" With a loud kick, they were kicked far away, and no one dared to stay. One person was kicked by one soldier, then another, all the way from the back to the front. By the time he reached the front, this person was already gasping for breath, his body probably having been kicked hundreds of times, with shoe prints all over his face.

  Without Wang Changhu waving his hand, the constables had already tied up dozens of people and pressed them into the temporarily established interrogation room, handing them over to Huang Yifei and other martial artists for disposal. After all, they were more professional in extorting confessions.

  About an hour later, the replacement of various departments was completed. The new recruits all took up their guns, while the old soldiers' guns were placed in front of the reviewing stand and not fired. It wasn't until then that everyone truly understood that this was really taking away the old soldiers' guns!

  At this time, Wang Changhu walked up and said close to the loudspeaker: "Old soldiers don't get angry first, it's not that you can't run away, it's not yours and you won't get it. The gun is placed there, after the ceremony ends later, a full-member reorganization will be conducted, after the reorganization ends, I'll keep these guns also useless, besides I don't dare to keep them, I'm afraid General Xiao will kick my ass!"

  One remark made everyone laugh loudly, bringing them closer together and breaking the awkward silence. It also allowed the people below to get a glimpse of their commander-in-chief: young in age but witty and humorous.

  Only those on stage looked at Wang Changhu's eyes with some complexity: young, ruthless and cunning; means clever, future promising.

  The inkstone, brush, rice paper, paperweight, ink and ink slab were carried onto the reviewing platform. The young marshal personally ground the ink, grinding it for a long time until everyone's breathing became slightly labored. The soldiers below eagerly anticipated that the young marshal would give their General Guo his rightful name, but this was impossible; therefore they attached great importance to the young marshal's inscription, which was very important to them, really very important!

  Finally, General Xiao finished writing, and it was done in one breath.

  Wang Changhu and Chang San let out a sigh of relief; after a while, when the ink was dry, the two men stood on either side, holding the four corners of the rice paper, unfolding it to show the people below: four big characters.

  "Good teacher and beneficent friend"

  The soldiers below suddenly burst out with a long-suppressed roar: "Long live the Young Marshal!" "Long live the Young Marshal"!

  The people on stage also applauded, applauding for the couple's sincere feelings.

  At this time, Wang Changhu put down the rice paper and walked to the front of the loudspeaker, saying: "Brothers, is the Marshal's inscription good or not?"

  The reply came over like a tidal wave: "Good."

  "Another one? Want it?" Wang Changhu asked.

  "Yes!"

  Wang Changhu just wanted to turn his head around when he felt a kick on his buttocks. He immediately hugged the loudspeaker and said into it, "Who kicked me?"

  Turning back, it was General Shao. With a smile on his face, he hugged the loudspeaker and said: "General Shao, there are many people, give us some face!"

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