The temporary command center of the war zone is not in Tongzhou City, but in a manor by Chaobai River outside Tongzhou City. This manor is the villa of the president of the Tongzhou Chamber of Commerce.

After coming out of the side door of the villa, I couldn't walk far along a carbonite path and arrived at the Chaobai River. Tongzhou's water transportation was very developed and was the end of the canal transport in all dynasties. Every year, a large number of canal ships transport a large amount of grain from the south. The government held a canal festival every year, with the Governor of the Canal Transport and the Grain Office responsible for the main sacrificial sacrifice, and then unloaded the grain transported from the south amid the drums and music.

However, since Tianjin is still in the hands of the Japanese army, the Grand Canal has not yet been opened, and the Chaobai River is still relatively empty, with only a few fishing boats floating on the river, but the gurgling river water flowing eastward represents the vitality of the Chaobai River.

During the Battle of North China, the battle in Tongzhou was not very strong, but the damage was not small. The retreating Japanese army set fire to many villages along the way. After the battle, the National Rescue Member Association and the people in the war zone immediately entered to carry out disaster relief activities. The nearby garrisons also devoted themselves to disaster relief in their spare time.

Rice has been planted on the fields on both sides of the straits, and the green rice has reached knee-high. Zhuang Jihua and his team slowly spread along the straits, and the spring sunshine shines on their bodies warmly.

Zhuang Jihua looked at the green rice fields and walked towards him. His son was carrying a plow on his shoulders, while his father walked behind with a hoe. Seeing Zhuang Jihua and the others, the father and son stopped. Zhuang Jihua quickly asked to the side. His son hesitated and did not dare to come. Zhuang Jihua walked over with a smile.

"Stop, old man." Zhuang Jihua greeted him. His actions made He Zhuguo a little overwhelmed. With his thoughts, Zhuang Jihua and him were going to discuss a very important matter related to nearly 100,000 troops, but Zhuang Jihua greeted two farmers. What does this mean?

The son put down the plow, stood in front of Zhuang Jihua, the old farmer also put down his hoe, looking at Zhuang Jihua with some suspicion, not knowing what he was going to do.

Zhuang Jihua took out the cigarette and handed it to the old farmer and his son. However, the old farmer shook his head, pulled out the cigarette pole from his waist, and filled the cigarette pipe with a snuff. However, his son took the cigarette Zhuang Jihua and gave it to He Zhuguo, Li Zhilong and others, and then sat on the ground.

"Old man, why did you sow the seeds? It's a bit late." Zhuang Jihua said with a smile.

"Yes, who said no?" The old farmer smoked and replied in a muffled voice: "This place was originally the boss's original rented land and fled to the south. He thought that the war was over and it was time to come back, but who would have thought that he had not come back and waited for the left and right, and said that he would plant it for us. I thought that it was time to plant wheat on this day, so I agreed. Besides, the boss agreed to collect 20% of the rent, and it would be possible to settle some by the end of the year."

Zhuang Jihua smiled and said, "Care 20%? Your boss is generous enough." "Can you not be generous?" The young man seemed a little dissatisfied: "The National Saving Association and the Party Department both said that the land rent should not exceed 30%.

Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but say, "Sanzheng, didn't your boss say anything?"

"The boss didn't say anything. The boss has a shop in Beijing, Tianjin, and there is a ship repair yard on the canal. I don't point to the land to rent it." The old farmer said.

With the experience of Henan and Shandong, the entire North China War Zone was already familiar with the social reform after the war. Before the war, hundreds of working teams were organized. After the war, the work teams were quickly sent to various parts of North China and then began to implement social reforms in various places.

The resistance to social transformation in Pingjin is smaller than that in Shandong and Henan. This is a traditional industrial and commercial area with a stronger industrial and commercial atmosphere. Most landlords’ attitude towards land rent is just a guarantee or supplement. Their main income comes from shops or workshops in the city. Moreover, due to the higher education level in this area, most people still accept social transformation. What's more, Zhuang Jihua's iron-blooded skills have long been spread all over the world. Who dares to resist, unless they want to try it out.

"Is the village a big loss?" Zhuang Jihua asked again.

The old farmer looked at the Venus on Zhuang Jihua and thought about his official position. However, his son didn't have so much thought. Seeing that Zhuang Jihua was not very polite, he quickly said, "It's not big, only a few rooms have been dumped, and ** has come quickly. The Songjiazhuang there fought very hard, and the whole village was destroyed. If it weren't for the help of **, he wouldn't have been able to stay."

"Well" Zhuang Jihualu smiled and the garrison helped the war zone refugees rebuild their homes. It has basically become a tradition now. Some grassroots troops took the initiative to help nearby refugees rebuild their homes during rest and recuperation.

"Is life okay? Have you got the relief food?" Zhuang Jihua asked again.

"I got it. This little Japanese devil has been eating real food for seven years."

When the son mentioned the food, he felt angry. The Japanese army promoted the use of war to raise the war. It stipulated that rice was a military substance. The si people were not allowed to buy or sell it or collect it. All the rice and white flour must be on the micro-rural area and it was slightly better to be hidden quietly. Only people in the city were unlucky and could only eat mixed noodles. This mixed noodles were not real grain, only a small amount of flour, with a dozen other things such as bran*, skin, bean cakes, etc., mixed. Japanese people called this nutrition noodles, and the people gave it a very vivid name, mixed noodles. The steamed steamed noodles from this noodles were black and had an unpleasant smell. What's more, after eating it, some people would be suffocated to death.

Li Zhilong saw Zhuang Jihua chatting with the father and son happily. Of course he knew that Zhuang Jihua used this to understand the following situation. He has never been like this and did not completely believe the following report.

"My fellow villager, has the village organized a reserve team?" Li Zhilong also asked.

The old farmer looked at Li Zhilong vigilantly after hearing this, and then said: "A few days ago, there was an official who said that he should organize a team to support the front, and the younger generation should also organize reserves and practice at home without any trouble."

"Young man, have you joined the reserve?" Zhuang Jihua asked at the young man.

"Why didn't? I still want to join the army to fight the Japanese, but my father doesn't let me." The son looked at the old farmer and said.

"Oh, why? Old man." Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised and asked with a smile.

"I understand this principle when fighting the Japanese. Sir, you said, I have lived for almost sixty years. Do you not understand this principle? The Japanese bullied us for seven years and didn't drive them away. Will we have a good life? Who doesn't understand this principle?" The old farmer seemed to be angry and couldn't help complaining, pointing to the two scars on the tui: "Sir, look at this, the Japanese wolf dog bit me a few years ago. I didn't mess with anyone. The wolf dog rushed over and went to my tui.

He left two scars and still walked smoothly. Sir, I have two sons. The eldest son followed the Eighth Route Army. I didn’t stop him. Now I don’t know whether he is dead or alive. The only one left in the family. Who will do the work in the field?” Zhuang Jihua understood and said to the young man: “Young man, there are regulations. If the only son does not serve, you can do a lot of things at home. Support the front, follow the military family, and help them plow the land. This is also an anti-Japanese war.”

"The chief is a learned person." The old farmer suddenly became happy: "The chief of the village working group said the same thing, but the kid tried to go to the team. I said, "You are leaving, who will throw this stall at home? You know whoever supports everyone. I am not good at it and I have a lot of work."

The son's face turned red and he didn't answer in anger. Zhuang Jihua sighed in his heart that the people in the occupied areas suffered seven years of crimes from the Japanese army, which made them more experienced and more active in attacking the Japanese army.

In fact, no matter what political advocates or the three-civilianism, as long as they can fight the Japanese, they will support them, and then devote all their wealth and life to the end.

The old farmer and the children left. Of course, they didn't know who these officers were sitting on the ground chatting with them. The old farmer was still nagging while walking, while his son didn't say a word.

"Seven years of War of Resistance, no, I was wrong. It was the thirteen years of War of Resistance. China has completely changed." Zhuang Jihua looked at the backs of the father and son and said with some emotion: "The Northeast has fallen for thirteen years. The fellow villagers in the Northeast have long been looking forward to their soldiers to fight back."

He Zhuguo was also very moved. For thirteen years, the Northeast Army officers and soldiers wanted to fight back every day. The song "On the Songhuā River" was sung for thirteen years. When the Red Army sang this song, the Northeast Army collapsed and the soldiers had no fighting spirit: On the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War, the Northeast Army sang this song, rushing towards the Japanese bullets again and again and again, rushing into artillery fire again and again, not for anything else, just for the white mountains and black waters, and for the hometown of the sticks that scoops the fish.

"I don't want to say anything else. As long as I can get the Northeast Army soldiers to fight against the front, I will agree to anything." He Zhuguo looked at Zhuang Jihua with tears in his eyes.

"The reorganization of the Northeast Army is the established strategy of the Central Committee and the War Zone, not to hold anyone up." Zhuang Jihua did not agree immediately. He looked at the quietly flowing river water of Chaobai River and said calmly: "Since the death of Xinhai, there was a national government in China in name, which was actually a warlord separatist. If the country was still like this after the end of the War of Resistance Against Japan, we will undoubtedly be sorry for the sacrificed martyrs and the people who support us."

He Zhuguo's face sank. He didn't expect that Zhuang Jihua would start from here, but then he sighed. Zhuang Jihua was a member of the Central Committee and had the same view of these local troops.

"I'm not trying to blame anyone." Zhuang Jihua changed his tone and looked at He Zhuguo and the others: "Many things are formed by history, but this situation should be over. The reorganization of the army is not to eliminate the army, but to reorganize a national army. The reorganization is not to give generals a way out. Therefore, I hope you will get to know it correctly." "Commander Zhuang, please rest assured, we will cooperate with the reorganization.

"He Zhuguo's attitude was very sincere, but his expression was a little dissatisfied. Zhuang Jihua was just developing his own power under the banner of eliminating warlords.

Zhuang Jihua no longer said anything: "The Northeast Army and Northeast Ting advance had a total force of 87,000 troops. According to the organization, one Type A Army and one Type B Army can be reorganized. Have you seen the reorganization plan I have formulated?"

This reorganization plan was small and He Guozhu and the others handed over to them as soon as they arrived. He Zhuguo couldn't understand it. According to the agreement they reached with Lan Jiang, the army was handed over to Zhuang Jihua for reorganization, but Zhuang Jihua's reorganization plan was not all his direct troops, and it actually included the expeditionary army, which made them a little confused.

"I've seen it, but commander," He Zhuguo asked: "How long does it take to complete such a huge reorganization plan? Can the other equipment be solved?"

This reorganization is the same as Zhuang Jihua's previous reorganization. Not only are the mixed troops, but all reorganized troops must also be replaced and replaced according to the equipment of the Southwest troops.

The Northeast Army's equipment turned out to be good, although it was not as good as the German division, it was better than the general Central Army. After seven years of war of resistance, the Northeast Army's foundation was still there, and almost every squad had machine guns, but there were fewer artillery soldiers. Only a few 60 mortars were equipped with above regiments and above, and there were no heavy artillery.

"Complete the reorganization within three months," Zhuang Jihua said: "I believe that the combat skills of the Northeast Army are still there. This reorganization is mainly reorganized from the army organization, and weapons and equipment may have to wait. The attack on the Northeast must be carried out after the summer grain harvest. The Second Cavalry Army and the Northeast Ting Army have mixed arrangements. There are no cavalry troops in the North China War Zone, and the reorganized cavalry will not be used on the front. They must be transferred to the northern part of Rehe and assigned to the Forty-Ninth Group Army's finger tenon."

"General He, the number of the 15th Army Group will be cancelled. You will serve as the commander of the war zone and the deputy commander of the Northeast War Zone. After conquering Pingjin, I will suggest to the Chairman to establish the Northeast War Zone. The North China War Zone will continue to be retained. As for how to arrange it, it will be decided by the Chairman." He Zhuguo didn't care about the number of the 15th Army Group. The 15th Army was actually only a Second Cavalry Army, with weak troops and poor equipment.

Zhuang Jihua looked at Zhou Yuying again, Zhou Fucheng and Ma Zhanshan said, "The positions of the three of you may have to change. General Ma Zhanshan, I hope you can work in the war zone, or serve as deputy commander of the Forty-Nine Army. The Forty-Nine Army is an elite force in our army. General Guo Xunqi was born in the Sichuan Army. You are one in the southwest and the other in the northeast, and you just drew a diagonal line." Ma Zhanshan couldn't help laughing when he heard this. The Northeast Ting méng army is actually a big mess, pseudo-méng army, volunteer army, and bandits. He has everything. Even if he is placed in the local army, he can only be classified into the mess.

"I have no objection, as long as my brothers have a place to go," Ma Zhanshan was not dissatisfied.

Among these people, Zhou Fucheng had the best feeling for Zhuang Jihua. Zhou Fucheng's 53rd Army incorporated Feng Zhanhai's troops. After Feng Zhanhai's armistice agreement in Rehe, the entire army was incorporated into the Northeast Army. He also took the opportunity to incorporate the Northeast and Rehe Volunteers who were stranded into the troops and pieced together an army. However, the Beiping Army Branch later organized the troops and reduced the troops to the 91st Division.

After the War of Resistance began, the 91st was small and returned to the 53rd Army. It suffered a great loss in the Pingjin battle. The troops were reduced again, and the A Division was reduced to the B Division. They participated in the Second Battle of Jinpu Road and the Wuhan Battle. The 91st Division was not organized into the 85th Army as in the previous life, but remained in the 53rd Army. Feng Zhanhai is currently the deputy commander of the 53rd Army.
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