There was a burst of excitement outside the window. A group of people gathered near the gate of the hotel, holding newspapers and discussing loudly. Huang Yun stood up and closed the window with some disgust. Liu Shisun stood up and picked up a cigar from the box on the table, lit it for himself calmly, and then slowly said: "Brother Yinong's words make sense. The Japanese are not in good condition now. They look tough. In fact, they wish we could truce the battle now, so that they have the opportunity to mobilize calmly."

"The Chairman's meaning is to use the Great Wall as the line, and the Japanese asked for a price too high." Yuan Liang reminded on the side that Chiang Kai-shek's intention had already been explained before he came that the Great Wall could not be handed over.

"The battlefield is unpredictable. The Japanese suffered the loss of underestimating the enemy, which made He Yingqin take some advantage. In fact, he also knew that once the Japanese reacted, the situation would change immediately." Yin Rugeng was not optimistic about the prospect and looked very worried.

"Duke Zhao, what do you think?" Yuan Liang felt that Yin Rugeng's words made some sense, but Chiang Kai-shek had to obey the orders, otherwise what would you explain when you go back?

"The country's power is declining, and no one can do it." Huang Hui sighed in contemplation: "Tell the Chairman's meaning to Fujiwara and the others, and see their attitude."

Fujiwara was a naval officer at the Consulate of Peking, Japan. The Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Navy were very dissatisfied with the Kwantung Army's attempt to lead the Sino-Japanese peace talks. In the cabinet, the Kwantung Army accused the military of interfering in politics. The Kwantung Army was domineering and did not listen to the dispatch. In the end, the Army decided to make concessions. The Japanese negotiators added Fujiwara and the agency in China, the cabinet also made concessions and agreed to the Kwantung Army representative Okamura Natsuchi to go to Peking to participate in the negotiations, but Okamura was stranded in Lushun and had not yet arrived in Peiping.

While Huang Fu and the others were trying their best to seek peace, a warm atmosphere filled the Juren Hall in Zhongnanhai. The obscure layer on He Yingqin's face shone, and there was a hint of red light on his face. He was surrounded by Xiong Bin, Xu Yongchang, Xu Zuyi, Yu Xuezhong, and Song Zheyuan whispered in front of the map.

Huang Shao did not join the group, and he sat on the sofa behind the seat. Looking at He Yingqin, who was in high spirits, he certainly knew where his compliment came from. The Beijing Times, Le Monde, Beijing-Tianjin Review and other newspapers praised him for his strategy and praised him as if he were the Zhuge. However, the real planner of this counterattack did not report at all, which made Huang Shao feel a little unfair for himself. He looked around and saw that Zhuang Jihua was not in the war room. This guy was elusive after returning to Peking and didn't know what he was doing.

"The Japanese army opposite Xifengkou has not changed yet." Song Zheyuan's voice was a little loud. According to the pre-developed ground plan, Xifengkou should join the counterattack and cut off the connection between the Japanese army's east and west lines. For this reason, He Yingqin assigned all the Pang Bingxun's troops to Song Zheyuan's command.

"The Sixth Division has no intention of advancing westward." Xu Yongchang immediately added when he saw He Yingqin turning his eyes to him.

"What is Muto Nobuyi going to do? No matter what Xiyi I do?" Xiong Bin was a little puzzled. From the map, the noose formed by the Volunteer Army, the Differential Counterattack Force, the 87th Division, and the 17th Army were slowly and resolutely tightening the neck of the Eighth Division.

"He won't not notice it yet, right?" After Xu Zuyi finished speaking, he knew that he was wrong. With the overwhelming propaganda of China, he did not notice it unless the Kanto Army Command is full of blind and deaf people, which is obviously impossible.

"Of course it is impossible. The Japanese army is moving frequently in Jielingkou," Yu Xuezhong pointed to the east of Luan River on the map and said: "Does the Japanese army launch an offensive in eastern Hebei to achieve the goal of besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao?"

He Yingqin nodded, and he also noticed that the situation of the Japanese army was changing in an abnormal place. The situation of the 8th Division was changing in a dangerous direction, but the Kwantung Army did not advance westward to reinforce. Instead, it increased its troops in the eastern Hebei region.

"Our army's strength is slightly weak on the Luanhe defense line," Yu Xuezhong was not as happy as Song Zheyuan. The Northeast Army did not get any benefits from this counterattack, but next, if the Japanese army attacked from the Luanhe direction, the Northeast Army was the first to be hit, not to mention that Tanggu and Tianjin were also the defense areas of the Northeast Army: "In addition, the situation in Tanggu and Tianjin is not very good, and the two Japanese warships arrived outside the port."

He Yingqin was shocked. If the Japanese army landed in Tanggu and Tianjin, and there were Japanese troops in Tianjin. There were only one army in this area, one army was defending. The Japanese army would probably be able to attack Peiping in just one day.

"It is best not to be transferred to the front line for Shangguan Yunxiang's third line." Xiong Bin suggested: "As the reserve team of the military branch."

It would be great if there were two more troops, and the people present thought of this regretfully. But Chiang Kai-shek had already told He Yingqin that he would not increase his troops anymore and could only rely on existing troops to fight.

"That's it. The Third Route Army stayed in Yangcun between Pingjin and Jin. Let's look at the situation again." He Yingqin looked at the recruitment map and said with a frown.

Yu Xuezhong was satisfied, but Song Zheyuan was a little stunned. In addition to the Third Route Army, the 84th Division of Jiang Fusheng, the Third Route Army was directly under the control of the counterattack. The counterattack could only rely on his current control of the two armies, but the strength of these two armies was so weak. The 29th Army was a little better, but the Forty Army had only two divisions, one of which was the 106th Division of the Northeast Army system, and Pang Bingxun could not command it at all.

"Chairman He, will Xifeng fight against the counterattack?" Song Zheyuan's dissatisfaction was overwhelmed, and the words that rushed out contained resentment.

"Not to do it for the time being, wait and see." He Yingqin said helplessly. No one is sure whether he can succeed by relying on the counterattack of the 29th Army and the 40th Army. So he just responds to changes in the same way.

"Brother Ji Kuan, what do you think?" He Yingqin turned around and saw Huang Shao sitting aside drinking tea leisurely, and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"I'm fine, but if I don't move my mouth, Song Xilian's counterattack will be restrained by the Japanese army in Luowenyu and Malanguan." Huang Shao could understand the people present clearly. He knew that Song Zheyuan wanted to fight. After all, Chiang Kai-shek's promise was very attractive, especially for troops like the 29th Army, who had no territory.

"The Cultural Revolution has not arrived yet?" He Yingqin asked frowned. Today's meeting was notified last night, but Zhuang Jihua has not arrived yet.

Huang Shao didn't say anything. He just spread his hands and smiled faintly. The meaning of this action was very obvious. He couldn't control Zhuang Jihua at all, and he didn't know where he was now.

He Yingqin was a little angry, and Song Zheyuan and others shook their heads secretly. Of course, they knew who the plan for this counterattack was, but the people here were all those who had been with the officialdom for many years. The ostentatiousness in their personality had long been exhausted and became more steady and steady. Naturally, they felt a little regretful to Zhuang Jihua. Although this young man was extremely talented, he became domineering in his little achievements. He didn't take his superiors seriously, and he seemed to have no future. Sooner or later, he would fall and suffer a big loss.

Seeing their expressions, Huang Shao was confused and understood their thoughts, and he also felt strange. Based on his understanding of Zhuang Jihua, Zhuang Jihua is not that kind of person, but what's wrong?

Just as he was thinking about it, a staff officer rushed in outside the door. His face turned red and he reported angrily: "Report..."

He Yingqin frowned and scolded unhappily: "What are you doing in a panic? Did the Japanese fight to Peking?"

"Report!" The staff officer was nervously tidy up his clothes, stood attentive again, and reported loudly: "Zhuang Gaosan was assassinated."

He Yingqin was shocked, and Huang Shao couldn't help but stand up. Song Zheyuan and others looked at each other, and He Yingqin thought he had heard it wrong. He couldn't help but ask loudly: "What did you say? Who was assassinated?"

"Zhuang Gaoshen, Zhuang Jihua Gaoshen." The staff officer replied loudly without hesitation: "His guards called from the hospital, and the police station and the Third Gendarmerie Regiment also confirmed it."

He Yingqin's head buzzed, how could this be possible? Who did it? He calmed down and asked, "How is the situation?"

"I have suffered minor injuries and am being treated in Union Hospital." The adviser replied.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay!" He Yingqin breathed a long sigh, his palms were covered in sweat. If Zhuang Jihua died, he didn't know what Chiang Kai-shek would react.

He Yingqin felt relieved. But Jiang Xiaoxian, the third military police regiment, rushed to the hospital. When Jiang Xiaoxian heard the news of Zhuang Jihua's assassination, it was like a thunderbolt blew in his ears. The third military police regiment was not a simple army to pick up military discipline, but also had the responsibility to defend and supervise important military and political officials in Peking. Currently among the senior officials in Peking, there are many who have greater positions than Zhuang Jihua, but the ones who are truly worthy may belong to Zhuang Jihua. If Zhuang Jihua had an accident in Peking, there were no one who was unlucky. Anyway, Jiang Xiaoxian would definitely not be able to escape.

"Boss, why don't you bring more people when you go out?" Jiang Xiaoxian rushed to Union Hospital. When he saw Zhuang Jihua on the hospital bed, he couldn't help complaining.

"Go, someone assassinated you, it's useless to bring you many people unless you suppress their nests." Zhuang Jihua's face was a little pale, but his expression was very calm.

It was pure luck to escape that shot. Zhuang Jihua went out early. Today he was going to get information about Ligaozisuke's stay. In front of the agreed coffee shop, Wu Ziniu found that the person in a suit was a little strange. When he was about to step forward, Zhuang Jihua stopped him. They were doing a secret operation today, and Zhuang Jihua didn't want to make a big deal.

Wu Ziniu was a little nervous when he saw this person. He didn't know if this was a trap. Therefore, he looked at the surrounding environment nervously. Zhuang Jihua stepped forward. At this time, three people came out of it and blocked the steps. Zhuang Jihua took two steps back to make way for them. At this moment, gunfire sounded, and Zhuang Jihua felt a burning heat on his left shoulder. He immediately turned over and rushed to the side of the steps, while a blood light burst out from the chest of the man who was descending the steps. He fell to the side of the steps and just blocked Zhuang Jihua.

As soon as the gunshot sounded, Wu Ziniu's two guns appeared quickly in his hand. He first knocked down the oncoming person with one shot, regardless of whether he was an assassinator or not. Then he rolled sideways, hid next to the tree, and started a gun battle with the assassinator.

The bullet hit the tree with a slap. Wu Ziniu didn't dare to show up at all, but just reached out to fight back blindly. In the crisis, Zhuang Jihua shot and supported him, killing the assassin who was around the flank. The assassin's bullet rushed towards Zhuang Jihua, and the corpse covered him was shot several times in succession. As soon as the firepower was dispersed, Wu Ziniu got rid of it again. His shooting skills were good, and he killed the assassin who shot Zhuang Jihua. As soon as the man died, the assassin escaped immediately. It was a long time, and the actual duration was very short, only less than five minutes, but in just five minutes, the city of Peking was boiled.

Before Jiang Xiaoxian left, Dai Li came again. He arrived in Peking yesterday because Zhuang Jihua gave Chiang Kai-shek the Japanese army information about the Kwantung Army. This information was too comprehensive. With Dai Li's eyes, of course he knew that the spy who provided the intelligence was extraordinary and was definitely a person in the core position. So he went around Shibadaowan to remind Chiang Kai-shek that the spy in Zhuang Jihua's hands should be handed over to the secret service office, but Chiang Kai-shek did not agree clearly. The information Zhuang Jihua gave him was "Arhat said...". Chiang Kai-shek understood that the arhat had worked at that time. But this arhat strictly said

It should belong to the Central Party Affairs Investigation Section, which is Chen Lifu's person. If he agreed to Dai Li, how would Chen Lifu come to complain? He has been with him for seven or eight years and see if he is going to achieve results. Dai Li took it over as soon as he reached out. Is there such a good thing? So Chiang Kai-shek did not dare to agree easily, but he sent Dai Li to Peking, called strengthening intelligence work in North China. The actual meaning was to ask Dai Li to ask Zhuang Jihua. If Zhuang Jihua gave it to him, it was Zhuang Jihua's business. The Arhat was cultivated by him at the beginning and had some right to speak. I am afraid that it would be difficult to say anything about Chen Lifu's complaints.

"Senior, who did it?" Dai Li breathed a lot after learning that his injury was not serious and began to think about revenge.

"Then you need to say, the Communist Party." Jiang Xiaoxian said carelessly.

"How do you know?" Zhuang Jihua asked a little strangely. To be honest, he didn't know who did it. He said that the Japanese were the most suspicious, but in his heart he hoped that it was not the Japanese. Because this means that Takanosuke Sakanosuke might be in danger and even exposed. Thinking of this, he was shocked and made some mistakes when he rushed to Chiang Kai-shek. The secrets system of the Nanjing government has always been bad. Once this information falls into the hands of the Japanese, the Japanese will have to investigate it. In that case, even if he avoids it, it will cause unnecessary trouble.
Chapter completed!