Zhang Xueliang knew that he was asked to go to Xi'an because the entire Northeast Army was transferred to the northwest and was the main force in the northwest bandit suppression. He served as the deputy commander-in-chief of the Northwest bandit suppression. He didn't want to go, but he had difficulties.

Since the Northeast Army lost the three northeastern provinces, its economic source was cut off. The two Great Wall Anti-Japanese War suffered considerable losses, but few supplements were added. Moreover, due to its poor performance in the First Great Wall Anti-Japanese War, it was strictly ordered to be reorganized by Chiang Kai-shek, and the size of the troops was reduced to 160,000. However, only 160,000 people, military pay was still not guaranteed, and weapons and ammunition were also lacking. The Northeast Army soldiers were increasingly resentful, and they were calling for Zhang Xueliang to come back higher and higher, but he could not go back empty-handedly like this.

"The Chairman of the Communist Party Committee should follow the orders of Xueliang, but although Xueliang has been away from the army for a long time, the old subordinates in the army often have letters. I know the current situation of the Northeast Army. The Northeast Army is very bad at present. The officers and soldiers have not paid their wages for half a year. They will have a lot of complaints. In addition to the accidents of military wages, there is also a very lack of weapons and ammunition. The soldiers have no fighting spirit and cannot bear the heavy responsibility of suppressing bandits." Zhang Xueliang said earnestly: "Chairman, the soldiers of the Northeast Army hope that Xueliang will go, but Xueliang is empty-handed and has no face to see them."

"Well, I know the situation of the Northeast Army," Chiang Kai-shek is certainly clear about all this, but there are so many teams in the whole country and the finances are so tight. Money is needed everywhere. Except for the Central Army, the military pay for that army has not been paid enough. But now the Northeast Army has to work hard, and it is probably impossible to get hungry soldiers: "Let's add three monthly salary first, Hanqing, you know the central government's finances, and you are stretched. After the legal currency is implemented, there will be some improvement. You can overcome it temporarily. As for weapons and ammunition..., I will give you a warrant, go to Chongqing to find Zhuang Wenjie and ask him to allocate it to you. You probably don't know that Chongqing's arsenal can already produce 120 mortars with machine guns and cannons. These are the preparations made by the government for the War of Resistance since 9183."

Zhang Xueliang was a little surprised. You should know that at this time, there were very few artillery factories in China that could produce. The Taiyuan and Shenyang Arsenals in Shanxi were once two major production bases, but neither could produce 120 mortars, preferably 82 mortars, which aroused his strong interest.

After Zhang Xueliang left, Yan Daogang came in and reported: "Chairman Li Zhilong has come to send ammunition, and he is asking to see you."

"Send ammunition?" Chiang Kai-shek was stunned. The decisive battle in northwest Sichuan was about to be imposed. He ordered a batch of ammunition from Chongqing to the front line. But how did this work make Li Zhilong come? What happened to Zhuang Jihua? Chiang Kai-shek was puzzled: "Let him come in."

"Report to the principal, according to your order, I escort xxx bullets, xx00 grenades, and 300 mortars. 50,000 shells have been handed over to the Military Control Department." Li Zhilong reported loudly to Chiang Kai-shek.

Chiang Kai-shek frowned slightly: "This is the matter? Nothing else?"

"Yes, it's mainly for another matter to ask the principal." Li Zhilong immediately replied: "In May, we began to implement rent reduction and interest reduction in Sichuan. However, at the end of June, we randomly checked the counties in Sichuan. We found that a lot of places were just going through the motions and did not implement the rent reduction and interest reduction order at all. For this reason, we once issued a document to the Sichuan Provincial Government and Party Department in the name of the camp, requiring them to implement it effectively and severely investigate and punish those local officials who disobeyed lip service, but they refused. After the autumn harvest, we checked again. We found that there were more such counties. Generally speaking, the closer to Chongqing, the more thorough the implementation, the farther away from Chongqing, the worse the distance from Chongqing. The northern Sichuan region was basically not moving, but the provincial government and party department did nothing, and even cracked down on the local work teams we sent. Principal, we had an idea after researching it. We believed that the entire party and government system in Sichuan Province must be assigned to the camp and the camp was unified in command."

After Li Zhilong finished speaking, he took out the report signed by Zhuang Jihua. After Chiang Kai-shek took the report, he looked carefully again. He did not agree immediately, but asked after calming down: "You have to make a report that you need three divisions (hey, you didn't learn the calculation well, and there are actually only three divisions for 50,000 people. Thanks to the book friend Rose Knights for the correction). Have you recruited them all?"

"The recruits are all in their positions. However, the weapons are not enough." Li Zhilong said.

Chiang Kai-shek looked at Li Zhilong's serious face. His style was completely different from that of Zhuang Jihua. Today's report on the situation was to let Zhuang Jihua speak in a different way. It must be a different flavor. It is absolutely humorous and funny. But he made the matter clear and he didn't feel vulgar at all.

"There are not enough weapons? Why didn't Zhuang Wenge complain this time? He has always been the most accustomed to complain." Chiang Kai-shek asked lightly.

"The Cultural Revolution said that war land needs to be the first place. At worst, we can use wooden sticks as guns and practice first." Chiang Kai-shek was joking. But Li Zhilong didn't take the move. On the contrary, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of unnaturalness.

Chiang Kai-shek immediately realized: "What? What happened to him? Do you think I didn't pay?"

"No. This time, the Cultural Revolution paid out of my own pocket. But the controversy is still quite big." Li Zhilong said honestly: "Guangting, Brother Fan and others have a lot of opinions. The Cultural Revolution also made concessions. I didn't pull the rifle this time."

Chiang Kai-shek couldn't help frowning. He had just approved a warrant for Zhang Xueliang and had not given money yet. Zhang Xueliang didn't know that the transfer of things from Zhuang Wenge was to pay for money.

"The Northeast Army is also short of weapons and ammunition, and the task of suppressing bandits in the northwest is also very heavy. Go back and tell me about the Cultural Revolution and give some of the weapons and ammunition that Zhang Hanqing wants."

"Yes." Li Zhilong agreed without hesitation, which made Chiang Kai-shek a little strange. You should know that although Li Zhilong and Zhuang Jihua's styles are different, they are both people who dare to contradict each other in person. This time, he knew that there were difficulties in transferring, but he did not object.

"Why do you have no objection?" Chiang Kai-shek asked.

"No, the principal's order should be obedient. Besides, it would be good to bother the Cultural Revolution anyway, but Guangting and the others would definitely be asking for trouble in the Cultural Revolution." Li Zhilong said quietly that when he came to Chengdu, Zhuang Jihua intended to let him come forward. This "diplomatic" negotiations are gradually shifting to him. This time he came here to make a declaration that Li Zhilong will be responsible for such things in the future.

Chiang Kai-shek stared at Li Zhilong for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, you go back first. As for the assignment to the Chongqing camp, I want to consider it."

After Li Zhilong left, Chiang Kai-shek asked Yan Daogang to send weapons and ammunition to the front line as soon as possible, and the decisive battle at Baizhang Pass had begun.

When Zhuang Jihua received a report that someone was looking for him, he had just finished teaching the officers of the Sichuan Army Training Corps. This was the fourth session. At first he didn't care, but when the officer who came to report said it was Zhang Xueliang, he couldn't help but be stunned for nearly a minute, but then he was awakened by a gunshot from the gate of the military camp. Zhuang Jihua secretly cried out in his heart, and he walked towards the gate of the military camp.

From a distance, I saw several soldiers in military uniforms fanning one in a white suit in the middle. An officer and more than a dozen military policemen were confronting them. Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that the young marshal had already clashed with the sentry to stop them.

"Stop! Stop!" Zhuang Jihua quickly shouted loudly to stop the angry officer: "Put the gun away."

As Zhuang Jihuadi ordered all weapons to be put away.

"Sister Zhang, Zhuang Jihua, I am late to welcome you, please forgive me." Zhuang Jihua said with a smile, but he did not mean to forgive me, nor did he mean to deal with the officer and soldier. Zhang Xueliang had no angrily expression on his face. He just looked at the young lieutenant general in front of him with a little curiosity. To be honest, he didn't know this person, he had heard about it as early as the Northern Expedition. When the result of the Niuxing War was spread to the north, he and a group of Fengtian Army officers laughed at Sun Chuanfang for being incompetent, and he could not win a small Niuxing with six times the advantage of military strength. He deserved it, but today he went around in Chongqing and then clashed with the military police at the gate of the camp, and he realized that Sun Chuanfang was not unjust in the past.

Zhang Xueliang boarded the train last night and arrived in Chongqing at dawn today. Since no one was notified, no one had a car to pick them up. In fact, there were not many people in this group. Four guards and an adjutant.

But when he stepped out of the railway station, Chongqing was still a city that had just opened its eyes. There were only a few early cleaners cleaning the city on the street. Slowly, the loads of small carts selling breakfast began to appear on both sides of the street.

But just like this quiet autumn dawn, from Zhang Xueliang's meticulous perspective, Chongqing is unique. The waiting hall is spacious and bright, and the waiting square is flat, wide and magnificent. Although there are many people in the station, it is very orderly. In particular, there are few littered garbage. The police in the station are the same as the railway stations in other cities, but there are no gangsters who are specializing in foreign tourists like other cities. Passengers are quietly waiting on the benches of the waiting hall. Sweet voices are heard from the waiting hall to report the arrival of the train and the check-up of tickets. However, it is obvious that the Chengdu-Chongqing Railway is just a local railway, and the trains are only crossing in two directions between Chengdu and Chongqing.

After leaving the station, Zhang Xueliang refused the suggestion of finding the Guardian Hotel, but wandered around the streets of Chongqing at will. As time went by, the city woke up and there were crowds of people on the streets. Every bus stop was waiting for people waiting for the bus, but Zhang Xueliang found that there were people at each station to maintain order, so although there were many people, they were not at all messy, which was rare in other cities.

With interest, Zhang Xueliang went to Linjiangmen again and Chaotianmen. After this round, although he was just a quick look, he had to admit that the Chongqing market was so prosperous that the people were not as handsome as other places. Except for Chaotianmen who saw those outsiders who had just got off the boat with their bows on their backs and were obviously coming to work, the mental outlook of Chongqing locals was higher than that of other places, and even surpassed Shanghai.

When he arrived at the base gate with a good impression, he was stopped and refused to let in; but he did not get angry. His chief guard explained to the sentry that he was looking for Zhuang Jihua. The sentry looked at them and told them that Captain Zhuang was attending class in the military camp opposite.

So Zhang Xueliang had to turn to the barracks again, but when he arrived at the gate of the barracks, he was stopped again. Although Zhang Xueliang and others showed their ID to the sentry, the officer on duty insisted that they wait. The head guard was furious and raised his hand and a palm. The officer was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground. But before the head guard could take out the next move, he heard a gunshot. A bullet flew over his head. A sound of gunbolts sounded next to them. A group of gendarmes appeared around them. More than a dozen black guns forced them to move. The knocked officer got up and wanted to get their guns angrily. At this moment, Zhuang Jihua arrived.

"Shanghai Zhang is very different from rumors. He is full of energy and energetic." Zhuang Jihua didn't care what Zhang Xueliang meant and started to drink ** soup.

"General Zhuang, your yamen is so high that even the deputy commander dares to block the way." The adjutant didn't take this trick, with a cold face hanging on his face, and said coldly: "Even the chairman and guards dare not act so boldly."

"It's not that they are brave, but that I have a lot of burden. They are just fulfilling their responsibilities." Zhuang Jihua said with a smile: "Actually, this is still a weird young man. The young man's appearance is very different from the rumors. They just didn't recognize him for a while."

"Oh, what's the rumor about me, Zhang Xueliang?" Zhang Xueliang asked coldly.

"I am mentally embarrassed, my complexion turns yellow, and my eyes are unconscious, but now I don't see this at all. It's really better to meet me than to be famous." Zhuang Jihua said lightly, talking about the common image of drug users.

"Haha," Zhang Xueliang laughed. Of course he understood Zhuang Jihua's meaning: "No wonder the Chairman said that Zhuang Wenge is bold and meticulous, good at offending people, and good at turning enemies into friends. He has seen and seen."

"The Young Marshal is praised," Zhuang Jihua's face again with a faint helplessness. Zhang Xueliang looked very generous. No wonder he could have done such a big thing: "After Mayor Yang was assassinated last time, all levels of agencies strengthened the guards, especially the military camp's main base and the base headquarters. Those who want to enter must come out to collect it. They cannot enter with their certificates alone. This regulation is very troublesome, but it won't work." After Zhuang Jihua finished speaking, he gave way: "Young Marshal, please."

"Don't you want someone to take it? You go ahead and I'll follow you." Zhang Xueliang joked. Zhuang Jihua walked in front without hesitation, but his steps were slow. Zhang Xueliang caught up with him between the two steps.

"Cultural Revolution, you really have the taste of Zhou Yafu's fine Liuying camp here. The military discipline is strict and the vitality is also lively." Zhang Xueliang looked at the soldiers who were undergoing training on the training ground and said with a little sigh.

Zhuang Jihua said lightly: "They are newly recruited recruits. It's less than a month since they just started. Compared with the senior sages, the young marshal will be proud of me."

Zhuang Jihua thought Zhang Xueliang was polite, but he didn't know that Zhang Xueliang sighed that Guo Songling was the same back then. The military discipline in the barracks was harsh, so he trained an elite soldier. He went straight to the Nine Gate in the Second Zhi-Feng War and made a contribution to the final victory over Wu Peifu. However, Zhuang Jihua's image was too far from that teacher and friend. Guo Songling was serious and serious, while Zhuang Jihua looked a little casual. However, Zhang Xueliang felt that Zhuang Jihua's casualness was a bit intentional, because it was impossible for a casual person to lead out such a disciplined army.
Chapter completed!