"No, I object. Fengtian Arsenal was built by the old commander with great effort. If it was demolished like this, wouldn't it be ruined?" An old man with gray hair stood up and strongly opposed him. He was the old man who came with Zhang Zuolin. Although his position was not high, he was old and had excellent skills in his hands. He had a great prestige in the Arsenal.

"Yes, so many workers in the factory are all with their families and demolished the arsenal. What do you ask these workers to support their families? How can we live this life?" Another manager said in a tit-for-tat way with Chen Jingguo, who also mentioned Chen's dismantling machinery.

"The Japanese army has been captured by the city of Fengtian, and Japanese troops from all over the world have come one after another. The young marshal has never sent troops back to Fengtian, but has to withdraw Fengtian's army to the Jinzhou area. What should you do? You have seen how cruel the Japanese soldiers who rushed into the factory before. Do you really leave the arsenal to the Japanese and let the Japanese fight us Chinese with the weapons of the arsenal? The arsenal is the hard work of the old marshal, but the old marshal was also killed by the Japanese." Chen Jingguo roared.

"What did you say? The young marshal is going to withdraw his army to Jinzhou. He doesn't care about Fengtian anymore, he doesn't care about the arsenal?" asked the old man with gray beard in a trembling voice.

"Bang!" Chen Jingguo slapped the telegram from Peking on the table again, "Young Marshal's telegram, you can go and see it yourself!"

The old man held the telegram in his hand. After reading the contents above, he suddenly cried out and shouted hysterically, "No, young marshal, you can't throw Fengtian away like this. Put the Japanese outside the pass, how do you let the Fengtian live, how can the old Northeast live..."

"No, the young marshal will not abandon Fengtian. The young marshal's family business is here!" Some people present said that they did not believe it. The old man's crying also infected them. Many people had tears in their eyes, with the abandoned loneliness and helplessness. The Northeast Army was about to be transferred to the gate by the young marshal, but those who had no ability to resist had to face the bloody and cruel Japanese alone, and those who were moved would kill people!

"Puff-----" The old man with white hair and hair was so angry that he spit out his mouth with blood, and he poured his whole body straight to the ground.

"Old Zhu, Old Chu!"

The person next to him hurried over to help the fallen old man.

Chen Jingguo wiped away the wet corners of his eyes and turned his head to see this sad scene. There is no greater sorrow than death. The old man and Zhang Zuolin started with a beard and followed the Zhang family for more than twenty years. They have a deep relationship with the Zhang family. But now they are thrown outside the pass by Zhang Xueliang and so many people. How can people accept it? How can this depression be calmed down?

"The Japanese army will not withdraw from Fengtian because we were abandoned, nor will they put down the butcher knife in their hands because of our helplessness. You have also seen the situation of the Japanese army killing the soldiers and civilians of Fengtian. During the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, the Japanese army entered the Northeast and killed many people. Everyone here is familiar with the tragic tragedy at that time. They are inhumane animals and have never regarded us as human beings. The arsenal is the hard work of the old commander, and the hard work of tens of millions of Northeast people. They must not become the weapon of the Japanese army to harm the Chinese people. The relocation of the arsenal is imperative." Chen Jingguo announced the demolition of the arsenal in pain, and dozens of officials were present, but no one opposed it.

Jiang Wenbo felt a little emotional in his heart. Fortunately, Jiang Li stood up in a critical moment, otherwise the soldiers in Beidaying would die in vain. No one would pity them. Such a humiliating way of death would have caused all the ridicule of the Japanese and made tens of millions of people in the Republic of China. The young marshal had indeed given up on the Northeast and was in trouble. He was really in trouble. The young marshal brought more than 100,000 Northeast troops to huddle within Shanhaiguan, and had to continue to transfer the troops outside the pass, but threw tens of millions of people under the guns of the Japanese. Young marshal, is this what you want? Hundreds of thousands of troops abandoned the Northeast and ignored them. At the critical moment, Jiang Li stood up at this time and led hundreds of people to fight and fight. Even if he lost his life, he would block the Japanese outside Fengtian City. Young marshal, right and wrong, he had tens of millions of eyes staring at him. The people would go and see him. You were really wrong this time.

Well, since Jiang Li wants to fight, then follow Jiang Li to fight. Even if Fengtian is killed, blood flows into a river, he will be willing to poke a hole in the sky. If the soldiers are not afraid of death, they will have nothing to fear!

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"Mom, I thought the Chief of Staff of the Border Defense Headquarters would be a fat person, and it would be more oily than the remote area of ​​Taonan. I didn't expect it to be a pit, and Xiao Liuzi's bastard was also a bastard. He drove me to Taonan for a few years. He was so delicious and he drank. When the disaster came, he even pulled me to Fengtian to be criticized." Thinking of the excitement he was excited when he took office a few days ago, Zhang Haipeng was so angry that he was so angry. After taking office, he would have trouble. The 7th Brigade, the airport, the arsenal, even Changchun and Qiqihar were called, and he could only reply one by one according to Zhang Xueliang's order. He had caused a lot of slander, damn it, can he blame him?

"That's right, the Young Marshal hugged all the good things. I heard that there is a vault in his Young Marshal's Mansion that specializes in hiding gold bars. There are tens of millions and hundreds of millions of gold bars alone. You have been in Taonan for a hundred years and even if you have been playing horses, you can't catch up with the Young Marshal's wealth. Once the Japanese enter the city, how can they not be slander the Young Marshal's money? It's really cheap for the Japanese." Adjutant Ma Ming slapped his mouth and said with a greedy and pity.

"It's a pity. But the things that the Japanese army like can't make such a bad idea. I only have a few thousand soldiers under my command, which is not enough to stuff the Japanese teeth. Xiao Liuzi's army has hundreds of thousands of troops. I can't just watch the Japanese occupy his nest. I'm mom. I see that Fengtian's heaven is about to change. Xiao Liuzi is not righteous, so I don't blame me for stabbing him in the eyes. Go back to pull the army and see the news. If Xiao Liuzi reorganizes the army and returns to the gate, I can still sell him a little bit of a shame. If he is driven out of the gate like a dog by the Japanese, I can't say that I have to sell him a good price to the Japanese, and the past love will be gone." Zhang Haipeng said viciously.

"Yes, the young marshal escaped into the pass by himself, and even wanted the family business in the Northeast. He didn't care about the friendship between us and the old marshal. Why can the young marshal continue to escape into the pass and enjoy the food and drink? But we have to leave the northeast to be the betrayal dog? The Jin army, the Lu army, Song Zheyuan, and Yang Hucheng's tigers can't treat us as outsiders?" The adjutant next to him said, although this was not a little more prosperous, it was an indisputable fact. There were too many monks and few meats, and there was only such a large territory in the pass, which was far from enough to share. Zhang Xueliang relied on hundreds of thousands of Northeast Army, and he had to give in even if he didn't give in.

But the Northeast Army and his family were still a little nervous to maintain hundreds of thousands of troops. How could they care about their faults? Zhang Haipeng's army was no different from the wrecked dogs. The Northeast Army did not care about them, and the local army was even less popular. They did not have the strength of Zhang Xueliang to force some benefits from the local area.
Chapter completed!