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Chapter Thirty-Three Airport Battle (1)

"Yo Xi, this attack must be fought quickly, so Mr. Itagaki, I have ordered the remaining artillerymen to carry poison gas bombs with the army to attack." Ishihara Wanji looked at his good friend meaningfully and said: "The airport is facing the Chinese people.

It is very important for me, I think they will definitely deploy heavy defense, so..."

"Ishihara-kun, please don't worry too much. I have my own sense of everything. However, there is something Ishihara-kun needs to do quickly. The Second Field Artillery Regiment has almost been wiped out. We are in urgent need of the support of an organic artillery unit. Ishihara-kun

You must immediately request Commander Honjo Shige for additional artillery support, the sooner the better." Itagaki Seishiro said.

"I'll do it right away."

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In the evening, on the campus of Yanjing University in the western suburbs of Peking.

At this point, it had been more than twenty hours since the September 18th Incident broke out. Compared with the raging war and the sound of killings outside the customs, the campus of Yenching University seemed much quieter and peaceful.

The moonlight shines softly on the campus, as if it is covered with a layer of silver, adding a little silence. The cool breeze blows gently, causing the flowers and trees to sway.

In a room in the north corner of the campus, teachers did not turn off the lights early as usual, but the lights were still brightly lit, making it particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

On campus, a young female teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses was excitedly announcing to dozens of male and female students in the classroom: "Students, according to the latest news, the Japanese brazenly attacked our Northeastern Army last night.

Beidaying and Shenyang City launched an attack, and now the whole outside the pass is already ablaze with war and smoke.

The iron hoofs of the Japanese invaders have begun to trample the beautiful rivers and mountains of our three eastern provinces, and 30 million elders outside the customs are about to be in dire straits. At this time of national crisis and national crisis, the school has decided to organize all teachers and students to march to Peking City tomorrow to petition and call on the people

Rise up to resist and urge Zhang Xueliang to use force to defend national sovereignty and territorial integrity. I hope everyone can participate."

"I'm participating."

"I will participate too." Dozens of male and female students expressed their opinions with indignation, but one of them fell into deep silence.

"Mom, dad, brother, are you all okay? Nothing will happen to you, God bless you." Sitting in the back row, the handsome Zhang Xinghua murmured a prayer to himself.

"Xinghua, what's wrong with you? What are you talking about?" At some point, the young female teacher had walked beside him. Seeing that he was not gathering together with other students to excitedly discuss how to demonstrate and petition and resist Japan, the young female teacher

The teacher couldn't help but asked with some doubts.

"Teacher Su, I'm fine." Hearing the heavenly voice, Zhang Xinghua woke up from his meditation, looked up at the beautiful face that had haunted him for many years, and answered with a smile.

Three years ago, when he was just eighteen years old, he fell in love with this gentle girl who looked like a fairy at first sight when they met her for the first time, even though she was a few years older than him and she was his teacher.

Although it was against ethics, Zhang Xinghua didn't care because he knew that she was not heartless towards him.

But from a worldly perspective, the gap in family background between the two parties forced them to stop at love.

"Is everything okay?" Su Hanyun asked worriedly knowing that Zhang Xinghua's family members were all in the Northeast.

"Teacher Su, do you know what the current situation is in Shenyang? Has it fallen?" Zhang Xinghua didn't want to ask her more, but when he thought of his parents and elder brother far away in Shenyang, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"It probably hasn't fallen yet. The specific news will be known later, so don't worry too much." Su Hanyun replied in a concerned tone.

"Yeah." Although Zhang Xinghua was worried in his heart, but under the unclear situation, he would not do anything unusual in a hurry, but nodded knowingly.

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At the same time, Zhang Xueliang was in his mansion in Peiping.

More than twenty hours had passed since the September 18th Incident broke out. Zhang Xueliang had gone from being surprised to now becoming extremely anxious.

Because he had just received news that Huang Xiansheng handed over the command of the garrison to Zhang Xinghan, who had made the first contribution, and this news was confirmed by Wang Yizhe who was retreating towards Jinzhou.

At the same time, Wang Yizhe also reported to him a piece of news that shocked him even more. According to the report of the scouts of the 7th Brigade, who were left behind by the new recruits, Zhang Xinghan led the defenders to once again defeat the Japanese army at the gate of Fengtian City. It was not repelled, but

It was a serious defeat.

In addition, Zhang Xueliang also learned that the air force that he and his father had spent countless efforts to build was also controlled by Zhang Xinghan, and he used the air force to participate in the counterattack against the Japanese army.

At this time, Zhang Xueliang fell into a conflict of hesitation. On the one hand, he did not want his subordinates to resist, thus giving the Japanese army an excuse to expand the situation and carry out a large-scale war. On the other hand, he was somewhat unwilling to abandon his father just like this.

The three northeastern provinces were conquered through hard work.

Although he, Zhang Xiaoliu, was a prodigal, it was hard to avoid throwing away such a huge family property at will.

Not knowing what to do, Zhang Xueliang naturally fell into anxiety. The policy of non-resistance was an established decision of the Nanjing government's internal policy of war against foreign aggression. Before a certain army was solved, Jiang Gong and even the entire National Government and him

Zhang Hanqing was not optimistic about a large-scale national war breaking out with the Japanese in advance.

Especially Zhang Hanqing. Not long ago, in order to compete with the Russians for the Middle East Railway, he led the elite Northeast Army in a fight with Lao Maozi, but the result was a disastrous defeat. From this battle, Zhang Xiaoliu had some shadows in his heart.

The shadow of fear against the armies of great powers.

In his subconscious mind, his Northeastern Army could not even defeat the Russians, so how could they be the Japanese who had defeated the Russians with outnumbered enemies many years ago?

Therefore, he lacked the courage to resist. Even though he knew that the Japanese army might take action, he still issued an order not to resist to the troops.

At this point, Duke Jiang in Nanjing had an amazing tacit understanding with him. Duke Jiang did not want to resist, at least not now, because he believed that his internal troubles had not been eliminated and it would be difficult to compete with the Japanese.

Of course, as the leader of a country, Jiang Gong could not directly issue a non-resistance order to the Northeast Army, so this order could only be issued by Zhang Xiaoliu, who also had a non-resistance mentality.

That is to say, you will be blamed for the sinners of the nation. Just like in history, after the failure of the Great Wall War of Resistance, in order to cope with the condemnation of public opinion, Jiang Gong meaningfully said to Zhang Xiaoliu, "Now the people of the country are very dissatisfied with us. The two of us must have a relationship."

Go down alone so that they can be silenced."

In the end, Zhang Xiaoliu was very generous and sensible and went to visit Europe.

Therefore, in terms of non-resistance, Zhang Xiaoliu always maintained an amazing tacit understanding with the Nanjing government, and everything was kept secret.

If Zhang Xueliang wants the Northeastern Army to resist, that's fine. You just need to be sure that you can stop Japan's overwhelming troops.

Zhang Xueliang is not Zhang Zuolin. He does not have the courage, let alone the courage. Between death and preserving his strength, he chose the latter.

As mentioned earlier, in order to preserve his strength, he ordered the Northeastern Army not to resist. However, when Zhang Xinghan won successive victories in Shenyang, he fell into conflict again and did not know whether to defend or give up completely.

Humans are all complex animals, and Zhang Xiaoliu's performance at this time perfectly interpreted this sentence.

After weighing it again and again, Zhang Xueliang made up his mind. He picked up his pen and started writing a telegram. He wanted to personally write a telegram to Zhang Xinghan, urging him to abandon Shenyang and lead his army to retreat to Jinzhou.

Now that he has given up most of the Northeast, there is no point for Zhang Xinghan to hold on to the isolated city of Shenyang. Through the battle between Beidaying and Shenyang, Zhang Xueliang, who is relatively knowledgeable, has seen that this Zhang Xinghan is a talent and can be entrusted to him. Talents with important responsibilities.

He should keep such talents by his side and focus on cultivating them to prepare for the future.

It has to be said that Zhang Xiaoliu, one of the four most handsome men in the Republic of China, writes very quickly. In just ten minutes, two pieces of rice paper have already been filled up by him. After writing, Zhang Xiaoliu immediately faced the door with dignity. shouted: "Adjutant!"

"Young Marshal!" An attendant adjutant came in and saluted, "What are your orders?"

"Go and hand this message to the Communications Department and ask them to send it to Shenyang City Defense Commander Zhang Xinghan as soon as possible." Zhang Xiaoliu handed the message to the adjutant and did not forget to tell him: "Add a sentence at the end of the message, this order. I hope my dear brother will not shirk you."

"Yes!" The adjutant immediately stood at attention after receiving the message, and then happily accepted the order and left.
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