At Zhangjiakou Railway Station, soldiers from the guard regiment stood on the platform, and various division commanders from Chahar were waiting at the station.
The soldiers from the guard regiment behind them arrived last night. Early this morning, the whole city was under martial law. There were basically one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps on the road.
The soldiers of the guard regiment were wearing combat uniforms. Different from ordinary soldiers, their epaulettes were all black, and they were all Somi submachine guns. The gun body was polished to a shine. They had a neat military appearance and a solemn expression.
Woohoo~
A train panted slowly into the station.
The door opened, and a large group of soldiers got off the train and lined up to drive into the city. They were dressed exactly like the soldiers in the station.
Many reporters nearby began to take pictures, and Zhang Yunhan and several military commanders belonging to Chahar got out of the car.
These reporters got the news yesterday that high-level officials from the Northwest Army would arrive in Chahar, so they entered the station and waited after going through layers of inspections early in the morning.
Soon I saw a group of people appearing at the car door. I saw a person in front of me with a childish face, but a tall figure, sharp eyes, and no anger or authority.
"Why is this guy so young, and he's actually in the middle, and he's still the leader?"
"Could he be Commander-in-Chief Zhang!!!" someone guessed!
"I heard that Commander-in-Chief Zhang seems to be in his twenties."
"ah!!!?"
"Isn't it really Commander-in-Chief Zhang?"
At this moment, Zhang Yunhan, who heard the reporters talking, glanced this way. At this glance, a reporter took a photo. This photo was because of the background of the soldiers and the black and white background. , giving people the feeling of a tiger staring, so that later this photo became more and more popular, and it was called "The Gaze of the Oriental Lion"!
"salute!!!"
The head of the guard shouted a salute, and the soldiers behind him saluted one after another, which showed that this person had a different identity.
During this period, as the Northwest Army marched into Chahar, there were more reporters in Zhangjiakou, not only domestic ones, but also foreign ones.
After the group left the train station, Zhang Yunhan did not go to the government building immediately, but went straight to the 16th Army station.
Arriving at the camp soon, General Zhang Xingchen was waiting.
Zhang Yunhan saw a powerful and domineering man from a distance, rushing towards him.
Before the car stopped, Zhang Yunhan jumped out of the car: "General Zhang!! I have long admired your name. I am looking forward to seeing you in Jincheng as soon as possible."
Zhang Xingchen did not attend the Jincheng Military Headquarters meeting because he was reorganizing the 16th Army and had no tasks.
"Commander-in-Chief, you are too polite. How can Xun Chen be worthy of being a great name?"
"Brother Zhang fought with the Japs on the Great Wall with one division. I admire him very much. Looking across the country, how many generals are there like you? Besides, with the general's talents, I think an army commander is I feel wronged to you."
Zhang Xingchen was a little flattered, but this could not resist Zhang Yunhan's enthusiasm at all. He pulled Zhang Xingchen all the way to the camp. Before he arrived, he saw soldiers of the 16th Army training.
Seeing Zhang Xingchen and many senior generals arriving, although they didn't recognize them, they could tell from the guards with black epaulets next to them that they were definitely high-ranking officials of the Northwest Army.
The 16th Army is now all equipped with new equipment, but they still want to fight the Japanese. They haven't missed a day of training, and the Northwest Army has good food.
I heard that there was meat to eat, but every bowl was full. Several brothers kept running away that night, and the next day some of them were taken away by military doctors, which made a big joke.
After chatting with Zhang Xingchen for a while, Zhang Yunhan walked up to the high platform. Now he is no longer shy, but more restrained and thoughtful.
Troops were quickly assembled, including soldiers from Sichuan Province, as well as soldiers from the northwest and Chahar.
A division commander finished gathering his troops, trotted up to Zhang Yunhan, stood at attention and saluted.
"Report to the Commander-in-Chief, the 47th Division and 48th Division of the 16th Army of the Northwest Army have been assembled. The entire army should have 39,981 people, but 26,637 people actually arrived. The report is complete, please give your instructions!!"
Zhang Yunhan stood at attention, saluted, and said loudly: "Take a break!!"
Zhang Yunhan's military ability can be said to be average, but during his days in the military academy, he really worked hard. He performed these basic military etiquette very well.
Zhang Yunhan walked close to the soldiers and looked at their sallow faces. Although they were malnourished and they had not enough food and clothing before, they were still fighting on the front line of the war against Japan.
"Brothers! What are you doing here training?"
"Fight the devil!!"
The answers were loud, and the playground echoed with the shouts of the soldiers.
"good!"
"Then let me ask you, if you fight the Japanese, you will die. Are you afraid?"
"Afraid of a ball! Our coffins have been prepared at home! We don't want to go back alive. Kill one little Japanese to make enough money! Kill two to earn blood!!"
shouted an approaching Sichuan soldier.
Zhang Yunhan's face was a little excited. He held back the tears in his eyes, stood up straight and saluted the soldier with a standard military salute.
The soldier quickly returned the salute.
The soldier was still saying: "Commander-in-Chief, when we joined the Northwest Army, we swore that if one day we attacked Little Japan and did not defeat Little Japan, we would never go home! In the past, we did not have enough to eat or wear in Sichuan Province. Warmth and straw sandals are commonplace.”
"But the commander-in-chief is different. When the commander-in-chief's troops arrive in Sichuan Province, we welcome them from the bottom of our hearts."
"We no longer wear straw sandals. This year's crop harvest is so good that we can even buy two cows. But I heard from the mayor that there will be tractors dedicated to plowing the land for us in the autumn, and they will plow the land for free for us."
"Commander-in-Chief Zhang, you are our great benefactor!!"
As he spoke, the soldier began to cry.
This scene infected many people. In the troubled times like the Republic of China, the people at the bottom have never been taken seriously. But Zhang Yunhan is different. He attaches great importance to farmers the most, because the great man once said that there are a large number of farmers in China, and when they are armed, they become a powerful force. strength!
Zhang Yunhan couldn't stand the hardship of farmers' lives, because Zhang Yunhan had been a farmer since he was a child. He had harvested wheat, chopped corn, harvested soybeans, and squeezed rapeseed oil.
With the farmers' annual harvest being so great, we cannot let them endure hardships. Food is the most important thing for the people. As long as the people are fed and clothed, they will gather their strength and contribute to social construction.
Agricultural mechanization will liberate a large number of labor forces. Factories need labor forces. Industrial development cannot be separated from them, and national rejuvenation cannot be separated from them. It can be said that they are the foundation for the rise of this country.
Zhang Yunhan looked at the soldier and said loudly: "Good brother, since the Northwest Army has come, we are a family. If I, Zhang Yunhan, have a mouthful of food, none of our brothers will go hungry."
"We will not starve every citizen under our rule in the northwest!!!"
