The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 187: Siping is also for you?
"Mr. Machino, we in the Northeast are open-minded and don't play tricks like that."

Knowing that the Japanese were probably up to some ulterior motive, Jiang Cheng chose to go straight to the point.

Machino glanced around the imposing Governor-General's Mansion, and when he was sure that there was no one else around, he said calmly, "The matter of Keiko was suppressed by our General Staff."

"I think... Young Master Jiang should be very clear about the military's methods."

"Without the wise decision-making and deployment of the General Staff, how could Mr. Jiang be so successful?"

Huh?

Jiang Cheng immediately understood the old man's intention:

It seems that he was taking advantage of the celebration banquet to seek credit because he had given him some benefits before.

Want money?

Or looking for cooperation again?
It was nothing new to him.

The General Staff has always been at odds with the military. Now that the power of Marshal Zhang, whom they support, is growing stronger, it is clear that they have the ability and ambition to go beyond the customs.

How could they allow anyone to interfere and sabotage?

After figuring this out, Jiang Cheng immediately lowered his eyelids and smiled: "So that's how it is."

"No wonder such a big thing seemed to be settled overnight without any more troubles..."

"It turns out that Mr. Machino is the one who understands the righteousness and mediates the situation!"

It was necessary to learn from the Marshal. Jiang Cheng immediately acted as if he was in a state of shock, and even shook hands with the devil despite his nausea.

"You are so serious and sensible, you are a good man of the Imperial Army!"

hiss……

Even Cai Yuanzong, who was relatively calm, couldn't hold it in anymore, not to mention Zhao Xishun, who immediately burst out laughing.

Machino was also embarrassed by him, thinking that this guy used to be cautious and careful, but now he became so slick and had acquired the habits of the Fengtian warlords?

Wait a minute, I have something important to discuss with him...

He wanted to break free from the rough hands, but the strength of this heroic young officer was no longer what it used to be.

The hands were like steel pliers, and the harder they pressed, the more painful it made him grimaced.

"Xishun! Xishun...where have you been?"

"I asked you to bring some Western wine to the brothers, but you, you went to the West by yourself?"

Just as the Japanese were struggling to figure out how to escape, Marshal Zhang's roar came from a distance.

Everyone turned their eyes back and saw the drunken commander holding onto the European-style lace door frame and shouting with a lisp.

"Hey, handsome, I'm going right away!"

Zhao Xishun quickly made a face at Jiang Cheng and ran away. The commander pretended to be mysterious and narrowed his eyes as if he had just seen clearly: "You little brat? What are you doing there... Hey, consultant Machino is here too?"

"What do you want from this brat of ours?"

Machino's face turned dark, and he quickly broke free from Jiang Cheng's hands, saying that he had something to do and left quickly.

Jiang Cheng, however, put on a sly smile and said to the Japanese soldier who was eager to escape: "Take your time. Come to our Daping Village and have a seat if you have nothing to do!"

"Fuck you, you bad boy!"

Then the Marshal cursed again, and he quickly stepped forward and slapped him lightly on the head, angrily saying, "You are so brave, you dare to play tricks with the Japanese."

When facing his boss, Jiang Cheng still had the courage to put on a playful smile: "Hey handsome man, what are you talking about?"

"Playing tricks on the Japanese is Chief of Staff Yang's business. How can it be my turn?" The Marshal rolled his eyes at him, turned slightly to look at Cai Yuanzong who was holding his breath, made a gesture to the two of them and led them along the corridor to the other side of the western-style building.

The long marble corridor is brightly lit even during the day, and the purely European-style interior is filled with splendor and luxury.

But the deeper they went, the more solemn the Marshal's expression became in his peripheral vision, causing Jiang Cheng to unconsciously hold back his breath.

One side of the oval study was all transparent glass, and the fire was burning brightly, making it look more spring-like than the corridor.

In addition to the neatly arranged bookshelves, the first thing that caught my eye was the luxurious mahogany desk, with piles of documents and account books...

"Handsome man!"

A young man in a brand new military uniform was tidying it up. After a few glances, Jiang Cheng found that it was Jiang Dengxuan.

"Do you know me?"

The Marshal leaned over and smiled at him, "We are from the same family... a good classmate of your Chief Military Officer Yang."

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from him, Jiang Cheng said with a cheerful smile: "How can I not recognize you, Brother Chao Liu! I can see from your memory that--"

"When I was on a mission before, Brother Chao Liu was a special commissioner of the General Staff."

The Marshal blinked his shrewd little eyes, and Jiang Cheng immediately added: "We have a good personal relationship!"

Although Jiang Cheng knew that this gentleman always had an air of "trusting his employees", he understood in his heart that he was quite wary of Yang Yuting.

Isn’t Jiang Deng’s selection into the Marshal’s Office a signal?
Everyone knows who they should listen to when they eat whose food.

Hiding the truth from the boss is just being clever... The Marshal smiled at first after hearing his plan.

Then he took a square step and sat down behind the desk, raised one hand and tapped it lightly: "You are rich now, right?"

"All those who should be recruited near Siping were recruited in one go... The number of soldiers under your command will almost be as many as your father's!"

Jiang Cheng quickly waved his hand: "Look at what you said, no matter how many soldiers I have, they are all Wu Erye's vanguards, your stinky boys, aren't they?"

"Besides, my title is not legitimate... Yuan Zong is also a battalion commander, tsk tsk, what do I have?"

"Hehe, even Han Qing is the head of the regiment. Yuan Zong and I are fighting for our lives on the front line, but that's nothing!"

"Those who know are wise enough to understand. Those who don't know how to make up stories about you being nepotistic or something like that!"

The Marshal raised his hand and frowned, then pointed at him with a look of disdain and laughed: "Look at your chatterbox, you're almost conspiring against me!"

"What do you want? What else do you want? I'll just give you Siping as well!"

Jiang Chengcai was not polite and immediately stood at attention and saluted, saying, "Then I will obey your orders!"

The Marshal was stunned, and simply laughed at his behavior: "Fuck you, I told you you were fat, and you really gasped for air."

"But... I really want to push you over."

At this point, Marshal Zhang glanced at the expressionless Jiang Dengxuan and the always focused Cai Yuanzong, and sneered,

"Ever since you sent that female spy to me... Lingge sent people to conduct several sessions in a row, and they probably figured out that those old guys Kawashima Naniwa have set their sights on old man Meng again."

Seeing that he was so serious, Jiang Cheng nodded and said, "Ever since that Meng concealed his identity and took the entrance exam for the Military Academy, I vaguely felt that something was wrong."

"With so many things happening later, I'm afraid the Jilin governor alone wouldn't be able to do such a thing."

The Marshal nodded and said, "Jing Yan and I have discussed this before...Siping Garrison has a close relationship with him, so sending you is the best choice."

After saying this, the Marshal tilted his head and raised his chin proudly at Jiang Dengxuan.

"Take out the drafted order."

(End of this chapter)