The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 199: Deliberate?

"What's the point of giving money? Just take it! We just asked our family to prepare some food for us. It's nothing expensive!"

Jiang Cheng had long wanted to win over a group of officers to his side, and now was the best opportunity. "Come on, come on, we're from the same class, don't be polite!"

His frank words made the people all smile, and they came forward and took a bag of dry food and a bag of pickled vegetables.
"Wow, little brother, your family is really well-off!"

"I just heard people at the Military Academy say that you guys are rich and powerful... Today I really saw your strength!"

This was not entirely a compliment. Fine grains were a rare commodity these days, and even in the Military Academy they could not guarantee a supply of fine grains every day.

Waving his hand and smiling, Jiang Cheng tilted his head to see that there were still a lot of things, so he quickly bent down and threw a bag of food to each of them: "Carry as much as you can, and fill your bags up."

Seeing that the things had been divided up, Jiang Cheng said, "Let's go together so we can look after each other."

After saying this, he turned around to say goodbye to his wife and the others, only to find that Hai Huixin had already walked to the other side of the platform with the crying Cai Chanjuan in her arms. Noticing his gaze, the sensible girl comforted the pregnant woman while waving at him repeatedly, as if to say:

Go away quickly, I'll take care of you at home!

He nodded to her with a grateful smile, turned around and told everyone to get in the car quickly.

Cai Yuanzong hurriedly grabbed him and stuffed a purse into each of his and his brother's pockets: "Be prepared when you go out. Don't be too tight!"

There was almost no one on the platform, so they didn't refuse and quickly trotted onto the train with the crowd.

Seeing the crowded scene, these rich young men were a little worried.

There were no sleeper cars in those days, but there were single compartments. However, the Military Academy only assigned the most ordinary hard seat tickets.

"How do you sit?"

Wu Taixun was the first to mutter while carrying his luggage.

"How do you sit? Use your big butt to sit!"

Jiang Cheng threw his backpack and bedding roll onto his body without caring and walked straight into the carriage:

Is this condition still bad enough?

I remember when I was in junior high school, I took a train from Taiyuan to the Northeast. The green train was not as good as it is now. The carriage was packed with people. It was really full of all kinds of smells.

In modern times, people who ride green trains are almost all from the lower classes of society.
However, trains were a rare commodity in the Republic of China. The truly poor could hardly travel far away in their lifetime. If they could finally travel, they usually had to rely on their legs or donkey or horse-drawn carts.

And at least there is no such thing as a standing ticket. It's good enough that everyone has a seat.

"Come here, here's the ticket number."

Zhang Hanqing also followed with his bag on his back, calmly.

After they sat down, Jiang Cheng realized that they were seated according to the carriage and seat numbers. Although he and his brothers were in the same carriage, their seats were not next to each other, as if they were separated deliberately.

What's even more strange is that Huang Yongan and his companions' carriage was not here, but in carriage No. 4, which was four carriages away;
Apart from them, there was no other cadet soldier to be seen in the carriage.

The current registered number of students in the first phase of the Military Academy is 205. It may not sound like a large number, but how large can the carrying capacity of trains be these days?

Just now he roughly counted that this train has 11 passenger cars in total… excluding the single compartment cars and the dining car, there are about 6 cars;
If we assume that there are about 100 people in each carriage, it would be quite difficult to arrange more than cadets according to their dormitories.

Are they being "taken care of separately" or...

"Why don't we all get together?"

Cai Yuanming, the smartest one, also felt something was wrong. There were people on both sides of him, and he asked Jiang Cheng with difficulty. Shaking his head silently, Jiang Cheng wondered if that Guo Guizi was going to test their ability to respond to emergencies?
Loud whistles rang out one after another on the platform, and a series of sharp roars came from the direction of the locomotive. The train began to move slowly and soon accelerated as it drove out of the train station.

The snowy field outside the window was endless, and the cold air soon caused white mist to rise up from the window, making it invisible; Jiang Cheng felt vaguely tired, and he became more and more sleepy as he swayed.

The passengers squeezed on both sides had already closed their eyes and dozed off, but Jiang Cheng drank some water and held on for a while to get over the drowsiness.

He stretched his neck and tried to look around, but except for Cai Yuanming on his left, he could not see or take care of anyone else.

The seats in the entire carriage were filled with people, and the aisles were piled with luggage of all sizes.

He roughly calculated the seats for his brothers -

It seems to be true, there is one seat in each row.

He didn't believe that Guo Guizi didn't do it on purpose due to such a coincidental arrangement.

"Brother, are you a soldier?"

The young man sitting opposite Jiang Cheng spoke to him.

I was wearing a cadet's uniform without a rank, so my features were quite obvious.

"Oh, a soldier."

Jiang Cheng responded thoughtfully, his mind going through the operation of the South Manchuria Road and the stations along the line.

Unlike the military train arranged by the General Staff last time, the civilian train will run at a slower speed, and from Fengtian to Shanhaiguan, it will definitely stop at every station along the route...

Adding this time, it would take them at least three days to reach Shanhaiguan Station.

You have to know that the station is some distance away from Shanhaiguan, and a forced march would take several hours.

In addition, the gathering place set by Guo Guizi did not seem to be in Shanhaiguan, but in...

He was going through the map of Shanhaiguan in his mind and re-confirming the location of the meeting place when the young man on the other side suddenly raised his voice a few notches, as if he was afraid that he couldn't hear clearly:
"Young man, even if you are a soldier, you'd better be careful when you go out."

Ok?
Jiang Cheng was suddenly drawn back to his attention by his words. He was startled: "What?"

Only then did he notice that the young man was wearing a Zhongshan suit. He should be a student, around twenty years old.

As if noticing his sudden alertness, the young man twisted his arm, which was numb from being squeezed by the passengers on both sides, and smiled:
"I can tell from the looks of it that you guys aren't the type to travel far away often, how can you leave things lying around in the aisle?"

Jiang Cheng covered his face and smiled bitterly: "Then you should be going out all the time--"

"We don't even stuff the important stuff into the bedding roll!"

The young man smiled at him again, perhaps because he was bored, or perhaps because they were of similar age, and they started chatting.

This young man is 20 years old, his name is Sun Zhengnan, and he is from the same hometown as him in Xinmin. Today he took a bus to Fengtian to go to Beijing to attend university.

When he heard that it was his fellow villager Jiang Cheng, he was delighted. Moreover, college students in the Republic of China era were incredible, and each of them was a talent worth recruiting as a disciple.

The two of them began to chat about all sorts of things, from the current political situation to the construction of Xinmin.

"Young man, you don't know that the new garrison commander of Xinmin is really amazing. He's promoting construction everywhere and even had the troops build roads and so on... The people of Xinmin are worshipping him now."

(End of this chapter)