The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 253 Dissatisfaction
After driving out the soldier who came to report, Feng Delin was so angry that he wanted to curse: Whose team is responsible for the city defense today? There are so many dead bodies, how come they didn’t even know to report to the headquarters!
"Forget it, since we are guests now, you should quickly ask Chunxi to tidy up his North Barracks and arrange for him to stay there first."

Waving his hand to tell the messenger to get out, Feng Delin walked around the room twice and then yelled at the new adjutant Cui Xinwu outside the barracks.

"Wu Zi, go to that Japanese overseas Chinese association or something and tell Mr. Matsushita that I have something to deal with and I can't meet him for now."

Oh my god, what if Guo Guizi, Zhang Hanqing or someone else comes to my house and happens to see me having a hot relationship with a Japanese? Who knows, the little guy Zhang will probably try to cause trouble for me again.

Things should be done in secrecy, so it is better to keep quiet at first.

Just when Feng Delin was hurriedly arranging these things, Guo Maochen, who was sent to the North Barracks by an order, was a little angry.

He always had a very high opinion of himself, and most importantly, for the sake of Zhang Hanqing, as well as the descendants of warlords such as Jiang Cheng and Bao Yulin, he would go to Jinzhou, Panjin, Baishuitun in Beidaying, and even Siping, which he had just passed through.
Not only did the garrison officers from all over the place give them enough face by personally welcoming them, they also provided them with good food, drink and accommodation, especially Wang Junshan and Du Haisheng.

"Feng Yong, your dad is so funny! He doesn't even want to show his face? It should be said that he is quite arrogant..."

At times like this, Xiao Zhang naturally had to say a few words, which made Feng Yong, who was already embarrassed, even more embarrassed.

"Oh, Hanqing, you are really funny!"

Bao Yulin immediately hugged his elbows and echoed, "Among our group, you are the leader, Feilan is the leader..."

"But what is Mr. Feng's status? He is not qualified to be such a high-ranking official to come out and greet us little minions!"

As if he was afraid that this series of words was not powerful enough, this boy who always liked to sow discord turned his eyes to Guo Maochen and said, "Instructor Guo, do you think what I said is right?"

Now, let alone saving face, Young Master Feng also stripped off all his underwear.

"I……"

Just as he was about to say something back when his face turned red, Guo Maochen stopped him: "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Zhengjiatun is so big, and it hasn't been very peaceful recently. It's possible that Commander Feng is too busy with official duties to take care of it."

Zhang Hanqing looked at Feng Yong's increasingly difficult expression, and took over the conversation and said, "Instructor Guo is right. Let's go to the North Barracks. We are really tired today."

Bao Yulin was not willing to let it go so easily, and was about to continue speaking with a pout, when Jiang Cheng, who had been watching, quietly reached out a hand and hit him hard on the butt!
"what!?"

Everyone looked back after hearing a scream, especially Guo Maochen's angry glare, which made him shut up immediately.

"Mr. Jiang, what are you doing?"

Bao Yulin reached back and tried to grab him, "Damn it, are you just going to help this Feng guy?"

"Have you forgotten how much trouble his father gave you?"

I have always been clear about gratitude and grudges.

Jiang Cheng curled his lips at him, not wanting to say anything more:
You, the Bao family, should stop being so arrogant. After we deal with Feng Delin and Meng Enyuan, your Heilongjiang Province will be dealt with by the Marshal sooner or later.

How could this good-for-nothing know what Jiang Cheng was thinking? However, seeing that everyone was silent, Bao Yulin also kept silent.

The so-called North Barracks is the northernmost military area of ​​Zhengjiatun. The current resident is Ding Chunxi, the former head of the North Camp in Fengtian.

The conditions in the North Barracks are the best among the several barracks in Zhengjiatun. Because it was newly developed, the barracks are brand new and the food is better. It is also located on Yushi Street, the most prosperous street in Zhengjiatun.

But when Jiang Cheng saw him running up, he immediately lost his temper:

Damn you, last time there was a fight in Dapingzhuang, you bastard colluded with the Japanese and planned to take advantage of the situation to rob my Dapingzhuang. I haven’t settled the score with you yet.

In addition to that time, in the first month of the year, when they came here with Wu Junsheng to eliminate Babuzabu, Ding Chunxi's troops were the ones who launched a surprise attack on them. The two consecutive accounts made Jiang Cheng immediately angry.

"Mao Chen is here? Haha... I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person!"

Ding Chunxi was born into a scholarly family. He had attended school for several years and was nicknamed "Scholar Ding" in the Fengtian Army. His words and deeds were somewhat bookish.
"Han Qing and Young Master are here too, let's..."

He was talking with a smile and narrowed his eyes, but when he looked at Jiang Cheng in the team, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes, but he immediately continued calmly, "Our conditions are definitely much worse than those in the provincial capital!"

"Everyone, please go into the camp first and rest... Come on, please come on."

As he said this, he turned around, made a "please" gesture, and led the cadets to walk along the ground that had just been swept and splashed with water.

He was really not being modest - this barracks was not even as good as those in Siping, let alone Fengtian or Beidaying.

The house was indeed newly built, but it looked like it had just been hastily cleaned up, except for the garbage that had not been cleared away yet.

Jiang Cheng and the others could clearly smell the foot odor coming towards them, mixed with cigarette smoke, body odor, and all kinds of inexplicable smells.

"Alright, stop staring at each other and move in according to the barracks in the Military Academy!"

Guo Maochen saw how embarrassed Ding Chunxi was, so he gave him face as the "landlord". "No arrangements will be made today! Everyone, please disperse and have a good rest. You will gather at the whistle tomorrow morning."

After saying this, he left together with He Yongqing and Ding Chunxi. They should be discussing with him what specific work they needed his cooperation during the period of study abroad.

"Hey, when will dinner be served? I'm already starving!"

Seeing that the two managers had left, Cai Yuanming immediately protested, "You won't let us stay here and eat hard, smelly dry food, will you?"

As they spoke, several brothers in the barracks turned their eyes to Feng Yong, especially Bao Yulin, who had always been speaking harshly. He spoke again: "Feng Yong, Feng Yong, what's wrong with your father?"

"Look at this arrangement, what does it mean? If you don't want us, why don't you tell us earlier on the way?"

"Come to your Zhengjiatun, the living conditions are worse than the ones we had in Siping and Baishuitun before - look at Feilan! Brother Wang and Uncle Du, what arrangements did you make for us?"

Feng Yong, whose face had always been as dark as ink, finally couldn't help it: "Bao Yulin, don't go too far!"

"We are here to study and practice. What do you think? An imperial envoy is here to tour with a precious imperial sword?"

"Even if you are really an imperial envoy, it is normal to travel light! We are all student soldiers. How should we live as ordinary soldiers do?"

(End of this chapter)