The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Jiang Cheng wanted to refuse, but he soon discovered that the person driving the car was Wu Taixun, the son of Wu Dashetou, and the person who got out of the passenger seat was Feng Yong.

They are all good brothers whom he hasn't seen for a long time, and the heavy stone in his heart finally eased a little.

"Hey! Isn't this our great commander Jiang... It's been a long time since we last met, and you look even more impressive now!"

Wu Taixun slammed the car door, ran up and hugged him, "Look at you, you are getting more and more exaggerated, are you ready to run to the giraffe?"

"Come on, Han Qing has invited a few of us to the dance hall today... You can't refuse it this time no matter what you say."

Ever since his relationship with Wu Junsheng eased, Wu Taixun's attitude towards him has become increasingly intimate.

The two previous times I went from Harbin to Jilin Prefecture were to invite him out for food, drinks and fun.

But Jiang Cheng was always busy with official duties, so not only did he not want to play with her, even the women at home ignored him - even after he refused her several times, Master Wu remembered it and would pester him every time he saw her.

Jiang Cheng knew that he couldn't push it this time, and of course he didn't want to push it this time.

He couldn't escape by going back. Everyone in the Marshal's Mansion thought that since he had a concubine, they should have consummated their marriage tonight.

"That's right. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I'm going to host a party today - Feilan, let's go out and have a chat."

He and Guo Maochen had just returned from Beidaying and had planned to have a meal at the Marshal's Mansion before leaving. However, when he asked the housekeeper, he found out that his father and brothers were all out. Naturally, he was in no mood to have a meal at home.

They got in the car and drove straight to the tavern, ordered a few dishes and a pot of liquor, and started eating and drinking.

The topic always revolved around the war in Siberia and the ended European war.

As a former tactical instructor at the Military Academy, Guo Songling naturally had to express his opinions. Several classic battles and various new weapons were the focus of the topic.

"Hey, isn't Feilan also working on tanks now?"

Wu Taixun added a piece of beef to Jiang Cheng. "I heard it was a light tank from some French Renault company. There are male and female tanks, right?"

"The one with the gun turret is male, and the one with the machine gun is female..."

I didn't expect that this title has spread to the Northeast. Jiang Cheng put down his chopsticks, looked around at everyone and laughed: "Our Master Wu knows a lot about the war on the front line, right? It's true that I am importing this tank, but how should I put it, there are still many difficulties to overcome."

Guo Songling took over the conversation and said, "Our Northeast currently has a weak industrial foundation. Ironically, the previous industries were all part of what General Meng Enyuan left behind."

Jiang Cheng shook his head and smiled, "It's not that I'm saying that the industries he left behind don't have much effect on new weapons or even some industrial products for daily use."

"Take their homemade steel for example. Whether it's hardness or toughness, it can't even meet the requirements of a new bayonet, let alone tanks. It can't even meet the requirements of a gun barrel."

"Several of my researchers who specialize in steel research have recently been analyzing the iron ore produced in Jilin based on the parameters provided by the United States—"

"The steel content is a bit low, and coupled with the lack of heavy machinery, the mining efficiency is too low. It is far worse than importing directly from Australia... The price is low and the content is higher; of course, I have to continue to mine the ore in Jilin, I have to sell it to exchange for guns and cannons!"

What he said was, I will keep the good stuff I import for my own use, but I will sell the stuff I dig in Jilin to exchange for other things. Guo Songling was shocked: "You are really capable, you even contacted Australia to buy ore?"

Jiang Cheng chuckled: "Are you surprised? Besides, I was thinking that in addition to building a blast furnace and using the local minerals in Jilin to build a gunpowder factory, I also ordered aircraft from Britain and the United States. I won't mention the models, but they are two types of biplane gliders..."

"Also, the UK had a coal-carrying ship and two destroyers that were going to be scrapped. I thought they were cheap, so I couldn't resist buying them."

Seeing that the expressions of the people present were getting more and more strange, Jiang Cheng casually reached out and patted Zhang Hanqing on the shoulder, and then gently pinched him twice: "Hey, your father knows about this, why didn't he tell you?"

"In addition to buying warships, Ting Shu also led a team to the British Royal Naval Academy - I asked your father at the time if you wanted to go, and your father said that the navy was shit, and the army was the foundation of our Fengtian Army, so he wouldn't let you go!"

Zhang Hanqing was so annoyed when he heard this that he put down his chopsticks with a snap: "What the hell? My father really didn't say anything! He didn't even ask me and just rejected it directly?"

Wu Taixun was also anxious: "Good fellow, your father knows about this, but my father probably doesn't even know about it, right?"

"I say, going to England is such a fun thing! Jiang Feilan, you are so mean, doing it in secret?"

Seeing the two brothers looking angry and anxious, Jiang Cheng first glanced at Guo Songling's slightly strange expression, then laughed and said, "Listen to what you two are saying! It seems as if I, as your brother, deliberately abandoned you two..."

"To be honest, when I was planning to establish the navy, the first person I notified was your father—"

Wu Taixun was still angry, but Guo Songling, who had always maintained a watching attitude, suddenly said: "Alright! Since Master Zhang has already set off with the group of students, you two should stop thinking about this matter..."

"Besides, the thirty people in the study tour group are not enough for the navy. You can just go in the next batch."

Jiang Cheng also echoed, and the topic quickly shifted from the navy to development...

It is obvious that Zhang Hanqing is still interested in tanks, especially after he saw the combat effectiveness of this thing with his own eyes, he became even more obsessed with developing it.

However, Jiang Cheng did not hide anything this time, and told him all the techniques he had mastered.
He also assured him that if Feng Province developed a tank industry, he would strongly support it and provide all kinds of technology and talents.

Zhang Hanqing was delighted and immediately raised his glass to toast him.

The atmosphere became more and more cheerful. After the group finished their meal, Zhang Hanqing took them to the vicinity of Shenhai Market.

It is said that a wealthy businessman in the interior of China saw the development prospects of the Northeast and invested in many dance halls, restaurants, inns, etc. in Fengtian.

The Zuilanchun Dance Hall in particular is said to be the Paramount Dance Hall in Shanghai: it is home to Western bands, dance troupes, and many Russian singing girls who perform here.

The entrance ticket to the ballroom alone costs 20 yuan, and the private room, which includes food and fruits, costs 300 yuan. Ordinary people simply cannot afford it.

As soon as I entered the door, a dance music adapted from the Marseillaise ended, and a row of women in seductive clothes twisted their bodies and walked down in high heels.

The entire audience burst into cheers, applause and shrill whistles. Men and women seemed very excited. (End of this chapter)