The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Seeing this hot-tempered elder brother with a worried look on his face, Huang Yongan winked slyly: "Brother, you are really too honest, aren't you?"

"We don't have any food, but we... hey, we have this!"

As he said this, he patted the Browning on his waist and smiled cunningly.

Huh? You are...

Zhang Fushan, who has always been upright and incorruptible, couldn't figure out what his colleagues were going to do for a while.

Zhang Fushan was just worried that they had lost most of their dry food, and if they took these refugees with them, they might mutiny and hurt each other.

You have to know that these people fled and begged for food all the way from Zhili, Shanxi and other places. When they arrived in the capital, they were so hungry that their eyes were green. Not to mention the sight of food, even the things in the slop bucket made them greedy.

Now they can give them some food, but their own supplies will be gone in an instant. What if they get hungry and attack them? Although the soldiers are not afraid of them, they will lose food in vain and not get anyone. How can they explain to Master Jiang when they go back?

But what Zhang Fushan didn't expect was what Huang Yongan thought of.

When they are hungry, they may harm their own side, but once there is a "leader", the effect will be different.

From this perspective, there is nothing wrong with the warlords surrounding the capital city driving away the refugees:
These disaster victims who cannot be fed or housed properly will eventually become destabilizing factors that endanger regional stability;
Officials only need to ensure the safety of their official hats and their territory. As for whether the people can survive, it seems not important at all in their eyes.

But this Fengtian Army general, who came from outside the Great Wall and had always been regarded as a "barbarian" and "bandit" by the Central Plains generals, was going to teach them a good lesson.

The moment the military rations were distributed, Huang and Zhang were not only worshipped as gods, but the policy of "Jilin preferential treatment" was also spread quickly like a great victory.

In just three or four days, the two of them expanded their close combat force from more than 200 people to more than 3,000 people.

Just when the team was facing food shortage, Huang Yongan actually ordered a looting.

This is fatal. In the past, refugees lacked food, clothing and weapons. They wanted to rob some rich people to fill their stomachs, but they could not defeat the private armed forces.
But now, not only do they have two professional soldiers, Huang and Zhang, but they also have a new armed force. Beating up the rabble raised by the rich families is like a piece of cake.

Of course, the shrewd Huang Yongan only robbed local gentry, and although he robbed things, he strictly ordered that no one should be injured or frightened by the thrown objects.

Even later when they were looting again, they would simply fire blank shots into the sky, forcing the rich families to throw out their food and other things, and then they would not be harmed at all.

This move not only caused dissatisfaction among many wealthy people, but also attracted many people to follow... From the initial three or four thousand people, it quickly expanded to tens of thousands of people.

This impressive team stretched for more than ten miles and marched slowly towards Jilin, shocking even Fengtian.

"Hey, brat, are you planning to rebel or something?"

As soon as the call came, the Marshal started cursing angrily, "Fuck you, Shanhaiguan is sending me telegrams every day, saying that you are frantically conscripting people from the Central Plains to Jilin. What are you trying to do?"

At this time, Jiang Cheng was holding the receiver to his ear, sitting sideways in his office chair, wearing riding boots and with his legs resting on the table in front of him. He gave an attentive smile, but his eyes were not without laziness:
"Hey handsome man, who is this talkative person who is gossiping to me?"

"This is really difficult for me. Why do I always have to deal with this and that every time a new policy is introduced? I don't even want to do anything!"

The Marshal immediately got angry: "What have you decided to do yet? Let me ask you, what are your subordinates Zhang Fushan, Huang Yongan, Guo Xipeng, and your 29th Division's Hai Pingchuan doing in Beijing?" Jiang Cheng said innocently: "I heard that there is a drought in the Central Plains. The land is barren for thousands of miles. The people are so pitiful that they don't even have anything to eat or drink--"

"I just want my men to go over and tell Jilin's policy: We welcome talents here, and we also welcome people from the mainland to settle down here!"

"Hehe, you know that old bastard Meng Enyuan never did anything good in Jilin before. He exploited the locals and started wars everywhere. People in Jilin fled or died, and the population of the entire region is less than two-thirds of what it used to be—"

"The soldiers we are raising now are all young and strong, and the standing army must not be reduced... But for farming, running factories, and even for the navy here, we need people!"

"No one, what the hell!"

When Jiang Cheng said this, he clearly heard Yang Yuting's voice faintly coming from the other end of the phone.

The Chief of General Staff was more or less worried about changes - after all, most of the people who migrated here from thousands of miles away were outsiders, and the worst thing was, God knew how much trouble these outsiders would bring to the entire Northeast.

"You kid, you have good ideas--"

The Marshal's tone was a little softer than before, but his worry was still there. "But on the way to Jilin, we have to pass through Jinzhou, Fengtian and other strategic places. Aren't you just causing trouble for me?"

Jiang Cheng immediately said seriously: "No, handsome man!"

"I have contacted the South Manchuria Railway Guard Commander Matsushita Hideki - he will urgently requisition a batch of sealed cars to send all the people to Siping for me."

"I also ordered Hai Rusong to set up three temporary shelters in two counties outside Siping. The refugees will have food, drink and clothes to wear when they arrive."

"Then the staff of my emergency mobilization center will classify the personnel into different levels according to the actual situation."

"Those who have received education will work in factories as managers, those who are strong will be employed as laborers; craftsmen will be placed according to their abilities, and as for the elderly, the weak, women and children, they will move with their relatives - if they are poor, they can go to reclaim wasteland and farm!"

"In short, I have been preparing for the resettlement of the population since the end of last year."

At this time, the man on the other end of the phone was completely speechless.

"Feilan, it's me, Yang Yuting——"

After about half a minute of silence, the Chief of General Staff's slightly gloomy voice came from the other end of the phone, "I understand your ambition, you want to start a business."

"But have you ever thought about whether the sudden influx of so many people would cause unrest in the entire Jilin Province...Okay, since you have made arrangements, I won't say much."

"But if the capital asks you, how should you answer?"

Yang Yuting, oh Yang Yuting, it is clear that Feng Guozhang is using our Fengtian Army to drive away Duan Qirui, and now he has turned his attention to the outside of the Great Wall and coveted us——

You actually want to maintain stability with the capital? (End of this chapter)