Black Flag Army

After finishing his drink, Commander Tachibana Shoichiro walked out with a red face and drunken eyes, holding the geisha in white. Seeing this, the Special Agent Director Du Qiudongren quickly stood up and said to the female boss Tian Mayumi: "These two geishas are new. According to regulations, we have to take them back to the headquarters for routine inspection. You have been in business for so many years, you should be very familiar with this rule, right?"

Tian Mayumi smiled and answered carefully, "It's only natural. I spent three months training them. Now they are the most popular geishas in the shop. If they are taken away, my business will suffer a huge loss! So, please be kind and send them back as soon as possible after you finish the inspection."

After hearing what Tian Mayumi said, Du Qiudongren's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He whispered, "That's for sure. We are old friends. I will still help with this little favor. Don't worry, as long as they have no problems, I will definitely let them come back to you as soon as possible." After that, he patted Tian Mayumi's shoulder to express his comfort.

Commander Tachibana Shoichirō, holding the graceful and beautiful geisha in white, boarded the extremely luxurious car under the close protection of a group of fully armed guards; while Du Qiudong, also holding another geisha in green clothes, boarded his own private car - a completely black car.

The geisha in blue held in Du Qiudongren's arms was begging desperately with a face full of fear: "Mr. Director, please be kind and spare me! Please let me go back, okay..." However, facing the pitiful plea of ​​the geisha in his arms, Du Qiudong just smiled cruelly and responded in a cold tone: "Humph! This is absolutely impossible! A woman like you who refuses to cooperate with our headquarters in the investigation must be a spy sent by the enemy!"

The blue-clad geisha in his arms kept struggling and whispered, "I'm really not a spy! I'm just a refugee from Japan. I have an ID card to prove my identity!"

However, Du Qiudongren just smiled slightly and responded calmly: "The authenticity of the ID card is not up to you. It depends on our secret service department to judge. Let me tell you, I am the director here! So, if I think your ID card is forged, then even if it is real, it will become fake; but if you listen to me, even if your ID card is fake, it can be regarded as real. How about it, now you understand, right?" After that, Du Qiudongren looked at the blue-clothed geisha in front of him who was trying desperately to prove her innocence with a meaningful look.

The blue-clothed geisha's delicate body trembled slightly, as if she was shrouded in an invisible fear. Her eyes became dull and lifeless, and she completely lost the will to resist. At this moment, she was like a frightened bird, and could only shrink silently in Du Qiudongren's arms, allowing him to flirt with her at will.

Du Qiudongren felt a strong sense of satisfaction and pleasure. He was intoxicated by the pleasure of controlling the fate of others and enjoying the power. He looked down at the blue-clothed geisha in his arms, a smug smile appeared on his lips, and he asked softly, "Tell me, what's your name?"

The blue-robed geisha's voice was slightly trembling, and she lowered her head and replied docilely: "My name is Fukushima Swallow, please take care of me, sir. As long as it is your order, I will definitely obey it."

Du Qiudongren nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "You are indeed a smart woman. I like people like you who know what's interesting. From now on, you are mine, do you understand?" After that, he caressed Fukushima Yanzi's body again, enjoying the pleasure of conquering her. Fukushima Yanzi silently endured everything in his arms...

The vehicle entered the residential area behind the Kwantung Army Headquarters, and after driving for a while, it stopped at the door of a heavily guarded mansion.

Du Qiudongren got out of the car with Fukushima Yanzi in his arms and walked straight into the mansion.

In a spacious room, Du Qiudongren let go of Fukushima Yanzi and looked at her lustfully.

"Take off your clothes." Du Qiudongren ordered.

A trace of fear and hesitation flashed in Fukushima Swallow's eyes, but she still slowly unbuttoned her clothes.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, and a guard rushed in to report: "Director, the two sentries outside the door were assassinated at the same time, and we found traces of the guerrillas!"

Du Qiudongren's expression suddenly became serious. He turned to the guards and said, "Gather the men immediately. I will personally lead the team to capture the guerrillas!"

After saying that, he glanced at Fukushima Swallow and said coldly: "You stay here first, and I will deal with you when I come back."

Afterwards, Du Qiudongren and his guards hurriedly left the room.

Fukushima Swallow took this opportunity to quickly put on her clothes and quietly observed the surroundings. She took out a pen and paper and drew a rough sketch of the terrain here. Fukushima Swallow's name was of course fake. Her real name was Cao Feiyan, and earlier she was called Wang Zhuer. The white-clothed geisha taken away by the commander of the Kwantung Army was Dong Xuechun, who used the alias Sakai Junko.

On February 16, 1920, the Beihai Gun Factory produced the first fully qualified tank, and on February 17, the Beiling Submarine Factory produced the first submarine. When Di Xiong received these two pieces of good news, he was very happy. He had finally achieved results after spending so much money. However, when Tian Mengxue from the next office handed him a piece of intelligence, his face darkened again.

"This Cao Zhongshan is so greedy! He has already occupied Beijing and so many provinces, but he is still not satisfied. He has to dispatch an army of 200,000 to fight me to the death for Mengdong Province. Should I give in?" Di Xiong muttered to himself, staring at the intelligence from Beijing in his hand.

Tian Mengxue, who was standing by, was extremely anxious when she saw this. She raised her voice and said loudly, "We must not retreat! We have spent six years preparing and finally took back Mengdong Province from the rebels. How can we give it up so easily? What ability does that idiot Cao San have? Can he govern Mengdong Province properly?"

Di Xiong frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. What Tian Mengxue said was not unreasonable, but facing such a powerful force of Cao Zhongshan, if he forced a confrontation, he would probably pay a huge price. However, he was unwilling to give up Mengdong Province. Just as he was hesitating, Tian Mengxue spoke again: "Di Juzi, we can't be afraid of a strong enemy. The people of Mengdong Province have just escaped the suffering of war, and they need a stable environment to rebuild their homes. If we give in now, it will not only disappoint the people, but also encourage Cao Zhongshan's arrogance."

Di Xiong said, "Once this battle begins, there will be heavy casualties. Even if most of the dead are from the Zhili Army, most of the officers and soldiers of the Zhili Army are ordinary people! This is a big deal and we must be cautious. Let's hold a meeting to decide. Huo Qingtong, notify all the senior officials to hold a meeting."

After Yang Lushuang married Di Chun last year, she is now more than three months pregnant and her belly is bulging. In order to protect the fetus, she took leave, and the guard Huo Qingtong also served as the secretary.

When Huo Qingtong served tea to everyone, he found that more people came to the meeting than before. Since there was no war in Beiling and Beiting provinces for the time being, the Chief of Staff Jiang Hongyu, the commander of the First Army Wu Chunlei, the deputy commander Liu Zhendong, and the commander of the Second Army Feng Anbang, who rarely attended the meeting, also attended the meeting. Feng Anbang was just re-elected as a Mohist last month, and the commander of the Air Force Gu Yuan was re-elected with him. Everyone was very happy to meet again after a long time. They talked about the battles that had just ended in various provinces and were in high spirits. Only Leng Hanbing sat in his seat without saying a word. When everyone saw that most of his hair was white, they thought of the sacrifice of Bai Xiuling and their mood became low again.

Di Xiong said: "There are two main reasons why we gathered everyone here today. The first is that the Zhi-An war has ended. Cao Zhongshan of the Zhi clique has won. He currently controls about ten provinces, as well as the parliament and the Prime Minister's Office. He also wants to control Mengdong Province. He has sent an envoy to arrange 800 officials in Mengdong Province and Beiting Province, including the governor and governor of Mengdong Province. If we agree, we will ask Congress to recognize the governor and governor of Beiting Province we appointed. If we disagree, they will send 200,000 troops to capture Mengdong Province, and Congress will not recognize any officials we appointed in the three northern provinces."

After hearing the news, Liu Zhendong was immediately furious. His voice sounded like thunder: "We fought hard to take back Mengdong Province from those Mongolian rebels! Who the hell is that idiot Cao San? How dare he come and reap the fruits of our labor? Back then, when we were fighting those rebels, the Beiyang Army stayed away and didn't even dare to fart! They even watched Chu Qixiang, one of our own people, die without helping! Now, Mengdong Province has finally been taken back by us, but they are so shameless that they come and take advantage of the situation. Where in the world can such a good thing happen? We must not hand over Mengdong Province to these ungrateful people!"

Wu Zhong said solemnly: "If we do not agree to their conditions, it will inevitably lead to another tragic war. The Zhili warlords have enough strength to gather an army of 200,000, and there is a Beiyang general as famous as Wu Ziyu, who is very likely to be appointed as the commander of the army. Facing the 200,000 troops led by Wu Ziyu, we need to dispatch at least 100,000 field troops to compete with them. Even if we win in the end, it will inevitably cost a huge price in casualties. After all, we have just ended the fierce battles in Beiling and Beiting. The army urgently needs to recuperate, and this kind of civil war should be avoided if possible."

Lan Jinping responded righteously: "If we easily give up the province of Eastern Meng because we are afraid of being involved in the civil war, how can we explain to those soldiers who risked their lives and bravely fought against the enemy? How can we be worthy of the people of Eastern Meng who firmly support us? When our troops entered cities such as Kulun, the local people were all excited and lined the streets to welcome us!"

Xian Yuji also nodded in agreement and said, "Sister Lan is absolutely right! If the direct Beiyang Army really has the guts to come and provoke us, then we will step forward without hesitation and give them a head-on blow, letting them know how powerful we are and beat them so hard that they will flee in disgrace!"

Di Xiong turned to look at Feng Anbang, who was attending the meeting for the first time, and said politely, "Commander Feng, what is your opinion on this matter? Why not share it with everyone?"

Feng Anbang did not back down and responded confidently: "Our Second Army has indeed just experienced two fierce battles. The soldiers are exhausted both physically and mentally and urgently need some time to recuperate and adjust their status. However, in order to defend the supreme glory and dignity of the Black Flag Army, we can completely abandon the opportunity to rest and reorganize and throw ourselves into this fierce battle without hesitation. Back then, we were able to defeat even the powerful Tsarist Russia and Japan. How could we be afraid of the provocation of those cowards in the Beiyang government?" His words revealed unparalleled firmness and courage, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

Others at the meeting also spoke up. Except for Wu Zhong, everyone advocated rejecting Cao Zhongshan's conditions and resolutely resisting. Wu Zhong was once again isolated. Di Xiong said, "Since everyone advocates fighting, I will follow everyone's opinions and prepare for battle. The Third Army in Beihai has too many places to defend. It can't take out ten divisions, but at most four divisions. The other six divisions can be drawn from three divisions from each of the First and Second Armies! I heard that Cao Zhongshan bought more than a hundred new aircraft from the Americans and is doing training flights. Our air force must also be prepared for battle."

Gu Yuan said confidently: "Although American aircraft are cheaper than British aircraft, their quality is far inferior to British aircraft and even inferior to our own aircraft. If we have the same number, we are fully confident that we can defeat them!"

Di Xiong nodded solemnly in agreement, and went on to say: "The second thing I want to talk about is the assassination of the Kwantung Army Commander Tachibana Shoichirō. This is not only to avenge a blood feud, but also to seek justice for Bai Xiuling and Li Laoshi. Time is running out and we can't delay any longer. According to the latest news from the Lushun intelligence group, Dong Xuechun and Cao Feiyan have successfully entered the Kwantung Army headquarters and drawn a detailed map. Now we just have to wait for the submarine and the action team to be ready, and we can set out to perform the mission immediately." His voice revealed firmness and determination, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

Leng Hanbing, who had been silent and as cold as an iceberg, suddenly said at this moment: "I will lead the team in this operation! No one can compete with me!" His voice was cold and firm, with an unquestionable majesty.

Wu Chunlei looked at Leng Hanbing, his lips slightly raised, revealing a smile: "Don't worry, no one will compete with you for this position. After all, with your ability and experience, it is more appropriate for you to be the captain of the operation team." His tone was full of trust and recognition of Leng Hanbing.

Leng Hanbing listened to Wu Chunlei's words, and a hint of imperceptible emotion flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to his cold expression. He knew that this mission was very difficult and could not be sloppy. As the captain of the operation, he had to shoulder the responsibility of the entire team and ensure the successful completion of the mission.