The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

"Master, I'm so busy right now that I don't even have time to sleep. How can I have time to deal with these things?"

Fang Yu sat in front of him, picked up the tea bowl and took two gulps, then complained tiredly.

"I was busy until now last night and was just about to go home to sleep when you called me here again. Please tell me what's going on. I have a meeting in the morning."

"Hey, you're in a bad mood right now, you're busier than me!"

Zhang Ye got two walnuts from somewhere, held them in his palms and played with them while jokingly saying so.

"How about this, I give you a few days off and arrange for a deputy to take over?"

"That's great! Let me retire as soon as possible!"

Fang Yu knew he was joking, and immediately took the opportunity to start complaining.

"These past few days, we've been focusing on nothing but the evacuation of residents. Everyone within 50 kilometers of the coastline must be evacuated. This is a massive undertaking, affecting millions of people. Government officials, from top to bottom, haven't even had a chance to catch their breath."

"Marshal, if you want to fight, don't be so hasty. You don't give us any time to react."

"It's not me who wants to fight, it's others who want to fight us."

Zhang Ye looked at his weathered face and felt distressed, sighing softly.

"The development of the situation has indeed been a bit beyond our expectations. We originally planned to start this battle next year, but we didn't expect the foreigners to be so anxious."

"Since they've drawn their swords, we can't just be cowards."

"Stop, stop, stop. I don't care how you fight." Fang Yu waved his hands hastily, not wanting to hear those unpleasant things. Instead, he put on a serious face and demanded, "But one thing is certain: the war cannot spread to the three provinces of Donglu."

"Especially in the important coastal cities of Wuyue and Donglu, the newly established industrial parks there have attracted many business owners to invest and build factories, and are progressing very smoothly. We must not let them be ruined."

"There are also railway and bridge projects under construction in the three provinces. They have cost a huge amount of effort and financial resources. If the war spreads here, a few artillery shells will destroy everything!"

"That's no problem. I know what I'm doing. We definitely can't let them get in."

Zhang Ye nodded seriously and agreed to this.

Even if Fang Yu didn't mention it, he had no intention of backing down.

As I said, the war can be fought, but it cannot be fought in the three provinces of Eastern Shandong. After all, everything that exists here was built with their own money, and they would be sad if it was destroyed.

"I asked you to come here today, firstly to ask about the evacuation of residents, and secondly, I want a piece of land."

"The evacuation is almost complete. Wu Yue's side is nearing completion. Everyone will be able to enter their designated positions by 2 pm at the latest."

Fang Yu rubbed his numb face and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Here in Donglu, we estimate that the entire evacuation plan will be completed in another two hours."

"Now that we have the space available, you can proceed with confidence. As long as the shells don't fall on the civilians, you can attack in any way you want."

"As for the question of the location, what do you want that thing for? What location do you want?"

"Just look for it near Qizhou."

Zhang Ye scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"I want to build an airport, but I haven't found a suitable place yet."

"I'm worried about leaving this thing somewhere else, so I came to you and wanted to hear your advice."

"Airport? Bombers?"

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, and the map of Qizhou City instantly appeared in his mind. He began to look for a suitable place.

Building an airport is no easy task these days.

This not only requires a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, but the more critical issue lies in the site selection.

The geographical location of an ideal airport is crucial. It must meet multiple stringent requirements at the same time. First, it must meet the relevant standards for aircraft takeoff and landing, and second, it must have sufficient confidentiality to ensure flight safety.

Finally, there is one factor that cannot be ignored. The airport must not be built in a busy and noisy city center area, so as not to adversely affect the daily lives of local residents.

For a small city like Qizhou City, after nearly a year of intensive development and construction, most of the originally idle land has been fully utilized.

The locations available today are very limited. They are either located in the bustling and crowded urban areas, or in those desolate, remote and rarely visited corners.

These places lack infrastructure, and all you see are rugged rocks, overgrown weeds, and muddy dirt roads. It is too troublesome to rebuild them from scratch.

"Well, give me two days. Once I finish the things I have on hand, I'll find you a place."

After a long time, Fang Yu couldn't think of any suitable place, so he could only postpone it for a while and make time to study it slowly.

This is not a trivial matter and requires careful consideration.

"Okay, but don't delay too long. I'm waiting to use it."

Zhang Ye nodded, reminding him to take it seriously and not forget it.

"I know. The plane hasn't even shown up yet, and you're already worrying about the airport. You're really giving yourself something to do every day."

Fang Yu drank the last sip of water in the cup, stood up and walked out. When he reached the door, the boy stopped again, turned around and asked.

"Do you need help this time? We have over 200,000 people in government departments, and we can also lend a hand and transport and collect some supplies."

"Forget it. Taking care of the three provinces of Donglu is the greatest help to me."

Zhang Ye curled his lips, not expecting anyone from the government to be of any help at all.

When it comes to fighting, it is more reliable for soldiers to charge forward. By the time civilians really take to the battlefield, the independence army will be almost finished.

……

"Fuck you! What the hell is wrong with Feng Yuxiang? He keeps delaying things over and over again. Is he playing some kind of trick on me?"

In the capital, at the Fengbei Army Headquarters, Old Zhang kept cursing in front of a group of generals.

Some time ago, Feng Yuxiang, the commander of the Feng clique's garrison in Hedong Province, asked someone to convey a message that he wanted to make peace and was ready to withdraw from the Feng clique and establish himself as king.

This move greatly attracted Lao Zhang, who immediately sent negotiators to Hedong Province to discuss the matter with him.

As a result, that guy was very cunning. He didn't make a clear statement for many days. When asked, he just said he would think about it again and hadn't discussed it with his brothers below.

As the days passed and the war was about to break out, Old Zhang was completely annoyed by his slow-paced character. He directly called the negotiator back and decided not to argue with him about the matter anymore.

"Marshal, this Feng Yuxiang is a wimp. Like Lu Yongxiang, he's sitting on the fence, waiting to make a statement after this battle is over."

Zhang Zuoxiang saw through it and explained the other party's true thoughts in one sentence.

Now, the war is imminent, and Feng's faction is resting its troops and preparing for battle. Feng Yuxiang is not a fool. At this critical juncture, the Fengbei Army, the Independence Army, the National Army and Feng's troops, more than one million people from the four forces are fighting in a melee.

If he were the first to jump out against Feng and declare independence, there was no doubt that Cao Xin would not let him off easily no matter how the war went!