Republic of China: German-equipped divisions massacred as warlords guarded the nation's borders

Guangzhou Railway Station.

The freight train sat silently on the tracks, surrounded by troops.

Chiang Kai-shek approached with Dai Zhijian and several close associates.

His steps were steady, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Open it," he ordered.

Several soldiers stepped forward and pried open the truck's cargo door.

The moment the door opened, a strong stench mixed with the smell of blood rushed out.

Chiang Kai-shek's expression changed instantly.

Inside the carriage, dozens of coffins were neatly arranged.

Every single coffin was open.

Inside were corpses.

Wang Boshan's body was at the front, with a clear blood hole between his eyebrows.

Dai Zhijian's face turned pale, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"This...this is..." he stammered, unable to speak.

Chiang Kai-shek stared intently at the corpses, his pupils contracting sharply.

He saw the envelope.

With trembling hands, he picked up the envelope and opened it.

The receipt only had four words on it.

If you reach out, you'll be chopped off.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Chiang Kai-shek suddenly let out a piercing scream.

He clutched his chest, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

"Principal!" Dai Zhijian exclaimed in alarm, quickly supporting him. "Principal! Principal!"

Chiang Kai-shek's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

His eyes were fixed on the corpses, filled with anger, fear, and despair.

He never expected Chen Zijun to be so ruthless.

They sent the body directly.

Rush in and unleash devastating attacks.

This is a blatant insult!

"Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance now!" Dai Zhijian roared.

The surrounding soldiers panicked and hurriedly lifted Chiang Kai-shek onto a stretcher.

……

In the afternoon, at the Guangzhou base hospital.

Chiang Kai-shek lay on the hospital bed, his face as pale as paper.

Dai Zhijian stood to the side, head down, not daring to look Chiang Kai-shek in the eye.

"Principal..." His voice trembled, "We...we lost."

Chiang Kai-shek remained silent.

He just stared intently at the ceiling.

Lost.

We've lost completely.

Wang Boshan was the chess piece he had buried deepest in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Back then, they fought together for the revolution in Shanghai. They fought against the Qing Dynasty and Yuan Shikai, and later against warlords. That's why he infiltrated Chen's army.

Now not only has he been exposed, but he has also been publicly executed.

Even the corpses were sent back to be humiliated.

What a disgrace!

"Principal..." Dai Zhijian said again, "What...what should we do?"

Chiang Kai-shek slowly turned his head and looked at him.

His eyes were filled with madness.

"What should we do?" He laughed, a chilling laugh. "I'll make him pay."

"But……"

"No buts." Chiang Kai-shek gritted his teeth. "He humiliated me, and I'll show him what real consequences are."

"Principal, you...you want to..."

Chiang Kai-shek did not answer.

He simply pulled a pistol from under his pillow.

"I'm going to kill him myself," he said.

Dai Zhijian exclaimed in alarm, "Principal! You can't go! It's too dangerous!"

"Danger?" Chiang Kai-shek sneered. "If he dares to humiliate me, I dare to kill him."

"But……"

"No buts." Chiang Kai-shek tucked the gun back under his pillow. "Once I recover, I'll go to Shanghai myself. My status speaks for itself. Even if his father came, he'd have to see me, let alone some greenhorn. As the Commander-in-Chief of the Northern Expeditionary Army, all I need to do is pull out my gun and kill him. With the rest of us leaderless, I can rally the nation in the name of the National Revolution. Then Shanghai will be mine, and Chen Zijun's troops will be mine. After reorganization, I'll send them on the Northern Expedition, letting them fight like dogs with Wu Peifu and Zhang Xinmin..."

"headmaster……"

"Get ready." Chiang Kai-shek closed his eyes. "I need to call an emergency meeting."

Dai Zhijian lowered his head and left.

……

December 28, 1925, morning.

Guangzhou National Speech Conference.

Thousands of people gathered in the square, chanting slogans.

"Down with the warlords!"

"Down with Chen Zijun!"

Chiang Kai-shek stood on the podium, his voice booming.

"Comrades! Chen Zijun has betrayed the revolution and colluded with warlords. We must resolutely overthrow him!"

Thousands of people in the audience chanted slogans.

"Down with Chen Zijun!"

"Down with the warlords!"

Chiang Kai-shek became more and more excited as he spoke, spitting as he spoke.

"He colluded with imperialism and betrayed national interests! He is a traitor to the nation!"

Just then, a person suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

The man was dressed in ordinary clothes, carrying a package, and rushed straight to the podium.

"There's an assassin!" Dai Zhijian exclaimed in alarm.

Without thinking twice, he lunged forward.

boom!

A loud bang.

An explosion occurred.

Flames shot into the sky, and shockwaves swept across the entire arena.

The podium was instantly blown away, with debris flying everywhere.

Chiang Kai-shek was thrown away by the blast wave and crashed heavily to the ground.

Dai Zhijian stood in front of him, covered in blood, and had already lost consciousness.

"Principal... are you... are you alright...?" Dai Zhijian's voice was weak.

Chiang Kai-shek got up, his face covered in blood.

He touched his head.

All my hair is gone.

It was burned to the ground.

"My hair..." he murmured to himself, "My hair..."

The surrounding soldiers rushed over and lifted him onto a stretcher.

"Quick! Get him to the hospital!"

……

The Chen Mansion in Shanghai.

Chen Zijun stood by the window, looking at the river view outside.

The river flows swiftly, and the Oriental Pearl Tower in the distance sparkles in the sunlight.

Mo Lanzhi walked in: "Young Marshal, news has come from Guangzhou."

"Oh?" Chen Zijun turned around. "What do you mean?"

"Chiang Kai-shek was assassinated during a speech rally; the explosion was very powerful," Moranchi said. "Dai Zhijian risked his life to save him, and Chiang Kai-shek barely survived."

"He survived?" Chen Zijun laughed. "He's lucky to be alive..."

"However..." Moranzhi hesitated for a moment, "Chiang Kai-shek's hair was burned off."

"It's all burned?" Chen Zijun was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Hahahaha!"

He laughed so hard he almost fell over, and tears were welling up in his eyes.

"Chang the Bald," he said. "From now on, we can call him Chang the Bald."

"Or peanuts," Moranzhi added.

"Hahahaha!" Chen Zijun laughed even harder. "Peanuts! Hahahaha!"

He finished laughing and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It's so ironic," he said. "A guy who wanted to be a hero ended up bald."

Mo Lanzhi lowered her head, not daring to speak.

"Forget it," Chen Zijun waved his hand. "Never mind him."

He walked to his desk and looked at the system panel.

Current funds: £4,907,058,231

[Internal purge]: Completed

[Chen Jiajun's Purification Level]: 100%

Chen Zijun nodded in satisfaction.

The Southern camp's spies within Jiangsu and Zhejiang have been completely eliminated.

Chen Jiajun is now an indestructible iron plate.

He stood up and walked to the window.

In the distance, black smoke billowed from the chimneys of the Jiangnan Shipyard.

A 10,000-ton dry dock is under construction.

"Now," Chen Zijun turned to Mo Lanzhi and said, "let's build a real steel behemoth."

"Yes!" Moranzhi's voice was loud and clear.

Chen Zijun walked out of the study and headed towards the Jiangnan Shipyard.

His silhouette was firm and imposing.

The future of Jiangsu and Zhejiang lies in his hands.