The summer was scorching like a fire.
Chen Zikun was shirtless, wearing only a pair of single-cloth military trousers, and he was chopping firewood at the door of the kitchen with an ax.
Sweat beads rolled down his bronze skin, and a layer of hard hair like steel needles sprouted from his shaved head half a month ago.
The ax struck with the sound of wind, and the firewood split into two with a sound.
The pile is like a hill.
Chen Zikun worked and trained hard.
He was using this method to relieve his depression.
He repeatedly made extraordinary achievements but received no reward at all.
This was in no way in line with Wu Peifu's work principle of clear rewards and punishments.
The only explanation was that the commander was training himself.
This matter should be put aside last year.
According to Chen Zikun's quick temper, he might have just walked away.
However, the various experiences over the past year have sharpened his character.
Compared with himself when he first arrived in Beijing, he More calm and less violent.
Let's see who can survive who.
I don't believe it.
Wu Peifu left one of the tiger generals unused and put him in the cooking class.
Chen Zikun, the leader of the group, struck him down with an axe.
"Chen Zikun" a shout came from afar.
"Yes."
Chen Zikun dropped his ax and stood at attention as a reflex.
He was the lowest-ranking private in the army and had to salute everyone he saw.
The person who came was the adjutant of the headquarters.
Although he had a much higher rank than Chen Zikun, he did not dare to exaggerate at all.
He said kindly: "The commander-in-chief has ordered that Second Class Private Chen Zikun of the cooking squad report to the camp gate immediately.
No one is allowed." error" "Yes."
Chen Zikun turned around and ran into the kitchen without saying a word.
He picked up his military uniform, belt and hat and came out.
As he ran forward, he put on his clothes, hat and belt.
When he ran to the gate of the camp, he saw Wu Peifu in military uniform.
Shake hands with several foreigners getting off the car.
Chen Zikun stood aside in a measured manner, waiting for Marshal Wu to send him.
Today's guests have a very special identity.
They are His Excellency Minister Raines of the Legation of the United States of America in China, Colonel James Snodgrass, the military attache, and Colonel William Wilder of the 15th Infantry Regiment of the U.S.
Army in Tianjin.
The person in charge of the security guard is Eight Marines wearing blue trousers, there were two translators, a Chinese sent by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and an American soldier with the rank of captain.
China's regime changed, and the Zhili clique warlords took control of Beijing.
As one of its allies, the United States naturally sent personnel to test the other party's attitude.
According to intelligence analysis, although Cao Kun was nominally the leader of the Zhili clique, the real soul of the Zhili clique was Chang Sheng.
General Wu Peifu.
American soldiers have been dealing with Chinese soldiers for a long time.
During the Gengzi Rebellion, the US military participated in the Eight-Power Allied Forces' attack on Beijing and held a military parade in the Forbidden City.
Later, after the Xinchou Treaty was signed, the 15th Army Regiment was ordered to station in the American Concession in Tianjin and was responsible for protecting the railway lines and Regarding the mission of the United States' interests in China, it can be said that the US military and the Beiyang army have relatively many exchanges.
Not long ago, these people had just visited the Fengjun barracks in Beiyuan.
The Fengjun army is the army of General Zhang Zuolin who separatized the Northeast.
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This army was born out of green uniforms and is full of Chinese characteristics.
Their honor guard uses a cold weapon called the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
American officers have to admit that this kind of The weapon is very intimidating, although it doesn't have much effect in actual combat.
After witnessing the might of Fengjun, American friends were eager to learn about the majestic appearance of the legendary Third Division of the Beiyang Army, which is said to have the most powerful combat capabilities.
Wu Peifu and his generals went to the gate to greet the American guests.
After shaking hands and saluting, the translator from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs coughed dryly and said: "Marshal Wu, let me introduce you."
"You need to take a rest first.
We Marshal Wu has his own English translator."
An adjutant smiled and asked the translator aside, and then winked at Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun suddenly realized that Wu Peifu had indeed not forgotten him.
He was in front of him back then.
He mentioned that he had studied in university, and it seemed that the Marshal took it to heart.
Chen Zikun is proficient in French, Russian, and Japanese, but English is what he is best at, because the St.
John's University he attended in his early years was a missionary school that used English teaching, and the students he trained were able to converse with foreigners.
Moreover, he later studied under Gu Hongming By tapping, the pronunciation is more pure and standard.
He strode forward, stood at attention, saluted the officers, and introduced himself first in Chinese and then in English.
The American guests were shocked.
They had seen Chinese people who spoke fluent English and burly soldiers, but they had never seen these two combined monsters.
The Beiyang soldier wearing the private shoulder insignia in front of them was probably the most handsome and mighty soldier they had ever seen.
He was six feet tall, with long legs.
His coarse military uniform was soaked with sweat and clung to his body.
His armed belt was tight.
Tie tightly around the waist, he looks extremely capable and energetic.
The military cap is pressed on the brow, and his eyes are as sharp as lightning.
If he changes into a suit, he can become a movie star.
Wu Peifu observed the words and was extremely satisfied with the fleeting surprise in the eyes of the Americans.
He coughed dryly and said: "Zi Kun, welcome my American friends for me."
Chen Zikun immediately translated his words.
His accent was very authentic and Americans could fully understand it.
This visit was not considered a formal diplomatic exchange, so Chen Zikun was the only translator.
"Joseph, I'm sorry, someone took your job."
Minister Ruienshi joked.
A thirty-year-old US military captain in the team shrugged his shoulders and stretched out his hand to Chen Zikun: "I am very happy to meet a colleague who speaks English so well.
I am Captain Joseph Stilwell, a language officer stationed in China."
Chen Zikun saluted first and then shook hands: "Nice to meet you, captain.
I am Chen Zikun, a second-class soldier in the cooking squad."
Stilwell opened his mouth in astonishment.
Americans are all quick-talking.
He immediately asked Wu Peifu in unfluent Chinese: "Your Excellency, General, why does your army put such excellent soldiers in the cooking class?"
Wu Peifu laughed heartily: "China is a vast country with abundant resources and abundant talents.
Such soldiers are everywhere in my army.
Where else can they be placed if not in the cooking squad?"
The Chinese people present all laughed.
Chen Zikun quickly and accurately translated Wu Peifu's words.
The Americans also laughed.
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They wanted Wu Peifu to feel that they appreciated this sense of humor.
An honor guard composed of the division headquarters guard battalion has already lined up inside the camp gate.
The soldiers are motionless under the scorching sun, letting the sweat flow.
With this spirit alone, the Third Division is enough to be proud of Beiyang.
Wu Peifu made a gesture, and the officer on duty drew his command knife and shouted an order.
The troops followed the order and performed a drill in formation, with consistent steps, loud slogans, and an iron army posture.
Various military performances were then held, including assassination drills, shooting, and unarmed sparring.
The American officers are all experts.
As far as the Chinese battlefield is concerned, the Third Division can indeed be regarded as an elite.
They all extended their thumbs up and praised: "The Third Division, OK."
Wu Peifu's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he laughed heartily and said: "Zi Kun, tell them that I will host a banquet for them at noon."
Chen Zikun translated and said that the Americans were not as polite as the Chinese, so they agreed on the spot.
When it was time for lunch, Wu Peifu led the American guests to the officers' mess.
He personally made a bowl of gruel in an enamel bowl, took two steamed buns and walked to the table to sit down.
The American guests looked at each other, wondering where the sumptuous feast they imagined had gone.
They knew that yesterday they had eaten fine venison and bear paws at Fengjun, drank French brandy, and had iced watermelon after the meal.
How could they have arrived at Zhijun?
Here, standards drop so quickly.
"My dear General, where are the dishes?"
asked Stilwell.
Wu Peifu pointed to the washbasin on the table and said, "This is the dish."
Oh my god, there’s a whole plate of red salted radish, is this what I’m going to eat today?
Seeing the Americans dumbfounded, Wu Peifu snorted coldly and said, "Zi Kun, tell them why they want to eat this."
Chen Zikun cursed in his heart, "How do I know why you want the Americans to eat pickles?"
But after thinking about it, he understood Wu Peifu's move.
Our brothers in the third division usually eat this, these idiots Foreign devils, why should you eat hot and spicy food when you come here?
"Everyone, the officers and soldiers of our Third Division are equal.
The whole army eats lunch like this.
This is because military expenditures are tight.
There is an old saying in China that when you do as the Romans do, if you want to experience the life of our Third Division, just pick up your chopsticks."
After finishing speaking, he described it to Wu Peifu in Chinese.
Wu Peifu nodded with satisfaction: "Well said."
The staff from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who came with them were very nervous, for fear of offending the Americans.
Who knew that the American guests were not angry, but picked up the enamel bowls in a polite manner, queued up to make the same porridge and steamed buns, and sat around pretending Salty Carrot started eating next to the basin.
Chen Zikun did not eat with them because he was a soldier in the cooking squad and was responsible for preparing meals for the soldiers and clearing the tables, chairs, dishes, and chopsticks.
After the meal, everyone came to the conference room and had an in-depth exchange of views on the current situation.
Wu Peifu said that the most important issue at the moment is to unify China through peaceful means.
As for the issues of cabinet formation and presidential change, as a soldier, he has no opinion.
His only responsibility is to defend against powerful enemies externally and ensure peace internally.
"Soldiers cannot interfere in politics.
Political matters are decided by the prime minister, president, and parliament.
I just train the army well and regain the country."
Wu Peifu said.
Although he did not say it clearly, Wu Peifu's meaning was very clear.
China's biggest enemy at present is Japan.
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This allowed Rui Enshi to find common ground between the two sides.
In fact, a pro-Japanese Duan Qirui government is something that no European and American country wants to see.
Yes, as Wu Peifu, the direct leader, made this statement, the Americans were very satisfied.
The talks were friendly and warm.
The American minister highly praised Marshal Wu's patriotism and military talents, and invited him to visit the 15th Regiment of the US Army in the American Concession in Tianjin at an appropriate time.
Marshal Wu's self-esteem was greatly satisfied and he agreed immediately.
At the end of the visit, the guests left in cars.
When they came back from the camp gate, Wu Peifu said: "Zi Kun, after finishing your work in the cooking class, come to my room."
Chen Zikun's heart was up and down, and he knew that his opportunity had come
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