Chen Zikun felt his left eyelid twitching, and he slapped the table and stood up: "Sorry, it turns out that Captain Hawke is also an air combat hero and an ace pilot."
Hawk smoked a cigar and leaned against the window, looking into the distance.
He looked sad and melancholy, which was very different from his usual carefree appearance.
After a long time, he said: "So what about the ace?
He is just a blind and lame man.
In China, I only Can be a janitor."
Chen Zikun greatly lamented that Americans have a lot of money.
They have a lot of experienced pilots, and their talents are so rich that they can be wasted.
He is in need of a flight instructor, and God has sent one.
He is really a lucky star.
Good luck.
Good luck.
"Captain Hawke, you deserve this."
Chen Zikun pointed at the pile of things on the table and said.
It was covered with a piece of red silk.
After it was removed, the silver underneath was shining, and three thousand silver coins were neatly arranged. , this is the reward Chen Zikun promised him for the air combat, which is equivalent to about fifteen hundred US dollars.
Pierce Hawke's pupils shrank slightly.
For him who was in poverty, this was a huge sum of money.
With this money, he could return to his hometown in Tennessee and buy a piece of land for the rest of his life.
"If you are willing to serve as the commander of my air force, you can get so much money every month."
Chen Zikun caught the desire in Hawke's eyes in time.
Of course, for Hawke, the more tempting thing is not these silver dollars. , but the commander's position mentioned by Chen Zikun.
"You don't have to answer me quickly.
You can go back and think about it first.
But what I want to tell you is that your destination is in the blue sky, not in which park you work as a janitor."
Chen Zikun added.
Without any hesitation, Hawke stretched out his right hand: "Thank you, I can answer you now, I am willing to accept your employment."
Chen Zikun shook hands with him vigorously: "Welcome to Jiangdong Army, you are now an active captain again."
Hawke took a step back, stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, sir" Chen Zikun returned the favor: "Dismissed."
Hawke turned and left.
When he walked to the door, Chen Zikun said: "By the way, who shot you down?"
The former US military ace paused and did not look back: "Von Richthofen, a German guy who flies a red triplane."
After sending Hawke away, the orderlies quickly came in to remove the silver coins, replaced them with food and wine, and invited Colonel Vasilyevich in from the Belarusian Independent Regiment.
The second cabinet had put on a brand new woolen military uniform, his face was clean shaven, his hair was smeared with a lot of wax, and he was combed back so meticulously that a fly would stumble when it landed on it, and he looked much more energetic.
The two sat down to drink and chat.
After three rounds of drinking, Andrei suddenly said in Russian: "It must be difficult to maintain such a large army."
Chen Zikun said: "As a commander, I am different from the general commanders of the national army.
I don't care about marching and fighting.
I am only responsible for raising money to feed these tens of thousands of mouths.
It is not easy to survive with strong enemies around."
Andre looked left and right, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I know the whereabouts of a treasure.
If it can be dug out, it will be enough for you to feed an army of one million."
Chen Zikun remained calm: "How much?"
"Five hundred tons of gold."
Andre stretched out five fingers and turned them over to emphasize the huge amount.
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Even though Chen Zikun was determined, he was stunned by this figure.
Five hundred tons of gold, that is sixteen million taels of gold, would be even more exaggerated if converted into silver.
There is only one word to describe the huge amount of money, rich and powerful. enemy country Feeling dizzy for a while, Chen Zikun quickly took a sip of wine and said, "Seriously."
"It's absolutely true."
The second cabinet's voice was even lower, for fear of being heard: "This money was left by the Tsar.
It was originally used for restoration.
His Excellency Admiral Kolchak brought this gold across the border In Siberia, hundreds of thousands of people froze to death on the road, and all the gold convoys were wiped out, except for me."
Chen Zikun swallowed his saliva and said, "So, the gold is in Siberia."
"Yes, in a very hidden place, no one knows except me."
"You never mentioned this matter to Zhang Zongchang" "Are you kidding?
How could I tell him?"
Chen Zikun rubbed his hands in excitement, eager to embark on the treasure hunt tomorrow, but when he thought that Siberia was the territory of the Soviet Union, and it was a frozen wasteland, it would be a dead end, and his restless heart became cold again.
"Let's take a long-term view."
He sighed helplessly.
The next day, Zhang Pengcheng, commander of the First Division, fled back to the provincial capital.
Chen Zikun comforted him with kind words, then dismissed his military post and sent him to the Provincial Police Department as deputy director.
This move is called killing two birds with one stone.
The director of police, Mai Zilong, had the power to arrange Zhang Pengcheng properly so as not to hurt the general's heart.
As for the provincial government, Liu Yuzheng is an empty-handed person who does nothing, but the appointment and removal of county magistrates in each county in the province must be approved by the provincial government.
Chen Zikun transferred the former Nantai County Magistrate Liu Youjin to the provincial capital with a transfer order.
As the secretary-general of the government, he also took the power of appointing and removing local officials in the province into his own hands.
Although Zhang Zongchang had shown goodwill, Chen Zikun still maintained a posture of readiness.
The officers of the second and third divisions were purged and dismissed.
He personally appointed the commander of the first division and appointed Chen Shou as the commander of the second division.
From then on, It can be considered that the remnants of Sun Kaiqin have been completely eliminated.
Zhang Xueliang sent another telegram, claiming that the previous conflict was a misunderstanding and that such an incident would never happen again, and invited Chen Zikun to send troops to deal with Qi Xieyuan.
Chen Zikun believed Zhang Xueliang's words.
He asked Andre that Zhang Zongchang was very independent, and he was not a direct descendant of Fengjun.
Most of his subordinates were bandits in the northeastern mountains and forests, and they had recruited defeated soldiers of the direct line and White Russian mercenaries.
You don't accept your orders, let alone the young commander's orders.
At present, Sun Chuanfang has withdrawn his troops and returned to Zhejiang.
Only Qi Xieyuan's troops are left in the Shanghai area.
The Fengjun soldiers are pressing down on the border.
Failure is only a matter of time.
Chen Zikun made a decision to send troops to mediate.
He mobilized the most powerful 3rd Division and 7th Mixed Brigade under his command, plus a White Russian mercenary group, and the Army Air Force with only one aircraft.
He sent a message to the whole country, demanding that all troops withdraw from Shanghai, and abolished the Songhu Guards Corps.
Office, no more troops will be stationed in Shanghai from now on As soon as the call came out, it immediately received strong support from Western countries and strong approval from the Jiangnan gentry.
People from all walks of life came to support it, once again winning Chen Zikun a good reputation.
Of course, some people scolded Chen Zikun for being shameless, including the bosses of Sanxin Company.
The Jiangdong Army’s troops stationed in Shanghai were reorganized into the Anti-Smoking Law Enforcement Corps.
They changed the soup but not the medicine.
They were still stationed in Shanghai, strangling the throat of opium imports.
This Chen Zikun was really It is necessary to both serve and erect a memorial arch But it's useless no matter how angry they are.
The smoking ban is supported by the whole society, and not having troops stationed in Shanghai is the dream of people from all walks of life in Jiangnan who have been devastated by the war.
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Chen Zikun can be said to have a finger on the pulse of the people in every move, which makes people lose their temper.
Two months ago, Chen Zikun and Qi Xieyuan were allies fighting side by side, but now they have become neutral mediators.
In fact, they are pulling the strings and helping Fengjun force Qi Xieyuan to step down.
The Zhili clique has fallen apart, Wu Peifu is dormant in Hubei, Sun Chuanfang retreats to Zhejiang to protect himself, Chen Zikun and Feng Jun collude, the situation is very unfavorable to Qi Xieyuan, his enthusiasm is waning, and he can only electrify and go out.
In less than a month, Jiangsu and Anhui became the domain of Fengjun.
Tens of thousands of Jiangdong and Fengjun troops were stationed in the suburbs of Shanghai.
Fengjun Marshal Zhang Xueliang arrived in Songhu by train and had a drink with Jiangdong Provincial Military Affairs Supervisor Chen Zikun.
In Longhua, Shanghai, in the former Songhu Army Protector's Office, there are three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry.
When entering and exiting, they are all Fengjun wearing khaki military uniforms and dog-skin hats.
They are all waiting for the arrival of the big shots.
Ten minutes after the first Fengjun generals, Zhang Xueliang and Zhang Zongchang, arrived, five Ford vehicles of the same model roared over, escorted by 13 motorcycles, followed by two trucks full of soldiers.
Finally, there were more than fifty cavalrymen, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust, which was extremely majestic.
After the car stopped, there was no rush to open the door.
The guard standing on the running board jumped out of the car, holding the shell gun to protect the door, watching eagerly.
The guards on the truck behind jumped out first, all wearing gray-blue woolen military uniforms, with their heads high.
Wearing American-style steel helmets and armed with American-made Thompson portable machine guns, the Jiangdong Army marched into the office in large leather shoes.
They arrogantly pushed aside the Fengjun soldiers standing guard and began to perform security duties.
The Fengjun soldiers were all outsiders.
They were very hot-tempered and would go into a rage when they stared.
The Kwantung Army soldiers on horseback also rushed over.
A smell of alcohol that hit their noses hit their faces.
They had yellow hair, gray eyes, and ankle lengths.
The gray woolen coats, large riding boots and Chasik sabers all identified them as White Russian soldiers.
There is an old Maozi team under Zhang Zongchang, composed of Belarusian soldiers.
They are dressed like this.
Their military pay is three times higher than other troops, but their combat effectiveness is also three times stronger.
When fighting, they use wine bottles and pistols, and they are as desperate as mad dogs. , the Fengjun soldiers were all afraid of them.
The old Maozi team had a white armband wrapped around their arms with the three words "Zhang Zongchang" written on it, but the white Russians in front of them had a big "Chen" written on their arms.
Character.
Well, Chen Zikun also had an old Maozi team.
No wonder they were so arrogant and more powerful than the young marshal.
The Fengjun soldiers didn't know that an old Maozi team had defected to Chen Zikun.
They thought these White Russian soldiers were originally from the Jiangdong Army, so they didn't dare If you underestimate them, a conflict will be resolved.
After the guards were in place, Chen Zikun got out of the car.
He was dressed in a straight blue woolen general uniform with straight trousers and a command knife hanging on his waist.
On his golden hat hoop was a five-color star emblem symbolizing the republic of the five ethnic groups.
On his chest Wearing a great title should be as majestic as possible.
"Salute!"
an officer yelled at the top of his lungs.
Everyone present stood with their heels together, their heads held high and their chests held high in salute.
Chen Zikun put his white-gloved right hand next to the brim of his hat, returned an American military salute, strode into the office, and echoed all the way: "Commander Chen is here."
There were four people standing at the door of the lobby of the office.
The tallest one was more powerful than Chen Zikun.
He was forty years old, had a mustache, and a pair of bright eyes.
He was probably Zhang Zongchang.
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Standing next to him was Zhang Xueliang, whom he had not seen for many years. , the young marshal became even thinner.
He was dressed in a yellow woolen military uniform and the cowhide armed belt was tied tightly, which made his body even more thin.
Chen Zikun knew both of the other two people.
The younger one was Lu Xiaojia, who owed him a hundred thousand yuan.
The older one had similar features to Lu Xiaojia.
With three gold stars on his military uniform, he must be the legendary Lu Yongxiang, the legendary envoy of Jiangsu and Anhui
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