Ou Guangwu was ready to use force.
The Third War Zone was located in the hinterland of the occupied area.
During the Anti-Japanese War, except for a few tough battles with the New Fourth Army, he had not fought many battles.
The troops were poorly equipped and lacked fuel and water, so they finally won the victory.
Seeing that the provincial capital was in hand, the woman had a lot of gold bars and tickets at her fingertips, but Chen Zikun snatched it away.
No one else would be able to swallow this sigh of relief.
The troops drove to the outskirts of the provincial capital and set up a checkpoint on the highway.
There was a lonely wooden house with a car parked nearby.
A dozen soldiers stood behind the roadblock, all holding rifles.
Judging from their military uniforms, they should be from the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army. of men and horses.
Ou Guangwu relied on the strength of the crowd, so he did not send anyone to negotiate, and directly let a company drive over to disarm the opponent.
However, he still explained: "It is best not to use force if you can."
No. 100 from the leading company rushed over.
The opponent was even more unambiguous.
He set up his machine gun and started firing.
A hail of bullets came over and everyone fell down.
When Ou Guangwu saw that the opponent fired first, he no longer had any scruples and put the cigarette butt away.
Throw it away and say fiercely: "Fire, hit me."
Several mortars were set up and firing shells.
The hut at the checkpoint was blown to pieces.
The Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army members got into their cars and fled in a hurry.
Ou Guangwu said proudly: "Let's go!"
The troops continued to advance, surrounded the provincial capital, and blocked all roads out of the city.
The soldiers began to dig trenches and fortifications.
The communications staff came panting and reported: "Military seat, Chief Gu's call."
Ou Guangwu took the microphone carelessly, put one foot on the car pedal, put his hands on his hips and said majestically: "Sir Gu, I am Ou Guangwu, I am Ou Guangwu."
There was a rustle of electricity, and Chief Gu's roar came from the receiver: "Ou Guangwu, I'll shoot you, can you fucking stop causing trouble to me?"
Ou Guangwu Khan had already come down.
He stood up involuntarily and his voice trembled slightly: "Sir Gu, I don't understand your humble position.
Please clarify, sir."
Chief Gu said: "Who asked you to fire at the Americans?
Several American soldiers were injured.
The commissioner was furious.
I can't protect you.
You should quickly withdraw your troops to their original defenses and come to see you with your head raised."
"Sir Gu, I have been wronged for my humble position."
Ou Guangwu was about to cry.
The shelling just now actually injured an American soldier.
What the hell, but judging from his reaction speed, it was definitely not fake.
He hurriedly He handed over the military affairs to the division commander, changed the rear team to the front team, and went back to where he came from.
He drove to the third theater headquarters to apologize to Gu Zhutong.
Chen Zikun defeated the 89th Army's offensive without a single blow.
This time to take over the provincial capital, he borrowed half a platoon of American soldiers from Lieutenant Colonel Chandes.
It worked really well, whether it was to deter the Japanese or deal with Ou Guangwu.
It came in handy, and as for someone being injured, it was just an excuse.
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Chen's cadres arrived at the airport one after another, drove into the city, and took over the provincial government buildings, barracks, radio stations, banks, factories, warehouses, docks, and train stations with the highest efficiency.
Chen Zikun had a whole team under him, including the civil affairs police, financial propaganda, and he quickly appointed officials.
Yan Su was the acting provincial chairman, Zeng Jiao was still the police chief of his old bank, Gai Longquan was in charge of accepting the puppet troops, and Gong Zijun took over the banking and financial institutions.
Wang Sanliu was responsible for managing Japanese prisoners.
Another most important task is to receive the enemy's and puppet assets.
Chen Zikun personally takes charge of it.
Liu Youjin has an account in his hand and remembers clearly what bad things these gangs of traitors have done in the provincial capital and how much money they have plundered.
Can't be wrong.
A battle report came from Jiangbei.
Chen Shou's troops were blocked outside Beitai City by the Eighth Route Army.
Chen Zikun was furious after hearing the news and almost immediately ordered an attack on the city.
However, he still held back.
He paced back and forth in the office and came up with an idea: " Let Chen Shou station himself on the spot and I will strive for a peaceful solution."
The reception work in the provincial capital is progressing rapidly.
In addition to the weapons and equipment of the Japanese army, there are also tons of reserve notes and legal tender in the bank vault, but there is not even one tael of gold.
It is found that it was embezzled by senior employees of the fake bank.
This is natural.
The police department is here to investigate, and even if it is swallowed, it must be taken out.
After eight years of Japanese management, I have to say that the provincial capital has been well constructed.
A new bridge has been built over the Huaijiang River, and there are dozens more buildings along the street.
There are electric lighting plants, coking plants, steel plants and machinery plants in the suburbs, which can be repaired.
Motorcycles, small arms and bicycles are produced.
Many cherry blossom trees are planted on Maple Forest Road, and the scenery is very green.
Trucks roared past on the street, loaded with heavily armed soldiers.
They wore a white armband with two red letters on their arms, "Extermination of Rape".
This was an anti-corruption team jointly formed by the Law Enforcement Department and the National Police Agency, led by the local police. , arrest traitors, confiscate property, and shoot those who dare to resist on the spot.
It is said that more than 300 heads collapsed in one day, and people were very happy for a while.
In Chongqing, it is still very hot at the end of August.
In the living room of Chen Mansion, the ceiling fan is spinning slowly and a group of intellectuals are talking loudly.
Lin Wenlong said: "Hurley and Zhang Zhizhong flew to Yan'an and were invited to go to Chongqing for negotiations.
This is an excellent sign.
The government has taken the initiative.
With the broadmindedness and wisdom of the Communists, they will naturally not refuse people thousands of miles away and will definitely accept the invitation."
Come to Chongqing, since both sides are sincere, the civil war can be ended.”
A professor wearing glasses shook his head and said: "I'm afraid that someone in the government will organize a Hongmen Banquet to arrest all the leaders of the Communist Party, or cause an air crash, and then civil war will be inevitable."
Lin Wenlong said: "Absolutely not.
Mr.
Jiang will not be so miserable.
Besides, American friends will not agree.
China's stability is beneficial to the United States.
A chaotic China is not what Truman and MacArthur want to see."
"That's right."
A person walked in outside, it was Ruan Mingchuan, a special reporter from Xinhua Daily.
He smiled and said: "The latest news is that the chairman has accepted the invitation and flew to Chongqing."
There was a burst of spontaneous applause, and the literati were delighted and nodded to each other.
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Hearing Ruan Mingchuan's voice, Yao Yilei came out of the room upstairs and said: "Reporter Ruan, I just have something to ask you.
Come up here."
Ruan Mingchuan and Yao Yilei had been friends for many years.
They went upstairs to the study with a smile.
Yao Yilei took out a letter from the drawer and said: "This is an autographed letter from Zi Kun flown from Jiangdong.
Please give it to Mr.
Zhou Enlai."
"I will definitely do it."
Ruan Mingchuan put the letter away solemnly.
That night, Chongqing hosted a banquet to welcome the peace negotiation representatives from Yan'an.
Zhang Zhizhong, Wang Shijie, Shao Lizi and others attended.
Zhou Enlai was holding a wine glass and chatting and laughing with them.
Suddenly, the secretary came over and whispered a few words.
Zhou Enlai said to the guests that he was sorry, come on.
When I arrived at the door, I took the envelope from a comrade from the Xinhua News Agency, took out the letter paper, read the ten lines at a glance, and said, "Okay, I understand."
Radio waves shuttled between Chongqing and Yan'an.
The Eighth Route Army headquarters received the order and an urgent telegram was sent to Jiangbei.
The code was translated and handed over to Wu Changqing and Ye Xuefeng.
"Political Commissar, what do you think?"
Wu Changqing said.
"We firmly support the decision of the Party Central Committee to withdraw from Beitai," Ye Xuefeng said.
Wu Changqing nodded: "We must evacuate, but my opinion is whether we should take away a batch of accumulated supplies when we evacuate."
"No."
Ye Xuefeng immediately objected.
"If you want to withdraw, just withdraw cleanly and neatly.
Don't take away any needle or thread, and don't let others pick on you."
Wu Changqing thought for a while, then reluctantly made up his mind: "Okay, I agree, but the ideological work of the cadres and soldiers is probably very difficult.
After all, the city we won was handed over to the Kuomintang.
No one can swallow this. " Ye Xuefeng said: "Military affairs must be subordinated to political work, and everything should focus on the overall situation.
Chen Zikun is an old friend of our party.
We cannot break the solid friendship we have built for many years for the sake of a city.
We Communists are loyal and reasonable.
I will be responsible for the ideological work of the army.”
At the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army camp outside the city, Shuangxi hurriedly walked into the tent: "Third brother, the Eighth Route Army has withdrawn."
"What?"
Chen Shou was surprised.
He got out of the tent and climbed up the hillside to look through the binoculars.
As expected, the Eighth Route Army troops began to evacuate, and they were lightly packed and did not take anything.
"Ye Xuefeng sent someone to invite us into the city.
Third brother, let's go in or not."
Shuangxi waited for him to make up his mind.
"Come in, why not?"
Chen Shou laughed.
The Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army uprooted their camp and marched into Beitai City.
The Eighth Route Army only left one battalion to take charge of the handover.
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Japanese prisoners, weapons and ammunition, and factory facilities were all available.
It can be said that not a single needle was taken away.
After signing the handover form, Chen Shou asked Ye Xuefeng: "Which song are you singing?"
Ye Xuefeng said: "At the gate of Nantai City, your army spared us.
Now it's our turn to return the favor.
The property of Beitai is returned to its original owner.
I hope you will build this city well."
Shuangxi said: "Where are your troops headed?"
Ye Xuefeng said: "Where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Life in a big city is not suitable for us.
Commander Chen, Brigadier Chen, farewell."
After that, he got on his horse and galloped away.
Chen Shou rubbed his head: "What a fool, going back and forth, walking through the city gate."
Shuangxi said: "The Eighth Route Army will definitely not be so kind.
The commander must have sent a message to chase them away."
Chen Shou said: "That's the truth."
An adjutant came in and said, "Report, Zhuanzhu is outside the door."
Shuangxi said: "Let him come in."
Shuan Zhu walked in and said, "Sir, I have something to ask of you."
"This kid, why are you so polite?
Just say it."
"Hashimoto Takayoshi is in the prisoner camp.
I want to kill him to avenge my uncle and the villagers."
"That's hard to say.
Come here, take Zhuan Zhu to the prisoner camp to pick up the prisoner.
Bring out the Japanese named Hashimoto.
Whether you want to chop him with a knife or shoot him, it's up to you."
Shuangxi sent a squad of soldiers to the prisoner camp together with Cheng Shuanzhu.
They counted the roster first.
Sure enough, Hashimoto Takayoshi's name was there, but they couldn't find him.
They gathered all the prisoners on the playground and searched for them one by one.
Still, No whereabouts.
"Oh no, the idiot must have slipped away without anyone watching when the Eighth Route Army was handing over to us," Shuangxi slapped his thigh and said sadly.
At this time, Hashimoto Takayoshi was crowded on a ship heading to the provincial capital.
The air in the large cabin was filthy and smelly.
The former military police major was wearing a Chinese common people's double-breasted coat, huddled in the corner. at every turn
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