PFC Chapter 160: Attention from all sides
Chapter 160: Attention from all sides
Suixi Command.
"welcome!"
Ma Tengjiao, Ma Dunjing, and all the staff of the Sui West Command lined up to welcome Yang Xiushan who had just arrived.
"Hello, Commander Yang!"
Ma Tengjiao extended his hands enthusiastically.
"Hello, Commander Ma!"
Yang Xiushan held the hands that Ma Tengjiao extended to him and responded with a smile.
"We have prepared a welcoming banquet, please come and have the honor, Master Yang!"
At this time, Ma Dunjing on the side spoke.
Yang Xiushan said casually: "Then I will respectfully obey your command!"
"please."
"please."
After some polite exchanges, both sides walked towards the room.
After a while, five dishes were served and three rounds of wine were drunk.
Yang Xiushan drank a sip of tea, looked at Ma Dunjing and asked, "I wonder if your father has been found?"
"not yet?"
Ma Dunjing shook his head, his tone filled with anger, and said, "But I am sure that my father must be with Ma Hongkui."
"A week ago, my father said that Ma Hongkui had something important to discuss with him, but he later went into Ningxia City and disappeared without a trace."
"Is that so?"
Yang Xiushan nodded: "So what are your current thoughts?"
Hearing this, Ma Tengjiao and Ma Dunjing looked at each other, and Ma Tengjiao asked tentatively: "I wonder what your army thinks of our Ma family army in Suixi?"
"The Ma family army in Suixi has always been guarding the northwest gate. We still recognize this!"
Yang Xiushan smiled and said, "So we have always treated you separately from Ma Hongkui."
"That's good."
Hearing this, Ma Dunjing breathed a sigh of relief, organized his words, and said: "We can lead the troops in Suixi to join the Eighth Route Army."
"Of course, we can give up the territory of Suixi, but I hope your army can rescue my father."
"this......"
Yang Xiushan hesitated for a moment and said seriously: "Although I also hope that you can join us, but as for Ma Hongkui, to be honest, we can't influence him."
"You don't have to affect Ma Hongkui."
Ma Dunjing explained: "Our Ma family is a big family in Ningxia. As long as I can borrow your name, I will be able to rescue my father."
"As long as it does not violate basic morality and does not go against the background of the united resistance against Japan, you can use our name as you like!"
Yang Xiushan said with great dignity.
"Great."
Ma Dunjing stood up excitedly: "Then let's discuss the cooperation!"
Two days later, Ma Dunjing, on behalf of the Ma family army in Sui West, signed a peace treaty with Yang Xiushan at the Sui West Defense Command.
Since then, Xisui was taken into the hands of the Eighth Route Army.
When the news reached Ningxia, Ma Hongkui was furious and kept smashing things in the office to vent his anger.
"Dad, why are you so angry?"
At this time, Ma Hongkui's eldest son, Ma Guohou walked in and asked.
"How did you come?"
Ma Hongkui frowned.
Ma Guohou: "Let me ask you, did you know that your uncle went to see Ma Hongbing?"
"what!"
Ma Hongkui's expression changed: "When did it happen?"
"Early this morning!"
Ma Guohou said innocently, "I thought you asked him to go and see it!"
"Look at your mother!!"
Ma Hongkui roared, "Bring your men immediately, seal off the entire city, and find Ma Hongbing for me!"
"Oh, oh!"
Ma Guohou nodded and walked out in a hurry. His intuition told him that he seemed to be in trouble.
Looking at Ma Guohou leaving, Ma Hongkui walked back and forth in the office in annoyance and shouted to the outside.
"Go, invite Mr. Ito over, and be polite."
"Yes."
A moment later, a guard came running back: "Chairman, Mr. Ito is missing."
"Gone?"
Ma Hongkui was confused at first, but then he realized that this guy was giving up on him.
It seems that the failure of the Japanese army's attack in Baotou, coupled with the powerful combat effectiveness unleashed by the Communist bandits in the past two months, has made him give up the idea of causing trouble in Ningxia.
"Dad, it's bad, Ma Hongbing is missing."
At this time Ma Guohou, who had just left, ran back in panic.
"Ah, ah!!"
This news was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing Ma Hongkui to scream and yell in rage.
..............
Three days later, Ma Hongbing sent a clear message at the Sui West Defense Command.
It exposed the fact that Ma Hongkui cooperated with the Japanese and called on the people of Ningxia to rise up against Ma Hongkui's brutal rule.
After the telegram was sent, four Taihang Type 1 transport planes flew over Ningxia, Lanzhou and other major cities.
They distributed copies of the Eighth Route Army’s preferential policies and land brochures.
For a time, people in Ningxia were in turmoil, even Ma Hong's core base, the Ma family army.
Also, because of the clause in the preferential policy that only punishes those who have committed serious crimes, undercurrents began to surge.
"There's no chance. Withdraw!"
Shancheng, Cixiu suggested to the man in front of him: "Judging from the military strength displayed by the Eighth Route Army."
"Even if Yan'an is empty, they can ensure the safety of Yan'an with their gliders and bombers."
"Yang Xipi."
The man was surprised and said, "I don't understand, in a poor place like Shaanxi, how did they make so many powerful weapons and equipment?"
Of course, this is with the unremitting help of the Party-State!
Ci Xiu secretly thought that if Zhongtiao Mountain did not provide a large amount of ore, their Western Route Army would have no ammunition supplies after fighting only one battle.
"Now that the Eighth Route Army has become a major force, I think we should take a long-term view!"
Hearing this, the man glanced at Ci Xiu and said, "No, we still have a chance. Go and contact Ugaki Kazunari secretly and tell him that I want to invite him for tea."
"Yes."
Ci Xiu didn't dare to ask what the man wanted to do, and he honestly sent someone to contact Ugaki Ichicheng.
At the same time, my loving father, who was far away in the Soviet Union, also received intelligence about the Eighth Route Army's weapons and equipment.
"This 107 rocket launcher is excellent!"
The loving father, smoking his pipe, looked at the numerous weapons on the telegram and said with a smile.
"Chairman, in fact, the delta-wing glider, the Taihang Type 1 bomber, and the Taihang Type 1 armored vehicle are also very good!"
A general in the room reminded.
The loving father looked up at the general and handed him the telegram: "Since Major General Stanford is so optimistic about these weapons."
"Then go talk to them about their counterfeiting of our Degtyarev light machine gun without our authorization!"
"What!"
Stanford was dumbfounded. How the hell could this be discussed?
And what exactly does the Chairman mean by this?
As a major general who was promoted because of the Great Purge.
He didn't understand the meaning of his father's words at all, but intimidated by his father's iron fist, he could only take the telegram obediently.
"Don't worry, Chairman. I will severely rebuke their unjust actions."
German Foreign Office, Shanghai.
"Please, Mr. Ribbent, we need the rocket launchers of the Eighth Route Army."
A German ambassador said to the man in front of him who was wearing a sophisticated suit.
"Don't worry, Ambassador. I will definitely have a good talk with them."
Ribbent assured solemnly.
"Ah."
The ambassador nodded, raised his right arm 45 degrees, and pointed his fingers forward.
"For the Führer."
"For the Führer."
Ribbente responded with the same gesture.