Rise From Eight Hundred

A quiet official residence in the mountain city!

"Wang Ni deserves death! He will become the eternal sinner of our Chinese nation." The man in a green robe angrily threw a teacup on the floor.

Facing the raging anger of the middle-aged man in the robe, the two middle-aged men standing in front of him were silent.

Even though one of them was the "brain trust" of this man and the other was the man's eyes and hands, this incident still far exceeded their expectations, especially the sturdy middle-aged man in charge of the intelligence system. He took advantage of the gap when he lowered his head to secretly glance at Chen's "brain trust" beside him, full of help information.

The Japanese did a very secretive job this time, completely hiding it from the eyes of him, the current largest intelligence chief in China, which led to the defection incident that shocked the whole country. To some extent, he cannot escape the blame.

"What are you doing at the Military Control Commission? You didn't even get a whistle on such a big event. What's the use of you?"

Sure enough, seeing that his trusted subordinates didn't say a word, the still furious middle-aged man pointed his spear at the bitter middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"I deserve to die. It's all my fault!" The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes knew his boss's temper. He didn't explain but just admitted his fault.

"Of course you deserve to die. A senior official of the State Council actually defected to the Japanese. Do you know how much of a blow this is to China's current morale? How will those Westerners who have just changed their attitudes look at us?" The middle-aged man's feminine voice was a little sharp because of anger.

The veins on the hand holding the civilized stick were bulging. It can be imagined how much of a blow this matter was to him.

"There are only thieves who can steal for a thousand days, but there is no such thing as guarding against thieves for a thousand days. A thief like Wang Ni has the heart to follow the enemy. If he doesn't follow today, he will follow in the future. It's just a matter of time.

Speaking of which, we have to thank Wang Ni for choosing this node.

Perhaps the Japanese have their own plans, hoping to use this incident to cover up the shame of their defeat in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, and also add some trouble to the upcoming New Year of China. But for us, this time point is just when the victory of the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain is exciting for the military and civilians across the country. The occurrence of this incident will not only not affect the morale of our country, but also arouse hatred for the defectors.

Wang Ni and the Japanese have made a wrong calculation!" The middle-aged man with a gentlemanly face finally spoke.

The middle-aged man in the long gown had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and his tone became lower: "Then Yanji, tell me how we should deal with this matter now?"

"First of all, in terms of publicity, all the major officers and generals of our country and the whole army need to and must publish in the newspaper to draw a clear line with this traitor and denounce his behavior of forgetting his ancestors; in addition, a bounty warrant will be issued. Anyone who kills Wang and his followers, regardless of who they are, will be rewarded by the government.

Secondly, we are taking this opportunity to vigorously refute some existing capitulationist views and purge them." The elegant middle-aged man's eyes flashed fiercely.

"Very good, Yanji, your suggestion is very pleasing to me, then this matter will be handed over to the two of you." The middle-aged man in the long gown nodded, and cast a somewhat cold look at the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows who was already sweating. "This matter is handed over to you, don't mess it up for me again. If you have any questions, ask Mr. Chen more. You go!"

"Yes! Yes! I'm leaving!" The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows turned and left as if he had been pardoned.

Until there were only two people left in the small hall, the middle-aged man in the long robe had a calmer expression. He paced back and forth a few steps: "Yan Ji, in two days I intend to let you represent me to the Second War Zone to present the award. What are your opinions and ideas?"

"The commander of the Second War Zone has a lot on his mind! Especially in the last battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, Tang Dao led more than 7,000 people to assist the 46th Independent Brigade of Jiulong Mountain. Without his secret instructions, I am afraid that even with Tang Dao's audacity, he would not have done it so obviously." The elegant middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and said bluntly.

"This man has more petty cleverness than great wisdom. How could he not know that I can't see through his little tricks? But he still did it, just to remind me that he may not be as good as me in many aspects, but in his territory, he can still influence some things.

It's just to show me that he is definitely not someone I can manipulate, and with the blessing of great merit, I am sure I dare not do anything to him.

It's ridiculous that he doesn't even understand his old rival until now. In such an extraordinary period, how can I be as narrow-minded as him?" The middle-aged man in the robe showed a strong sarcasm in his eyes.

"So he can only live in a corner and be his own grass-roots king, and he is not worthy of leading the whole of China to resist foreign invasion." The elegant middle-aged man said.

This sentence, which openly belittled the stingy old man, was the highest level of flattery in the world. It really praised someone a lot, and his face also became visibly better.

Because, that was the compliment he wanted to be given the most in his heart.

"However, the Military and Political Department may still have to guard against his attempt to win over the Four-Line Group. Tang Dao is indeed a rare warrior. He is responsible for the fact that the two battles of Tongguan and Zhongtiao Mountain could resist the Japanese army." Seeing that the man's mood had improved, the elegant middle-aged man finally expressed his concerns.

"Tang Dao has a deep heart!" When Tang Dao's name was mentioned, the middle-aged man in a long robe gently slammed his stick on the ground and cast his eyes into the distance. As gloomy as the sky, a feminine voice came: "Except for fighting against Japan, his position is uncertain. No matter how strong his combat ability is, he cannot be reused."

"But, he must not be pushed to some people with ulterior motives. Yan Ji, what should we do?"

"I understand what you mean. I think this way. Didn't Commander Yan openly try to curry favor with Tang Dao and Si Xing Tuan? He even applied for the Blue Sky Medal for them. Then we will award him the Blue Sky Medal as the commander wishes.

The commander of the Fourth Army, the commander of the 38th Army, the commander of the 93rd Army, and the commander of the 46th Independent Brigade will all be awarded the Blue Sky Medal, and the other major armies, including the generals of the army, division, and brigade participating in the Battle of Tongguan, will all be awarded the Baoding Medal." The elegant middle-aged man said.

"Okay! Just follow what you, the imperial envoy, said!" The middle-aged man in the long robe has been in politics for many years, so how could he not instantly understand the implication of his think tank.

Since the commander of the Second War Zone openly tried to win over Tang Dao and the Fourth Army, it was as he wished, but he gained sesame seeds and lost watermelons.

There are five armies stationed in Zhongtiao Mountain. They fought with all their might, but only the 4th Army and Tang Dao won the Blue Sky Medal, while they could only start with the Baoding. How could they not feel resentful?

Just because of this, his commander of the Second War Zone will never be able to mobilize the hundreds of thousands of troops smoothly again, and the 4th Army and the 4th Army may not listen to him, not to mention the 80th Army in Taihang Mountain, who have their own command system.

I am afraid that after the battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, the one who was most hurt was the commander Yan who sent a telegram to the whole country to declare victory.

"I heard that the Japanese army in southeastern Shanxi was very frustrated in this defeat! The hidden strength of the 80th Army and the 4th Army far exceeded the enemy's estimate!" The voice of the middle-aged man in the long robe became low.

"The 80th Army has been vigorously developing militia organizations since it crossed the Yellow River and entered southeastern Shanxi. Although there are many manpower, the weapons have not been replenished. I heard that many troops have only two or three people to one gun, and many soldiers even carry a red tassel gun with them to fight." The elegant middle-aged man did not agree with the man's words this time, but spoke directly.

"Humph! That's what they asked for. They don't have the strength but still want to swell their faces and pretend to be fat. They are not even satisfied with the southeastern part of Shanxi. They entered northwest Shanxi, northern Hebei, southern Hebei, and Shandong under the guise of anti-Japanese behind enemy lines. I think they must have a plan!" The middle-aged man in a long robe poked the ground fiercely with a civilized stick, and his voice became a little louder.

The elegant middle-aged man naturally understood this man's thoughts very well. Although he was valued by this man and was willing to use all his knowledge for him, he did not completely agree with his mentality of preventing the 80th Army from far surpassing the Japanese invaders.

The elegant middle-aged man knew that the man in front of him was not as broad-minded as he showed. Positive persuasion would only backfire. He turned his eyes slightly and said, "The battlefield in North China is also the most important battlefield in our country. We must not let the Japanese North China Front Army gain a firm foothold. Otherwise, our South China, Southwest China, Northwest China and other places will be attacked by the Japanese invaders on two fronts. Let the 80th Army fight with the Japanese invaders in the Japanese-occupied areas, just like a fight between wolves and tigers. No matter who wins or loses, it will only benefit the front battlefield and not harm it."

"Yan Ji, your idea is consistent with the ideas of many people in the government, but you all underestimate that teacher. You don't understand!" The middle-aged man in the long robe sighed slightly, but took the initiative to change the subject. "But the Four Lines Group also followed them. This is not okay. There is no order without rules!"

"Do you still remember the honorary position of the deputy director of the Ji'nan Office who was promoted to Tang Dao last time?" The elegant middle-aged man asked back.

"What? The director of the Ji'nan Office that you were asked to look for has already been selected?" The middle-aged man in the long robe instinctively reacted to what his think tank wanted to say.

"Yes, this person is my classmate. He served as the director of Songjiang Administrative Office and the county magistrate of Songjiang County during the Battle of Shanghai. He also participated in the defense of Songjiang and was awarded the Baoding Medal. He also has a certain friendship with Tang Dao. It is most appropriate for him to go to Ji'nan." The elegant middle-aged man replied.

"Okay, Yanji, you arrange a time for him to come to see me, and I will talk to him!" The man in the long robe nodded slightly.

"Regarding the over-staffing of the Four-Line Regiment, if you let the 22nd Army and the Four-Line Regiment conduct self-examination, they would not dare to object in normal times, but this time coincides with the victory of the Zhongtiaoshan Campaign, and some people may take advantage of this to make some articles.

Simply take advantage of Tang Dao's official appointment as the deputy director of Ji'nan to separate the Four-Line Regiment from the Sichuan Army and assign it to the direct jurisdiction of the Second War Zone, and give it a special regiment!" The elegant middle-aged man suggested.

"Special regiment? Is it the organization of the infantry regiment under the General Tax Police Corps?" Hearing the completely opposite suggestions given by the think tank, the man in the long robe was neither surprised nor angry, and his eyes showed thinking.

There are three types of infantry regiments under the Ministry of Military Affairs. One is the Type A regiment, which has 3,000 people; one is the Type B regiment, which has 2,000 to 2,500 people; and the other is the special regiment under the General Tax Police Corps.

This special regiment is a special product of a special era. An infantry company has 252 officers and soldiers, which is twice the number of ordinary infantry companies. An infantry battalion directly controls three infantry companies and a machine gun company with 12 heavy machine guns and 2 82 mortars, with a total strength of 1,066 people.

In addition to the three infantry battalions, the entire special regiment also has an artillery company equipped with 4 75mm mountain guns, 6 20mm machine guns, and 6 82 mortars, as well as 7 direct companies such as special service companies, engineering companies, baggage companies, communications companies, and medical companies. The total number of personnel in the regiment is 5,065.

With his understanding of his think tank, he knew that he would not try his best to legalize the overstaffing of the Four-Line Group when he was dissatisfied with it. He must have other intentions.

Soon, he understood what the think tank meant.

Separating the Four-Line Regiment from the Sichuan Army and placing it directly under the Second War Zone first cut off the foundation that the Four-Line Regiment originally relied on. Tang Dao was too close to several old-time generals of the Sichuan Army. Although those people were not afraid of fighting, none of them stood on his side honestly. They were all old foxes that were a headache. If Tang Dao, a little fox, was added, it would be very likely that they would become a big tail that could not be removed when the war situation stabilized in the future.

Separating them now would also eliminate a future trouble.

And isn't this the result that the commander of the Second War Zone, who is smart but stupid, wants most? If he wants it, give it to him. In the current situation, if he wants to take back power, isn't it just a matter of a word?

This move alone is a win-win result, but the think tank's plan is not just this.

Tang Dao has made great contributions this time, and it is absolutely unreasonable not to reward him. It is not something that can be solved with a Blue Sky Medal. This is a great reward for the establishment of a special regiment. No one can use this to accuse the Military and Political Department of being jealous of talents.

Of course, shutting up everyone is just a small trick. More importantly, the 80th Army has regular troops entering the Japanese-occupied areas such as northern Hebei and southern Hebei, and is vigorously developing the anti-Japanese war behind enemy lines. Now that Tang Dao is the deputy director of the Southern Hebei Office, the establishment of the troops has been expanded, and it is natural that he has to march to that area.

How can the 80th Army be willing to give up the territory that has been conquered with huge manpower and material resources? And with Tang Dao's tough style, there will inevitably be disputes.

Having said that, if the two armies are at peace, then perhaps it can further explore Tang Dao's position, which will only be beneficial to the future battlefield layout.

No matter how powerful the Four-Line Regiment is, it is only an infantry regiment. For the overall situation, it is just a wave in the waves of the sea.

This seemingly insignificant organizational transfer has almost perfectly solved many hidden dangers. The man in the long robe looked at his attendant room chief. How could he not be pleased?

"Okay! Yanji, you will go and talk to Minister He in person. However, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. When you go to the Second War Zone this time, you should bring at least two months of military expenses for each department, so as not to be accused of being stingy by the front-line soldiers.

The rest of the armies will be calculated according to the usual military expenses, plus a reward of 100,000 French francs for each group army. Since the establishment of the Four Lines Regiment has increased, the military expenses will be allocated according to the newly increased establishment. In addition, tell Tang Dao that he is the new deputy chief officer and military chief of a place, and I will allocate 200,000 special administrative funds for him! But he must promise me that if he leads the Four Lines Regiment to make new contributions, the country will never treat him badly." The man in the long robe arranged.

"Yes, I will definitely convey your original words." The elegant middle-aged man nodded and bowed to leave.

On February 11, 1939, the Little New Year in northern China, a special plane arrived at the airport outside Chang'an. The stingy old man, the commander of the Second War Zone, led a group of generals to personally welcome him at the airport.

Not only did he come with the "imperial envoy", but also millions of French currency.

That was the military expenses and bonuses of hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers on the front lines of the Second War Zone and the Tenth War Zone. Even if they didn't look at the Buddha's face, they had to look at the face of the money. The commanders of several major army groups all attended and gave him enough face.

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In the snowy night!

Tang Dao and Brigade Commander Cheng sat by the stove roasting sweet potatoes.

"Director Tang, congratulations! I heard that your Four-Line Regiment not only has a special regiment this time, but also got a special fund of 200,000 French francs for free. Tsk, tsk, as soon as I heard the news, I came to fight the local tyrants, and as a result, you, the local tyrant, use this to treat me, your brother?" Brigade Commander Cheng shook the black sweet potato in his hand at Tang Dao and teased.

"One hundred thousand!" Tang Dao said while chewing the sweet potato without raising his head.

"What?" Brigade Commander Cheng was slightly stunned.

"We will share half when we meet. Is this enough for brothers?" Tang Dao raised his head and grinned.

"No, no, your kid is not right, it's too abnormal." Brigade Commander Cheng shook his head. "If you have anything to say, just say it directly. Don't give me candy first. Let me see if I can bear it first."

This is really not Tang Dao.

But this is very Tang Dao!

Tang Dao smiled more and more brilliantly, reached out and fumbled in his arms for a while, and took out a red invitation.

Brigade Commander Cheng opened the invitation nervously.

It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. After all, Commander Tang said 100,000 yuan before he got the invitation. What do you think could be written in the invitation?

"I am getting married. My wife is Tan Tai Ming Yue. I specially invite Brother Cheng to visit my humble home. Don't come without a gift!"

At first glance, it was two lines of brush calligraphy written by Tang Dao himself, and the strong smell of Tang Dao came with the opened invitation.

"The invitations for all others were written by Tan Tai. Only you, Commander Wang and Commander Zhao were written by me today." Tang Dao looked like he was asking you to thank me.

"I know you have bad intentions. Haha, but I will give you this gift even if I have to sell everything I have." Brigade Commander Cheng laughed.

This should be the best news that the brigade commander has heard in the past month.

Eating sweet potatoes and peanuts, watching the snowflakes falling outside the window, the two men actually drank all night.

Thousands of miles away, the two men racked their brains to calculate for a whole morning, forming an extremely sharp contrast.

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PS: Yesterday was Monday, I was a little busy at work and didn’t update, sorry!