Chapter 37: Borrowing a Tiger's Courage, Killing Zhang Si

Hong Zhiyou secretly shouted not good.

Before coming, Wu Jingzhong emphasized repeatedly: must be solved secretly, do not alert Xu Zhiwu.

He thought he had done it secretly enough, but didn't expect Zhang Si to be so cunning and leave a backup plan.

What made Hong Zhiyou even more annoyed was that Anderson had an attitude problem.

According to the previously agreed plan, just now, with his order, they could have started a massacre.

The reason was ready-made: resisting arrest, shot on the spot.

He didn't know if the foreign devil was suppressed by Zhang Si's aura or had other intentions.

This bunch of guys' submachine guns became decorations.

It could only be said that "ginger is still old and spicy"; the Station Chief was right, foreign devils are unreliable!

"One arrow pierces the clouds, ten thousand horses come to meet."

"In other places, this is just a play."

"But in the Cao Gang, with me, Fourth Master Zhang, it is your death warrant!"

Fourth Master Zhang imitated the opera style and laughed arrogantly.

Rumble!

Only two streets away, Xu Zhiwu's motorcade arrived quickly.

"Quick, rush in for me."

He jumped out of the car, drew his gun, and strode forward first.

"Damn it, you foreign devils, how dare you die on my turf."

Xu Zhiwu raised his hand and pushed aside the American soldiers guarding the gate.

More than a dozen Marine Corps soldiers outside were directly disarmed and kicked to the side.

"Damn it, what kind of chicken feathers are you making in the middle of the night!"

Xu Zhiwu, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, limped in while cursing.

Worthy of being an officer who had fought the Japanese and licked blood from the edge of a knife.

Xu Zhiwu's arrogant and manic aura made everyone unable to breathe.

"Regiment Commander Xu, you came just in time."

"Long Er colluded with the Jinhai Station and the Americans to raid my warehouse, wanting to forcibly rob my family property."

"I ask Regiment Commander Xu to make the decision."

The scene turned sharply; Fourth Master Zhang raised the corner of his mouth and shouted in a loud voice.

"You all have fat enough guts, detain them all and bring them back to the barracks."

Xu Zhiwu waved his hand and ordered.

"We are American..."

Anderson was just about to speak.

"American my ass!" One of Xu Zhiwu's adjutants raised his gun and smashed it into his face.

"Ooh!"

Anderson groaned and fell to the ground.

In an instant, dozens of Marines were driven to the corner by the soldiers, not daring to make a sound.

Damn, the Americans are really weak.

No wonder the Generalissimo said they were paper tigers.

Still have to go into battle myself.

"Regiment Commander Xu, you came just in time." Hong Zhiyou breathed a sigh of relief and walked up with a smile.

"And who are you?" Xu Zhiwu asked disdainfully.

"He is Wu Jingzhong's secretary, Hong Zhiyou."

"Regiment Commander Xu, this person framed me for hiding military supplies and sabotaging city defense, he should be shot on the spot!"

"Hong Zhiyou, heaven really has a path you don't take, and hell has no door you force your way in."

"Haha!"

Fourth Master Zhang laughed wildly.

The laughter was in full swing.

Hong Zhiyou suddenly drew his gun, aiming at his shiny bald head.

Slap!

One shot to the soul!

"Ooh... ooh, you... how dare you..."

Fourth Master Zhang looked at Hong Zhiyou in disbelief.

"How dare I not?"

Hong Zhiyou's eyes turned cold, and he pulled the trigger repeatedly as if bullets were free.

Fourth Master Zhang's chest immediately became a hornet's nest.

His fat body fell to the ground, twitching, his round eyes filled with unwillingness.

"You should thank Regiment Commander Xu!"

"He is the one who killed you!"

Hong Zhiyou put away his gun calmly and smiled.

The sudden change stunned everyone in the hall.

"Old Zhang!"

Xu Zhiwu came to his senses, stepped forward to see the person was dead, and was so angry he drew his gun and pointed it at Hong Zhiyou's head:

"Damn it, I'll slaughter you!"

For a time, dozens of guns were aimed at Hong Zhiyou.

"Regiment Commander Xu, congratulations on your meritorious service."

"I am acting under the secret order of Army Commander Yang to execute Zhang Si!"

"If you don't believe me, you can telegraph Commander Yang."

Hong Zhiyou didn't change his expression and said it right away.

"Long Er, connect the phone." He ordered.

"Move aside!"

Long Er pushed the soldiers in front of him.

The soldiers remained unmoved.

Xu Zhiwu's face was twisted and ferocious, his head shaking from side to side, staring fixedly at Hong Zhiyou.

As if wanting to see clearly what medicine this madman was selling in his gourd.

Click!

He pulled down the safety, his finger hooked firmly on the trigger.

"Long Er, why haven't you gone yet? Can you take responsibility for delaying Army Commander Yang's major affairs?" Hong Zhiyou didn't sway, his breath didn't fail, and he shouted sternly.

"Get out of the way!"

Long Er spread his hands again.

The surrounding soldiers saw that Xu Zhiwu didn't express his stance and consciously cleared a path.

Long Er immediately rushed outside and shouted to his brothers in the dark:

"Quick, connect the phone line."

Soon the phone line was connected.

"You had better pray your life is tough enough!"

Xu Zhiwu looked at Hong Zhiyou coldly, put away his gun, and walked to the phone:

"This is Xu Zhiwu, connect me to the combat readiness room, I have important matters to report to Army Commander Yang."

Combat readiness room, the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Chen Zhangjie sat at the head.

Wu Jingzhong, Mou Tingfang, and Yang Wenquan were lined up on the left and right.

"Commander Chen, it's so late, is there something you've summoned us for?" Mou Tingfang smelled something strange.

The time was wrong.

The people were wrong.

If it were a military meeting, why were there no staff officers present?

Wu Jingzhong?

The Jinhai head of the Military Statistics Bureau, a thorn in the side of the 94th Army.

How could he be here?

Even stranger was a large tape recorder on the table.

"Don't rush!"

"Wait for the phone call." Chen Zhangjie smiled faintly.

Wu Jingzhong clasped his hands and looked at the two with a smile.

"Phone call, what phone call?" Yang Wenquan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Ring-a-ding!

The phone rang.

The guard on the side answered: "Commander Yang, your call."

Yang Wenquan hurriedly stood up to answer, and the murderous voice of Regiment Commander Xu came from the other end:

"Commander Yang, Wu Jingzhong's secretary brought Americans to raid the dock."

"Zhang Si was also shot dead on the spot by Hong Zhiyou."

"He said he was acting under your order, isn't that just farting?"

"Please give instructions, Commander Yang."

When Yang Wenquan heard this, his lungs almost exploded: "Son of a bitch, you're messing with me."

"Execute them on the spot..."

"Army Commander Yang, wait, it won't be too late to listen to this tape." Wu Jingzhong stopped him and pointed to the tape recorder.

"Zhiwu, watch them for me."

"Without my order, do not act without authorization."

"Wait for the phone call!"

Yang Wenquan realized something was wrong and hung up the phone with a slap.

"Wu Jingzhong, what kind of ghost are you playing?" He returned to the table and asked coldly.

"Listen!"

Wu Jingzhong pressed the play button.

After the recording finished, Mou Tingfang's face changed drastically.

Yang Wenquan was even more pale, his whole body shaking like a sieve.

"Army Commander Yang, do you know why this is a closed-door meeting now?" Chen Zhangjie said solemnly.

"Commander, this is framing, it is..."

Yang Wenquan pointed at the tape recorder, his voice lacking any confidence.

"Framing?"

"If it is sent to Jingling, I think it won't be difficult to verify with the methods there."

"Oh, by the way, Division Chief Lu Qiaoshan, and the Cao Gang's Second Young Master, perhaps they can also prove something."

Wu Jingzhong raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Hey!"

Mou Tingfang leaned back in his chair and sighed toward the ceiling.

He had long known Yang Wenquan was smuggling military supplies.

Out of sentiment, he turned a blind eye.

After all, having crawled out of a pile of dead bodies fighting the Japanese, it was understandable for his own brothers to make some money to live.

He never expected that it would still be exposed.

Chen Zhangjie and Wu Jingzhong had always been at odds with them.

I'm afraid this disaster is hard to overcome.

"Army Commander, listen to my explanation..." Yang Wenquan still wanted to quibble.

Wu Jingzhong slapped the table hard and roared majestically, pointing at him:

"Yang Wenquan!"

"What incredible audacity!"

"Assassinating a general, colluding with gangs, smuggling military supplies!"

"Any one of these is enough for you to lose your head a hundred times; if you want to argue, go argue in a military court."

"I..." Yang Wenquan swallowed his saliva, trembling with fear.

The evidence was conclusive, and there were witnesses.

Right now, the Generalissimo and Jiang Jianfeng were strictly investigating corruption to rectify the style of preparing for war.

Wu Jingzhong was also Jiang Jianfeng's old classmate.

Committing a crime against the wind at this time.

Even the King of Heaven couldn't save him!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 38 =====