69novels Chapter 283 These local warlords are really bold!
Chapter 283 These local warlords are really bold!
"Pass on my order! All army commanders, heed my command!"
Chen Zijun stood beside the crimson flames, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the carriage. He spoke each word slowly and deliberately, his words so powerful they made everyone's eardrums ache:
"From this day forward, all telegrams from the Nanjing National Government shall not be received or read!"
"As a general fighting the enemy at the front, I am not bound by the emperor's orders!"
"Anyone who dares to trip us up on our path of resistance against Japan, whether they are Japanese devils or spineless cowards from Nanjing."
"The Krupp heavy artillery of the Chen family army shattered him to pieces!"
"Today we fight the enemy, we will fight to the death and never retreat!"
"Yes! Fight to the death!"
Shen Li and his guards roared in unison, their eyes gleaming with fervent fighting spirit.
The sound traveled through the steel-plated carriages and echoed above the rumbling military train.
At this moment, Chen's army completely shattered Nanjing's order of non-resistance, and like a steel behemoth that had broken free of its chains, roared as it charged toward the storm-swept North China Plain.
Along the Jinpu Railway line.
A cold wind carried withered grass flying wildly beside the railway tracks, and a layer of hazy smog filled the sky.
Thousands of refugees, young and old, dragging heavy luggage, are trudging along the muddy roads beside the railway.
Along the roadside, there were also a large number of Northeast Army soldiers who had just been withdrawn from the Xuzhou front.
They were all dejected, clutching their worn-out rifles, their eyes empty and filled with despair.
"It's gone, all of it is gone."
"The three northeastern provinces were just handed over to the Japanese for nothing."
An old soldier squatted by the ditch, clutching his hair tightly, his voice trembling with tears.
"We're not allowed to resist, so we're doomed to die here anyway. We might as well go home and fight the Japanese. What kind of soldiers are we?!"
The surrounding soldiers remained silent, a deathly stillness spreading through the crowd.
The cries and sighs of the refugees sounded particularly desolate in the cold wind.
Sudden.
From the distant end of the railway tracks, a muffled rumble could be faintly heard.
"Boom! Boom!"
The earth began to tremble slightly, and the pebbles by the roadside bounced gently on the ground.
"What's going on? Have the Japanese invaded?!"
An officer's face changed drastically. He suddenly drew his pistol and roared in terror.
The fleeing crowd immediately descended into chaos, with cries and screams erupting everywhere.
"No! Those aren't Japanese soldiers!"
"Look at that military flag!"
A sentry standing on a high slope pointed to the northbound railway line and shouted at the top of his lungs.
On the horizon, a colossal steel dragon roared towards them at incredible speed, braving the cold wind.
Those were endless military trains loaded with military supplies and heavy equipment!
On the armored train at the very front, the huge five-colored flag and the black eagle flag with gold lettering of the Chen family army fluttered wildly in the wind.
"boom!"
The special train roared past, the sound of its wheels rubbing against the rails deafening.
Everyone was stunned.
On those rows of flatbed wagons, rows of ferocious steel behemoths were neatly stacked!
Those are German Panzer III tanks and the imposing Panzer IV tanks!
The thick special armor steel plates gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the sunlight, while the dark 75mm short-barreled tank gun and 50mm long-barreled gun pointed straight at the sky.
Inside the rear compartment of the tank were rows of Krupp 150mm heavy howitzers, tightly secured by thick steel cables!
And those rows of towering 88mm anti-aircraft guns with menacing muzzles!
"My God!"
"Are those tanks?! How can there be so many tanks?!"
A Northeast Army officer stared wide-eyed, his gun clattering to the ground without him even noticing.
They'd fought wars their whole lives; where had they ever seen such a futuristic, luxurious torrent of steel?!
This is nothing like the old warlords' dilapidated mountain guns and lightly armed infantry!
This is simply an iron army that has sprung up out of hell!
Beside the firing ports of the carriage, soldiers of the Chen family army, wearing German M35 steel helmets and holding MP40 submachine guns, stared expressionlessly out the window.
Their military bearing was impeccable, and their eyes gleamed with the ruthlessness and killing intent unique to battle-hardened elites.
"It's Marshal Chen's German-equipped division!"
"Young Marshal Chen has led his troops north to fight against the Japanese!"
Someone in the crowd shouted wildly.
This roar was like a bombshell, instantly exploding in the deathly silent crowd.
"Long live Marshal Chen!"
"Kill those Japanese devils!"
"Heaven has not forsaken China!"
The refugees, who had been in despair, began waving their hands wildly and cheering at the top of their lungs.
The dejected Northeast Army soldiers finally ignited an unprecedented fervent light in their eyes, clenching their fists tightly.
Endless military trains, one after another, roared northward with an unstoppable and domineering momentum.
"Squeak!"
A piercing, almost ear-tearing metallic scraping sound suddenly rang out.
The massive armored train suddenly jolted, and the people inside the carriages swayed violently, nearly falling to the ground.
The teacup on the table fell to the ground with a crash and shattered, spilling tea everywhere.
The train is applying emergency brakes!
"Young Marshal, stop the car!"
Shen Li grabbed the corner of the table, his expression changed slightly, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
Chen Zijun sat steadily in the leather chair, his hands on the armrests, without even swaying, only a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
"Go and see what's going on."
He gave the order in a calm tone.
"yes!"
Shen Li grabbed the submachine gun on the table, turned around and opened the car door. A gust of wind instantly swept in the cold rain.
Less than five minutes later, Shen Li returned quickly with a dark face, clutching a newly received reconnaissance report from the vanguard.
"Young Marshal, the railway tracks ten miles ahead have been blown up."
"It wasn't the Japanese who did it."
"It is Qian Zongwang's troops stationed in the forward defense zone."
"This spineless coward brought a mixed brigade, dug trenches on both sides of the railway tracks, and set up machine guns. It's obvious he doesn't want us to pass."
Shen Li said through gritted teeth.
"Qian Zongwang?"
Chen Zijun's lips curled into an extremely cruel and ruthless smirk.
"That cowardly bastard that President Chiang Kai-shek supported in North China?!"
"Because they're afraid of retaliation from the Japanese, they'd rather be Principal Chang's lackey and block my way?!"
"Young Marshal, word has come from the front that Qian Zongwang says we have gone north without Nanjing's approval, which is illegal and against the law."
"He also said that once we enter the country, the Japanese Kwantung Army will use this as an excuse to launch a large-scale attack on his defense zone."
"For the sake of the 'bigger picture,' he urged us to turn back to Xuzhou immediately, otherwise..."
Shen Li hesitated for a moment before glancing at Chen Zijun.
"What else?"
Chen Zijun raised his head, his eyes showing no anger, only endless indifference and domineering.
"Otherwise, he will open fire and forcibly stop us."
Shen Li chuckled coldly, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that seemed ready to strike.
"Open fire to stop them?"
Chen Zijun slowly stood up, leisurely straightened his uniform cuffs, and finally put the Browning pistol back into its holster.
He walked to the window, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and his voice carried an undeniable air of authority:
"Tell the 1st Armored Division."
"Get all the tanks off the vehicles. The heavy artillery brigade is to deploy on the spot, with its guns aimed at Qian Zongwang's headquarters."
"I'll give this spineless coward half an hour."
"If the railway tracks are not repaired and the road is not cleared by half an hour later..."
"Then let's use Chen's army's tracks and heavy artillery to completely wipe his mixed brigade out of this territory!"
"drive!"
Chen Zijun coldly issued the order.
The heavy oil engine of the special train roared again, sounding a deafening whistle, and slowly approached with overwhelming killing intent.
Ahead, the dark trenches and tightly closed checkpoints were already faintly visible.
On the eve of the War of Resistance against Japan, a bloody internal war between compatriots was on the verge of breaking out.