No way?

"Your troops, you command."

"ah?"

Zhang Yong was a little confused.

What do I mean by my troops, which I command?

What troops do I have?

Not all yours...

I'll just put my name on it.

"Shaolong, I will arrange a communication team for you later." He Yingqin said, "You directly command your troops."

"No. What is my army?" Zhang Yong was a little down for a while.

I know you are talking about the four armies.

However, those are the troops of the party-state. They are not mine. Don’t accuse me wrongly!

You just mentioned the words "supporting troops and respecting oneself", I'm still a little worried!

"good."

Someone spoke.

Zhang Yong:???

No. Make it clear.

What is good? What is good? What do you say is good?

"Shaolong, from now on, the headquarters will not directly issue orders to the 68th and 69th armies." Chen Cheng explained.

"You don't care about these two armies anymore?" Zhang Yong's eyes widened.

It feels like something good has happened.

If you really don’t care about these two armies, then I’ll take them home!

Recruit troops, buy horses, unlimited ammunition, and install a bunch of backbones of the Red Party to ensure that they can become the two most beautiful cubs on the battlefield.

"You gave the order."

"I didn't understand."

"I just want Han Fuju to find you!"

"ah?"

In the end, He Yingqin spoke out.

Only then did Zhang Yong realize that he was pushing me out as a shield!

Currently, the 69th Army is stationed in Jinan. Han Fuju wants to force them away. Therefore, all kinds of telegrams are flying to the headquarters like snow.

The headquarters wanted to fight back directly, but they were worried that other people would have other ideas. There would be complications.

At this time, I am indeed more sensitive.

Chiang Kai-shek did not want to follow the truth and said that he wanted to eliminate local factions. Although he had always done so.

Just in time, the ideal scapegoat appears.

Zhang Yong was responsible for supervising the two armies of 68 and 69.

It was a matter of course to leave it to Zhang Yong to command.

Then the drama came.

"Han Fuju, you have to discuss the arrangements for the two armies with Commissioner Zhang Yong..."

"As long as Commissioner Zhang agrees, the troops will be transferred immediately..."

Anyway, it’s just Balabala, the little magic fairy.

What can Han Fuju do? He can only come to Zhang Yong.

They are all foxes of thousands of years, and everyone knows that the high command is deliberately passing the buck.

The problem is, this scapegoat is really strong.

If Zhang Yong didn't agree, no one else would dare to speak for Han Fuju.

That scapegoat is very murderous, so don't mess with him.

What's more, the 69th Army is stationed in Jinan, so it's not a big deal, so why be so nervous?

In short, it's best not to, avoid it as much as possible, don't mess with Zhang Yong if it's not absolutely necessary!

"Shaolong, do you understand?"

"Understood."

"That's good."

So the atmosphere was full of joy.

Zhang Yong was also happy. It seemed that he had indeed taken back the command of the two armies.

Independent command is more important than anything else.

"Let's go!"

"yes."

Take off.

There was silence all the way.

"If you are appointed, should you go back to Chengdu or Chongqing?"

"Chongqing."

"good."

So I flew directly to Chongqing.

Landed smoothly at Chongqing Coralba Airport.

Stop.

Director Lin has been waiting with people for a long time.

What happened next had nothing to do with Zhang Yong.

Chiang Kai-shek returned to his official residence. The other big bosses were busy with their own affairs. Their subordinates drove to pick him up.

Someone also came to pick up Zhang Yong. It was his secretary Lin Qianjun.

Just in time. I have something to tell you.

"Qianjun, do you know any talents in the aircraft manufacturing industry?"

"Aircraft manufacturing?"

Lin Qianjun was surprised and said he didn't understand.

Zhang Yong discussed the introduction of the Yi-16 production line with the other party in detail.

"this……"

Lin Qianjun really couldn't think of any candidates.

This industry is so unfamiliar. It is estimated that few people in China understand it.

In the past, the Guangdong Army had an aircraft assembly factory in Shaoguan. The Northeast Army also had an aircraft assembly factory. But they were all old antiques.

Moreover, the people responsible for management are all foreigners. The managers and technical staff are all foreigners.

Those foreigners earn high wages and live a leisurely life.

The so-called aircraft assembly plant actually has no output at all.

"Invite foreigners?"

"No. We manage it ourselves."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

Forget about inviting foreigners. It goes against his original intention.

In fact, this aircraft production line, in addition to manufacturing aircraft, is more importantly about cultivating talents.

It's like recruiting Huang Zhicheng to do maintenance and repairs. He learned and accumulated knowledge slowly.

Lay the foundation for the future New China.

If you can't achieve results now, it doesn't matter. Learn the skills first.

The Soviets will definitely send technicians and so on. You just learn from others silently.
To be continued...