Volume 1 Wuchang Vortex Chapter 38 How is it possible?
The day of salary cut-off is an important day for soldiers, just like the nine-to-five office workers finally getting their salary. They feel both happy and dissatisfied on this day. What's more, they haven't received their full salary yet. It's normal for them to feel resentful and make a fuss. But from his tone just now, it's clear that this is a big deal. Will it really happen?
Looking at Yang Qiu's back, Yue Peng was still skeptical. After thinking about it, he hurried to find Zhang Wenjing.
Zhang Wenjing had already distributed the salaries and returned to the office. He was registering the remaining money. When he saw Yue Peng, his smile was still on his face. When he saw Yue Peng rushing in in a panic and immediately closing the door, he asked in surprise, "What happened? What made you so panicked?"
Yue Peng quickly repeated what Yang Qiu had just said. Zhang Wenjing was also secretly surprised and said half-believingly, "Each battalion has only received half of their pay. It is normal for something to happen. I'm afraid..."
"It may not be that simple. I saw that the commander's tone was obviously very serious when he spoke, and... he even accurately mentioned the Third Battalion of the Artillery Battalion. It doesn't seem fake."
Zhang Wenjing thought it made sense, and after thinking about it, he said, "It just so happens that I have to go back to Wuchang to report the customs pay matters to the assistant commander. Jiang Tai, the captain of the right team of the Third Artillery Battalion, and I have some friendship. I will go visit him and talk to him for two days, and stay there to see what the commander is talking about."
"This is a good idea, but..." Yue Peng raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "If he really guessed it right, what should you and I do?"
Zhang Wenjing laughed and said decisively, "Look at the chaos in the army now. Is this what you and I expected when we joined the army? If he is right this time, I, Old Zhang, will just fight with him!"
"Okay, then I'll go with you!"
After the two men shook hands and smiled at each other, Zhang Wenjing immediately packed up his things and asked for two days' leave on the pretext of going to Wuchang for business.
After seeing Yue Peng hurriedly walk into Zhang Wenjing's office from behind the curtain, and the latter rushing to Wuchang without stopping, Yang Qiu's mouth curled up. People are curious, and what's more, in this era, the theories of gods and ghosts are still very popular. Even the Kuomintang drinks blood wine and burns yellow paper. The occasional "prophecies" will make people more convinced.
It was already dark when Zhang Wenjing finished his business in Wuchang. By the time he found Jiang Tai who had returned to the city to rest, it was already past lights-out time and no one was allowed to enter or leave the camp, so he could only pretend to reminisce with him and wait to go to the artillery camp together the next morning.
Twenty-seven-year-old Jiang Tai is at the golden age for a soldier. He is not tall but very strong, with solid skills and a steady style. He is also one of the few middle-level officers in the race who had studied in Japan with the Beiyang Artillery NCOs. He is very familiar with Zhang Wenjing, Yue Peng and others. After seeing him, they immediately served him wine and food.
"Wen Jing, I heard that your new commander is a person who knows soldiers very well?" Since the 42nd Battalion's training, there have been a lot more attention paid to them. These things can't be hidden from others. He smiled and said, "Yes, the methods are novel and the effects are very good. I'm not exaggerating, but they are not inferior to the German instructors who taught us back then."
"You guys are the best." Jiang Taiman drank his wine and sighed, "You are all alone in Hanyang for closed training, unlike us... Hey, we haven't had proper training since August, and the soldiers... Let's not talk about it, let's drink!"
Jiang Tai drank the wine in one gulp. Zhang Wenjing saw that he sounded depressed and knew that the army had been in turmoil during this period and the soldiers had no intention of training. Especially after the incident in Sichuan, the soldiers were not like soldiers and the generals were not like generals, which made them, the real soldiers, secretly anxious.
But he had no way to do anything about this matter. There was no way to win over the other party at this moment. He could only make a joke about Yang Qiu's use of many novel training methods to see the reaction from the side. Seeing that Jiang Tai's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened, and he even clapped the table and applauded, he secretly made up his mind.
After a few drinks, he was about to test his mood when there was a sudden knock on the door. He opened the door and frowned: "Liu Buyun? Aren't you in the camp? Why are you here at this time? Isn't it past lights out?"
The man who came was Liu Buyun, the chief officer of the left team of the third battalion. Artillerymen were slightly different from infantrymen. A chief officer was in charge of an artillery squad and was an important grassroots officer. What's more, he was trained by Jiang Tai himself and was strictly required to abide by military regulations. Seeing that Jiang Tai came to the city after lights out, his face became displeased.
Liu Buyun naturally knew that Jiang Tai was very strict in training his soldiers, but now something serious had happened, so he hurriedly said, "Captain, it's not that I don't follow military regulations, but hey!..."
Seeing that he was anxious, Zhang Wenjing, who had been monitoring the actions of the Third Battalion, said quickly, "Tell me slowly, there's no rush."
Liu Buyun hurriedly recounted the whole story. It turned out that after the lights were turned off, he was patrolling the camp as usual, but found that several of his men, Huo Dianchen, were seeing off the old soldier Zhang Zhaoxun who had applied for retirement. There was nothing wrong with drinking some wine when seeing off the old soldier, as long as they didn't make loud noises. However, Huo Dianchen and his men ignored military regulations and made loud noises. He almost got beaten when he tried to dissuade them. They kept shouting that they would kill the Tartars on the night of August 15th, and threatened to kill officers like them first when they rebelled. So he was so scared that he went into the city at night to report to the captain, but he felt uneasy and came here to find Jiang Tai, the most prestigious man in the camp, to calm the soldiers down and hope they would not make trouble.
Although Liu Buyun was not a good person, he did nothing wrong. In addition, Jiang Tai was a simple soldier who attached great importance to military regulations. He was also a mantra of his. So when he heard that they had gathered to drink and cause trouble and violated the lights-out signal, he was a little angry. When he heard that they would be killed after the rebellion, he was so angry that he slammed the table and said, "Soldiers should act like soldiers. There are orders in the army! When the lights-out signal sounds, the whole army rests. If everyone does not abide by the military regulations, what is the difference between them and those hooligans!"
Seeing him grab his hat and go back to the camp, Zhang Wenjing, who had been frightened for a long time, quickly grabbed him and pointed at the moonlight above his head: "The city gate is closed, let's go tomorrow morning."
Jiang Tai couldn't keep the matter to himself, and he couldn't leave the city immediately, so he could only vent his anger and recent dissatisfaction on the table.
Early the next morning, the two men hurried to Nanhu. When they arrived, they found that the commander of the third battalion had returned earlier and had gathered all the members of the left team of the artillery battalion for a speech.
The scorching sun made the soldiers, including Huo Dianchen, who had violated the lights-out signal last night and cursed Liu Buyun, even more agitated. The commander of the third battalion had just been transferred here, and he wanted to learn from Yang Qiu to use this incident to establish his authority, so he walked up to Zhang Zhaoxun, who had already applied for retirement, and said, "You retired brothers are usually very good in the team. This time when you go home, it is also . But using alcohol to vent your anger and rebel against your superiors is too shameless! For the sake of usual days, I won't care today. Zhang Zhaoxun, you should leave the camp quickly! So as not to let your family wait. However, Huo Dianchen is usually arrogant, and today's matter cannot be let go. Huo Dianchen, step out!"
Huo Dianchen stood still in the team, and Liu Buyun hurriedly shouted, "Huo Dianchen, get out of the line!"
Get out of the line if you want! Huo Dianchen rushed to Liu Buyun in a few steps and stared at him, forcing him to take a few steps back. The captain also knew that the rebellious sentiment in the army was strong these days. He originally wanted to make the matter smaller and let him apologize. He said slowly: "Brother Dianchen, apologize to the envoy."
Huo Dianchen had a hot temper and was still drunk. He immediately retorted after hearing this: "Liu Buyun is making trouble out of nothing and wants me to accompany him, right? No way!"
"You violated the camp rules, I was carrying out military duties, and you still wanted to commit violence and assault. Is there any military discipline?"
"Fuck your military discipline! I've seen you guys everywhere, and I'm going to kill you guys sooner or later!"
This sentence angered Jiang Tai who was standing next to him. If everyone did not follow the military rules, what would happen to the army? Just as he was about to rush forward, Zhang Wenjing suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook his head. No one noticed this small action. The commander of the third battalion even scolded: "Huo Dianchen violated military regulations and insulted his superiors. According to the law, he will be flogged twenty times!"
Liu Buyun raised a horse whip and was about to hit Huo Dianchen. The latter did not retreat, but rushed forward and punched Liu Buyun in the face, and blood flowed for a while. Seeing that the fight had started, the left team was in chaos. Huo Dianchen's accomplices saw that the situation was not good and immediately led people to surround the officer.
"You want to rebel, don't you fear the law?" The captain saw the soldiers were so angry that they were shouting and retreating. Huo Dianchen did not try to resolve the situation but rushed into the command post next to him. Before anyone could react, he broke the door and grabbed a few guns, shouting: "Rebel if you want! Let's just go all out today and drag out the cannons and fire them!"
"We're going to revolt anyway! Let's fire from here today!"
Amid the conversations of the fearless people, Jiang Tai and Zhang Wenjing were also confused. The former was because the incident happened suddenly, while the latter was completely shocked by the "prophecy"! Seizing guns, gathering a crowd to cause trouble, and inciting rebellion! It is a capital crime in any country's army! It is a big deal!
"Gather, brothers! Gather, brothers!" Huo Dianchen shouted while firing his gun, but the soldiers didn't dare to move because it was so sudden. Jiang Tai couldn't stand it any longer, so he pulled out his pistol and shouted, "Huo Dianchen, put down your gun!"
Huo Dianchen's eyes were red at this moment , and he fired a shot without caring who it was. The bullet immediately hit Jiang Tai's arm. Zhang Wenjing was so scared that he rushed to him to avoid the second shot.
Although Jiang Tai was usually strict with his soldiers, he was a very chivalrous person and often used his own salary to subsidize soldiers with difficult family circumstances. So when the artillerymen of the right team saw him being injured, they all jumped up in anger and cursed Huo Dianchen and his men, and also hated the entire left team.
"Bullshit! They are like wolves and dogs!" Seeing that no one responded, the right team surrounded them and accused them of firing indiscriminately. Huo Dianchen, who no longer looked like a soldier, and several of his accomplices fled out of the camp gate cursing.
The chaotic scene made Zhang Wenjing's scalp explode. On the one hand, he did not expect Yang Qiu's "prediction" to be so accurate. On the other hand, his good friend Jiang Tai was so hurt that he was even more anxious. He did not care about anything else and immediately called for medical soldiers.
Fortunately, Huo Dianchen missed the vital point in his haste. After taking out the bullet, he saw that Jiang Tai was temporarily fine. The gendarmerie also completely surrounded the Third Battalion. Zhang Wenjing did not dare to stay for long. After comforting the confused Jiang Tai, he hurried across the river to tell Yue Peng who was waiting for news.
When he returned to the 42nd Battalion, it was already lunch time. The cafeteria was bustling with soldiers who had worked hard all morning. In order to replenish nutrition during the training, Yang Qiu had thought of many ways, but the table full of dishes could not arouse Yue Peng's appetite at all. When Zhang Wenjing appeared at the door, he was shocked and put down his chopsticks.
Zhang Wenjing glanced at Yue Peng, and his meaningful look made the latter's heart suddenly shrink. He unconsciously loosened his wrist and almost dropped his bowl to the ground. He Xidu, who noticed the abnormality, quickly put down his chopsticks and asked, "Wenjing, what are you doing..."
Barely suppressing the shock in his heart, Zhang Wenjing took a deep breath and said, "Sir...something happened in the Nanhu Artillery Camp!" Although he had already guessed it, Yue Peng still couldn't help but suddenly open his mouth and looked at Yang Qiu as if he was a monster!
How can it be!
