Xing Jun nodded proudly and whispered: "The commander is unaware of something. When we captured the remaining soldiers of the Northern Expedition, we captured Tang Shengzhi's munitions director Song Baocheng. "

What does the director of munitions do? He is the person who holds the key to the warehouse. Yang Wei immediately understood what Xing Jun meant, and immediately felt excited. He quickly put on his coat and said in a hurry: "Where are the people from Song Baocheng? I, the commander, want to personally

Meet him."

Yang Wei has a principle in life. He is never greedy and does not occupy other people's things. However, the premise of this principle is that the wool must come from the sheep. Although he will not take advantage of others, his own ocean will not either.

Throwing an extra piece outside for no reason.

For example, in this battle, he consumed so many artillery shells to defeat Tang Shengzhi. What a heartbreaking thing! Yang Wei could hardly sleep, eat or sleep for this. Of course, Tang Shengzhi must be responsible for such a serious matter.

Make him pay for the cannonballs he hit on him.

After General Requirements Director Song Baocheng was caught, Xing Jun locked him up in the interrogation room in the backyard on the first floor of the headquarters. Yang Wei followed Xing Jun to the door of the interrogation room, repeatedly praised Xing Jun for his efficient work, and then opened the door and entered the interrogation room.

In the room. Tempered Blood Mountains and Rivers 143

Song Baocheng sat in the dark interrogation room, his head was dizzy, and he had been caught here before he understood what happened.

The rumbling gunfire outside had long since stopped, but Song Baocheng's ears were still buzzing. He sat slumped in the interrogation room like a sick chicken. He didn't even know whether the Northern Expeditionary Army was victorious or defeated, but looking at the situation

, Song Baocheng may have no choice but to accept the reality.

There were footsteps outside the door. Song Baocheng immediately became nervous. All the muscles in his body were tense. He stared in the direction of the door with his eyes wide open. He was not used to the sudden sunlight that came in, and he wanted to reach out to cover it.

His eyes, hands and feet were all tied to the stool, unable to move at all.

A backlit figure appeared in front of Song Baocheng, blocking the light, and the door was closed again. In the darkness, the person moved rustlingly and lit an oil lamp.

After Song Baocheng squinted his eyes and looked at this person for a moment, he hesitated and asked, "What is his name?"

Yang Wei smiled slightly and said politely: "I am the Hangzhou garrison commander Yang Wei."

When he heard this answer, Song Baocheng let out a helpless sigh in his heart. It seemed that the battle was really lost. Even the director of the munitions department was captured. The fate of others would not be much better.

Yang Wei looked Song Baocheng over. After all, the Director of Munitions did not have to go to the front line to lead troops in the war. His courage seemed not as good as the soldiers on the front line. The fear in Song Baocheng's heart could be seen from Song Baocheng's slightly trembling hands and feet. Yang Wei suppressed a smile and greeted the people behind him.

Tie Niu said: "Tie Niu, bring the food."

A food box was placed on the table in front of Song Baocheng. Tieniu let go of Song Baocheng's hands and feet. This made Song Baocheng extremely surprised. He glanced at Yang Wei in confusion. Yang Wei waved his hand and said, "Yang, aren't you being negligent?"

Zhou, I'm afraid Director Song is hungry, but it's just a simple meal, Director Song, please use it."

Song Baocheng was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back. Without thinking, he grabbed the chopsticks and started chewing like a storm. Yang Wei crossed his arms and looked at Song Baocheng who was devouring the food. He cleared his throat and said, "Director Song is probably sleepy too.

Do you want me to find a place for you to take a rest?"

The chopsticks in Song Baocheng's hand stopped immediately. He raised his head slightly and looked at Yang Wei timidly. When collecting food and sending donations, Song Baocheng had heard about Yang Wei and learned that Yang Wei was a generous and generous man who won the hearts of the people.

Now one

It seems that this is indeed the intention. According to the custom among domestic warlords, captured generals are usually imprisoned in brothels and treated with good food and drink. Finally, the prisoners are exchanged or exchanged for ransom. They are definitely not killed.

But if this person was really so kind, he would not lock himself in a place like this. Although Song Baocheng was timid, he was not stupid. Hearing Yang Wei's words, he must have another purpose. He put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth.

He spread his hands cautiously on his knees and timidly whispered: "Commander Yang, if you have something to say, just say it."

Yang Wei smiled and nodded and said: "Director Song is indeed a discerning person, so I will tell you directly. I think Director Song has also heard that Yang originally intended to join the Northern Expeditionary Army, but was rejected by Commander Tang and started a war.

It's out of necessity. Although the war is successful now, I have lost a lot of ammunition, and the munitions depot in Hangzhou City is already empty. If this loss is not made up, I will not be able to sleep well."

Song Baocheng looked at Yang Wei with a bitter face and said sadly: "Commander Yang, our army is also short of ammunition. Otherwise, it would not have been defeated so miserably."

The Northern Expeditionary Army lacks weapons and ammunition, which can be seen from the war. However, the Northern Expeditionary Army purchased 150 Taisho 11-type light machine guns at a price that was nearly three times higher than the market price. Yang Wei also knew about this.

It is clear that Tang Shengzhi's small treasury is still very attractive.

Song Baocheng cried repeatedly, but Yang Wei ignored him and looked at Song Baocheng with a mysterious smile. The look in his eyes made Song Baocheng feel chills running down his spine. The more he spoke, the less confident he was. In the end, his voice was so low that even he himself could not hear it.

Yang Wei stretched out and said impatiently: "None of us are fools. It is impossible for the Northern Expeditionary Army to have no military supplies. Director Song had better give an answer today, otherwise this meal will be your last."

What Song Baocheng knew about Yang Wei was not only Yang Wei's popularity among the people, but also the cruel and ruthless things he had done in Shanghai. Song Baocheng was as timid as a mouse. Just such a sentence made him break into cold sweat on his forehead.

Teeth chattering, he said: "Commander Yang, please don't get excited, this military supply..."

Song Baocheng gritted his teeth, frowned and said, "I really don't know!" Tempering Blood Mountains and Rivers 143

The expression on Song Baocheng's face was fleeting, but even so it was still noticed by Yang Wei. Just this expression was enough to conclude that Song Baocheng was lying.

Yang Wei winked at Tieniu, and Tieniu came to Song Baocheng and lifted Song Baocheng up from the stool.

The five big and three thick iron bull was a full head taller than Song Baocheng. Song Baocheng, whose hands and feet were weak, was almost dragged out by the iron bull. The dazzling sunlight outside the door shone on Song Baocheng's face, and his face was as pale as paper. Yang Wei

Immediately afterwards, Song Baocheng was taken to the parking lot not far behind the headquarters in a hurry.
Chapter completed!