Jin Batian thought that it was indeed a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple. Why did he touch it here? He immediately hit him: "Hahahahaha, it turns out it is Brother Pang. Brother Xunchen and I are very familiar with each other. This artillery regiment is also part of the 29th Army, and they are all in their own people."

It would be fine if not, but Pang Bingxun's face was almost dark. When the Central Plains War broke up, Pang Bingxun wanted to annex the nearby Zhang Zizhong's troops, and used mortars to bombard Zhang Zizhong's military camp and almost killed Zhang Zizhong. Zhang Zizhong's desperate guards were killed.

The two of them have become enemies since then, and Zhang Zizhong has also said in private many times that he will take revenge. As soon as Jin Batian opened his mouth, he brought Zhang Zizhong out. It would be strange if Pang Bingxun's face was good.

However, his face was not good-looking, and Pang Bingxun could not scold Jin Batian. Although Pang Bingxun was the commander of the army, he was awarded the title of lieutenant general of the army, Jin Batian was just a colonel, but there was a difference between inside and outside. He was a colonel of the Central Army and was a miscellaneous lieutenant general commander. This is the difference. If you talk about it, the Central Army will be popular.

"Haha, hahaha." How could a man not bow his head under the eaves? Pang Bingxun could only laugh dryly after his face.

"It turns out that Brother Pang is carrying shells here and leading the way. It's amazing."

"I am the 39th Division, which is not as good as the Central Army in fighting Japanese soldiers, but if I can't do well in transportation, I'll keep it." As Pang Bingxun said, you thought I was willing, but Zhang Zhizhong issued a strict order. If the artillery battalion cut off the shells due to unfavorable transportation, the military law will deal with it. As long as you use the most shells, I can hardly provide them. In the end, I had to take the guard company to transport them together. The commander went barefoot to transport the shells himself. The transportation speed increased by at least 50% to meet the artillery battalion's demand for artillery shells. The entire 39th Division served these cannons one day today.

At this time, two guards finally came and put on military uniforms for Pang Bingxun. Jin Batian said, "What have you been going to do long ago, and I'm making a fool of myself." It's not entirely my fault. Pang Bingxun has no personality at all, and getting a position is not an important position. Well, this person seems to be a stain in history, who remembers him?

"Oh, Brother Pang is a rare meeting. Everyone is the old Northwest Army. Commander Pang must have a drink here."

"..." Pang Bingxun didn't know how to complain. You are the Central Army who went to the 29th Army to serve in the old Northwest Army. However, Jin Batian was enthusiastic and forced Pang Bingxun away.

When I arrived at the Cannon Camp, Meria put a few cans of rice wine on it and it was served as a food. The Cannon Camp did not have a kitchen team at all. It was either eaten wherever it went or canned food was used as food. After having gold coins, the system was not unwilling to sell it. The logistics was so good. If you were really anxious, you could buy gold coins to shells.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the two of them opened their conversation. It was nothing more than these misunderstandings made by some northern warlords since the Republic. For example, Pang Bingxun revealed that Peking was elected as the president for the first time, and a reporter took photos. Many of these members of the parliament had never seen any spotlights. Seeing the white light flashing in front of their eyes, they thought it was Yuan Shikai who sent troops to fight, and they all lay down under the table and shouted: "I chose Yuan Shikai."

There are also several wrong poems by Zhang Zongchang, Pang Bingxun actually remembered that Jin Batian laughed when he heard the materials "The cannons opened and the cannons were blown away" and listened to them as jokes.

After eating the food and drinks, Pang Bingxun also felt that this person was not a scheming person. He was still in his twenties and didn’t seem to be suffering and deeply revenge. How could he have so much thought? Maybe he really didn’t know the conflict between him and Zhang Zizhong and knew what Brother Xuchen was like.

Old Pang's caution gradually faded, and he drank so much that he said a few words of truth: "By the way, this is to come to Shaanxi to fight the Japanese devils, Zhang Zhizhong was ruined. My subordinates have been pulled away by more than 500 people. Then I will fill in more than 500 people, but they are no longer the old brothers of the 39th Division. I originally thought that the technology of mixing sand in this committee was perfect, but who knew that the technology of mixing sand in this education was even better."

(I said Gaara was dissatisfied)

Jin Batian advised: "Brother Pang, please be more open-minded. Your arm can't twist your thighs. Besides, it's a good thing to go to the Central Army to pursue a future."

"I know it's a good thing, otherwise I won't let them go, but I've just fought wherever I'm going. After the fight, I'm probably going to have to change the people of my 39th Division. What's the point of this division commander sitting at that time?"

Jin Batian asked: "Why, Brother Pang is so attached to this position? He is still ready to sit for thousands of years."

"That's not the case." Pang Bingxun said this, and he was sure that he was disappointed. After all, he built the 39th Division with one hand.

But the current situation is that the Central Army does not regard his unit as a regular military service. Every day, it is responsible for transportation logistics support and provides troops to the Central Army as a supplementary regiment. However, Pang Bingxun also knew in his heart that the treatment and equipment of the Central Army were not comparable to that of his 39th Division.

Take artillery for example. The 39th Division was born from the old Northwest Army, and only a dozen old mortars were left in the division's artillery battalion. Look at the other person's mortar position, both in terms of caliber and quantity, and it is said that eight such positions were built a day. Otherwise, it would be so annoying that people are more popular.

Jin Batian ate the dish and said, "Then it's better to be scattered than to be blocked. Since Brother Pang can see it, it's better to hand over the military power of the 39th Division, so that it can be sold out."

This is also the general trend. Unless Pang Bingxun wants to rebel, he will not be able to stop him from being hung up or being transferred from Pang Bingxun or the like. I guess the Japanese principal will start to deal with these domestic warlords after fighting. If you are forced to do it now, no one in the country can stand it, even if these warlords join forces are hanging. In Jin Batian's opinion, it is not interesting to endure this way, these masters also see that the principal dare not start a civil war first before he can stand it. It is better to learn from Yu Hanmou and others to join the central government.

Pang Bingxun drank a glass of rice wine, shook his head and said, "You don't understand after more than ten years of hard work."

To put it bluntly, I still can't bear to let it go. Jin Batian believes that all problems can be turned into economic problems. Well, how many of the acres of land will be compensated for hundreds of yuan. If this acre of land is given 18 million, then look at how many more people are making trouble. In the so-called Central Plains War, the principal used money to make money. In the foreign war, the means of buying are almost the same, but the Central Army that has won several victories is almost armed to the teeth. What is this that is not made of money?

"Brother Pang, since I called you brother, can you still treat you badly?" Jin Batian was also excited: "I will spend two million oceans to buy out your 39th Division. Don't worry, the division commander cannot be the one. Can you still be the army commander?"

Pang Bingxun stuttered as soon as he heard this number: "Two...million?"

"I think it's too small? Three million."

After hearing this, Pang Bingxun wiped his face with a towel and murmured: "I have never taken care of such a large amount of money in my life."

"What's the matter? I'll carry a self-defense of 18 million yuan when I go out." Jin Batian said, and took out a sandalwood box from his pocket to open it. It was filled with cash checks from three major banks, with a minimum denomination of 10,000 yuan and a maximum denomination of 100,000 yuan.

With the help of three points of alcohol, Jin Batian ordered three million yuan to Pang Bingxun and pushed it over: "Brother, don't worry, if you have a brother, you will never forget the brother's intention of transporting shells to us today. You should send a telegram to the Education Director and the principal, and say that you must firmly obey the central government."

Pang Bingxun held a cash check of 300,000 yuan and asked Jin Batian with trembling hands: "Are you serious about this?"

"Take it seriously, I'll give you all the money."

"really?"

"Sure enough, you're all playing with it."

It was the first time Pang Bingxun saw so much money in his hands but he didn't know what to do. Whether it was the Northwest Army or the Forty Army with only one 39th Division, he was a person who was used to being poor.
Chapter completed!