Among the officers of the Special Agent Brigade, the officers of the First Company alone, led by Song Han, were from the same faction as the Director. The attitude of Man Gaoge of the Second Company was also unclear. It was the Third Company, led by Huo Yueze, that had a few of his own confidants planted in it, which could barely be considered as the Baoding faction.
As for the reconnaissance squadron, it was 100% Baoding-affiliated, and the officers were all Ning Zhiheng's confidants, his most reliable subordinates.
Ning Zhiheng patted Huo Yueze on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile: "But don't worry about these things. It's just a matter of spending more money. As long as we get things done with the director, I'm not afraid of anyone else. After all, we are still the backbone of the Baoding faction. So, just go ahead and do it with confidence!"
Ning Zhiheng had already made up his mind to take action against the warehouses along the Pudong coastline. He knew that trying to take everything for himself would inevitably lead to trouble, and he couldn't hide it from the director. He had originally planned to give the director some benefits.
Especially this time, since the Chief is actually transferring them back to Nanshi, and they are very likely to be sent to the front line, Ning Zhiheng decided to give the Chief a large sum of money to try to save himself and his elite troops. Compared with this, this money is nothing but material possessions, so he should increase his efforts to acquire wealth and must not let this opportunity slip by.
Ning Zhiheng encouraged Huo Yueze, signaling him not to hold back and to act decisively. Huo Yueze then felt relieved, turned around, said goodbye, and left to rest.
Seeing that it was almost time, Ning Zhiheng immediately got up and headed to the war zone command post.
At this point, the order to set off had been issued, and all personnel in the command post began packing their belongings and supplies. Preparations were carried out in an orderly manner, and the entire command post was a scene of bustling activity.
Ning Zhiheng also strode in and soon arrived at the operations room, where many people were busy. When Zhang Zhiye saw Ning Zhiheng arrive, he simply nodded in acknowledgment without saying a word and continued to pack his belongings.
Ning Zhiheng knocked on the door and entered Zhang Zhengkui's office, where everything had already been tidied up.
Lieutenant Li Lixin was rolling up a battle map, while Zhang Zhengkui stood at the window with his hands behind his back, looking out.
“Commander!” Ning Zhiheng bowed respectfully.
"You're here!" Zhang Zhengkui was clearly in a much better mood than last night. When he saw Ning Zhiheng come in, he immediately smiled. "It's always like this. As soon as we set off, it's chaos and utter disarray. After so many years in the military, I'm used to it."
"Commander, you have worked tirelessly for the country, taking on any hardship as your own responsibility. You are a true role model for me!" Ning Zhiheng said sincerely. He took out a scroll of calligraphy and painting and gently placed it on the desk. "As I am about to leave, I have nothing of value to offer but this scroll, which I have written myself. I respectfully present it to you as a memento. I hope you will not mind!"
During his time on the Pudong battlefield, Ning Zhiheng was favored and appreciated by Zhang Zhengkui. Not only was he not sent to the front line to fight, but he also made many contributions. He was naturally very grateful. Since his division commander had gone to the battlefield, he naturally had to show his gratitude.
However, Ning Zhiheng dared not give Zhang Zhengkui any money or valuables. To be honest, he had no money left at all. He had spent all his wealth before coming to the Shanghai front. The most valuable thing he had now was the Longines watch on his wrist. Helpless, he could only write a scroll to express his feelings.
Zhang Zhengkui glanced at Ning Zhiheng in surprise, reached out and picked up the scroll, gently unfolded it, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Zhiheng to have such refined tastes!"
But soon his eyes were glued to the calligraphy, and he couldn't help but say, "Good, good!"
Hearing the praise, Ning Zhiheng was delighted. In fact, he had previously seen two scrolls of regular script calligraphy by Tan Yankai, a famous calligrapher of the Republic of China, on the wall behind Zhang Zhengkui's office chair. The brushwork and spirit of the calligraphy were exquisite, so he knew that Zhang Zhengkui was also a person with an appreciation for elegance and a good eye. His calligraphy was a way of catering to Zhang Zhengkui's tastes. He just didn't know if Zhang Zhengkui would be satisfied. Now it seemed that he had given the right gift.
"Man Jiang Hong! Excellent! Excellent! Yue Fei's Man Jiang Hong! Beautiful calligraphy and words! It perfectly captures the scene and the time! I like it very much!" Zhang Zhengkui exclaimed repeatedly. He never expected that Ning Zhiheng would write a long scroll in extremely exquisite small regular script, which was none other than the most famous long poem "Man Jiang Hong" by the national hero Yue Fei!
"With lofty ambitions, I'll feast on the flesh of the barbarians when hungry, and drink their blood when thirsty. I'll start anew, reclaim our lost lands, and return to the imperial palace!" Zhang Zhengkui recited the words softly, his heart filled with excitement.
In particular, Ning Zhiheng deliberately made his brushstrokes strong and sharp in order to express the passionate and generous sentiments in the words, revealing a hint of sharpness in the solemnity of the regular script, which complemented each other perfectly!
Zhang Zhengkui examined the calligraphy carefully for a long time, reluctant to put it down. His adjutant, Li Lixin, was also surprised to see this. He hadn't expected that Ning Zhiheng's calligraphy would be so appreciated by the commander, which was very rare in his memory.
After a long while, Zhang Zhengkui finally put down the scroll, carefully put it away, and handed it to Li Lixin, instructing, "Put it in the innermost book box. When you have time, have it framed. I want to appreciate it properly!"
Upon hearing this, Li Lixin quickly and carefully took the scroll. The book box contained the commander's favorite calligraphy and paintings, and the fact that it was arranged in this way was enough to show how much the commander loved this piece of calligraphy.
"Zhiheng, I never expected your calligraphy to be so accomplished. It's quite a surprise!" Zhang Zhengkui looked at Ning Zhiheng carefully, feeling conflicted. This young man was his junior, who was not only intelligent and brave with outstanding abilities, but also skilled in both literature and martial arts, and overflowing with talent. He was truly a prodigy.
It's a pity that I joined the army and now I have to go to the front line, where life and death are uncertain. A sense of sadness wells up in my heart.
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