My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 77 Nanyang Self-Saving Association

You look at me, I look at you, these black market vendors don't know what to say for a while.

"This, Mr. Jun, you guys are too tough, and the average person really can't eat such a large portion," a merchant wearing a black hat said with an embarrassed expression.

"That's right, or it's like yesterday, if we divide a few branches, we can relieve the worries of the military men to some extent."

"There are so many goods, it is not easy to shoot even if you eat them."

A group of people have different opinions, all of them are greedy for Meng Fan and the rifles in their hands.Little Japanese weapons are very popular on the black market.

But then again, these people are all retail investors, how can they eat so much arms in one go.Only some domestic warlords or private soldiers raised by big families can swallow them all at once.

"Okay! Don't fucking make a fuss about a bunch of scumbags, come here if you have the skills, and get out of the way if you don't. Don't give me sloppy eyes!"

Milong stepped forward aggressively with a pestle, and his loud voice instantly shocked everyone.No matter what they say, they are unmoved.

The dealers had no choice, they all shook their heads and turned away.

It doesn't matter if Meng is annoyed with them, just wait slowly, if it doesn't work today, then tomorrow, a big seller can always be found.

Meng Fan ran alone to the innermost part of the street, looking around for news to see if there was any suitable way.He is so eloquent that he does well in this black market.

Milong leaned on the scooter, looking lazily at all kinds of people on the black market.The three soldiers around him were all carrying Thomson on their backs, and the appearance of carrying live ammunition was daunting.

A few of them guarded the cart of weapons.Every now and then, get rid of annoying guys like flies who want to buy but don't have the money.

Time flies.After a long while, no real big seller could be found. Milong couldn't help but feel a little irritable. Seeing Mengfan who had returned without success, he asked anxiously:

"How is it, sorry, have you found a big family?"

"Don't mention it, it's okay for these grandchildren to make a little trouble. There are at most a few hundred in their hands. If you want them to eat this batch of goods at once, that's hanging baskets at the top of the city, no way! "

Milong put his hands on his hips and said to him impatiently: "If it really can't be done, let these scumbags take a little bit of it alone, and let's come for a few more days."

"But this is too slow, it's hard to explain from the group seat..."

"That's not good, that's not good, that's a daddy's tail!"

Just as the two were arguing, the man in the black hat, who was in his early days, led a middle-aged man to them with a smile.

"Hey, a few military lords, it's not disgraceful to the mission, the little one has found a big seller for you."

The man in the black hat took off his hat and said to Meng Fan with a smile on his face.Immediately, he put his hand back and introduced: "This gentleman said that he intends to order your goods, or would you like to chat?"

Meng Fan looked up and down the middle-aged man behind him, and asked uncertainly, "Are you sure you want all of them, if you dare to entertain us, the gun in the little grandpa's hand won't recognize anyone!"

I saw this middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a neat gray lab coat.With a mustache, he looks like a gentleman.

"Hehe, how dare I entertain a few military lords, I really have this idea. Let me introduce myself, my little surname is Fang, I am a Chinese in the Nanyang area. I don't know if the military lord can admire his face, let's talk slowly in a quiet place?"

The middle-aged man smiled and cupped his hands, and said politely to Meng Fan.

……

Inside the Sichuan Army compound.

"Jamie, try my coffee."

Liao Mingyu walked over to Jamie with two mugs.The American pilot was leaning against a pole and was writing something in a notebook.

"Haha, my friend, do you like this too? I thought you Chinese people only like tea."

Jamie saw Liao Mingyu coming over and stopped his notes.He smiled and took the mug handed by the latter.

The mellow aroma in the entrance made Jamie close his eyes slightly, tasting the rich flavor, and he couldn't help but praise:

"Tsk... It's really good, the taste is very delicate. It seems that you are very careful when grinding. Liao, I didn't expect you to grind coffee beans like this."

"I don't have that ability. These are the treasures of those British gentlemen at the airport. I just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha." Liao Mingyu shook his head with a slight smile, and said casually.

"How is it, what have you been doing these two days? There are too many things in the army to take care of you."

Jamie closed his notebook and said wistfully, "I'm writing about what I've seen and heard along the way. Hehe, you know, it feels like more things have happened along the way than I've ever experienced in my life."

"The people on your side like to write about these, such as travel notes, memoirs, etc. It feels like you all have the potential to be writers. Haha"

"Are you ready to continue flying the hump line when you return to the army?" Liao Mingyu continued jokingly.

"No, when I go back, I will apply to join the Flying Tigers!"

Turning his head slowly, Jamie looked at Liao Mingyu firmly: "After so long, you and your troops have touched me a lot. I have also discovered a lot of things that I didn't care about before."

"I have already decided. After I go back, I will submit an application to Colonel Chennault to join the Flying Tigers."

Liao Mingyu didn't speak, just looked at Jamie in surprise.

Seemingly feeling the doubts of the Huaxia officer, Jamie explained to him seriously:

"I originally only came to China with the mentality of completing the work. I didn't really want to be a participant in this war. But watching so many comrades in arms sacrifice one after another, I found that I really can't be so indifferent anymore. ."

"That old guy Joseph, we knew each other before joining the army. He was a stubborn bastard with a big temper, but he was also a very good friend. He just died in a foreign country, and he couldn't even go back to his hometown."

"Then along the way with you, I met Chinese soldiers who were different from my impression. You are strong and powerful. Although the language is different, I can feel your care for me."

"You know, in the battle at the airport, a young soldier handed me the helmet on his head. I still remember his simple smile. A shell hit us, I was injured, and he That's it..."

Jamie blushed and said more and more excited, but his eyes began to form fog.

Liao Mingyu sighed and patted his shoulder, expressing his empathy.

After a short pause, Jamie continued:

"I saw what you did for this war, and the crazy Japanese. They owe me a lot."

Jamie's hands clenched into fists, and he took another sip of coffee, letting the bitter taste flow in his mouth.

"I will definitely report to the Flying Tigers. Only by tearing up those island monkeys with fighter jets in the sky can my anger be quelled. The original owner forgive me. I will fight in my own way, in another place. Fight alongside you on the battlefield."

Looking at Jamie's face full of fighting spirit and determination, Liao Mingyu nodded heavily, and he took a deep breath.Said meaningfully: "Come on, this war is gone for a few years."

"Oh, why are you talking about those unhappy ones?"

"When you go to the Flying Tigers, if I need air support on the ground in the future, I don't know if I can ask you for help, haha"

In order to break the somewhat heavy atmosphere, Liao Mingyu laughed half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"No problem, as long as I'm still alive, I will never reject you. Then you will see the most beautiful plane in the sky, which is my Jamie Bryan's car! Haha"

"Head! Head!"

The fiery Milong rushed in from the door, and his high-pitched shout interrupted the conversation between Liao Mingyu and the two.

"Huh...huh... Commander, there's a faucet coming from the black market, good guy, that's a big deal."

Milong ran out of breath, maybe he was too breathless, and his words were a little out of place.

"Speak slowly, what's going on? Nuo, drink some water first."

Liao Mingyu frowned and stepped forward to help him, and handed him the coffee in his hand.

Milong didn't think much about it, he picked up the cup and drank a few gulps.

"Wow...cough, what is this, it's like a herbal soup."

Apparently this guy is not used to drinking bitter coffee.But he couldn't take care of so much in front of him, and he hurriedly said:

"There is a man from the black market who claims to be Nanyang... Oh, the Nanyang Self-Rescue Association! He told us that he would ask for as many weapons as we had, without any counter-offer."

"We can't make up our minds either. Meng Fan steadied him over there and told me to come back and report to you. Commander, are you telling me that this shriveled calf is true or false?"

Liao Mingyu probably understood after listening to it.A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's true or false, you'll know it when you see it!"

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(End of this chapter)