Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

"Ah cut! Ah cut!."

Han Fuju stood at the window and sneezed several times.

He is a smart man, knowing that someone is scolding him, so he pointed to the sky outside the window and scolded: "Curse me? Curse me! Curse me! If you scold me, I will not lose a piece of meat. snort!"

Han Fuju babbled like a demon.

He was angry. As soon as he withdrew from Jinan, the devils were defeated. The Japanese Second Army almost didn't withdraw from Jinan because of this.

Therefore, he was angry with his own life. He had just left, and the devils were defeated. He just missed a victory that was picked for nothing.If this gets out, won't the colleagues laugh to death?

Of course, this is not important, what is important is that he offended that lunatic Duan Wu.

This lunatic killed two division commanders without even blinking an eyelid.

Han Fuju touched the back of his head, feeling his neck was chilly.

He wondered if he should make a phone call to explain.But I thought about it again, I didn't call Xingshi to inquire about the crime that Dragon Boat Festival, so why should I find myself uncomfortable?What's more, he is the king of Shandong, and he has three armies under him.He didn't even pay attention to the chairman of the committee, let alone a mere Dragon Boat Festival?
Thinking of this, Han Fuju felt a little relieved, he didn't care about anyone, I just withdrew the army, what can you do to me?
However, at this moment, the communications officer knocked on the door and waited at the door.

What Han Fuju himself did, he knew very well.

At this moment, it was Zhang Renjie calling for the Dragon Boat Festival.He looked at the sky, it was almost noon, and he had to rush back to the Eighth Route Army station while it was still bright.

So the Dragon Boat Festival had to take precautions, let the elders of the third battalion snore, and sent a special agent platoon to follow the car and escort Zhang Renjie back to the Eighth Route Army garrison.

This bird is a dead bird.When he arrived in Kaifeng, Han Fuju must die.

Duan Wu quickly smiled and said: "Haha, it's OK, there is no problem with Chongqing. You go back and convey it to me, just say that the plane has to land at the airport in Kaifeng, and I will pick it up in person when it arrives."

And second, the chairman has always suspected that he has connections with the underground party, so it is very likely that this time, he is still planning to transfer him back to Chongqing.The Dragon Boat Festival does not want to go to the rear, the Japanese are now eyeing it, it is time to serve the country as a soldier, instead of going to the rear to retire.

At this time, the old abacus whispered in Duan Wu's ear, "Tuan Zuo, let's just give them the money. What if they go back on their word and take our money, but don't give us weapons and equipment?"

Because even if it is a small group of bandits, they still have three or forty people.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Next to each carriage, besides the driver, there were two Eighth Route Army soldiers.They are the escort team sent by the Eighth Route Army.

Duan Wu understood what the Chairman meant.But hiding is impossible, he can only take one step and watch one step.

Duan Wu thanked again: "Thank you, Lao Zhang. Without your mediation, I don't think this matter would have gone so smoothly. It's just that the situation here is really not very good, otherwise I will definitely invite you, Lao Zhang, to a big restaurant for dinner." Yes, hahaha!"

Of course, under normal circumstances, bandits dare not easily provoke troops.But what if he turned to the devil?That's another matter.

So for this meeting, Duan Wu felt that the Chairman was probably trying to kill two birds with one stone.

Zhang Renjie said: "That's great, I'll go back and send this news to Comrade Marklov."

The communications officer bowed in response, and then withdrew.He knows this kind of thing very well, because before every meeting, Han Fuju will ask who is there to attend this meeting.He was afraid that the chairman of the committee would take his head.

This carriage was brought by Zhang Renjie.Because this time, he needs to take away the devil's military ticket in Duan Wu's hand and transport it back to the Eighth Route Army garrison.

But Duan Wu didn't want to get married so early.Because that would affect him leading troops to fight.And when you get married, you have more scruples.

"Yes!"

"Comrade Duanwu? Comrade Duanwu? How's it going? It's getting late now. If there's no problem, I'm going back."

Perhaps, this is also an opportunity for him to successfully escape.

Dragon Boat Festival sent Zhang Renjie to the door, and on the street outside the command room compound of Dragon Boat Festival, seven or eight carriages were parked at this time.

Besides him, that Han Fuju was another bird.

Han Fuju was surprised, because the little devils have all retired, so what kind of meeting is there?

However, why did Duan Wu hide from the Chairman?The first is forced marriage. The chairman and Mrs. Mei Lin always want him and Tang Jiujiu to get married as soon as possible.

Duan Wu said: "Then I won't keep you, Lao Zhang, but I have to send a convoy to escort you back. Now there are wars everywhere, and the road may not be smooth!"

Zhang Renjie thanked him again, and then led the people away.

But judging from the complex situation in the area today, more than a dozen escort teams are simply unable to deal with emergencies.

Of course, he didn't know that the chairman of the committee already knew about all the tricks he did, otherwise, even if he borrowed some courage from him, he wouldn't dare to leave Shandong to hold a battle meeting.

"Meeting?"

Zhang Renjie said with a smile: "That's already good. In our Eighth Route Army, we only eat fine noodles during the Chinese New Year. Okay, then I'll leave. It's getting late, and I have to go back before dark." station."

Zhang Renjie shook hands with Duan Wu again, then turned and left with his guards.

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At the same time in Bengbu, Duanwu had received definite news from Secretary-General Yang that the Soviet plane could land in Kaifeng, and the chairman of the committee would also go to Kaifeng.

The communications officer quickly explained: "It's a joint military meeting between the first theater and the fifth theater. All army commanders and above must participate, and the chairman will personally come to Kaifeng to preside over the meeting."

Han Fuju snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, this veteran, what is he going to do again? By the way, go and find out, whoever has been notified."

It's just that Han Fuju was killed by the chairman just like that, and he had to think about it if he was the one to do it.

Han Fuju waved his hand, and then the communication officer came in and said, "Commander, Chongqing called, saying that they want to hold a meeting in Kaifeng."

Duan Wu said with a smile: "First, the Eighth Route Army would not do this. It is not worth it to ruin your reputation just for such a small amount of money. And second, if you are right, we have nothing to lose. You don’t know yet, do you? When Lao Zhou saw the devil’s military ticket, he set it on fire and burned it, and he still regrets it now, hahaha!”

"You boy, what are you laughing at?"

Just as Duan Wu was laughing, but he didn't want to, Zhou Weiguo's voice appeared behind him.

Duan Wu looked back, but seeing Zhou Weiguo's complexion was not good-looking, he knew something had happened.

As for what happened, the only way to know is to ask! .