You can't imagine the happiness of the group performance

Chapter 7 Group performance with sky-high pay

"Report to Chief Fujiwara, the headquarters is calling, please call back quickly!"

RB soldier came up and bowed.

Just when Jiang Yan didn't know how to answer, his head suddenly went into a trance, and he blurted out:
"understood."

Ok?
I can speak Japanese now?
that's amazing!

He quickly realized that this must be a system function.

The script is set to be from RB, so wouldn't it be normal to speak Japanese?

No problem.

But in this way, can I still speak Chinese?

Jiang Yan quickly tried:
"Moonlight in front of the bed..."

Yo West!

Chinese is not only not lost, but also can be switched at will.

Jiang Yan was very satisfied.

"Sir, what did you say?"

RB soldiers looked puzzled when they heard Jiang Yan's Chinese words.

"Ah, it's nothing. I was singing an ancient Chinese poem just now."

Jiang Yan explained calmly.

"Si Guoyi, as expected of an officer, actually has research on ancient Chinese poems." RB soldier directly turned on the flattering mode.

Snapped!
"Ba Ga!" Jiang Yan slapped him directly, and returned it to you.

The RB soldier was hit by the sudden slap, and he couldn't understand how he offended the old man.

But anyway, bow first.

“Private Marseille!”

Seeing this, Jiang Yan finally came to his senses, we are RB people now, the princes of the big RB empire!
The reaction just now seemed a bit extreme.

But after all the fights, what else can I do.

So Jiang Yan continued to feign anger and said: "Our big RB empire, if we want to annex this land, we must understand every culture in this land, but you don't even understand the most famous ancient poems here. disappointed!"

"Private Marseille!!"

RB Bing first widened his eyes in surprise, then his eyes were filled with tears, and then he directly turned on the perpetual motion machine mode, and bowed hundreds of times in a few seconds.

Shame!
Ashamed of the Emperor!
Why is my ideological awareness so low!

Where's my laparoto!
And Jiang Yan saw the 1.5-meter-old devil in front of him directly transforming into a perpetual motion machine, and his heart immediately burst into joy.

This is a king's right, but it's so interesting!

"Okay, your attitude is not bad, the emperor can see it."

After making people bow for 3 minutes, Jiang Yan waved his hand, took it lightly, and forgave him graciously, but finally added a sentence, "Look back and find an ancient poem and copy it three hundred times!"

"Hi! Thank you, sir!" The RB soldier finally stopped, but bowed too much and almost lost his footing, but still thanked Jiang Yan with tears of gratitude.

"Well, lead the way!"

. . . . .

On the way to the war room, Jiang Yan digested all the information here.

Fujiwara team.

About two hundred people.

Responsible for guarding prisoners of war.

And his name is: Fujiwara Takumi.

Hmm, the name is interesting.

Jiang Yan visited the prisoner-of-war camp along the way.

It is said to be a prisoner of war camp, but it is actually a construction site.

Five or six hundred captives were watched by dozens of devils with guns, doing physical labor hard.

Jiang Yan saw Li Yong's protagonist, Wang Jianqiang, at a glance, and he was sneaking eyes at him at this moment.

Jiang Yan felt that this person should be used well.

But don't worry, let's deal with military affairs first.

When I came to the command room, I called the headquarters: "Moshi Moshi, this is Fujiwara Takumi."

The other end of the phone was busy for a while, and soon a middle-aged man's voice came:
"Takumi, why did it take so long to call back?"

"Private Marseille!" Jiang Yan didn't care about 21, and apologized first.

That appearance was exactly the same as the little devil just now, and his voice was much louder, which startled the rest of the RB soldiers in the command room.

"Uh... Forget it, let's get down to business." Yamamoto on the opposite side was also obviously taken aback, but he quickly calmed down. After all, the military plane is urgent, "This afternoon, come to the headquarters, there are important people coming over .”

"Hi!" Jiang Yan replied loudly.

"Dress well, and the elders of your Fujiwara family will come back. Speaking of which, you have reached the age to start a family."

At this time, you want to give yourself a blind date?

"Hi!" Jiang Yan didn't care, and continued to bow and answer loudly, but his expression became very serious.

"Well, at that time, I will also focus on introducing your achievements to the higher-ups. Although you have only been here for a month, but...you understand what I mean?"

"Hi!" Jiang Yan's expression became much gloomy.

"Well, it's good to understand, then see you tonight."

"Hi!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yan frowned and his face was gloomy.

Seeing that all the officers were afraid to speak.

What the fuck happened.

Is there any big move at the headquarters?

Damn it, Chief Fujiwara must have been taught a lesson.

Then hey hey hey, the eighteen generations of ancestors have been scolded all over the place, right?
Don't dare to touch this moldy head.

So everyone quickly turned their heads and continued their pretentious work.

Can't be bothered.

However, at this moment Jiang Yan suddenly shouted loudly:

"Didn't you hear, don't come and follow me to the arsenal!"

All the officers were taken aback by the sudden scolding.

Fortunately, soon an officer bit the bullet and stepped forward to fight the fire: "Hey, Mr. Fujiwara, please follow me!"

"Ok!"

Jiang Yan still frowned tightly, looking anxious.

After walking out of the command room, the remaining officers relaxed and began to discuss in low voices.

"We're going to fight again."

"Maybe it's about the captives."

"Hey, will Mr. Fujiwara be kicked down?"

"Then we're doomed too..."

For a while, there were all kinds of guesses, but they naturally only communicated in private. As for verification, only fools would go, let alone military discipline.

Jiang Yan felt refreshed at the moment.

Fake military orders.

The fox pretends to be the tiger.

It was obvious that the old guy named Yamamoto was trying to make things happen, but he changed his appearance abruptly.

This is really exciting!

But the reason for doing this is because he himself is the highest official here, and no one dares to question him.

Second, it's for those weapons.

The arsenal is not something you can enter at will, there is military discipline.

So Jiang Yan had no choice but to pretend to be a tiger.

In fact, he originally wanted to use other methods, but when the call came, he just caught up with it.

. . . .

When you come to the arsenal, go through several doors.

Jiang Yan and the officer walked in together.

The eyes are full of ammunition.

Mortars, grenades, bullets, grenades. . .

Organized a room.

The most important thing is that there is also a small box of small yellow croakers!

There must be more than 100 nimas, right?

A 50-gram piece is ready, and it must weigh ten catties.

Wait until it is resold outside, about 70 per gram.

Fuck, three to four million!
"Get rich!"

"As a group performer, the salary is 40 to [-], which is the level of a first-line star!"

Jiang Yan was so happy that his saliva almost flowed down.

But he quickly calmed down, and then said to the officer behind him expressionlessly:
"There are two things for you to do."

"Fujiwara-kun, please go ahead and order!" the officer said calmly.

This made Jiang Yan unhappy, he directly said seriously: "This is a military order!"

"Hi!" The officer stood at attention instantly.

Now he knew that those two things were definitely not simple.

"Well, first, secretly gather all the captives who have surrendered!"

"Second, find a few thin fighters who can speak Chinese to mix in."

"Hi!"

No matter how special the order was, the officer answered it loudly anyway, but immediately asked curiously, "But what's the plan? Can I participate?"

"Yes, this was personally ordered by Chief Yamamoto, and it involves the Empire's Wallfacer plan!" Jiang Yan explained very seriously.

"Wallfacer?" The officer was confused, his eyes widened.

"Yes."

Jiang Yan patted the officer's shoulder and said, "You are very lucky, I was activated as one of the Wallfacers today, and you are the existence that assists me in this plan!"

Hearing this, the officer's eyes trembled.

He didn't think this Wallfacer plan was a joke at all.

On the contrary, I am glad that I was the first to stand up just now.

After all, there are many similar plans, and he has already heard about them.

Are you bumped into by yourself now?

And this plan sounds really advanced!
Even the selection of supporters is so refined.

Not bad, the more advanced the plan, the higher the chance of promotion.

"Hey, please rest assured Fujiwara-kun, I will definitely assist you with all my strength!" The officer immediately promised.

"No, it's assisting the empire!" Jiang Yan corrected.

"Hi!"

At this moment, the officer felt that Fujiwara-kun's whole body was glowing.

For the imperial jade fragment, and it is a higher-level jade fragment, Si Guoyi!

"Okay, let's do it quickly, I have to go to the prisoner camp, there is a key person there."

Jiang Yan said, and then reminded, "Pay attention to the movement, don't make other prisoners suspicious!"

"understand!"

After the officer turned and left.

Jiang Yan ticked slightly.

Then quickly recovered his paralyzed face, looked left and right to see if there was anyone, and then opened the zero yuan purchase.

The first is the small yellow croaker.

Counted, exactly one hundred.

Three 40 in hand!

After Jiang Yan put it in cheerfully, he then looked at the weapon.

This thing is necessary, when self-defense.

Of course, a long gun wouldn't fit in half a cubic space.

However, a pair of mortars, two grenades, a few pistols, grenades, shells and bullets can also hold a lot.

It took Jiang Yan 10 minutes to tidy it up, and in the end there was only a little space left, and he guessed that he could only put on the skin of his body, and then he gave up.

Look at the cramped space.

Especially that pile of gold.

Jiang Yan sighed.

"Hey, speaking of it, it's all people's fat and people's anointing."

This was all raided by the Fujiwara team not long ago.

It is not known how many people were killed.

What a crime.

But that feeling quickly dissipated.

Because Jiang Yan himself doesn't know whether this world really exists.

If true. . .

"It should be contributing to the construction of the country in 98."

Once you get it, can you return it?
Jiang Yan pouted, and calmly left the arsenal.

The first purpose of this crossing has been achieved.

The next step is to survive until the end of the countdown!

(End of this chapter)