Age of Rebirth

Chapter 460 Three Chaos in Xinjing

Tang Qiuli couldn't answer his mother's question. Listening to his mother's tone, it was not because of how high an official his son had become, but because so many officers at the airport today obeyed his son's command, and the current ostentation. Beyond the scope and imagination of my mother who rarely left that beautiful, peaceful mountain village, it was like stepping on a cloud, with a feeling of unreliability and worry in her tone.

Also, what big event did my son do? How much hatred would the Japanese want to lay hands on the entire Tang family nest?All of this, the mother can't judge the good or bad, and she was forced to leave the old home that has penetrated into the bone marrow and come to this strange place, so the mother can only ask her son how big an official he is. In her opinion, The bigger the official position, the more troubles, the more unpredictable the future, and the more uneasy the family members are.

The father in the front row took the mother's words, "Don't you know this? I didn't hear those military officers call Qiu'er the division commander, the division commander, and they have 2 people under their command. How old are you?" The mother was startled, With my son in his early twenties, can he manage 2 people?

Tang Qiuli couldn't answer, but Mei Ting, who was smart, knew what her husband was thinking, took her mother-in-law's hand, and said softly: "Father, Mom, how old is Qiuli? Let's put it this way, besides Chairman Jiang , it belongs to him, and the army under him has several 10 people, and even this Dingbian belongs to him!" [

This call made the old lady feel elated, and at the same time, she was so shocked by her daughter-in-law's words that her head became dizzy. The father in the front row was even more shocked and turned around. He looked at his son like a stranger, and said nothing else. It takes only three bags of cigarettes to drive a fast car at this fixed side, and the tall buildings on both sides are still flowing. How big is this?

The convoy turned around a street and drove onto a more spacious avenue. The lights were just on, the shops and shops on both sides of the street were brightly lit, and the street was full of people. Dingbian at night was as vibrant as it was during the day , are sons?

There was silence in the car. Obviously, the parents were digesting Mei Ting's words. Mei Ting looked at her husband and didn't know if her explanation was correct. Tang Qiuli nodded. Sooner or later, she would tell her parents these words. Say yes.

At this time, the Mei Mansion was already extremely busy. The servants were busy setting the tables and arranging everything for the banquet. They usually seldom take care of these chores. Mr. Mei went to battle and directed everything in person. The Mei Manor is also a famous family in the Moling area of ​​the south of the Yangtze River. The famous family, the heir to the family of poetry and books, pays attention to etiquette, the in-laws come to the door for the first time, how can it be done without making arrangements?

He still had another idea in his mind, my uncle got married just like that, and even his parents didn't know about it. He made up his own mind and decided to arrange the marriage. Uneasy, the etiquette is on the ninth level and there can be no mistakes.

However, the old man is really a layman, the more he commanded, the more chaotic he became, and the old lady unceremoniously deprived him of the commanding authority. Finally, everything was arranged, and when Tang Qiuli and the others arrived, the old man became anxious again, and kept asking if he had asked for leave to go home. Mei Xue, your brother-in-law and the others, will there be any delays?Xue'er, you can call and ask, Mei Xue is very happy, what did you do on the team's way?

When the motorcade arrived at the gate of Mei Mansion, the father and mother looked at each other, seeing the grandeur and ostentation, the in-laws' house was a big family, Mr. Mei came out to greet him personally, grabbed his father's hand, and hurriedly made way to the table, The two old ladies, who had been affectionate for a long time, called sisters and sisters.

The sumptuous dishes were served like flowing water, and the atmosphere during the banquet was warm and harmonious. Although Tang Qiuli's parents were from the countryside, they had the boldness and simplicity unique to the Northeast people, which was beyond Mr. Mei's expectations. He didn't even have any words of blame, and he kept talking about Qiu Li being young and ignorant, making his in-laws bother.

Mr. Mei's heart was completely let go, and he was in a good mood. He reciprocated, and the two old men exchanged cups and drank to their heart's content. Mei Ting kept pouring wine and serving dishes for the old man. For an old man, this kind of scene is like a warm current, filling every cell of him, making him feel as happy as floating in the clouds.

His father's face was flushed, and Mr. Mei sighed slightly drunk: "In-laws, in-laws, thank you for giving birth to such a good son. The little girl is blessed, and she is married to a good husband. God has eyes, and the Mei family has such a good son-in-law," and then, Telling Tang Qiuli's merits to his parents in detail, they kept them stunned.

This night, several old people got drunk, and Tang Qiuli got drunk. This was the first time he got drunk so comfortably and carefreely since he came to North China. A soft and creamy body approached her, stretched out her arms to hug her tightly, and fell asleep sweetly.

Northeast China, Xinjing, the capital of the puppet Manchukuo, is also the beginning of the lights, neon flickering, false prosperity, this city in Northeast China is dressed up like a late beauty, thick rouge can't cover the eye-catching wrinkles on the face, Tang Qiuli's thorough "three light" made Xinjing not recover its vitality until now. Although the Japanese government has invested a lot of money to make the so-called capital not too shabby, it is just a drop in the bucket, barely getting by.

According to the plan, Tang Qiuquan led more than 900 elite soldiers and sneaked into Xinjing in multiple ways. As for the Shaoguotun'er Airport, everything was as it was before, and the lights were illuminated, except for the corpses of more than 100 Japanese soldiers, and the timed cameras everywhere. Explosion, silent like a cemetery.

It’s also strange, controlling the airport for a whole day in the middle of the night, not even a single Japanese came, but received two routine calls, and they were easily dismissed by soldiers who understand Japanese, so that anyone who wants to take advantage of it and get a ticket Tang Qiuquan was very depressed, and the soldiers were also very disappointed.

Qiuquan's order to the soldiers is, tonight, let Xinjing be ablaze everywhere. In a word, we are terrorists, and Xinjing is a paradise of evil. The targets are Japanese military camps, Japanese-funded enterprises, various secret agencies, and scattered Japanese troops on the street. Soldiers and Japanese puppet personnel, 15 people in the army, divided into four directions, free to hunt and kill, this is what Qiuquan copied Tang Qiuli's words.

Xinjing, on one of the busiest streets in the city, at the gate of the Japanese Military Police Headquarters, two military policemen stood guard, pacing back and forth, their eyes constantly looking at the street, whenever a young Chinese woman passed by, These two guys yelled strangely, "Great girl Hua, work on the iron float!" They also moved their short nipples obscenely, like a male dog in heat.

I can't wait to be dragged into the watchtower for sex immediately, but due to my limited responsibilities, I can't leave the post, so I can only masturbate there. When I saw the Chinese woman running away in panic, the two guys laughed wildly, and they regarded molesting the Chinese woman as a crime. It's a very happy and normal thing, because this is their royal territory of the Japanese, and they can do whatever they want.

The Chinese passing by, seeing this, dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, they all walked around the gate of the Gendarmerie Command, but there were two people who did not know where to go, they were still two young people, a man and a woman, but the woman's figure The one that was tall enough, but also a bit thicker, chatted while walking, and passed next to two Japanese soldiers.

Isn't this the flower girl sent to your door?The eyes of the two Japanese gendarmes shone brightly, thinking that this was the blessing of God Amaterasu, the grace of His Majesty the Emperor, stretched out their claws, and grabbed the woman. Leaning up, the man also leaned over, nodding and bowing, as if he was saying good things, [

The passing Chinese looked at the ugly appearance of the man and the woman in disgust, and secretly spit hard on the ground. Soon, the two gendarmes stopped moving and stood neatly leaning against the watchtower. Walking into the courtyard of the Gendarmerie Command, more than a dozen people followed in. The two Gendarmerie standing guard seemed to be okay, and they didn't even ask a question. , think this thing is strange.

All of a sudden, all the lights in the Gendarmerie Headquarters went out, and then there was a violent explosion, flames and thick smoke came out from many doors of the building, and there were also dense gunshots and Japanese shouts. After a while, the gunshots and explosions stopped, and the dozen or so people slipped out and quickly disappeared into the night.

Only then did the Chinese on the street come to their senses. It was a mess at that time. Pedestrians scattered and ran for their lives. My god, this is the anti-Japanese war and then attacked the Japanese Gendarmerie Command. Today is an eye-opener. Let’s run. Now, I can’t catch the Anti-Union Alliance, let’s take the top of the tank, and while running, I said to my companions around me, open your eyes, if you want to talk about this Anti-Union Alliance, it’s really pissed (Northeast dialect, very powerful), dare to be in the old den of the Japanese hands.

There was a shrill siren on the street, and a brigade of Japanese soldiers drove over and surrounded the place. Looking at the building of the Gendarmerie Headquarters, which was in flames, they stared blankly in a daze.

In Xinjingbei, on a street near the Imperial Palace of the Puppet Manchukuo, Lao Zhutou, who lives here and runs a food stall facing the street, was unlucky today. Eighteen Japanese soldiers passed by on patrol and smelled the tempting Northeast snacks. The smell is like a cat smelling fishy, ​​and it can't move anymore. It yells and makes Lao Zhutou go up quickly, "Imperial Army Missi Missi's work", I have eaten here for more than one Within hours, Lao Zhu's inventory for the first few days was completely empty.

That's not counting, because I was a little slow on the Internet, and I'm over 60 years old. The Japanese with a thousand knives were eating and drinking, and old Zhutou cursed inwardly, "Why don't you choke to death you bastards", but he still kept his mouth full of good words, and his hands kept busy.

After eating and drinking enough, the Japanese soldiers wiped their mouths, picked up their guns and left. Old Zhu felt sorry for the money for the food. Having to endure such tossing, the eyebrows of the Japanese soldiers raised their eyebrows, and a Japanese soldier greeted: "Old man, come here, and the imperial army will give you a golden ticket!"

Old Zhutou walked over hesitantly, feeling sorry for the money and overcoming the fear in his heart. As soon as he arrived, he was slapped heavily on the face and kicked hard in the chest. On the ground, before he fell into a coma, he seemed to see many figures, surrounding the Japanese.

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