Temporary workers in the war

Kwantung Army Commander Muto Nobuyoshi committed suicide. Deputy Chief of Staff Ningji Okamura, as the supreme commander of the left-behind headquarters, ordered other members of the Kwantung Army Headquarters to collect his corpse, and put Muto Nobuyoshi on a sandalwood tree in accordance with Chinese customs. The inside of the high-grade coffin of the material.

The chief of staff of the Kwantung Army, Koiso Kuniaki, hurried to Changchun after hearing the news. Neiji Okamura, who was mourning his concubine, still had some self-knowledge.

"Your Excellency Xiaoji, Commander Muto's will is under the pillow. I haven't read it yet. Please take a look at it!"

After hearing the news of Muto Nobuyoshi's death, Koiso Kuniaki, who was full of flesh, didn't change much, and he still had that vicious image as before.

"Yaoxi! Your Excellency Okamura did a great job, let's watch and work together!"

Seeing Deputy Chief of Staff Neiji Okamura treat him so respectfully, Koiso Kuniaki was very helpful and smiled.It's a pity that if you don't laugh, it's enough. When you laugh, it's so easy that it can scare a little friend to tears.

Koiso Kuniaki took out a blank sheet of paper from under the pillow with a solemn expression, looked at it at a glance, and handed it to the curious baby Neiji Okamura in great disappointment.

"Okamura-san, it seems that neither I, a lieutenant general, nor you, a major general, can work as the commander of the Kwantung Army. Now that there is no war, it is difficult for our rank to be promoted to a general. It seems that the base camp will definitely send another one The general is here. I hope we are united, do you understand?"

The first level of the official ranks crushes people to death. Koiso Kunizaki's polite-sounding words actually imply a deep meaning, which is to ask Okamura Ningji to obey his orders as before.

Neiji Okamura is not an ordinary person. Although he is unwilling to be inferior, he has to bow his head under the eaves.

"Hey! I will continue to follow Your Excellency Xiaoji, only your order!"

Koiso Kuniaki was very satisfied to see Neiji Okamura being so low-key and not rudely contradicting himself because of the death of his boss Nobuyoshi Muto.

"Yaoxi! Now there is no leader in the headquarters, and mine will temporarily take the position of His Excellency Muto. Major General Neiji Okamura!"

Looking at the posture, Koiso Kuniaki, the chief of staff, was about to issue orders to him, and Okamura Neiji quickly stood up.

"Hi! Please speak to the chief of staff!"

Although he didn't really become the commander of the Kwantung Army, Kunizaki Koiso put on airs and screamed loudly: "Yaoxi, you should arrange a telegraph room to send a report to the Tokyo base camp right now. We want everything." Listen to the headquarters!"

 …

Time went back to 3 hours ago, after the little brother was gently wiped clean by Weiwei, Feng Quan roughly squeezed Weiwei's big white rabbit, and then turned his head to look at the tenth concubine Nangong Yulin.

Fuck!A pair of big white beautiful legs were spread apart by a pair of small hands that were also creamy. Looking down at Nangong Yulin's mysterious area, Feng Quan became even more excited. The younger sister was already flooded.

Because Nangong Yulin's posture was too ambiguous, Feng Quan even saw the pink fungus under her blackness, and the small black hole inside the pink fungus.

The budding flowers are still a little bit green, giving men infinite reverie, making people imagine and at the same time like picking them by themselves.

But facing the blooming flowers, which only bloomed under his own watering, Feng Quan felt a deep sense of accomplishment in his heart, and the tense little Feng Quan became more and more excited.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

Feng Quan, who had a lot of clinical experience, suddenly lay down on the white belly of his tenth aunt, Nangong Yulin, who was already hungry and thirsty. Xiao Feng Quan couldn't wait to enter that warm harbor, and he was still at the end of his roots.

When the thing she loved had already hit Huanglong, Nangong Yulin smiled, and quietly withdrew her little hand that wanted to help Xiao Feng Quan, and placed it on Feng Quan's back that was as hard as steel.

After the naughty and cute fish enter the water, they must be swimming happily.Feng Quan sneaked a look at his watch, what the hell!It's already past four o'clock in the morning, don't be silly, stop whining.

Thinking that I will definitely have to climb down the downpipe outside the apartment later, in order to hurry up, in order to prevent other girls who get up early to pee in the morning from finding him, and in order to avoid damage to his tall image, Feng Quan started .

"ummmmm"

"Ahhh"

"clap clap"

Anyway, when we were doing it with Weiwei, the tenth aunt was already very passionate. Feng Quan, who was lying on top of the tenth aunt's curvaceous and delicate body, made great and violent movements with all his strength.

Are there any drastic measures?Is it hearty?

Nangong Yulin, who is enjoying herself with her eyes closed below, may have considered that she has already played three games with Feng Quan. Although her girlfriend Weiwei is still turning her head and pretending to be asleep, the movement from Nangong Yulin's mouth, which can't hold back, is still very loud. big.

Hearing Nangong Yulin's melodious and gentle singing voice, Feng Quan, who had sharp ears and eyes, took out the red pillow towel from under her head, stuffed it into the sister's mouth, and fought harder and harder.

With Feng Quan's large-scale collision, the city gate caught fire, and did it affect the fish in the pond?Nangong Yulin's delicate body of 173 cm also moved again and again, and the poor bed sheet was affected, and it was already in a mess, and it was no longer as smooth as before.

 …

Behind her was a hot and sexy scene, and the whining voice of best friend Linlin was both painful and enjoyable. Weiwei, who had just become a married woman, knew very well that Linlin was in extreme comfort.

Coupled with the heavy breathing of her husband Feng Quan and the shaking of the small bed that was almost unbearable, it was clearly transmitted to Weiwei's ears.

Hearing this, Weiwei felt a lot of rippling in her heart, and she really wanted to do it again, she also wanted to be like Sister Linlin, putting her husband's big hand on her faintly swollen but because of a girl who just broke her melon Weiwei didn't dare to be so reserved.

"Emma! Husband is really too strong, Jiang Zimeng, Jiang Zikuai's big moves, sister Linlin can bear it, really awesome!"

 …

In the compound of the Nanjing Nationalist Government, not far from the women's single apartment of the Ministry of Finance, there is a two-story Western-style building.The outer wall of this Western-style building is festive red, and the arrangement of facing south is in line with the long tradition of China.

On the west side of the second floor of the mansion is an antique study room, on the east side is a spacious bedroom, and there is a large platform on the east side of the bedroom.Jiang Gong, who is used to getting up early and going to bed early in the morning, often reads newspapers and rests on this platform.

A twilight had already appeared in the sky, Jiang Gong, who had not slept all night and was not sleepy, was still flipping through various documents on the platform, recalling scenes from a few hours ago in his heart from time to time.

Seeing the enthusiastic Soviet Russians and American people yelling non-stop, and strongly demanding that their motherland come forward to ask for an explanation from the island country, Jiang Gong, who has been in the officialdom and military circles, tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart. He was only 46 years old. Just like a respected old man, he kept comforting them.

The military command led by Dai Li really lived up to Jiang Gong's high expectations, and in a short while investigated the details of the 38 foreign devils.

While Dai Li was whispering with fat ears on his stomach, Jiang Gong also learned everything about these foreign devils. Unexpectedly, several of them came from famous families in their country. Jiang Gong was as happy as winning a big prize.

38 foreign devils tightly surrounded their respective envoys in China, expressing their various demands hoarsely.

The ambassadors of Soviet Russia and Citigroup were nothing more than bridges connecting their motherland and China. Where they dared to make decisions, they had to repeat what they reported to the motherland over and over again, with almost no dry goods.

Hearing Jiang Gong's constant persuasion, the 38 foreign devils just woke up like a dream, what the hell!I was able to escape from the Kwantung Army's epidemic prevention squad, so I forgot to thank Huaxia's big boss.

Although he didn't personally lead the team, this matter must have been carefully planned by others, don't say anything, thank you!

 …

Simultaneously faced with all kinds of birdsong by 38 foreign devils, Mr. Jiang, whose foreign language is very average, only felt his scalp tingling and his head getting bigger.

Seeing that Jiang Gong had a rhythm that could not be held, Soviet Russian Ambassador Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary Bogomolov and Citigroup Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary Envoy Nelson Johnson had no choice but to step in and act as simultaneous interpreters for both sides.

Mr. Jiang talked and talked, and the 38 foreign devils with noses and tears finally returned to the embassy by car after thanking them thousands of times.

Stretching and taking a deep breath of the fresh and cool air, Jiang Gong let Dai Li and Chen Cheng, who had also been standing for several hours, take the time to go back to rest, while he walked slowly towards Qilu with his hands behind his back and accompanied by the chief guard Wang Shihe. go.

Seeing that Jiang Gong had finally dealt with all this, a soldier of the guards was about to go back, so he ran over in three steps at a time.

"report!"

Seeing his somewhat ambiguous and hesitant to speak expression, Jiang Gong, who has bright eyes like torches, understood a little bit in his heart.

"Hehe, do you want to tell me about Feng Quan?"

Xiao Bing scratched his head, and replied embarrassedly: "Hey, yes, report to the chairman. It has been several hours since Captain Feng entered the women's single apartment of the Ministry of Finance, and he has not come out!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Jiang Gong and the head of the guard Wang Shihe laughed at the same time, Jiang Gong knocked on the head of the soldier, glanced at the head of the guard Wang Shihe, and said kindly: "In the future, you must pay attention to it. When Zigong comes to the compound again, you don't have to follow him. .

I trust my son-in-law very much. Apart from being more popular with women, he has no major problems and has always been loyal to the party and the country.If he knows that you are following him, I can't tell, it's not good to chill the hero's heart. "

"Okay, everything is according to the chairman's order!"

"Oh, I see!"

 …

Back in the Qilu, the refreshed Jiang Gong still had all sorts of unfinished ideas, so he simply changed into a Chinese-style robe, sat on the rattan chair and read newspapers and various official documents.

And in a room on the fifth floor of the women's single apartment in the Ministry of Finance not far from Qilu, the lively and fragrant scene has come to an end.

Nangong Yulin once again had a happy smile, lying quietly on the small bed half asleep and half awake to recharge her batteries.

Considering that the dawn was coming, Weiwei, who had entered the state again, buried her fiery desire deeply in her heart, and continued to doze off with her plump and round buttocks.

Feng Quan gently pulled out the little brother who had worked hard all night from the messy and mysterious area of ​​Nangong Yulin, covered the two sisters with quilts thoughtfully, and habitually lit a three-battery cigarette. rest.

Amidst the smog, Feng Quan finally finished enjoying the cigarette, lifted the quilt, and rudely grabbed Nangong Yulin and Weiwei's big white rabbit with a pair of big hands.

"Hate!"

"That's right, I've been scratched by the annoying spirit. Sister Linlin, why do you think our husband is so perverted?"

Feng Quan was not at all unhappy when the two sisters teamed up to scold him, he understood that this was the exclusive property of the sisters.

At the age of 19, Nangong Yulin, who was one year older than Weiwei, seemed to have guessed the magic horse, sat up suddenly, and said a little nervously: "Honey, are you going back?"

Weiwei's beautiful eyes looked at Feng Quan affectionately, and she also asked reluctantly: "Emma! Time flies so fast, husband, do you really want to leave?"

"Well! Gently I leave, just as I came gently..."