"You...you...you are really a complete profiteer!!!" Qiu Mingyi said harshly.

"Haha." Song Yuanming smiled cheerfully, "You are right about this. My family is from Fenghua, Zhejiang. My ancestors did business in Shanghai. I also know a little about business."

"Fenghua people??? are really not good people!!!" Qiu Mingyi roared. Hearing this sentence, everyone present was surprised. As we all know, Chiang Kai-shek, the Chairman of the Chairman of the Republic of China, is from Fenghua Xikou, and his words are linked to

Chairman Chiang even scolded him. Song Yuanming's face instantly changed from the previous playful look to a serious one: "Chief Qiu, everyone here heard what you said."

"You...you plotted against me?" No matter how stupid Qiu Mingyi was, he still knew that he was being plotted by the lieutenant colonel in front of him. His eyes were filled with raging anger, and Song Yuanming grinned:

"How can you say that? Right? Everyone has indeed heard what you said."

"You bastard -" The words had already been spoken, and it was difficult to take them back. Qiu Mingyi sighed helplessly: "You can speak, and you will be willing to keep it a secret for me."

"Look at what you said, it's yours and mine. We are all working for the party and the state. I have already asked for a lot of things from you. Let's do this. You can send these weapons and equipment to Xie Tuan before tonight.

Just grow it there."

"This... no problem." Qiu Mingyi gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Okay, let's leave first." After Song Yuanming said this, he took Xie Yunhan to leave first. Xie Yunhan was a little puzzled: "Didn't you already have all the handles on that guy just now?

Why did you let him go so easily? Those from the Fuxing Society have never been good people, and I have long disliked them."

"Haha, Lao Xie, please be patient. The people in the army are like mad dogs. What if they bite someone if they are cornered? Besides, we have already cheated a lot of good things from him. That's enough.

I'm sorry. I'll still be there when dealing with you in the future. Take your time. Boil the frog in warm water so that the frog won't run away."

"Oh -" Xie Yunhan said in a long voice, "That's how you cooked that political commissar An Qing."

"Tch, why does it involve me again? Let's think about how to sneak into Linfeng City and assassinate the emperor's special envoy who is supervising the war."

"Hey, just leave this to me. I've already thought of a way."

"Oh - Really? Hey, what you came up with is definitely not a good idea."

The two were laughing and joking, so unhappy. This month, Song Yuanming went out to raid the Japanese strongholds. Song Yuanming found a lot of white silver coins from the Japanese strongholds, and took Xie Yunhan to drink. This guy treated people he didn't like.

You can be as ruthless as you can, but for friends who have formed a life-and-death friendship, you have to be as polite as possible. In the words of Chairman Mao, treat your enemies as coldly as the severe winter, and treat your comrades as cold as winter.

It was as soft as the spring breeze. When I ate by myself, I naturally did not forget the brothers who were still eating steamed buns in Tianfeng Mountain. I and Xie Yunhan only ate a little of the large table of dishes ordered, and took away the rest.

When it was dark, the supplies that Qiu Mingyi promised to deliver were delivered to the yard where Xie Yunhan lived as promised. It looked like there were quite a lot of things, and it took two trucks to load them. Naturally, Song Yuanming would not be absent from receiving supplies. See,

Looking at the guns and cannons, gasoline barrels, boxes of TNT explosives, and a box full of clocks that shone coldly in front of him, this guy almost smiled from ear to ear: "Damn, this is really called the end.

"

"Old Song, you said you were going to make a time bomb, why don't you go and get busy." Seeing the hungry wolf-like glint in Song Yuanming's eyes, Xie Yunhan wanted to laugh.

"Don't be in a hurry, let me touch it for a while. Lao Xie, do you know? For a gun fan, these weapons are closer than my wife. You see, Springfield-style sniper rifles, Thompson submachine guns, military commanders

He is really fucking rich." Song Yuanming looked at it for a long time and suddenly thought of a very important question, "By the way, how are we going to bring so many people into Linfeng City?"

"I call you greedy." Xie Yunhan laughed in a disgraceful manner, "Don't worry, just be your time bomb. I will find a way to transport these things into the city."

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"Hey, hey, you guys, stop." Three days later, on the road leading to Linfeng City, the puppet soldiers setting up checkpoints shouted loudly and intercepted a group of people going to the funeral. The puppet soldiers were extremely arrogant: "

What's in the car?"

"Sir, are you kidding? Of course the car is pulling a coffin." The leader was Xie Yunhan, who was answering with a sad look on his face.

"Who is dead?" The puppet soldier was worried.

"It's my brother who died. Look, this is his son, my nephew. We have been traveling for three days to transport this coffin to Linfeng City for burial."

"You're not afraid of the smell after walking for so many days." The puppet soldier had been fooled by Xie Yunhan and was half convinced.

"There are rules in my hometown. When a person dies, he must return to his roots. Sir, please do it for your convenience and let us pass. The sun is quite poisonous today."

"Okay, okay, let's go." The puppet soldier waved his hand and was about to let him go. But the Japanese soldier on the side jumped up: "Wait a minute, we have to open this for inspection." Song Yuanming thought after hearing the mixed Chinese.

vomit.

"Okay, if you want to check, just check." Looking at the Japanese soldier's attitude, Xie Yunhan said calmly, "Oh, by the way, sir, my brother died of the plague. If you want to see me, there is nothing you can do.

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"Tmd, you bastard, why didn't you tell me earlier!!!" The puppet soldier was startled and hurriedly pulled the Japanese soldier who was about to open the coffin for inspection from the coffin, "Taijun, you can't open it. This man is capable.

If you die from heart disease, you will die from it as soon as you open it. You guys, get out of here!!!"

"My father is dead, hey - Xie Yunhan, why don't you say it's your father who is dead?" Seeing that he was far away from the checkpoint, Song Yuanming roared dissatisfied. This is how Xie Yunhan thought of smuggling weapons into Linfeng City.

He put all the weapons in a big coffin and deceived the checkpoints all the way. However, during this period, Song Yuanming had no choice but to be taken advantage of.

"Okay, okay, will you tell me about my father next time?" Xie Yunhan said haha.

"Get out!!!" Everyone knows that this is the last checkpoint leading to Linfeng City.

In Linfeng City, a group of people transporting coffins passed the inspection at the city gate, crossed the wide moat, and entered Linfeng City.

"Old Song, you are the instructor, you will be the one to take command from now on."

"Find a place where no one is around, take off the mourning clothes, take out the weapons. Then sink the mourning clothes and the coffin. This thing looks too unlucky."

Everyone found a secluded alley, took out their weapons, and sank the coffin and mourning clothes to the bottom of the river. A brother took the slender sniper rifle and rushed to the pre-booked hotel in Linfeng City - that

It was a secret transportation station of the Eighth Route Army in Linfeng City. Everyone had only submachine guns and pistols that could be easily concealed.

"Let me go - you guys let go of me -" On the street not far from the city gate, two Japanese soldiers rudely carried a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old onto their shoulders. The crowd watching around them was not satisfied.

Young, but what else can I do except lament the misfortune of this girl? The country is weak and can only be bullied by others.

"Haha - flower girl, don't run away." The girl struggled to break away from the devil's clutches, but was quickly caught back by the devil.

"Bang -" A dull gunshot broke the original tranquility of the street. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound. Song Yuanming was still holding a Browning high-power pistol that was smoking slowly. Damn shot from the pistol.

The bullet smashed the head of the Japanese who caught the girl into pieces.

"Ah——" The originally orderly crowd suddenly became chaotic, and the Japanese who were still alive were frightened. They who were originally domineering would one day be shot dead in the street. This was something they had never thought about before.

It took him a long time to realize: "There are people coming!!! There are enemies!!!" (Japanese) The Japanese soldiers on duty on the city wall and at the city gate reacted faster than the Japanese soldiers. They had already divided into two teams to outflank this side.

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"Do it!!! Brothers, kill these devils!!! They are your targets!" Song Yuanming's earth-shattering roar inspired the fighting spirit of the soldiers present. After a month of killing training, everyone's eyes at this moment
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