Chapter 70 Typhoon is coming (Part 2)

Yingkou, Liaoning.

Zhang Jinghui, the battalion commander of the 1st Battalion of the 82nd Infantry Regiment of the 28th Division of the National Defense Forces, came to push open the door of the hotel room, and saw the two people in front of him, and was slightly stunned.

"Uncle, who is this?"

A man in his fifties, wearing a melon-shaped hat, smiled: "My cousin, come here to visit, come to your ranks for a long experience. Sit down and talk."

Zhang Jinghui closed the door half-believingly and sat together.

"Uncle Cousin, when is this time? Aren't you going to cause trouble for me?" Zhang Jinghui sighed, "Is the family okay?"

"You have to live your life. Qiulan will give birth in two months. I don't know when you will finish this battle." My cousin handed over a bag, "Your wife gave it to you, please take it."

Zhang Jinghui took it and put it to his hand, and smiled bitterly: "Who knows... After all, the Japanese navy was fighting to death in the south. This place was peaceful... But I don't think this matter is good. Cousin, don't run here in the future. If something happens, it's too late to regret it. Besides, I think the northeast is not peaceful. I heard that the British announced that the Japanese were not allowed to fight in Jiangnan. Otherwise, you go back and tell everyone that you should go to Jiangnan early. If Qiulan hadn't been in her body, I would have sent him away."

"I think I'll support you for two or three months." My cousin smiled, "Jinghui, this time I came here. In addition to giving you a little something and giving you a message, I also have to introduce you to a friend. They are all their own relatives and no outsiders."

Zhang Jinghui looked at the little man beside the other party suspiciously: "This is..."

"I Kishimoto Suk, the Japanese Empire's Aggression Association, you can also call me Mr. An." The little man raised his head and said with a smile, "Zhang Jun, I have been intimate with you for a long time."

Zhang Jinghui's face turned pale. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly thought of something. The blood on her face faded away and she collapsed on the chair.

"Jing Hui, you are a smart person. You should know how our goods came from over the years." The cousin said slowly, "Why, the princess of our Aixin Gioro family are sleeping, selling the opium that Mr. Beile gave his life to get you. It's really time to see the real seal, and you're scared?"

"You... why did you get along with the Japanese?" Zhang Jinghui looked at the elder of his wife and family who had been treating him well for many years. Her body was soft and she seemed to have no strength anymore. She said with a resentful tone, "What's wrong with me, Zhang Jinghui, I, you should treat me like this."

"What are our bannermen who are sorry for the Han people? Han people want to treat us like this?" The cousin's eyes emitted a cold light in an instant, his spine straightened, and his whole body suddenly became unfamiliar, full of resentment, "Ten years of hard labor, ten years of restricted employment, and so many banners were confiscated. Not to mention the savings of our bannermen for hundreds of years were taken away, even the land of Longxing of our ancestors became the territory of the Han people. Who did we bannermen provoke whom?"

"We are so silly princess, golden branches and jade are stupid." The cousin sneered, "Ancestral grave? When I went south in the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, so many Han people passed away, became officials, had high positions and were powerful, and were just scholars. Great Confucians had no ancestors? No ancestral graves? Now our Qing Dynasty is restoring the mountains and rivers. What's the problem? Didn't your ancestor eat the imperial grain of the Qing Dynasty for two hundred years? Didn't it be the result of the hard work of Emperor Kangxi and Emperor Qianlong? Without the Qing Dynasty, you have your grandfather and your great grandfather?"

Zhang Jinghui remained silent, just crying.

"Zhang Jun, we know that you and your leader Zhang Zuolinjun are life-and-death friends. Brothers exchanged posts, and a few amazing heroes in your group are all people we admire." Kishimoto Sho smiled, "We know that you and Tang Yulinjun both participated in the opium business. Zhang Zuolinjun turned a blind eye. The others also got the benefits, so they should know it."

"Help me introduce them." Kishimoto Suktor said gently, "Are you brothers, aren't you talking about sharing wealth and honor? Now the sky is in front of you, and it's within reach. Zhang Jun, you can't enjoy it alone... Who is happy to enjoy it alone? You brothers are united and their strength is to cut off gold."

Liaoning, Gaiping.

Deep in the old forest, dozens of wooden houses were scattered. In a large wooden house in Northeast China, dozens of men were sitting or lying down, smoking dry cigarettes, playing daggers and playing daggers, and staring at a one-eyed man sitting in the middle.

"The three elders and four young men are all here, let's open the skylight and speak loudly." The one-eyed man looked around everyone, "The world is not peaceful now. I look at the Zheng family. We are all heroes of the Green Forest, the children of the Jianghu. The focus is on getting revenge. The Zhenguo Army came out of seclusion. How many brothers and sisters were killed? Six of our brothers and eighteen sworn brothers, and even four of me are just four of us who eat the rice bowl of green forest. We are enemies with the government for many years. This damn imperial court will not let us dig sand gold, collect gold mines in the ditch, and a group of southern barbarians came to drive the trees on our Jinzi Mountain to become the court. What's the sentence for stealing forests and trees."

"By the mountain, we are living through Guandong, and we have to rely on these few transactions. We have all returned to the court. Is there such a reason in the world?" The one-eyed man slapped his thigh, "If this world does not give us a way to survive, we will make a breakthrough by ourselves. Now don't blame us for being unrighteous. I see that the world is changing, and the heroes from all directions are about to get up and make a fortune. Can we, the Guandong man, hide in this old forest and hide our names for the rest of our lives?"

A black-faced man in his forties bowed: "Xinmin Qingmakan, the newspaper's name is the head of Ye Owl. What you said is right, and the reason is the same. But the court is powerful. Ten years ago, the heroes of Kanto, except for those who followed them to fight Japan, were all given to them. Ye Owl is not afraid of death, and his head is big and scarred, but our wife and children, the little boys below, can't throw them in without a head or a brain."

Many people below whispered to each other and said yes.

A young man next to the one-eyed man suddenly stood up: "Yeon Owl, I respect you as a senior, but what you said is harsh, I heard that your master was shot out by the machine gun of the Zhenguo Army. I saw that he couldn't sleep well in the sky."

"You" Ye Owl was furious, and she rolled up her sleeves and was about to go up. Several people next to her quickly grabbed her.

"Old Eight, sit down." The old man scolded, and the young man sat down hatred.

"Lu Dada, you followed your master Du Lao Pan to rush to the Xinmin Mansion and were also the number one person. But I don't like to hear what you said today." Lao Du Pao stared at Ye Owl and said coldly, "The so-called one time and another, the army of the country was powerful back then, but what is the situation now? Russian Russians and Japanese little noses all rushed over. I heard that the Great German and French countries were all ready to attack this empire."

"What kind of bird-haired court is this? We are a bandit and we are also a tyrant, and we are forced to rebel. The world is not peaceful. If we don't become a bandit, we may be hacked by the bandits. Even if we have committed some evil in recent years, why should we kill us?" The old cannon looked around everyone, "Now, the court has started to make trouble. Zhenguo Army fights Zhenguo Army, which is not a bad deal. It's not a bad deal. It's not that time has come. I heard that the troops in the north are fighting. The Russians are coming to Liaodong. Don't forget, opposite the Yalu River is Japan. There are large military ships, blocking the military ships of Zhenguo Army in the south. They can't get out of the sea."

Everyone was whispering, and many people showed excitement on their faces.

"We all escaped from death ten years ago. Who knows that one day the bottom is lost, and the family will be destroyed." Lao Dupao said coldly, "I have seen through it. God, if you don't fight him, he will think you are a mud. We have been with you for a whole ten years. Finally, we have the opportunity to do this. As long as we dare to do it, there will be wealth and glory waiting for us."

Several people in the audience started shouting:

"Master Pao, tell me, what kind of wealth is it?"

"Brother Pao, stop keeping it aside"

"That's right, it's a good thing, everyone does it together."

Lao Dupao turned around and said to the two frames: "Old 2, go and invite a few guests out."

Erjia nodded and turned around and ran to the inner room.

After a while, several people dressed in ginseng farmers came out.

A short and fat man took the lead and bowed: "Three elders and four young men, thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you. Which strand do you have?"

"I am Pu Xu, Tian is the second-class senator of the Qing Army Consultant." The short and fat man turned halfway and bowed slightly, "This Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, the former military advisor of the Imperial Emperor, Yamamoto Ryoichi, Major Lin Pingjue of the General Staff of the Imperial Japanese Army."

"We are here to give you a great wealth." The short and fat man said sincerely, "I, on behalf of our Qing government, sincerely invite you to join the Xingfeng Army. Everyone present is one, and at least one is a garrison title, and the fifth grade is the future."

He took out a piece of silk with words from his arms and said earnestly: "As long as you draw a picture, there will be this number in the future Qing Dynasty. It is hard to say that those who eat delicious food, drink spicy food, and enjoy the wealth and honor of the world."

"Da Qing? Didn't it slip away ten years ago? Why did the Qing Dynasty come out again?" A man with triangular eyes spat, got up, patted his butt and bowed, "Master Pao, you are always a senior in the martial arts world. I, Huang Jing, you are so sad today. I'm sorry for being disgraceful. I have a wife and children waiting at home, so I'm not with you."

He looked around everyone and said sarcasticly: "I wish you all the three elders and four young men to be prosperous and prosperous, and we will gather again next day."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but his body suddenly trembled suddenly, and a blood arrow squirted out. Leopard Huang covered his neck, turned around and stretched out his hand to say something, but rolled his eyes and fell softly to the ground, unable to see that he could no longer live.

Everyone suddenly exploded. Many people took out a dagger and even single-headed pistol, aiming it at the old single-headed cannon: "What does it mean, head of the family?"

"A man surnamed Ma, Hongmen Banquet?"

"I won't eat this one"

The dart in Lao Bayiliang's hand looked around everyone coldly.

Old Du Pao smiled slightly, suddenly changed his face and shouted: "Let's come out."

Suddenly, dozens of strong men appeared in front of and behind the house, inside and outside the house, and dozens of strong men appeared, each with water-to-bead and Japanese-style gold hook rifles, Meiji 30-year-old rifles, and revolvers.

"Everyone, don't toast and not eat and punish the wine." Lin Pingjue, the second department of the Japanese General Staff who had been silent, spoke stiff Chinese and became more and more ruthless. "Look at these people, because they agreed to join the army of the Qing Dynasty and cooperate with the army of the Great Japanese Empire and the Great Russian Empire to attack the Chinese government, so they have obtained our support. Rifles, bullets, grenade launchers, grenades, gold bars, what women want. What do they have? From now on, they are no longer thieves, but the upright Qing government army."

Lin Pingjue clapped his hands, and when the people outside gave in, a dozen short men with faces were silently carrying long boxes, placing one after another in the room. The short men bowed to Lin Pingjue, pried open a long box, took out a rifle, pulled the bolt, and made a crisp sound.

"The Meiji Thirty-year-old rifle produced by the Great Japanese Empire is a standard equipment for the Imperial Army." Lin Pingjue said slowly, "There are five hundred rifles here, each rifle with 300 bullets. If there are too many people, we can also provide it."

The short man opened another box, which was neatly imitated with Chinese military pull-ring grenades, then grenade launchers, grenades, mines, a full set of bullet bags, first aid medicines, and even the dragon flags of the Qing Dynasty, yellow jackets, flower feathers and even fake braids. Of course, yellow gold and shiny silver dollars are indispensable.

"These are all prepared for you." Yamamoto Ryoichi, who had been silent on the side, said, "As long as you join the Qing government army, these are yours. Whatever you lack, the Japanese Empire will give you."

"Then what do you want us to do?" a man shouted.

Yamamoto Ryoichi smiled slightly and bowed to the old cannon: "General Ma, are you the commander-in-chief of the Third Route of Xingfeng Army? Or should you explain the situation to these gentlemen."

Lao Duopao slowly put down the enamel teapot, stood up and nodded politely to Lin Pingjue, looked around everyone, and said in a cold tone: "I only have one constitution: I will do it with us, brothers, and be rich; those who do not participate, for the sake of the safety of their brothers, can only die, and it is not necessary to eradicate the roots."

"Does anyone want to die? No? Very good." Lao Dupao nodded with satisfaction, "Then let's discuss how to cooperate with the Imperial Army."

"Now the local soldiers are on the front line, and there are only a few retreating mud legs left. Some public security groups are woven in the city." Lao Tan said coldly, "Yingkou is a port, the Qing Dynasty, the Japanese Imperial Army and the Great Russian Empire Army will arrive sooner or later. The army will land when the army is coming. All we have to do is to mess up the future and open the county town. As long as we make a fuss, the National Defense Army will lose sight of the other side. When the army ships arrive, they will collapse. We are the founding fathers in the future. Maybe we can also make a hereditary iron hat prince and dangdang."

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