Company Commander Xie Wenhai suddenly announced that Wei Hualiang performed well and was promoted to second lieutenant officer by exception, and was immediately transferred to deputy platoon leader of the regiment guard platoon.

This news made Liang Weihua, who had just finished supper in the trenches and was about to report to the teaching team. Because among all the soldiers of the Second Company, except for the best shooting skills, his performance in other aspects was not excellent. So far, he has not even been worshipped by the platoon leader like others, and converted to the unheard of personality god.

Could it be that they have seen through it?

Liang Weihua couldn't help but chill. Seeing his hands subconsciously reaching towards the rifle, Chen Changfu, who took him to take office, held it down, "Deputy Platoon Commander Wei, from now on, you don't need it anymore. Come with me and go to the regiment headquarters to get the pistol."

"After receiving the gun, go to see the regiment first, and the rules of the guard platoon will tell you tomorrow. In short, this lieutenant is not for nothing to do. The key is to block bullets for the regiment, because your life is given by the regiment. If he hadn't sent Deputy Leader Chen and Dean Qian to recruit you, then you wouldn't know that the Japanese were harboring to work hard at that mine, and they would have worked day and night until they died."

This is a big truth, but Liang Weihua did not have any gratitude. In his opinion, a traitor is a traitor. If he is a traitor, he should die, even if he has saved his life. What's more, in his opinion, Mr. Chen has no life-saving grace to him at all, and the reason why he recruited him was just to be a lackey for the Japanese.

He has died several times, and there are many Japanese people who died at his hands. He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die in an unknown way. So he has not made any moves these days, but has tried every means to escape.

Thinking of being a personal guard for the leader Chen who looks like a gangster and more than a leader, Liang Weihua immediately raised his hand and saluted: "Yes, sir."

When he was taken to the regiment headquarters, Master Chen was having a meal, with only fried shredded pork with celery and not even soup. Liang Weihua was very surprised because such a frugal regiment-level officer was rare in ***. Moreover, the person in front of him was not an ordinary regiment-level officer, but a wealthy eldest master and Wang Jingwei's brother-in-law.

"The report team was brought to Wei Hualiang, deputy platoon leader of the guard platoon."

"Mr. Wei, as his name is, he is indeed a big man," Mr. Chen said with no airs at all. He pointed at the door with chopsticks and said with a smile: "Chen Changshou, Chen Changxi, from now on, will be your colleague."

The gun was right around his waist, and the chamber was filled with bullets. Liang Weihua suddenly had the idea of ​​shooting the person in front of him. Seeing that he seemed a little distracted, Chen Changfu seemed to realize something, and immediately walked to Master Chen, "Cross, if nothing is wrong, then I will go back first."

Master Chen couldn't hear what he meant, so he got up and patted Liang Weihua's arm, and said as if nothing had happened: "Go back, there is Changshou, Changxi and Big Man here, what can I do here?"

There will definitely be no such thing, because the bullets in Liang Weihua's gun have been tampered with. As long as he dares to act rashly, Chen Changshou and Chen Changxi will send him to the King of Hell without hesitation.

Liang Weihua also realized that he was distracted and quickly stood attentively saluted, "Reporting to the team, Wei Hualiang, deputy platoon leader of the guard platoon, came to report."

"I heard you shot very accurately?"

"The report team seats, 50 meters of targets, 49 rings, 100 meters of targets, 38 rings, are not accurate compared to real sharpshooters."

"It's already very good. I may not be able to hit the 20th ring, but I'm still a fifty-meter target."

It is definitely not luck to be able to survive to this day. Of course, Liang Weihua would not be so stupid as to take up the words of Master Chen, but quietly retreated aside and do what the guards should do like Chen Changshou and Chen Changxi.

He is much older than himself and is also a major general. Master Chen doesn't think that "the tiger's body is shocked", which makes the person in front of him immediately loyal to him. He simply acts as if he doesn't know anything and continues to eat his meal. After eating, he studies the Jiangnan map on the wall again.

Chen Changshou and Chen Changxi were like two door gods, guarding there without saying a word, their eyes were cold, and they looked around from time to time, and even a trace of wind and movement could hardly escape their ears and ears. The murderous aura on them was as familiar as other officers and strange as they were. They were not like veterans who had been through the battlefield, but more like killers who made a living by taking human life. This is also the real reason why Liang Weihua was always careful, afraid of showing any flaws.

Mr. Chen, who should have been so ecstatic and feasted, actually "reading at night like Mr. Guan," made Liang Weihua even more indignant. He could not believe that such a traitor would be so loyal to the Japanese!

Just as he was wondering whether to kill him or find a chance to escape, Liang Weihua suddenly found a car slowly driving through the small camp gate. Chen Changxi, who was standing beside him just now, had already greeted him.

Chen Changshou glared at him fiercely, as if he was very dissatisfied with his vigilance. Then he turned his head and said to the eldest son Chen in the room, "The ranks, the noble brothers are here."

"Please come in."

"yes!"

A man in his thirties walked in with a briefcase, wearing a suit and ties, greasy and powdery noodles, and had a perfume smell on his body. He saw that it was not a good thing. Liang Weihua couldn't help but take a few more glances and suddenly found that Master Chen was extremely enthusiastic, so he actually made tea for him by himself.

"The matters of the young master, young lady, second lady, Mrs. Shen and Ms. Qin'er have been completed. The passport of the Ministry of Transport of the National Government, the visa of the US Consulate in Hong Kong, Taigu Company, and China Airlines are all available. You can leave tomorrow afternoon and arrive in the United States in a week."

After finishing the top priority, Li Xiangui felt relieved. While opening his passport and boat ticket, Mr. Chen said excitedly: "Thank you for your hard work. If you weren't for your running, I really didn't know how to arrange them."

"A family doesn't speak two people."

Lee Xiangui shook his head, put down the teacup and continued, "By the way, your news is right. The American soldiers and British soldiers seem to be really withdrawing. The day before yesterday, I met the Second Royal Weilch Musket Battalion, the North Lancaster County Infantry Regiment, the Royal Military Service and several officers from the United States Marine Corps at the reception of Mr. Lockwood's house. They said that the order had been issued and the ship to pick them up would immediately withdraw as soon as they arrived."

Without a radio station, grenades and zha medicine are absolutely impossible. The Japanese refused to give it to him, so Mr. Chen could only find a way for him. And those foreign companies that distribute arms were stared at by Japanese spies, so Mr. Chen turned his attention to the British and American garrisons that were about to evacuate.

Thinking that Britain was about to join the war, Master Chen immediately reminded: "Then we have to hurry up."

"Don't worry, I'm doing it, and I've already got some insights."

Li Xiangui took out a stack of books from his bag and put them under the lamp and introduced: "This is what you assigned last month. It has completed 10**. If A Biao's coffin was not enough, then three hundred Thomson submachine guns and 60,000 bullets would have been put into the warehouse long ago. The first batch of 60,000 yuan, the second batch of 34,650 yuan, and the third batch of 54,660 yuan..."

A Biao’s mission is not only to collect corpses, but also to smuggle. Thinking that he would take the "corpse collection team" to Changzhou in two days, Master Chen closed the account book and said extremely seriously: "You don’t need to read these accounts. Can I still believe you? Xiangui, A Biao has another task, I want to ask you to take his stall too."

This is a head-lost thing, and Li Xiangui was not careful. After thinking about it, he couldn't help asking: "Where is that person, is it his group of people responsible for the transfer of luck?"

"The person is more reliable than before. He is all drawn from the military and legal team. In addition, you don't have to show up like him, and you still secretly control it like now."

"Since people are fine, there will be no problem here."

"How much money is left? I'll ask the fourth aunt to prepare for you again."

Speaking of this, Li Xiangui suddenly became energetic and smiled with a smile: "Young Master, you have a very accurate vision. As long as you bet with Wu Sibao, our money will continue to flow. The day before yesterday, the stock fell, and I really thought I would lose all my money. I never thought that Wu Sibao would break into the exchange and force the local rich man to buy at a high price. Not only did he not lose, he would make 130,000 yuan."

The Chen family is indeed very rich, but Master Chen doesn't want to be in vain, so he "sells" the weapons given by the "entering the troops" to Wang Jingwei, and while giving Li Xiangui the capital to let him quietly follow Wu Sibao in the concession to trade stocks. In fact, stock trading is the only way he can think of to make money. He has gained a lot in two months. Because of the sufficient capital, he earns more than Wu Sibao who uses a gun to "make profits not lose money".

"It's enough money. As for the same sentence, you must be low-key, low-key. No matter how low-key, you would rather make less money than let Wu Sibao notice it."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Speaking of this, Li Xiangui seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "Young master, it's not enough to have a radio station alone. You also have to have someone who is good at operating the radio station. I know a few of them in this regard, they are all graduates of Jiaotong University. Do you want me to find a few for you?"

There is already a Nanyang area, and it will be available at the end of this month at the latest. Master Chen doesn't want a group of outsiders who are ignorant of their roots to be responsible for such important things. Without thinking, he shook his head and smiled: "No need, you should do the things on your hands. When the things on the list are purchased and transferred to the concession safely, go to the United States to meet with Ziqi and Zijing and the others, and help me take good care of them until the end of the war."

"Master, did you ask me to go to the United States too?"
Chapter completed!