Chapter 6 Collision (One)

Thinking of the benefits that might be gained in the future, Yan Fuquan could no longer sit still, put down his chopsticks, and walked out of the house. While walking, he still kept in mind that he told Zhu Xiaoman, "Don't sleep too early tonight, light the light and wait for me to come back. I may not be sure that I will tell you good news."

"Then you must get early, they are almost sleepy." Zhu Xiaoman stretched her waist like a cat, her eyes full of charm.

Yan Fuquan was so angry that he reached out to her chest and pulled two handfuls. Zhu Xiaoman wanted to refuse but welcomed him, but wanted to refuse but welcome him. After Yan Fuquan left with a satisfied smile, he immediately closed the door and curled his lips at the corner of the wall, "Decision, I can't hold on for even three minutes every time, and it's not as good as a small cucumber."

After scolding, he sighed sadly at his destiny. He sat in front of the candle and sighed for a long time.

Yan Fuquan didn't know that his image in a woman was so unbearable. He was thinking in his heart how to cheer up his husband's counsel after he had made up for the county magistrate's vacancy, so that his two wives of his family respected each other as guests, and were thinking about him happily, when he suddenly heard his orderly soldier Li San whisper: "Captain, Taijun's residence has arrived."

"Ah, it's here, so soon." Yan Fuquan woke up from his beautiful dream, rolled off his horse in panic, threw the reins to the orderly Li San, and cleaned up his clothes. He bowed half a bow to the Japanese who was standing guard at the door of Junji Fuji's house, and then said loudly in Japanese: "Kato, Sasaki, good evening, what are you busy with? Are you consultant Fujita going to bed?"

Although his position is much lower than Yan Fuquan, the two Japanese soldiers standing guard did not have any respect for Yan Fuquan. They curled their lips and glanced at him, and responded in Japanese with a sneer: "How could we know if Chief Fujita sleeps or not? It's so late, why don't you take people to patrol the night and run to Chief Fujita's house to do? Don't you know that it's very rude to disturb others at night?"

Yan Fuquan learned Japanese very well and did not understand most of the words of the two Japanese. However, from the expressions of the two men, he knew that they should not be welcoming me. He quickly bowed 90 degrees and added loudly in Japanese: "An urgent matter is really an urgent matter. I came up with a way to deal with the Communist guerrillas. Please help me report to Fujita Consultant."

"You won't come back tomorrow morning, and the guerrillas won't move immediately." The two Japanese soldiers glared at him fiercely and scolded him very unhappy, but they were unhappy but they didn't have the courage to delay the major event of the elimination of the Communist guerrillas. They pointed to the horse-sleeping stone at the door and ordered with a calm face, "Stop there and wait, let's see if the chief has time to see you."

After saying that, the devil named Sasaki looked at Yan Fuquan. Another devil named Kato pushed open the door and ran in to report. After a while, he ran out with his swollen face covering his swollen face. His eyes looked at Yan Fuquan like two daggers, "The chief said, let you go in immediately. The impolite thing will make me slap the face."

"Oh, thank you two, thank you two." Yan Fuquan took out two unopened bags of "Lady Guoguo" brand cigarettes from his pocket and gently pushed them into the hands of two Japanese devils. "Take it to relieve the fatigue. I asked someone to bring it from Chifeng last month, and it is guaranteed to be the real thing."

At the bottom of the second-line troops, the two Japanese soldiers were far inferior to Yan Fuquan, the fake security captain. When they saw the pattern of the beautiful woman on the cigarette box, their eyes immediately stood up. Kato, who had just been slapped, didn't care about complaining, stroked the beauty, and stuttered in Chinese: "This, how can you be so embarrassed? What a lady, you can tell that it is a top-notch product at a glance."

"Lady Guoguo." Another Japanese devil Sasaki added loudly that he had been in China for a long time and knew more Chinese characters than Kato. He reached out to the gate, "Yan Jun, please go inside, the lord is waiting for you."

"Then let's talk to you some other day." Yan Fuquan smiled and walked into the courtyard gate, and walked towards the old Japanese devil's room in three or two steps.

The old Japanese devil Fujita heard the footsteps outside and greeted him in person. Seeing this, Yan Fuquan quickly accelerated his pace a little more, grabbed the old Japanese devil Fujita and bowed to the ground, "It's so late to disturb you, and it's causing you trouble."

"Hey, since Mr. Yan is here for official business, why should he be so polite?" Fujita's old devil stretched out his hand with a smile, held up Yan Fuquan's arm, and patted the back of the latter's hand a few times, and smiled and reminded: "In the future, come to me for business, no matter how late you are, you can come in directly. The idiot who stopped you just now has been taught a lesson by me. Don't be as good as him."

These words were like a Chinese language. Although it had a strong Northeast accent, Yan Fuquan felt warm and his body was lighter. He immediately felt dozens of pounds lighter. He held the old Japanese hand in both hands, and his voice was choked, "Taijun, Taijun treats me as a national soldier. Even if Yan is crushed to pieces, it will be difficult..."

"Hey, I told you not to be polite." The old Japanese man pulled out his hand and interrupted with a smile, "Sit inside, I have ordered someone to prepare refreshments. Let's have a chat while eating."

"Subordinate to obey the order." Yan Fuquan bowed again and followed the old Japanese devil in Fujita into the house. He did not dare to look up and looked around. His eyes were just staring at the clean and neat wooden floor under his feet.

"Sit as you like, there are no outsiders at home today." The old Japanese devil Fujita walked to the coffee table in the middle of the house, knelt on the ground, and then smiled and signaled that Yan Fuquan could sit opposite him.

"This, thank you, Taijun, thank you." Yan Fuquan was flattered, took off his shoes and socks and threw them at the door, crawled over barefoot, and knelt straight.

"Mr. Yan doesn't have to be so reserved." The old Japanese devil looked at Yan Fuquan and reminded him with a smile.

"Not being reserved, not being reserved." Yan Fuquan raised his hand and smeared the sweat on his forehead, accidentally causing the wound, grinning in pain.

The old Japanese devil of Fujita keenly saw the bright red on his sleeve, was stunned for a moment, and asked loudly: "What's going on? Why is it bleeding again? Didn't I ask someone to help you sew the wound?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Fuquan wanted this effect. He shook his head a few times and responded very strongly. "When I was training today, my movements were a little bigger. I had asked the Takakura team doctor to help me change the medicine. It shouldn't be a big deal."

"You, since you are injured, don't train so hard," Fujita's old devil was very moved. He shook his head and told the elders, "You don't have to stare at me in the training these days, let Team Liu..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that the deputy captain Liu Wenzhong had been dead for several days. After thinking about it, he continued to add, "You recommend a team deputy to come and let him accept your affection. In the future, when you are busy, there will be someone to take the squad for you."

"Hiyi, Taijun, I will immediately select the right person from the security team after I go back." Yan Fuquan was so happy that he stood up and responded loudly.

The meaning of choosing a deputy by himself is completely different from the deputy by Junji Fujita. It means that he has completely gained Junji Fujita's trust and can be used at will in the security team in the future. The vacancy of a deputy captain of a security team can be sold for 200 yuan. If several team leaders secretly provoke to bid for each other...

"Sit, sit." Junji Fujita didn't know that Yan Fuquan's mind was turning so quickly, so he waved his hand and signaled the latter to sit down and speak, "You just asked the guards to report to me, saying that you have found a way to deal with the Communist Party. What is the solution? Tell me to listen to it."

"Hi Yi." Yan Fuquan agreed and knelt down next to the coffee table again. "I have been thinking about how to eliminate the Communist guerrillas as soon as possible these days. I have been sleeping hard. When I was about to go to bed today, I suddenly felt my eyes lit up..."

"Yeah." The old Japanese devil frowned, disliked Yan Fuquan's endless performance of merit.

Yan Fuquan immediately had a striking heart and quickly said a long story short, "I have investigated the terrain of the Lamagou area and found that it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we forcefully attack, our army may pay a great price."

"Well, that's true, you continue." Junji Fujita has been repeatedly weighing the pros and cons of going to the Lamagou area to suppress the Communist Party in the past few days. He understood in his heart that Yan Fuquan was not talking nonsense, nodding, and urging with a smile.

"So my subordinates came up with a plan called driving the tiger and swallowing the wolf." Yan Fuquan secretly looked at Junji Fujita's face and continued, "It is to support another group of horse thieves and let them rob near Redbeard's nest. Since Redbeard has become a Communist guerrilla team, he must not be able to watch the horse thieves harm the people around him. As long as they go down the mountain, they will lose the advantage of geographical advantages. When the horse thieves fight with him, we will take the opportunity to kill and defeat Redbeard and his guerrillas."

"This..." Junji Fujita frowned and his eyes were unsteady. After returning to the Black Stone Village, he did not immediately organize his troops and rushed towards the Lamagou. There are two reasons. First, he lacked a sharp weapon in his hands. Fighting with Red Beard in the hilly areas may not necessarily make any gains. Second, he has too few Japanese soldiers in his hands and will not be able to get supplements from the Kanto Army headquarters in a short period of time, so he dare not waste it easily.

The strategy Yan Fuquan offered completely avoids the above two troubles. The only thing to consider is whether there is a horse thief who can compete with Red Beard. Even if he can't compete with Red Beard, he must at least have the courage to rob the Red Beard's nest.

"This is just my initial idea. Please give me some advice." Yan Fuquan was obviously wrong, lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

"Very good, very good, Yan Jun, I think this is a good idea." Junji Fujita smiled at him, his eyes full of encouragement, "But, I don't know if I should support that horse thief, Yan Jun, if you have a good choice in your heart, you can recommend it to me."
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