Shuzhong, Yuzhou, a certain officers’ club

The monthly cocktail party is held in the form of a buffet, which is currently the most popular buffet in Goshawk Country. The food on the table is dazzling, and the imported tall glasses are filled with various foreign wines, red, green, purple, and colorful.

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The lights in the hall are even more colorful, making people feel like they are in a dream.

The band in the hall played a lazy and melodious sound, and the dance began. Officers in straight military uniforms slid onto the dance floor with their arms around the dazzling courtesans. It was another night of revelry...

"Captain, why are you drinking alone here? Why don't you go out to dance with so many beauties?"

Zhou Weiguo motioned Wang Han to sit down with his eyes, and said in a nonchalant manner:

"The front is tight, the rear is tight, wine and meat smells stinky, the roads are frozen to death, and the soldiers and ordinary people in the front can't even eat. How much money and money will be spent on this cocktail party?"

Wang Han was frightened and quickly stopped him:

"Captain, you've drunk too much, be careful what you say, and be careful not to let anything bad come from your mouth!

You have forgotten, brother, I am from the Tsing Yi Club. Based on what you just said, I can punish you with a major crime of disrespect. You, a major general, are nothing if you join the Tsing Yi Club.

I'll just treat you as a drunkard, and if you don't do it again, don't make it difficult for my brother to send you in."

Zhou Weiguo said disdainfully:

"It is better to defend the people than to defend the river!"

Wang Han is really anxious. There is really no way to continue talking about this. People will die.

Zhou Weiguo signaled Wang Han to calm down with his hand. He was not a fool who could only talk quickly, he just felt uncomfortable and would not be happy if he did not speak out.

He also knew that Wang Han would not report him. They were all brothers in life and death, and it was not a matter of principle. Even if he went to the Tsing Yi Club, no one would be killed as Wang Han said.

"Wang Han, are you sure that girl is a Japanese agent?"

"Captain, let alone this woman, if we arrest all the women here and shoot them one by one, half of them will not be unjust! The other half might be from Yanzhou."

"The reason why our people are used to arrest her this time is because there are countless Japanese spies in the Tsing Yi Club. This woman is of a very high level. We were sent here to prevent any leaks."

Zhou Weiguo nodded and said:

"Is the government now so leaked by the Japanese? It has become a big colander!

Look at the officers on the dance floor, who is not the leader of an important department of the government? If it is true as you said, these women have ulterior motives, then what secrets does the government have?

No wonder every time before the war starts, the plan is in the hands of the Japanese. How can we fight this war?"

Wang Han saw that Zhou Weiguo had committed another old habit, so he quickly stopped him and said:

"Be careful what you say! Be careful what you say! Brother, please spare my brother. I don't want you to be invited into Guijianchou one day. Those who enter will have to escape even if they die!"

"Let's just concentrate on getting down to business, okay? We can't let her run away, this is a big fish!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Weiguo said quickly:

"Then why are you waiting? Let's take action."

"Captain, don't worry, it's not the time yet. The person dancing with her is Major General Gao Shen from the War Department. She has deep connections and we can't afford to offend her!

We have to wait until he leaves."

Wang Han's words left Zhou Weiguo speechless. The water in Yuzhou was too deep and the roots were tangled. Anyone who exposed his glans was a big tortoise.

His majestic national government's strategic-level special operations team actually took its turn to serve as an action team for the Tsing Yi Club spies. If it weren't for the fact that they were catching Japanese spies, he would have left long ago.

"Captain, calm down, it's not worth it!

Drink, look at the beauties, and get drunk today if you have wine!"

After Wang Han finished speaking, he held up a glass of scarlet wine, toasted Zhou Weiguo, and then took a sip.

Zhou Weiguo suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. The whole government was rotten to the core, and he alone could not change anything.

He can only go with the flow, but fortunately the government is still fighting the Japanese!

After a few dances, Major General Gao Shencai from the war department let go of the sexy girl's seductive waist. The sexy girl seemed to smell danger and was ready to evacuate.

Wang Han nodded to Zhou Weiguo, and Zhou Weiguo agreed. After getting up, he walked in front of the sexy girl in a drunken manner, blocking her way to evacuate.

"Miss, can I ask you to dance?"

"Sir, I'm tired and want to take a rest. Can I take the next one?"

The sexy girl's waist has been hugged by Zhou Weiguo, and no matter how hard she struggles, she can't break free.

"Sir, you are drunk! If you do this again, I will call someone."

"What? Miss, are you drunk? Come, I will take you out to sober up."

After Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, he lightly chopped the back of her neck with his hand, and the sexy girl fell into his arms;

At the same time, a female agent from the Tsing Yi Club happened to stand in front of the Major General of the Operations Department and said to him elegantly:

"Sir, can I ask you to dance?"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Weiguo handed over the female spy to Director Mao of the Tsing Yi Club. This task had nothing to do with him.

During this period, he carried out several such missions, and a strategic special force was used as an action team, which made Zhou Weiguo very depressed.

Ever since Zezhou City sniped down the old Japs from Chaoxiang Palace, they had not sent out a decent mission, and the heroes had no place to play.

Just when he thought he was going to spend this year doing nothing, Wang Han came over to deliver a message:

"Captain, bring the boss to you!"

An hour later, Zhou Weiguo came out of the secret room where he led his boss. He finally received another important task, which he was willing to carry out.

This is a joint operation between the special forces and Tsing Yi Society agents. The mission is to assassinate Wang Zhaoming, who has arrived in Shanghai from the Japanese base camp and is preparing to sign a treasonous treaty with the Japanese!

Zhou Weiguo selected 15 elites from the special operations team and formed a hunting dog special team. The members included deputy captain Wang Han, correspondent Gao Xiaoling, sniper Meng Jiaqi and others. They were almost the original team that hunted down Lieutenant General Chaoxiang Palace.

As soon as they left Yuzhou and boarded a plane bound for the headquarters of the Third War Zone Commander, a mysterious message was sent from the mountains of Qingyi Society. It was quickly received by the Mei Agency of the Shanghai Devil High-Tech Co., Ltd., and a large net was opened.

Wait, just wait for the Hound Agent Team to enter the net...

Central Plains Province, Nankou Village, Huayuankou Town, New Year's Eve

It has been more than a year since the Mother River burst its banks, and the water in Nankou Village has long receded. The former fertile fields have turned into a yellow flood area full of wetlands, with yellow sand underground and numerous bones.

Above the yellow sand, there are thousands of red fields. Although the river water has receded, the harvest of crops is still very small.

Because it is upstream, once the water breaks the embankment, it flows downstream, so the water in Nankou Village is the first to recede. Except for the villagers who were washed away by the flood, other survivors returned to the village one after another, and Nankou Village also

He gradually started to regain his vitality.

Although it was already New Year's Eve, there was still no smoke coming out of Zheng Yadan's house;

The family had been without food for several days, and the youngest sister was so hungry that she cried loudly, but there was nothing he could do.

In the whole village, only Mr. Zheng’s family has food, and everyone else is hungry;

Two days ago, Zheng Yadan went to Master Zheng's house to borrow grain, but the housekeeper of the Zheng family refused to lend it to him, fearing that he would not be able to repay it.

In order for his fifth sister to not starve to death, Yadan could only kneel down and beg them. Butler Zheng put forward a condition, asking Zheng Yadan to sell his 14-year-old eldest sister to Master Zheng as his thirteenth concubine, and give him fifty pounds of sweet potatoes and two

dollars.

Yadan would rather starve to death than push his eldest sister into the fire bed. Mr. Zheng is already 68!

The fifth sister has been crying, holding her hair in sorrow.

"Where can I get some food?"
Chapter completed!