“Ahem, yes! The moon is so bright tonight!” Tang Dao, who had always been bold and decisive in killing on the battlefield, responded with his crooked eyebrows and unexpectedly replied like this.
“Quack!” A soldier who was digging a trench not far away made a strange sound.
Tang Dao didn't even need to squint to know that that guy's face must be red and suppressed.
As for that! What’s wrong with me saying the moon is so bright?
“Working, it’s funny to see me looking like a dog from exhaustion, isn’t it?” Another veteran who looked like a squad leader scolded his subordinates, and after speaking, he did not forget to smile at Tang Dao.
Although Tang Dao's collar badge is still that of a lieutenant, how can he be an ordinary person who can accompany two top commanders? Veterans are very discerning.
Even Tang Dao could see the crow's feet from the corners of his eyes when he smiled.
Obviously, his answer just now was very embarrassing!
“I’m from Jiangnan, but this is my first time in Songjiang. Could you please Lieutenant Tang, no, Lieutenant Colonel Tang, to accompany me?” Tantai Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, but she extended the invitation graciously.
Maybe it's because the big reporter still has a pen with him, and the soft-handed Tang Dao is not as showy as it was in the warehouse now, or maybe it's because the suddenly accelerated heartbeat makes the hard-tempered special forces lose their former coolness, and now they just
Able to pretend to be calm, stretch out his hand and say, "Please!"
Although Songjiang City is not small, it still maintains its quaint appearance. Of course, there are no street lights. However, the whole city is now almost a construction site, with bonfires everywhere, and the moon in the sky is just like Tang Dao said, it is quite bright.
...
So, if you want to do something in the dark, don’t even think about it.
In fact, Tang Dao means, very safe.
Songjiang is certainly safe enough at the moment.
At his suggestion, the entire city's residents were basically evacuated. In order to guard against Japanese spies, the remaining residents had their identities checked and confirmed by the heads of each neighborhood. Anyone who had been to Songjiang in recent years was not allowed to enter the city.
Everyone's belongings were carefully checked.
This investigation really revealed a lot of suspects, some of whom were carrying daggers, and some of whom were carrying short guns.
As the head of Songjiang County, Wang Gongyu had no time to care about you as a gangster or a Japanese spy. He had weapons and still wanted to stay here as a civilian husband. He must have some evil intentions.
At this time, anyone with evil intentions can act according to wartime military law. With a burst of gunfire, a group of guys who had made the wrong idea were killed on the spot.
Including those who have been hiding secretly, once they are found, unless there are more than ten people vouching for them to prove that they are natives of Songjiang and just do not want to leave their hometown, they will basically be the subject of strict enforcement of military law.
This move would have been cruel and inhumane in peacetime, but at this time, it greatly frightened those who still wanted to stay in Songjiang City to cause trouble. In one day, Songjiang was completely transformed into a safe area.
Moreover, this is a 'construction site' with more than 30,000 armed soldiers. Looking around, apart from people, the most common thing you see is various guns shining coldly under the moonlight. This formation alone can make anyone with an idea
No more ideas.
The two of them walked along the ten-mile long street, which was bustling with people, all the way to the east gate, with Tang Dao in front and Tantai Mingyue following behind.
The strange combination of a man and a woman has attracted the attention of many people.
Many people in the 67th Army did not know Tang Dao, but they knew Tantai Mingyue. There was an endless stream of people saying hello, and Tantai Mingyue all smiled and nodded in greeting.
“Who is this guy? So arrogant?” An officer of the 67th Army was very unhappy when he saw Tang Dao walking in front of his goddess with his head held high.
But that is just talking, and it is absolutely impossible to provoke.
The reason is not that Tang Dao himself looks awesome, but the guards who are more than 20 meters behind Tang Dao and Tantai Mingyue. Both guards are holding flower machine guns tightly, looking around with wary eyes and armbands.
It clearly shows the guard battalion directly under the 67th Army Headquarters to which they belong.
No one is stupid. A man who can make a big reporter from Tantai follow him like a little daughter-in-law, and can also let the military security battalion covertly protect him from afar. Whoever jumps is a fool.
Sure enough, their feeling was right.
There was a member of the 43rd Army not far away from them. Seeing that Tang Dao and the two had gone far away, he grinned and reminded the friend of the friendly army: "Brother, if you lead an infantry regiment with more than a hundred people and little devils to resist for two days,
Can you be so arrogant?"
“He is Tang Dao? Commander of the Sixing Battalion?”
"if not?"
"Hiss..." the Northeast Army captain took a breath and lamented: "It's over! It's over!"
“What’s wrong, company commander?” a soldier asked curiously.
"What are you asking for? The company commander's unrequited love is over!" The veteran beside him made a joke about the young company commander, and slapped the soldier on the back of the head. "Hurry up and work, don't dig the trench deep, tomorrow
If the Japanese heavy artillery comes and kills you, I won't help you bury it!"
When people are tired, if they find something to talk about, they can alleviate their fatigue. The soldiers happily engaged in the heavy fortification excavation, and the young company commander was actually not as sad as he looked on the surface.
Perhaps only Lieutenant Colonel Tang, who walked so handsomely with his head held high, felt a little panicked.
Regardless of his past life, he had no experience of being alone with a woman in his previous life. Tantai Mingyue didn't speak, so he couldn't find a topic to talk about. Perhaps only by taking a big step forward could he calm down a little.
Going out of the east gate, you will see the moat.
Standing on the bridge connecting the city gate to the block on the other side, the moat, which is only twenty or thirty meters wide, flows quietly under the feet. Under the moonlight, it looks like a jade belt surrounding the somewhat noisy Songjiang City just around the corner.
Seeing that Tang Dao chose such a conspicuous location.
The two guards no longer kept their figures hidden, and were lined up at both ends of the bridge, looking at both sides of the bridge with vigilance.
Tang Dao had actually noticed the existence of the two guards a long time ago. Lieutenant General Wu had already set a rule at the combat meeting that all major general-level commanders in the army must be accompanied by four or more guards whenever they leave their respective headquarters.
The possibility of attrition due to war is at a minimum, and we cannot be careless on our own territory.
These two guards should have been personally assigned by the tall lieutenant colonel guard battalion commander who was not far from the lieutenant general. Although Tang Dao was not needed, it did not mean that he would refuse the other party's kindness.
"you......."
"you......."
The two men and women standing on the bridge asked questions almost at the same time.
Tantai Mingyue smiled brightly, "Ask first!"
"Aren't you supposed to be in the concession? Why are you here with the 67th Army?" Tang Dao searched his mind and could only find this little connection between himself and this great reporter. "Also, I read your battlefield diary and wrote
It's great, I thank you on behalf of all the brothers who participated in the Four Elements War."
"Have you finished asking?" Tantai Mingyue turned away from the coldness that Tang Dao saw last time. She gave Tang Dao a very feminine look and did not answer Tang Dao's question directly. "Then it's my turn."
“I’ve finished asking.” Tang Dao felt a slight toothache.
This is completely different from the way Tang Dao is familiar with dealing with men. You asked me to ask, but what is your answer?
“I want to ask, is that pen broken?” Tantai Mingyue cast her gaze into the distance and asked softly.
“What pen?” Tang Dao was stunned subconsciously.
A gust of autumn wind blew, and the air was filled with a murderous aura.
a little cold.
The reporter's fair face, leaning on the railing and looking at the river in the distance, looked particularly cold in the moonlight, and his curved eyebrows stood up imperceptibly.
“This?” Tang Dao, who always reacted very quickly to crises, opened his palms.
A delicate pen inlaid with jadeite is placed in the broad palm of Tang Dao.
The eyebrows that were a little brighter than the moonlight instantly returned to their curves.
He lowered his head slightly and his voice was so soft that he couldn't hear it: "It seems to be said in the Book of Rites: It is not polite to come but not to go!"
This is probably the most confident person Tang Dao has ever seen asking for gifts.
Tang Dao made a prompt decision.
Took out the gun!
The Browning rifle that Lieutenant General Guo gave him before coming to Songjiang.
It’s true that Lao Guo saw that Tang Dao, a dignified lieutenant colonel and battalion commander, was too shabby. He was already a lieutenant colonel of the Royal Forest Army. He still had a cannon hanging on his waist. Did he think he was the king of the mountain or the captain of the security team?
The firepower of that thing is so fierce that it loses face, right?
