Chapter 1199 Han Fuju is ready to give away his head!
"Ah, cut! Ah, cut!"
Han Fuju stood at the window and sneezed several times in succession.
He was a smart man and knew that someone was scolding him, so he pointed to the sky outside the window and scolded: "Scold me, right? Scold me! Scold me! If you scold me, I won't lose a piece of flesh on my body."
snort!"
Han Fuju kept chattering as if he was suffering from a demonic disease.
He was angry. As soon as he withdrew from Jinan, the Japanese were defeated. The Japanese Second Army almost did not withdraw from Jinan because of this.
Therefore, he was angry about his fate. Just after he left, the Japanese were defeated, and he just missed a free victory. If this spreads out, won't his colleagues laugh to death?
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that he offended that lunatic Dragon Boat Festival.
This lunatic killed two division commanders without even blinking an eyelid.
Han Fuju touched the back of his head and felt a chill on his neck.
He thought, should he make a phone call to explain. But then he thought, the Dragon Boat Festival didn't even call to raise troops to accuse him, so why should he feel uncomfortable? What's more, he is the king of Shandong, with three armies and companies under his command.
He didn't even take the Chairman seriously, let alone a mere Dragon Boat Festival?
Thinking of this, Han Fuju felt a little relieved. He didn't care about anyone. I just withdrew my troops. What can you do to me?
However, at this moment, the communications officer knocked on the door and was waiting at the door.
"Meeting?"
Perhaps, this is also an opportunity for him to successfully escape from trouble.
Of course, under normal circumstances, bandits do not dare to easily provoke the troops. But what if they defect to the Japanese? That is another matter.
Zhang Renjie said: "That's great. I'll go back and send this news to Comrade Marklov."
Of course, he didn't know that the Chairman of the Generalissimo already knew all the little tricks he made. Otherwise, even if he borrowed some courage, he would not dare to leave Shandong to hold any combat meeting.
Therefore, Dragon Boat Festival had to take precautions and asked the elder of the third battalion to send a special agent platoon to follow the car and escort Zhang Renjie back to the Eighth Route Army station.
The communications officer bowed in response and then withdrew. He knew this kind of thing very well, because before every meeting, Han Fuju would ask who would attend the meeting. He was afraid that the chairman of the committee would ask for it.
his head.
This carriage was brought by Zhang Renjie because this time, he needed to take away the Japanese military tickets in Dragon Boat Festival and transport them back to the Eighth Route Army station.
The Dragon Boat Festival saw Zhang Renjie off, and at this time, seven or eight carriages were parked on the street outside the courtyard of the command room.
Apart from him, Han Fuju is another bird.
This bird is a dead bird. When he arrives in Kaifeng, Han Fuju will die.
So for this meeting, Duanwu felt that the chairman might want to kill two birds with one stone.
Because even if it is a small group of bandits, there must be thirty or forty people.
Duanwu understood what the chairman meant. But he couldn't hide. He could only take one step and watch one step.
Han Fuju snorted coldly and said: "Hmph, what kind of trouble is this veteran trying to do? By the way, go and find out who has been notified."
Han Fuju knew very well what he had done.
Han Fuju waved his hand, and then the communications officer walked in and said: "Commander, there is a call from Chongqing, saying that a meeting will be held in Kaifeng."
Duanwu thanked you again: "Thank you, Lao Zhang. Without your mediation, I think this matter would not have been so smooth. It is true that the situation here is not very good now, otherwise I would definitely invite you, Lao Zhang, to a big restaurant for dinner."
Yes, hahaha!”
But Duanwu didn't want to get married so early, because it would affect his ability to lead troops to fight. And once he got married, he would have more worries.
Zhang Renjie shook hands with Duanwu again, then turned and left with his guards.
Zhang Renjie thanked him again, and then left with the others.
Duanwu said: "Then I won't keep you, Lao Zhang, but I have to send a transport team to escort you, Lao Zhang, back. There are wars everywhere now, and the road may not be peaceful!"
However, Han Fuju was killed by the chairman of the committee, and he still had to do it, so he needed to think about it.
At this moment, it was Zhang Renjie who called for the Dragon Boat Festival. He looked at the sky and saw that it was almost noon. He had to rush back to the Eighth Route Army's station before dawn.
Duanwu smiled quickly and said: "Haha, OK, there is no problem in Chongqing. You can go back and convey it to me. Just tell me that the plane has to land at the airport in Kaifeng. I will pick it up personally when the time comes."
"yes!"
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At the same time in Bengbu, Duanwu had received definite news from Secretary-General Yang that the Soviet plane could land in Kaifeng and that the Chairman of the Generalissimo would also go to Kaifeng.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
The communications officer quickly explained: "It is a joint military meeting between the First War Zone and the Fifth War Zone. All military commanders and above must participate, and the Chairman of the Committee will personally come to Kaifeng to preside over the meeting."
However, judging from the complex situation in the region today, more than a dozen escort teams are simply unable to cope with emergencies.
At this time, Lao Abacus whispered in Duanwu's ear: "Tuanzu, we just gave them the money. What if they go back on their word and take our money without giving us weapons and equipment?"
"Comrade Dragon Boat Festival? Comrade Dragon Boat Festival? How are you? It's getting late. If there are no problems, I will go back."
Zhang Renjie smiled and said: "That's good enough. We in the Eighth Route Army only eat thin noodles during the Chinese New Year. Okay, then I'll leave. It's getting late now. I have to get back before dark."
Go to the station."
However, why did Duanwu avoid the Chairman? The first was forced marriage. The Chairman and Mrs. Meilin always wanted him to marry Tang Jiujiu as soon as possible.
Next to each carriage, in addition to the driver, there were two Eighth Route Army soldiers. They were the escort team sent by the Eighth Route Army.
Secondly, the Chairman has always suspected that he has connections with the underground party, so it is very likely that this time, he is still planning to transfer him back to Chongqing. Dragon Boat Festival does not want to go to the rear. The Japanese are now eyeing him, and it is precisely to serve the country as a soldier
The time has come for you to live in retirement instead of living behind the scenes.
Han Fuju was surprised, because all the little devils had retreated, so what kind of meeting was there?
Duanwu smiled and said: "First, the Eighth Route Army would not do this. It is not worth ruining its reputation just for such a small amount of money. And second, if you are really right, we will not lose anything.
You don’t know yet, right? When Lao Zhou saw the Japs’ military coupons, he set a fire and burned them, and he still regrets it now, hahaha!”
"You kid, what are you laughing at?"
Just as Duanwu was laughing, unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhou Weiguo's voice appeared behind him.
Duanwu looked back and saw that Zhou Weiguo's face was not good-looking, so he knew something was wrong.
As for what happened, we can only find out by asking!