Yan Wushuang shouted, and the guards of the 48th Army rushed in with guns in hand.
Zhu Shengzhong and the guards of the Independent Regiment held their guns. The two sides were at war with each other.
Commander Liao understood quite well and immediately stopped: "Why do you want to rebel? Who let you in without my order?"
The guards of the 48th Army thought the same thing. It was not an order from the military commander. What were they doing here?
But when they saw the gunfire and Commander Liu lying on the ground, they didn't know what they should do at this time. Should they follow the military seat's order and exit, or should they stand here and continue to protect the military seat's safety.
Because it was obvious that the gun-wielding young commissioner should be the one who shot and killed. Many of them had seen this man.
The appearance of the Dragon Boat Festival and the identity of the special commissioner made it difficult for them to forget after seeing it once.
Dragon Boat Festival once visited the 48th Army headquarters, the time when he sold weapons to Commander Liao. If it were an ordinary officer who only met once, the guards would have a hard time remembering him.
But Dragon Boat Festival is an exception. Whether it is his military uniform that is always full of blood, or his hair that looks like wormwood, or his slightly playful smile, and his gangster image, they are all deeply unforgettable.
So they could only choose to remain silent at this time and stand here looking at each other.
But at this time, Yan Wushuang still did not give up instigating the conflict between Commander Liao and Duan Wu. She even wanted to put Duan Wu to death. As long as Commander Liao could order Duan Wu to be locked up, she would have a hundred ways to make Duan Wu die without a burial.
place.
Poisoning, assassination, no, no, no, these are all too childish. She could make the 32nd Division mutiny and break into the cell where Duanwu was held and beat him into a sieve.
Thinking of this, Yan Wushuang hurriedly spoke: "Military, no matter what identity this person is, it is unforgivable for him to kill Commander Liu at the headquarters of our 48th Army. Please order his arrest to set the record straight!"
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"this?"
Commander Liao hesitated, because if he were an ordinary person, he would really dare to do this. Is it just Dragon Boat Festival?
Commander Liao was hesitating, but he didn't expect Dragon Boat Festival's gun to be pointed at him.
"Ah, no!"
Commander Liao was shocked and was about to stop him, but he didn't expect that Duan Wu had already opened fire.
boom!
The gunshot rang out, and Yan Wushuang, who was unaware of it, suddenly had a bloody hole in his head.
Yan Wushuang's eyes were wide open, and she would never have imagined that Dragon Boat Festival would suddenly open fire!
However, was Yan Wushuang's identity discovered by Duanwu?
No, she simply died from talking too much.
And this is perhaps the most tragic and inexplicable death of a Japanese spy in China. It was not because his identity was exposed. He died because he talked too much. I don’t know how Japan’s THT will evaluate this death of a senior spy.
Ttech's elite spy, Hell Butterfly, is about to break into the top brass of the Chinese military. But he ends up talking too much. This is simply too funny.
At this time, even Commander Liao was frightened. He raised his gun and killed people, and Yan Wushuang was standing beside him. If the muzzle of Duanwu's gun was deflected again, even him would be sent away.
"If you talk too much, I will kill you in Yushan."
Duan Wu cursed and turned to leave. Who dared to stop him at this time?
But the blinded Commander Liao suddenly remembered something. He had an arms deal with Duanwu. He also prepared a dinner at the military headquarters. But the most important thing was that he wanted to find out why Duanwu killed people when he arrived at the military headquarters.
"Special correspondent? Dinner, the dinner is ready."
Commander Liao chased him out, but Duanwu ignored him at all.
Commander Liao didn't know why Duanwu was so angry, and wanted to ask Zhu Shengzhong. But Zhu Shengzhong only left him a hum. Commander Liao didn't give up, and saw the gentle reporter Fang, who seemed to be easier to talk to.
He secretly grabbed reporter Fang and said, "Brother, please ask, why did the special commissioner insist on killing Liu Ying without even asking?"
Reporter Fang glanced at Duanwu who was walking away, turned around and smiled and said: "Commander Liao, this, hehehe!"
Commander Liao was also a veteran, so he didn't understand this. But he had no money, and only a watch was of some value. He took off his watch and patted it gently in Reporter Fang's hand.
Reporter Fang looked at his watch and put it in his coat pocket, then added: "The special correspondent said that Liu Ying lost Yushan, which only shows that he is incompetent. But if he did not arrive at Sanchakou in time to set up defenses, then he was stupid.
But the most important thing is that our independent regiment blocked the Japanese army from Yushan at Sanchakou, and the entire regiment was almost wiped out. The first and third company commanders of the special agent company were both killed. Especially Zhou Dabang, who came from Sihang Warehouse.
He followed the regiment to fight out. So Liu Ying deserves to die!"
"oh!"
Hearing this, Commander Liao understood. Just as reporter Fang was about to leave, Commander Liao suddenly thought of something and asked, "What about Yan Wushuang? Is she a female prostitute?"
Reporter Fang hooked his left index finger there. But Commander Liao's most valuable watch had already been given to Reporter Fang. Apart from his own gun, he only had a pen in his jacket pocket.
He took out the pen and gave it to reporter Fang, saying: "This is a gold pen. It's worth more than 40 yuan."
Reporter Fang nodded with satisfaction, and then whispered again: "She died because she talked too much. These were the original words of our group. But I don't think it is,..."
"What are you doing, Lao Fang? Come back here quickly."
At this moment, Duanwu cursed because Reporter Fang was driving for him.
Reporter Fang quickly replied: "Here he is, right away."
Reporter Fang agreed and wanted to leave, but Commander Liao grabbed Reporter Fang and refused to let go because he had spent money.
Reporter Fang said helplessly: "She is a Japanese spy."
Reporter Fang was a complete fabrication, because only Xie Jinyuan knew the reason why Yan Wushuang was killed in Dragon Boat Festival. And Reporter Fang only heard a little bit of news. And he felt that this did not constitute a reason for the killing, so he made up the reason for the Japanese spy.
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Sure enough, this reason was sufficient, Commander Liao slowly let go.
At the same time, reporter Fang took the opportunity to escape. He may not like that watch very much, but as a reporter, a pen is an indispensable weapon.
He had seen the pen owned by Commander Liao. It was the most precious Heirloom series of Parker pens. So when I got this pen, reporter Fang couldn't put it down.
But as soon as he got in the car, the pen in his hand was snatched away by Dragon Boat Festival.
Reporter Fang was angry at that time: "Why did you steal my pen?"
Duan Wu was playing with the pen and said, "You betrayed me and came back with something like this?"
"··············"
Reporter Fang was speechless. He had forgotten all about this. The man in front of him was an old fox more cunning than a hunter. What could be hidden from him?
He said helplessly: "He just asked you why you killed Liu Ying. Isn't this a big deal?"
Duanwu suddenly said seriously: "How do you know it's not a big deal when you fart? There is a reason why I didn't tell him. Because if I didn't tell him, he would think I had done something wrong and report me to Nanjing. And Nanjing
Lao Yang would call me and scold me.
And when I explain the situation, Lao Yang will feel sorry for me. If I ask him for people or guns, he can't refuse. You ruined my big event just for such a useless pen. Will you replenish the soldiers? Weapons and ammunition.
Are you coming to supply me with supplies?”
"this?"
Reporter Fang was stuck at that time because he felt that he had ruined the Dragon Boat Festival plan.
But little did he know that this was just a story Duan Wu made up casually. With his current relationship with Secretary Yang, could he still use this method? The only thing he was worried about was the chain reaction after killing Yan Wushuang.
That's all.
The consequences of killing a division commander may be shocking. But after fermentation, many people will thank themselves.
Because if you ask a junior officer if they hope their superior will die, they will laugh in their hearts.
Why are you laughing?
The reason is simple: unless their immediate boss dies, they will never get ahead.
So Duan Wu was not worried about killing Liu Ying, but Yan Wushuang, the social butterfly, was worried.
Is it that easy for Yan Wushuang to yell in front of Commander Liao? And he was promoted to captain at such a young age without even having any military exploits. A captain is an officer at the company level.
Duanwu didn't know what this person's background was, but as a social butterfly, she definitely knew more than just the 48th Army. Duanwu had no choice but to do what those big shots who could only think with the third leg would do for Yan Wushuang.
Know.
But it is conceivable that a violent storm may be coming soon.
But are you afraid of the Dragon Boat Festival?
Maybe not, because it’s easy to see from the smile on his lips that he might be brewing some conspiracy! ...
ps: Brothers, let me tell you some good news. Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I wish you all a Happy New Year in advance. Of course, I will be busy during the New Year. There is no time code for busy books. Moreover, there are a lot of editors who want manuscripts and urge me to write them.
Book. An editor sister has urged me six times at most. I promised her to publish the book in July, but I haven’t fulfilled it yet. It will probably be after the new year. Hahaha!
Okay, no more nonsense. In addition to wishing everyone a happy New Year, I would also like to thank my brothers for their recommendation, monthly tickets, and subscription support. Although the recent subscriptions have dropped completely, falling from the top ten to outside the top one hundred. But
The book is still persisting. The most important thing in writing a book is persistence. Or kneeling and persisting,...