When the wooden pole that Lu Xianping aimed at was halfway exposed in the Japanese trench, he was so angry that he spat and cursed. There was a white flag tied solemnly under the wooden pole.
At this time, the raised white flag was constantly waving left and right, so that the snipers of the hateful Liantai Militia on the opposite side of the trench could see the flag. In order to prevent the other side from seeing it clearly, the white flag was waved like this for several minutes.
Only then did a head emerge from behind the parapet of the trench, and then he carefully leaned out of the trench, still holding the white flag high in his hand and waving it continuously, and then two more people stood up.
"Colonel Changhai Mingrong, your goal has been achieved! Let's go over now!" A fat man with a happy face who was pushed outside the trench said helplessly to Changhai Mingrong who was standing behind him.
For the first time, Li Changfu felt that knowing Japanese was not a good thing.
He never expected that he was just transporting a batch of goods from Taiyuan to Liantai County when the two armies started fighting. What was even worse was that he was actually detained by the Japanese army, even though he took out the garrison commander stationed in Taiyuan.
Although he received approval from the ministry, the other party still did not let him go. The captain who led him clearly told himself that the purpose of arresting him was to use him as a middleman and translator.
Changhai Mingrong said coldly: "Li Sang, shouldn't you be very happy that you can come to Liantai County in this way? You must know that according to the regulations of the imperial army, spies like you who resell supplies will be killed.
Head! Although the Chinese on the opposite side shelled and bombed us, it is not difficult to chop off a person's head in front of the position."
"Your Excellency Colonel, what you are talking about refers to spies engaged in espionage activities, and I am just a businessman, and I have obtained permission from the Taiyuan Garrison Command, so your accusation is not valid. If you insist on doing so in front of the Chinese army,
If you kill me face to face, what you get back won't be fear, but just bombs."
Of course Li Changfu understood the threat of Changhai Mingrong, so how could a businessman who has been doing business in two places these days not have a little courage? Faced with the threat of Changhai Mingrong, Li Changfu resisted without being humble or overbearing.
"idiot!"
Changhai Mingrong's face turned dark. He never thought that a lowly businessman would dare to talk to him like this. For a moment, he almost wanted to take out the saber from his waist and chop off his head.
But this was just a momentary impulse. Changhai Mingrong had to admit that what this fat businessman said was probably the truth. If a large-scale bombardment was caused because he hacked to death an unimportant businessman,
Fighting or even bombing, I'm afraid the division commander will be angry.
Taking several deep breaths, he suppressed the anger in his heart and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Li Sang, this time I am going to meet the commander of the Chinese people on the other side. You will be my translator. Whatever I say, you will
What translation do you understand?"
"I understand!" Although he didn't like the Japanese colonel, Li Changfu knew very well that people had to bow their heads under the roof.
When three people holding white flags appeared in the Japanese trenches, Lu Xianping and every sniper or observer on the front line were obviously stunned. They couldn't figure out why the Japanese came over holding white flags and took a look.
He is a Chinese man. If this is correct, it should be translated.
Lu Xianping carefully observed the Chinese man walking in the middle through the scope. When he talked to the Japanese man behind him, he always had a sneer on his face.
These three people walked slowly towards the front. They were all dressed differently. The one holding the white flag was a private wearing a helmet and ordinary military uniforms. The Chinese man walking beside him was wearing a mandarin jacket. At first glance, they were the same.
He was dressed as a businessman, while the Japanese behind him were wearing woolen military uniforms. Take a closer look.
"My mother, this is actually a colonel."
Lu Xianping's index finger on the trigger couldn't help but tighten...
"What, the kid sent someone here to negotiate, and the leader is a colonel?"
Gao Hongming, who was discussing matters with Chi Yaohui, was slightly shocked. The 6th Division and the 108th Division had all arrived around Liantai County. Tens of thousands of them had spread out in stages, ready to attack at any time, but now they sent people over.
Negotiation, what the hell is Sakai doing?
When he looked at Chi Yaohui with some doubts, he saw his chief of staff slowly mouthing: "A delaying strategy."
Soon, Changhai Mingrong, who was waiting on the battlefield, saw a superior soldier walking up to him and said coldly: "Our family leader has said that if you come to surrender, he will welcome you. If you come to persuade you to surrender and make peace,
Then go back and forth, no war has ever been won by words. Strength always determines the outcome!"
"Nani?"
Changhai Mingrong was shocked when he heard the news. Gao Hongming opposite him actually refused to see him. This was almost unimaginable to him. Aren't Chinese people the most etiquette-minded?
No matter how fierce the fighting is on the battlefield, if the opponent sends an envoy, the commander will receive him. But this one refused without even meeting. This is not in line with his inherent understanding of the Chinese people.
Seeing the surprised colonel, the superior soldier continued: "Our regimental commander also said that if you can't get it on the battlefield, you can't get it at the negotiation table. If you really want to negotiate, then let us use machine guns and
Can the cannon do the talking?"
"Bagaya road!"
"That Gao Hongming really said that?"
In a rage, Xia Yuan Xiong Mi looked at Chang Hai Ming Rong with a red face as if he were eating people.
"Yes, your Excellency, the division commander." Changhai Mingrong lowered his head slightly. When he first heard this sentence, his reaction was even greater than that of Xia Yuan Xiongmi. If he hadn't seen the people around him pointing at him.
With ten black muzzles, he would definitely explode.
"This despicable Chinese man, how dare he?"
Shimomoto Xiongya was so angry that his nostrils opened and closed, so that several nose hairs were exposed.
But he was the division commander after all, so he quickly calmed down, "By the way...Xia Yuanjun, did you find anything after you went to the Chinese position? What is the difference between the Liantai Militia and the general Chinese army?"
Knowing yourself and the enemy will ensure you can fight a hundred battles. This is a truth that all military commanders understand. Naturally, Shimomoto Xiongmi also wants to know more about the enemy on the opposite side.
"There are indeed found, but not many."
Changhai Mingrong frowned at first, and then his expression became serious.
"Since I only stayed in the first trench of China War for a while, I didn't see much, but even so I could see a lot. The Liantai Militia and the largest China force we have ever seen.