"Wait a minute, Mr. Colonel, I remember there is a saying in China: It's a pleasure to have friends come from afar. At the invitation of your commander, I worked tirelessly to come from hundreds of kilometers away. I just got off the train.
Just being driven away by you, wouldn’t it mean that you have lost the etiquette that your Chinese civilization attaches the most importance to?" Okabe Naosaburo suppressed his anger and stepped forward and said.
It was definitely impossible to leave, so we could only try to reason with Er Pangzi. Major General Naosaburo Okabe felt unspeakably aggrieved.
"Pfft!" Liu Lang bared his teeth in amusement. "General Okabe, first I have to correct you for a mistake. Your research on Chinese culture is really not deep enough. When friends come from afar, the important thing is not the distance, but the friends.
Not to mention that our two countries are at war now, but in the past, do you think it was you, Japan, who regarded me, China, as a friend? Or did I, China, regard you, Japan, as a friend?"
"The friendship between China and Japan still has a long history. The current war is a decision made by the top leaders of the two countries, and is not something that you and I as soldiers can restore. I deeply regret this." Naosaburo Okabe tried to hold his breath.
He caused the blood pressure to rise sharply, causing the blood vessels to burst, and he answered with a forced smile.
If he didn't have to exchange prisoners of war to save his own future, Naosaburo Okabe would have liked to strangle the ignorant fat man in front of him immediately. Does he know who he is talking to?
"Wrong, you Japan has been eyeing China for a long time, hoping to grab some food from my vast land. In other words, we are just a target that you have been coveting for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Liu Lang shook his head, "As for us, since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, you are just a vassal state on a small island on the coast of the East China Sea. How can we say the word "friend"? So, friends come from far away, Okabe
The general's use of it is indeed somewhat fallacious."
"You..." Naosaburo Okabe almost vomited blood from the poisonous mouth in front of him.
What do you mean by grabbing something to satisfy your hunger? The majestic Japanese Empire dared to say it to this person. It has been a bunch of beggars since hundreds of years ago. The latter part is even more annoying. They simply say that since the Tang Dynasty, Japan has been just a subordinate of China.
It’s just a country, and it’s simply not enough to be on par with the Chinese.
However, he was unable to refute it, and it seemed that this was the truth.
"Mr. Colonel, may I ask, is the negotiation plan discussed between Your Excellency the Commander and His Excellency General Judaichi of the Front Army Terauchi to let you, Colonel, humiliate me, Naosaburo Okabe? If so..." His eyes turned black.
Naosaburo Okabe now seemed to have the aura of a Japanese major general.
"No, I'm afraid General Okabe misunderstood what I meant. I mean, you should use common sayings like "don't hit someone with a smile" and "don't be surprised if you are polite to others". After all, Chinese culture is too profound and profound.
Even though I was born and raised here, I can't guarantee that I can understand its essence!" Liu Lang sighed with a slight smile on his face.
Calm down, calm down. Naosaburo Okabe kept telling himself in his mind. This weakling must have been specially sent by the Chinese commander to knock him out first, and then gain the upper hand in the subsequent negotiations. This must be the case.
In fact, every word Langdanza said was venomous and to the point. The piece of equipment he brought this time that was captured from the 29th Chinese Army was not used in exchange for the return of Lord Saigenji.
Well! It’s not wrong to say it’s a gift. But, no matter how you listen to it, it feels so awkward. You feel so awkward that you want to kill someone with a knife.
"Mr. Colonel, I think it's a waste of time for you and me to bicker here. It's better to go to the negotiation table to talk about business first! I think your general in charge of negotiations is already waiting impatiently." Naosaburo Okabe
Just stop talking nonsense with Liu Lang and get straight to the point.
In fact, what the truth means is that you, a little colonel, don’t indulge in talking. It’s not your turn to negotiate. You are just along the way.
"Oh?" Liu Lang glanced at the dark-faced Japanese major general with a half-smile, then stretched out his hand to guide him, "Okay, I'll do as I please. In view of the gift brought by General Okabe, even if I just sit down and just sit down,
If you want to drink the northwest wind, you also need to sit down for a while, please."
...
Damn your legs, Naosaburo Okabe suppressed a sigh of relief and stopped looking at a certain fat man. He desperately warned himself not to be like uneducated people.
The negotiation location was not far from here, at the Dongcheng Gate, only six hundred meters away from the train station. It was just an electric lamp connected by wires, and a long table and two benches were placed in the middle.
In Liu Lang's words, it would have been nice if we didn't set up a table in the open air and freeze the little devil's grandson to death. Anyway, he has a thick layer of fat and is not cold.
For the infantry squadron led by Naosaburo Okabe, the Chinese side did not hold back too much and allowed them to follow until they were 200 meters away from the negotiation position before prohibiting them from moving forward.
They even designated a 400-meter-wide area for them to guard in their own way. Even if they took out their individual engineers to dig simple trenches, no one would care. In front of the six Bofors Mountain Cannons, no one would care.
Speaking of simple trenches, even digging holes in the ground will not work! Ling Hong, who is responsible for the security here, is fully confident that he can wipe out them all within ten minutes.
At the same time, the Chinese side only sent an infantry company. Opposite the Japanese army, they also set up light and heavy machine guns. When the security forces from both sides arrived at the city gate where the negotiations took place, no soldiers entered except for the officers participating in the negotiations from both sides.
Not even a single soldier could be seen on the city wall illuminated white by the lights.
Although we know that there are countless guns and artillery pointing at this place in the darkness that cannot be seen from the outside, but for the Chinese to be able to do this, it is already a sign of face, and at least they have the appearance of sincere negotiation.
That is, there is another fat man who is not very sincere in negotiating.
Taking Jiro Shimizu and two confidants from the general staff, Naosaburo Okabe, into the somewhat crude city gate, his expression changed involuntarily. There was no one in front of the so-called negotiation table.
"Colonel, what do you mean?" Naosaburo Okabe asked angrily.
In fact, it is more about using anger to cover up their fear. If the Chinese want to tear up the agreement, it seems that he will be the first to be unlucky. Who let him have the glittering rank of major general on his collar badge?
The other two major staff officers couldn't help but look a little pale.
"General Okabe, please." Liu Lang stretched out his hand and pointed to the opposite side, "Everyone, please be patient for now." Then he sat down first.
Naosaburo Okabe was slightly startled, what does this mean?
"Please allow me..."
"Wait, there's me." Following the voice, the future general strode in, "Everyone, I'm not too late!"
Seeing the military rank on the collar insignia and the aura of the visitor, Naosaburo Okabe and others could only breathe a sigh of relief at this moment, although the Chinese general in charge of the negotiation did not understand etiquette very well.
It's late, but after all, I don't mean to play with them. As long as we can talk, everything is easy to talk about. It's better than running here eagerly, not getting anything, and losing your life here in the end.
As for how many hostages are in hand, no matter how many are killed afterwards, there will still be a ball? All of them were kicked in the head like a ball by the Chinese.
Seeing the uninvited future general, Liu Lang had a wry smile on his face and felt a little warm in his heart.
The exchange of prisoners of war with the Japanese is a good thing from any point of view. However, for fear of causing complications, the future military god and Commander Zhao did not report to the superiors, including the Jindong Theater Command. Tang Huaiyuan and Cun Xing came here.
Because Qi wanted to share the profits from the spoils, even if he knew about it, he pretended not to know and did not express any opinions on it.
This left a huge hidden danger. No matter what angle you looked at, it was a serious crime to trade with the Japanese army privately without the permission of the superiors. Once you were criticized by someone who was interested, it was only a trivial matter to lose your official position, or you could be jailed.
The two lieutenant generals entrusted Liu Lang to be the leader of the Chinese negotiating team. It is not that they dare not take responsibility, but that they must be responsible for the officers and soldiers under their command. And Liu Lang? He took the first credit in this battle.
With such power, there is still the leader of the 200,000 Sichuan Army standing behind him, and at the time of this war, not to mention the Jindong Theater Command Commander's Department will not be easily offended, even the Military and Political Department will eventually turn a big issue into a trivial one.
none.
In other words, it is most appropriate for Liu Lang to come forward in this matter. If anyone else comes forward, this matter may become a time bomb for his future.
So from the very beginning, a few people had a tacit understanding that only Liu Lang would be responsible for the negotiations, and the rest would just sit back and wait for the results.
The future general came anyway, worried that Liu Lang was too young to be able to deal with a group of old and cunning Japanese devils on his own, so coming to help Liu Lang calm down the situation might be just one aspect.
The risk he took was huge, even much greater than Lieutenant General Zhao, who currently belongs to the 53rd Army.
The name "privately negotiating deals with the Japanese" is placed in the future, but it is ten times more terrifying than it is now. As a veteran party member who has experienced countless correction and counter-correction movements of the Red Party over the years, he will feel more guilty than anyone else.
Clearly, this time bomb could blow him to pieces within the party at any time.
But he still came, sat next to Liu Lang with a smile, and said in a loud voice: "Mr. Okabe, please introduce yourself. My surname is Chen, the major general and brigade commander of the 18th Group Army. This time you and I are negotiating for the exchange of prisoners of war."
group......"
The future general's gaze slid across Liu Lang's face, and a trace of determination flashed across his face, "Head of the negotiating team."
Liu Lang had a wry smile on his face.
It was agreed that I would be the regiment leader? Does this demote my official position again?
However, there was only warmth in Liu Lang's heart but no resentment. Although there was only one word difference between the leader and deputy leader of the negotiation team, there was a lot of mystery in them. He finally knew the real reason why the future general insisted on coming.
Already.
This old man, this time, took great pains and really risked his life for Liu Lang. It is impossible not to be moved.
Looking at the entire eastern Shanxi front line, I am afraid that only Deputy Zhang Tuan and this one are the only ones who know his true identity and political leanings. He directly appointed himself as the head of the negotiation team, doesn't he just want to take most of the responsibility on himself?
Even if someone uses this to attack Liu Lang in the future, Liu Lang is just a deputy, and as a subordinate, he has to obey orders.
It can be said that whether it is with the national government or the Red Party, the future general will completely pick off Liu Lang at this time.
"General Chen, Konikiwa!" A smile finally appeared on Naosaburo Okabe's face, and he stood up to say hello to the future general.
Damn it, he finally met the real owner. He no longer had to face that "two-pole" fat guy. If he continued chatting with that fat guy who wasn't very good at chatting, he extremely doubted that his high blood pressure would rise to the point of explosion.
This was probably the most straightforward statement made by the poor Japanese Major General Chief of Staff of the North China Front.
Unfortunately, the fact is that he has to continue chatting with the "two-pole" fat guy.
"The person next to me is Colonel Liu, the deputy leader of our negotiating team this time. Because he went to school and is good at arithmetic, he will be fully responsible for the negotiations between you and me this time." The future general smiled warmly.
The smile that had just appeared on Naosaburo Okabe's face suddenly stiffened.