"Xiao Shanzi, what's going on?" The future general looked suspiciously at Liu Lang, who was selling an unknown medicine in the gourd, and asked loudly.
"Reporting to the commander, Lieutenant General Zhao Shoushan, commander of the 17th friendly division, is visiting." Xiao Shanzi said hurriedly after entering the room and saluting the two of them respectively.
"Huh? Zhao Shoushan of the Northwest Army, that's an old friend. He just withdrew from the front line of Hebei. If you don't dig up his position, why did he come to my poor place first?" The future general couldn't help but be a little surprised, and looked at it again.
Looking at Liu Lang with a smile on his face, he finally understood who Liu Lang was referring to when he just said that there is a protagonist who has not yet arrived, and it is this one who dares to love. He laughed and said: "Since it is the Lieutenant General who is visiting, I should act accordingly.
Welcome, Colonel Liu, how about being a guest?"
"Mr. Chen invites you, Liu Lang dares not to obey?" Liu Lang smiled slightly and hung a book bag in front of this cheerful future general.
"Haha, you're such a gay brother!" The future general smiled and nodded at Liu Lang before heading out the door.
When dealing with a person with the personality of a future general, Liu Lang also rarely showed his true temperament. Obviously, the effect was overbearing, and being too serious was counterproductive.
This is not the kind of tact that "talks to people and tells ghosts to others". A tactful person can only leave people with a good impression for a while, but it is difficult to last long. Liu Lang's tact, which has always been principled, is much stronger than this.
Over the past few years, Liu Lang has not only become more and more like a commander, but also has become more mellow and comfortable in his conduct. The "Tiger of the Western Regions" who was once sharp and angular is more like the "Fox of the Western Regions".
A fox whose fighting prowess is not inferior to that of a tiger and who knows how to use his brain and wisdom is naturally more terrifying than a tiger who prefers to use force and is too lazy to think, whether as a single soldier or in command of an army.
If he meets that bullshit Japanese young master Hiroshi Minamoto again at this time, Liu Lang is confident that he will be killed by military assassins within ten moves. Now, Liu Tuanzuo is using his vaginal legs more and more
Once he became proficient, even Xiong Si, who was as strong as Xiong Si, couldn't help but pinch his legs when he saw him. In fact, after some skills became instinctive, they used them unnaturally.
A bear can't bear to be kicked like that.
He is still an underage panda! After suffering a loss, the future national treasure, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, stopped playing wrestling with Liu Tuanzuo.
Sometimes this person! I really can’t think about it, but as soon as I think about it, he appears.
Especially enemies. In other words, men generally cannot think about men.
Just when Liu Lang accompanied the future general of the Republic to meet another "uninvited" protagonist.
Far away in Hebei, in Zhengding City, an important town in Hebei that had been captured by the Japanese 20th Division, a Japanese major, wearing a white shirt and yellow military trousers, sitting cross-legged on a chair, was taking the trouble to clean his samurai sword in the house.
The sharp samurai sword was spotless and unstained, but the Japanese soldier still kept his eyes fixed and slowly wiped the sharp blade with an oilcloth. Looking at his gentle eyes and careful techniques, it seemed that the blade was
The tenderest skin of the girl under him.
"Your Excellency Yuanyi, please invite your Excellency the division commander." A Japanese second lieutenant walked into the door, bowed his head respectfully to the Japanese major who was wiping his blade very carefully, and reported.
Who else could that Japanese major with a resolute face be? Liu Lang thought that Yuanyoshi Honggang was no longer his enemy? Liu Lang didn't know that when he came to Jindong, the Japanese who ambushed and assassinated him in Beiping City
The martial arts genius also came to northern China, which was only 100 kilometers away from the Niangziguan area where he was. If the Japanese army marched at full speed after capturing Shijiazhuang, they would meet each other in two or three days at most.
However, this time, it was not in Beiping City, but on the frontal battlefield.
"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, if you don't deploy the imperial army to capture the Chinese Shijiazhuang, why do you want to see me?" Minamoto Yoshihiro never took his eyes off the sharp blade in his hand, still looking like a hanging man who would make any Japanese general angry to death.
So said.
"It seems that we have received information about the deployment of the Chinese troops on the Shanxi front line. The Guangyuan Independent Regiment in Sichuan has arrived in Shanxi." The Japanese second lieutenant, who is the communications officer of the 20th Division Headquarters, carefully explained what the division commander had deliberately revealed before his arrival.
Tell this to this arrogant major.
There was no way around it. As the only direct heir to the great Japanese noble Minamoto no Yoshi family, let alone a mere lieutenant general, he was the biggest leader of the North China invading army, Kogetsu Kiyoshi, and Minamoto Yoshihiro Kogang had the same attitude.
He joined the army not to add generals to the shoulders of these civilian generals, but to hone himself on the bloody murderous battlefield.
"Independent Regiment, Liu Lang?" Yuanyoshi Honggang's gaze suddenly burst into excitement, and he murmured to himself. "Liu Jun, are we going to meet?"
He murmured so "affectionately" in a soft voice. For those who didn't know, they thought it was this Japanese major with a strong body and a resolute face who was missing his lover?
Langtuanzuo, who was still accompanying the future general to welcome guests as far away as Niangziguan, felt a chill in his vest and couldn't help but sneeze.
Paralysis, is that bitch talking about me again? Lang Tuanzuo complained silently in his heart. Anyway, it is definitely not a beauty. If it is a beauty, it is mostly like that ----- soft and fragrant.
The intuition of Lang Tuan people is very keen. When a man is missed by a man, it really makes his body tremble!
"Please reply to the division commander, Minamoto Yoshihiro will be here shortly." Minamoto Yoshihiro just threw away the wiping cloth, sheathed the katana in a dignified manner, and said solemnly.
"Hi!" The Japanese second lieutenant nodded in agreement, turned around and left.
"Liu Jun, I don't know if you will like the gift I brought you from the Northeast?" Yuanyoshi Honggang picked up a dark red triangular military thorn from the table, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
His eyes were full of awe.
Four years ago, after his battle with Liu Lang, he understood something after being seriously injured. He was not defeated because he was not good at martial arts, but because his martial arts was in the training ground. Even if there were hundreds of enemies, it could not compare to Liu Lang's life and death in a hail of bullets.
The physical instinct trained by walking in time.
So he came to Northeast China. In three years, he personally killed at least fifty Chinese rebels. Most of the Chinese rebels were just Chinese civilians. Although they were stubborn, their combat power was limited. Except for the fact that they used shell guns as submachine guns.
The marksmanship he used made Minamoto Yoshihiro feel a little bit threatened, but in terms of individual combat capability, Minamoto Yoshihiro really didn't take him seriously.
But he finally met a master. In Liaoning, two masters struggled with him in the snowy mountains of Northeast China for more than half a month. Of course, the final outcome was that he used the special attack team trained by his subordinates to find out in the mountains.
They followed their whereabouts and went alone to break their necks with his own hands.
The military spur he collected was the trophy of that battle.
He didn't want to kill them, because not only did he smell the scent of a familiar opponent from the military spikes they carried, but their fighting will was as strong as Liu Lang's. Even in the final desperate situation, they were still fighting back.
.
Such an enemy, even he, has earned his respect. If they can survive and finally accept the leadership of the Japanese Empire, it may be the best outcome.
Unfortunately, Yoshihiro Minamoto knew from their final counterattack that it was an impossible goal. The way to show his respect for such enemies was to kill them.
Have you ever seen warriors whose legs have been kicked off and whose arms have been twisted alive, but they are still fighting with their heads and teeth? At least Minamoto Yoshihiro has not seen it in his Imperial Warriors.
Therefore, Minamoto Yoshihiro could only fulfill their wishes with some regrets and send them on their way with his own hands. Although there was no fear, no unwillingness, and even a trace of satisfaction in their eyes before they died, their minds were as strong as he could not help but feel.
Get chilly.
What kind of enemies did Japan provoke? Minamoto Yoshihiro just knew why they were satisfied. The two masters died well. Before he killed them, they had already assassinated them in an area of 500 miles.
Two majors, five captains, three lieutenants, and a small team of 13 people were massacred on the mountain road back to the military camp.
If those two masters were trained by the fat Chinese man, then how far will he grow to be now?
Gently stroking the cold thorn in his hand, Minamoto Yoshihiro was filled with great anticipation.
Minamoto Yoshihiro, who is looking forward to it, may not know that Liu Tuanzuo will always be Liu Tuanzuo. The moment he saw the military assassin, Liu Lang's eyes immediately turned blood red and he just raised one. He had already been erected.
One time with the middle finger: "You little devil, I'll fuck you until you die."