Age of Conquest Reborn

Stilwell looked at Tang Qiuli with a dark face. Even if he wanted this meeting to be a complete success and knew Tang Qiuli's personality, he would not agree to such a request. Otherwise, he would

The U.S. Army should stop messing around.

The spittle of the soldiers can drown him. As the chief of staff of the American overseas garrison, in order to please the Chinese, he personally ordered that his subordinates be shot. Damn, are you still an American general? How do you think it is Tang Qiuli?

of a dog

Looking at Stilwell's almost blazing eyes, Tang Qiuli smiled and said: "What? General Stilwell, are you excited? It seems that you still have not correctly understood my request. As the Republic of China

Deputy Head of State, for the sake of the reputation of our allies and to deal with our common enemy, I don’t want to make the matter bigger. I also accept your and General MacArthur’s apology. This is over.”

Stilwell was confused by Tang Qiuli's attitude. You keep saying that you want the lives of more than 30 American soldiers, but here you say that the matter is in the past and let bygones be bygones, so why are you so angry? Take a step back.

It’s good for everyone, but Stilwell doesn’t think it’s that simple.

Sure enough, Tang Qiuli continued: "My official status has given up the pursuit, but my status as a man, especially as a Chinese man, does not allow me to let go of those who insult my wife. Of course, I must stand on the side of fairness."

In accordance with Western practice, I proposed a duel to the thirty-four American soldiers who insulted my wife. Moreover, the method of duel was chosen by them, and life and death were left to God, so as not to embarrass you, General."

A mouthful of Stilwell's blood almost spurted out. Is this still the Tang Qiuli he knew? With such rogue logic, can you tell the difference between your official identity and your private identity? Let's see if you want a duel.

Your opponent is lying on the ground and can breathe. You are lucky. If you want to duel, what is the difference between that and massacring them?

Stilwell's face turned dark purple and his body was trembling slightly. It was obvious that his anger was on the verge of exploding. There was nothing he could do to deal with this Tang Qiuli. Why did he insist on taking the lives of these soldiers? Could it be that?

Is it his so-called "Chinese man's dignity? Bullshit, it's just an excuse."

Should he take this opportunity to get rid of this difficult and vindictive Chinese? After racking his brains to weigh the pros and cons, Stilwell felt a murderous intention in his heart. All of this could not escape Tang Qiuli's eyes.

With his eyes narrowed and a sarcastic smile hanging on his lips, Stilwell felt good about himself and the Chinese. He was still an American. The things in his heart were *.

We are from the same place, but the way we behave is different.

Regarding today's incident, as long as MacArthur came forward and gave himself an explanation and apology, the outcome of the matter would not be so bad. No matter what, he had to let the Japanese see that he and the Americans were partners and brothers. But MacArthur's attitude made

Tang Qiuli couldn't let the matter go easily

American soldiers violated military law and passed it off lightly. If today's scene happened to MacArthur, Americans from top to bottom would definitely be unyielding. As for the threat of force, that is a necessary method. They must also shoot the perpetrators.

The soldiers tried to calm down the anger of the Americans, but now it's their turn and they can't stand it anymore?

I, Tang Qiuli, am not Li Hongzhang, my military division, nor the braided soldiers of the former Qing Dynasty. Today, I am going to fight MacArthur. As for urging the US military to strictly enforce military discipline, uphold justice for the locals, and redress the grievances of the Filipinos,

Avoid being harmed by American soldiers again. Damn it, bullshit. Tang Qiuli doesn’t want to sing this high-profile song.

The people from Luzon, who are born to look like slaves, have nothing to do with me. They deserve to be bullied by the Americans. But it won’t work for me, Tang Qiuli. They just want to slap MacArthur in the face, and it’s yours.

What can you do on the territory? Tang Qiuli himself wondered, could this be considered a battle of wills?

It probably had little to do with his morale. Tang Qiuli vaguely felt that his challenge would be of great help to the purpose of the trip. This Stilwell had murderous intentions. How dare he do it? Or should he?

After a little beating, the Americans who are accustomed to being boss know the importance. Tang Qiuli got the right one, and MacArthur asked for it.

Based on his understanding of MacArthur, in order to achieve his own goals, this guy would even do things like licking others' butts. It would be very difficult for him to bow his head in front of the Chinese. Tang Qiuli just wanted him to bow his head, unwillingly.

, you have to bow your head even if you are not willing to do so.

Shanhu remained calm on the surface, but inside he was in a state of turmoil, "Is Xiaoqiu's request too much? Will there be any results if the Americans shoot their own soldiers? This is on their territory, and

, this kind of thing, in the eyes of Americans, is not a big deal at all."

Shan Hu wanted to go back to his thoughts, but the calculation in his heart was not ambiguous at all. Under the instructions of his eyes, the two special guards were behind the road shop without anyone noticing. Once there was a sudden change in front, they would protect Mei Xue and

Lao Songtou evacuated safely. At the same time, the remaining six special guards were fully alert and kept looking at Stilwell from the corner of Shanhu's eyes.

It seems that Xiao Qiu is determined to kill these American soldiers. There is a stalemate between two times. Once the Americans dare to take action, Stilwell is his hostage and can protect Xiao Qiu and evacuate safely. Who knows, this Stilwell,

It was still a talisman to return to Kunming. He visually measured the distance. In just three seconds, the gun in his hand could be pressed against Stilwell's head.

Tang Qiuli suddenly suppressed his smile and said in a cold tone: "General Stilwell, I would like to advise you not to have other ideas. Don't think that you can do whatever you want in a place controlled by you Americans.

Since I dare to come to Manila, there are countless ways to leave here. As for this Allied Supreme Military Conference, I will just treat it as a farce. Another point is that your US military troops stationed in Southeast Asia and the South Pacific must prepare

Bear the wrath of nearly a million soldiers of our ** division"

After saying that, the murderous look on his face disappeared in a flash, and he changed to a relaxed tone, and then said: "Of course, I will explain the abnormal and even discriminatory treatment I encountered in Manila and what the Allied soldiers did in the Philippines.

What he did should be made public to the public, so that everyone in the world can see what American soldiers, including their generals, are."

The sweat on Stilwell's face fell. It was not the fear of having Tang Qiuli's thoughts revealed, but Tang Qiuli's words indicating the fact that he clearly realized that this trip to Manila would never be a success.

It will be champagne and flowers, applause and laughter. Then, he will have designed various response plans in advance. Only God knows how many people of his formidable mysterious force sneaked into Manila.

Once the relationship with Tang Qiuli completely breaks down, the Americans' days in Southeast Asia and the South Pacific will be numbered. They will face two-sided attacks from the Japanese and Chinese. What kind of allies are they? There are only eternal interests. In the face of interests,

It is not impossible for Tang Qiuli and the Japanese to reach some kind of agreement to jointly carve up the sphere of influence of the United States. Nothing is impossible in this world.

Once my worries become reality, I, Stilwell, will be the sinner of the United States. That MacArthur will never lend a helping hand. Otherwise, he will not be MacArthur. When the matter reaches this stalemate, Stilwell understands,

Own

Tang Qiuli wanted MacArthur, and he had noticed the murderous intention in his heart. Perhaps, he had established some kind of friendly relationship with Tang Qiuli at the moment when he had the murderous intention.

Nothing left

Stilwell smiled bitterly and said: "Vice Chairman Tang, such a major matter is beyond the scope of my power. I must report to General MacArthur. I'm sorry." Tang Qiuli said gently: "General Stilwell

, I am patiently waiting for your reply, but one thing is unchangeable. These American soldiers who insulted me and my wife must pay the price with their lives. This is my bottom line."

An hour passed, two hours passed, and Stilwell still hadn't come back. The U.S. military police who stayed at the scene were about to have a nervous breakdown. They didn't notice that there were many figures around the shop, mixed in with the onlookers.

Among the citizens of Manila, the division commander and others have not returned to the hotel after the scheduled time.

The more than 20 special agents staying in the hotel immediately realized that something was wrong. After reporting the situation to the Chief of Staff Yang Ketian, a few people were left behind to prepare for emergencies. The other special agents inquired along the way.

This incident almost caused a sensation in Manila. It is not difficult for the special agents to find this place. They are all comrades who cooperate with each other tacitly. In such a situation, the special agents know what to do.

At this time, Stilwell was in MacArthur's mansion, looking in pain like a bull whose eggs had been stepped on. He was angrily walking around the living room and yelling at Tang Qiuli's commander. MacArthur could do nothing.

Only this, as Tang Qiuli judged, the behavior of the American soldiers forced him into a corner, and he did not dare to take any excessive actions towards Tang Qiuli.

MacArthur had scolded enough and was tired. He only thought of Tang Qiuli's threats, but never thought that because of his arrogance and discrimination, the lives of these thirty-four American soldiers would be ruined in his hands.

If he had been willing to come forward at the beginning of the incident, Tang Qiuli might not have been able to kill these American soldiers.

But everything happened. Even if MacArthur calls Tang Qiuli now Grandpa, everything is too late. If those damn soldiers are not shot according to Tang Qiuli's request, Tang Qiuli will leave Manila decisively before the meeting, just like

As he said, if he wants to leave, no one can stop him, not MacArthur, not Stilwell.

Then MacArthur's plan, which was carefully planned to persuade or force Tang Qiuli to send troops to attack the Japanese army, would all come to nothing. The protagonists would be gone, and the rest of these trash fish would do anything improper. Within a few hours

, MacArthur was weighing the pros and cons, and finally came to the conclusion that these soldiers must abandon

To be continued (To be continued)

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