Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 463: Chaos in New Beijing

Tang Qiuli couldn't answer his mother's question. From his mother's tone, it wasn't because of how old his son was as an official, but because at the airport today, so many officers were listening to his son's command, and the current situation, all of this was...

It was beyond the scope and imagination of my mother, who rarely left that beautiful and peaceful mountain village. It was like stepping on clouds, with an unsteady feeling and worry in her tone.

Also, what big thing did the son do? How much hatred does the Japanese have to attack the entire Tang family home? The mother cannot judge the good or bad of all this, and she is forced to leave the person who has penetrated into the bone marrow.

Coming to this strange place from my hometown, the mother could only ask her son how big an official he would be. In her opinion, the bigger the official, the more troubles he would have, the more unpredictable his future would be, and the more uneasy his family would be.

born.

The father in the front row took over the mother's words, "Don't you know this? Didn't you hear those officers call Qiu'er division commander? Division commander, he has ten or twenty thousand people under his command. How big an official do you think he is?" The mother was startled.

Is it feasible for my son, who is in his early twenties, to be in charge of ten or twenty thousand people?

Tang Qiuli couldn't answer. Mei Ting, who was smart and knew her husband's thoughts, took her mother-in-law's hand and said softly: "Dad, Mom, how old is Qiu Li? Let's put it this way, besides Chairman Chiang Kai-shek

, he is so big, and he has hundreds of thousands of troops, even Dingbian belongs to him!"

The old lady was so excited when she called her mother. At the same time, she was so shocked by her daughter-in-law's words that her head was dizzy. The father in the front row was even more shocked and turned around, looking at his son like a stranger. If nothing else,

Just on this fixed edge, the fast car traveled for three packs of cigarettes, and the high-rise buildings on both sides did not stop the flow of traffic. How big must this be?

The convoy turned a street and drove onto a wider street. The lights were on. The shops and shops on both sides of the street were brightly lit. People were passing by on the street. It was so lively. Dingbian at night was as vibrant as during the day. All of this

, all belong to the son?

There was silence in the car. Apparently, her parents were digesting Mei Ting's words. Mei Ting looked at her husband and didn't know if her explanation was right or not. Tang Qiuli nodded. These words must be told to her parents sooner or later. Mei Ting said it better than herself.

Say it's better.

At this time, the Mei Mansion was already very busy. The servants were busy setting the table and arranging everything for the banquet. They seldom paid attention to these chores. Mr. Mei personally went to the battle and directed everything. The Mei Mansion was also a famous family in the Moling area of ​​​​Jiangnan.

Prominent families, heirs of poems and books, pay attention to etiquette. It is the first time for in-laws to come to your home, how can it be done without making good arrangements?

He also had an idea in his mind that his uncle just got married without even his parents knowing about it. He made his own decision and arranged the marriage. He didn't know if his in-laws and mother-in-law would come later. He was a little bit worried.

If you are uneasy, you can't make any mistakes if you have nine etiquettes.

However, the old man was really a layman, and the more he gave orders, the more chaotic he became. The old lady unceremoniously deprived him of the right to command. After finally arranging everything, he was waiting for Tang Qiuli and the others to arrive. The old man became anxious again and kept asking who had asked for leave to go home.

Mei Xue, did your brother-in-law and the others have something that delayed them? Xue'er, please call and ask. Mei Xue was very happy. Did she make any phone calls during the convoy's trip?

When the motorcade arrived at the gate of Mei's house, their father and mother looked at each other and saw the grandeur and pomp. The in-laws were from a wealthy family. Mr. Mei personally welcomed him out. He took his father's hand and hurriedly moved to the table.

The two old ladies have long been affectionately called sister.

The sumptuous dishes were served like water, and the atmosphere at the table was warm and harmonious. Although Tang Qiuli's parents were from the countryside, they had the unique boldness and simplicity of Northeastern people, which was beyond Mr. Mei's expectation.

There were no words of blame, and he kept saying things like Qiu Li was young and ignorant, so let his in-laws worry.

Mr. Mei was completely relieved and in a good mood. He reciprocated the favor. The two old men exchanged cups and drank freely. Mei Ting kept pouring wine and serving dishes for the old man. The etiquette was thoughtful and natural. Tang Qiuli was accompanying her next.

Four old people, this scene was like a warm current, filling every cell of his life, making him as happy as floating in the clouds.

His father's face glowed red, and Mr. Mei sighed drunkenly: "My in-laws, my in-laws, thank you for giving birth to such a good son. My little daughter is blessed to have a good husband. God is wise, and the Mei family has such a good son-in-law." Then,

He told his parents about Tang Qiuli's achievements in detail, which shocked them to the point of being stunned.

This night, several old people were drunk, and Tang Qiuli was drunk. This was the first time since he came to North China that he got drunk so comfortably and happily. He didn't even know that Mei Ting was wiping his body carefully, he just felt

A fragrant, soft and smooth body, come close to yourself, hold it tightly with your arms, and fall asleep sweetly.

The Northeast, Xinjing, the capital of the Puppet Manchukuo, is also lit up with lights, neon lights flashing, and false prosperity. This northeastern city is dressed up like a beauty in her twilight years. Thick rouge cannot cover the eye-catching wrinkles on her face. Tang

Qiu Li's thorough "Three Lights" has not yet restored Xinjing's vitality. Although the Japanese government has invested a lot of money to keep the so-called capital from being too shabby, it is just a drop in the bucket and it is barely enough to survive.

According to the plan, Tang Qiuquan led more than 900 elite soldiers and sneaked into Xinjing in multiple ways. As for the Shaoguotun'er Airport, everything was as it was before, with lights on, except for more than a hundred Japanese corpses and everywhere.

time bomb, as silent as a cemetery.

It's also strange that I controlled the airport in the middle of the night for a whole day, and not even a single Japanese came. I only received two routine calls, and they were dismissed easily by soldiers who knew Japanese, leaving those who want to plunder the sheep and make a profit.

Tang Qiuquan was extremely depressed, and the soldiers were also disappointed.

Qiuquan's order to the soldiers is to let Xinjing burst into flames tonight. In a word, we are terrorists and Xinjing is a paradise for sin. The targets are Japanese military camps, Japanese-owned enterprises, various secret service agencies, and sporadic Japanese soldiers on the streets.

Soldiers and Japanese puppet personnel were divided into groups of fifteen, divided into four directions, and hunted freely. This was Qiuquan copying Tang Qiuli's words.

Xinjing, on one of the busiest streets in the city, at the gate of the Japanese Military Police Headquarters, two military policemen were standing guard, pacing back and forth boredly, their eyes constantly looking at the street. Whenever a young Chinese woman passed by, these two military policemen stood guard.

The guy not only screamed in a nice voice, "Flower girl is so good, she's working on the iron float!" He also vibrated his short penis obscenely, just like a male dog in heat.

They wanted to be dragged into the watchtower immediately, but due to the limitations of their responsibilities, they could not leave their posts, so they had no choice but to indulge in sexual intercourse. When they saw the Chinese woman running away in panic, the two guys laughed wildly, thinking that teasing the Chinese woman was a piece of cake.

I'm very happy and it's normal, because this is the royal territory of the Japanese and they can do whatever they want.

When the Chinese people passing by saw this, they dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything. They all walked around the gate of the Military Police Headquarters. There happened to be two ignorant ones, two young men, a man and a woman. However, the figure of the woman

He was tall enough and looked a bit stout. He walked and chatted, passing close to two Japanese soldiers.

Isn't this the flower girl who came to my door? The eyes of the two Japanese military policemen shone, thinking that this was the favor of Amaterasu and the grace of His Majesty the Emperor, they stretched out their paws and grabbed the girl, but the girl didn't

He resisted, let alone yelled, and was quite submissive, so he leaned closer, and the man also came close, nodding and bowing, as if to apologize for his good words.

The Chinese people passing by looked at the ugly appearance of this man and woman with disgust, and secretly spit on the ground. Soon, the two military policemen stopped moving and stood leaning against the watchtower in a very orderly manner. The man and woman

Enter Xian

In the courtyard of the Military Headquarters, more than ten people followed them in. The two military policemen on guard acted as if nothing had happened.

There's something fishy about this.

Suddenly, all the lights in the courtyard of the Military Police Headquarters were extinguished. Immediately afterwards, a violent explosion broke out. Fire and smoke came out of many windows of the building. Intensive gunshots and Japanese shouts were also heard.

After a while, the gunshots and explosions stopped, and the dozen or so people slipped out and quickly disappeared into the night.

Only then did the Chinese people on the street come to their senses. They were in chaos at that time. People were running for their lives in all directions. Oh my god, this is the Anti-Japanese Alliance's attack on the Japanese Military Police Headquarters again. Today is an eye-opener. Run quickly. A large group of Japanese soldiers will come soon.

He couldn't catch the Anti-League, so he took us to the top of the tank. As he ran, he said to his companions, "It's an eye-opener. To say that the Anti-League is really shitty (Northeastern dialect, it means very powerful). How dare you be in the Japanese homeland."

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A shrill siren rang out in the street, and a large group of Japanese soldiers came over and surrounded the place. They looked at the military police headquarters building that was ablaze with conflict fire, and stared there in a daze with big eyes and small eyes.

In the north of New Beijing, on a street near the Imperial Palace of the Puppetry of Manchukuo, Lao Zhutou, who was making a living here and running a food stall on the street, was unlucky today. Eighteen Japanese soldiers passed by on patrol and smelled the tempting smell of Northeastern snacks.

The smell is like a cat that smells fishy and can no longer move forward. He yells and screams for Lao Zhu to get up quickly. "The work of the Imperial Army Missi Missi" has been eaten here for more than a month.

Hours later, Lao Zhu’s inventory for the first few days was completely empty.

That's not all, because I was a little slow, and I am already in my sixties. I received several slaps in the face, my ears were buzzing, my eyes were filled with stars, and I was so busy that my waist and back ached. I finally let these things go.

The Japanese who suffered thousands of blows were eating and drinking, and Lao Zhutou cursed in his mind, "Why don't I choke you beasts to death?" But he still said good things and kept busy with his hands.

After eating and drinking enough, the Japanese soldier wiped his mouth, picked up his gun and left. Lao Zhutou felt sorry for the money for these meals. It would take at least more than a month to sell them. The Japanese soldiers were devoured in one meal. It was a small business, that was

The Japanese soldiers raised their eyebrows after enduring such trouble, and a Japanese soldier called out: "Old man, come over here, and the Imperial Army will give you a big golden ticket!"

Lao Zhutou walked over hesitantly, feeling sorry for the food and money overcoming the fear in his heart. As soon as he arrived, he was slapped hard on the face and kicked hard on the chest. There was a sharp pain, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.

On the ground, before he fell into coma, he seemed to see many figures, surrounding the Japanese.

(To be continued)