Chapter 710: The Night of Jinling

Looking at Tang Qiuli's convoy away, Yang Yongtai, secretary general of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government and chairman of staff of Chairman Chiang, had a fierce glint in his eyes, and then looked depressed, originally wanting to take the opportunity to beat Tang Qiuli's arrogance and let him know that the government of the Republic of China was not yet his turn to speak, and also to find an opportunity to get rid of this powerful figure who was Chairman Chiang's confidant in the future.

As Chairman Chiang's closest person, he knows the old man's mind very well, Tang Qiuli has risen to replace the CCP's confidants, as a staff member, he can only follow Chairman Chiang's intentions to do everything and do things thoroughly, the original plan was very good, but there was a deviation in the implementation, Tang Qiuli caught the flaw, and put all the military, police, and special departments in Nanjing into it.

Yang Yongtai understood the sentence, he didn't know that the department was going to be unlucky, and he was approached by this vice chairman with heavy troops, especially the spy of the Central Unification Bureau was arrested, and the truth was revealed, Chen Guofu and Ye Xiufeng were categorically disconnected, and even Chairman Jiang couldn't explain it clearly.

Yang Yongtai's mouth was full of bitterness, the Japanese Tanaka Hiroshi was missing, and the incident at the airport happened, and a wave of unevenness rose again, in his heart, he had an inexplicable fear of Tang Qiuli, he could be regarded as full of wisdom, careful consideration, and exhaustive calculation, but in front of this young vice chairman, he repeatedly missed, as far as the reorganization of the Red Army of the Communist Party of China, and as close as what happened today, he was used to fight hard, and the benefits were exhausted, and it was difficult to cut off the trend of letting it become big, Yang Yongtai and Chairman Jiang were the same, My heart is full of powerlessness.

Yang Yongtai was stunned at the airport for a while, looking at the wooden-brained military police, and the reporters who had not yet reacted from their shock, a wave of disgust hit his heart, sighed, got into the car, and went to Chairman Chiang's official residence to resume his life, and at the same time, it also brought another problem.

Tang Qiuli didn't know Yang Yongtai's thoughts, and he didn't bother to think about it, he didn't plan to see Chairman Jiang today, the special operations detachment had two treasures in his hands, he had to go and see it in person, if he didn't figure out the situation, he couldn't hold the old man's life, Mei Xue beside him, patted his towering chest, and the flushing on his face gradually receded, as if he had just recovered from the tense atmosphere.

The innocent little girl's appearance made Tang Qiuli laugh out loud, Mei Xue was embarrassed, and twisted in his arms unrelentingly, the mountain tiger in the front seat didn't dare to look back, but he couldn't hold back his laughter, after Mei Xue tossed like this, the really tense air just now relaxed.

Mei Xue couldn't calm down, the scene that happened just now was deeply imprinted in her mind, the fake reporter's compelling question, made Mei Xue's heart tense all of a sudden, although she didn't have as much of the world as her sister Mei Ting had seen, but she also knew that this was a malicious question, what surprised her was that Tang Qiu turned the situation around when she changed hands, and easily arrested this troublemaker, in her pure heart, she had a deeper attachment to the man she liked.

Tang Qiuli, who stroked Mei Xue's hair, how could he know that his fiancée would have so many little girl's thoughts at this moment, and her beautiful eyes looked at him brightly, as if she was looking at a new self, Tang Qiuli was a little inexplicable, but the tenderness and heat contained in it were enough to make him feel excited.

In the past few days, for Tanaka Hongichi, life is better than death, those Chinese, torture themselves with the law, he even explained the matter of urinating kang when he was a child, there is really nothing to say, Tanaka Hongichi has always believed that he is a real samurai, not afraid of death, full of thoughts of loyalty to the emperor and dedication to the Japanese Empire, for a real samurai, death is just the beginning of another reincarnation.

But he thought wrongly, he was faced not with death, but with various punishments that were more feared than death, not physical destruction, but mental torture, just the day before yesterday, these hateful Chinese actually put themselves in a box, surrounded by rats scurrying around, and, smeared honey on their bodies, allowing thousands of ants to crawl all over their bodies, as for other strange and strange punishments that Tanaka Hongichi could not name, he received them all, and after a few days, Tanaka Hongichi's spirit completely collapsed, The so-called arrogance of the Yamato nation and the so-called death of bushido are all gone.

What Tang Qiuli saw was that he was in a state of malaise, his eyes were dull, and he did not have the usual hysteria of the Japanese, and the kitten-like Koichi Tanaka, Tang Qiuli smiled secretly, these soldiers of the special operations detachment, I don't know how many strange methods were used in this guy, so as to remove the so-called death of their Yamato nation.

Hiroichi Tanaka looked up and saw Tang Qiuli, his already numb heart was shocked, he was replaced again, what is the hardship he suffered for himself today? Tang Qiuli didn't plan to talk nonsense with him, so he signed up, "I'm Tang Qiuli, the commander of the North China Independent Division, don't you want to say anything to me?" "It's enough, just these three words Tang Qiuli are enough to make Tanaka Hongichi's soul out of his body.

Hiroichi Tanaka was shocked, in the eyes of all Japanese, the number one enemy of the Japanese Empire, who killed hundreds of thousands of imperial troops, Tang Qiuli, who was regarded as the devil of China, was really in front of his eyes, Tanaka Hiroshi was discouraged, he always thought that he was in the hands of the intelligence agency of China, and there was still a glimmer of life.

However, it fell into the hands of Tang Qiuli, for the Japanese, especially the Japanese soldiers, this is a name that represents death, without waiting for Tang Qiuli to ask, Tanaka Hongichi almost kept repeating all the situation, Tang Qiuli listened very carefully, there was a detail that aroused his interest, the Japanese government in the treatment of the Nanjing issue, made two preparations, if no peace is reached, it will use force.

That means that the war in the south will break out again, and this information is very valuable, so it is best for the Japanese to cut off Chairman Chiang's idea of unilaterally seeking peace, but Tanaka Hiroichi does not know the specific deployment of the Japanese army and the methods it will adopt, and according to the analysis of the actual situation, it is unlikely that the Japanese army will fight on the northern and southern fronts, and after a series of defeats, the strength of the Japanese army has suffered great losses, and the Japanese cannot afford to fight such a battle, at least within this year.

The rest is to rely on superior air power to carry out strikes, and the first choice must be in areas that can cause deterrence and psychological panic to the Chinese military and civilians, and Nanjing is their only target, and the Japanese can drop bombs on Chinese soil, but they cannot afford to throw them, and they can still concentrate a few hundred planes to bomb Nanjing, and Japan's air force can still do it.

Tang Qiuli immediately left the secret stronghold of the intelligence station of the Independent Division and returned to his residence, this place had been tightly sealed by the guard brigade, he had to think carefully, there was nothing more than the bombing of Nanjing, the anger of the Japanese defeat, this matter should be reported to Chairman Chiang, the fate of the millions of peaceful residents of Nanjing, he was not allowed to use it as a bargaining chip to achieve his personal goals.

Tang Qiuli's plan was very simple, it was the same as borrowing the hand of Okamura Ningji in Shanxi to move Yan Xishan, let the Japanese planes and bombs spread all over the world, drive away Chairman Jiang, and let him hide in Chongqing, which is located in the southwest, which is very easy to do, the key is that the lives and property of so many Nanjing residents cannot be ignored by Tang Qiuli, and his conscience does not allow him to pretend not to know.

Push open the window, the evening breeze of Jinling in June, with a faint fragrance of flowers, the lights of thousands of homes, lit up the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the land of gold dust, maybe a few days later, Tanaka Hiroshi has no news again, those Japanese madmen will do it, all the beautiful Qiē here, about to come to naught, Tang Qiuli's eyes, there were fireworks all over the city, and the terrifying scene of corpses everywhere.

He closed his eyes painfully, because of his appearance, Nanjing escaped the bloody massacre in history, but he still couldn't stay away from the war, and this qiē, he couldn't do anything, if it was the Japanese Army, Tang Qiuli would never worry, but the beast from the air, the power in his own hands, was not enough to resist, even if Chairman Jiang took out all his family resources, it would be useless.

The only thing that can be done is to make early preparations, evacuate the citizens in advance, and turn Nanjing into an empty city, but this is to convince Chairman Chiang that, with the current relationship between the two, can the old man who wants to get rid of himself and then be quick to listen to himself? There are also those high-ranking officials in the national government who are eager to fall into the abyss of no return, and they are fueling the troubles, and perhaps Chairman Chiang will misinterpret his intentions and suspect that he has other plans.

A lightly fragrant, gentle body, gently leaning on Tang Qiuli's back, a pair of snow-white jade arms, hugging his waist, the two soft balls on his chest, transmitting a signal of longing to be caressed, a strand of hair hung down over his broad shoulders, Tang Qiuli sniffed the fragrance, stretched out his arms back, hugged his slender waist, his hands slid down, round buttocks, the elasticity was amazing, and suddenly "Bang", what he saw was Mei Xue, who was lightly dressed and thinly furred, and her eyes were like silk.

This girl is obviously Cheng Dù, who has been so emotional that she can barely control it, maybe she has returned to her hometown, remembering every day and night in Jinling Women's University, thinking about the man in front of her, what kind of heart-wrenching thoughts, so that Mei Xue is still unforgettable, the fragrance of flowers on a spring night in Nanjing, recording her wisps of sorrow, a qiē in front of her, there is an unreal feeling in a trance.

Tang Qiu stood away from the window, and the occasional passing car, if the light was bright, shone on his majestic figure, turning into a statue in the evening breeze in Jinling in late spring and June, Mei Xue looked at it stupidly, and was a little stunned for a while, a craze rose from the lower abdomen to the heart, she needed a physical carnival to confirm what she had now.

Tang Qiuli felt the amazing temptation and heat exuded by the delicate body in his arms, but tonight, his mood was filled with the upcoming Nanjing bombing, hugged the weak and boneless Mei Xue to sit on the sofa in front of the window, gently stroked her round shoulder, and no one spoke, maybe it was such tranquility that gave Mei Xue the atmosphere of calming the overflowing lust.

Her breathing gradually eased, I don't know how long it took, Tang Qiuli was surprised to find that Mei Xue was asleep in his arms, he shook his head, took the clothes with infinite pity, covered them gently, and set his eyes on the deep night sky.

(To be continued)