"You all go down first and send someone to repair this corner overnight."

Zhao Shanhe was sure that Zhang Qingshan was deliberately delaying time, and he was too lazy to answer Zhang Qingshan's words, but turned around and all his subordinates around him to help him away. Then, he glanced at Zhang Qingshan and glanced at Wang Wu beside Zhang Qingshan. The meaning was obvious: I have sent my people away, should you let the person beside you leave for a while?

I have a good talk with you, but you play with me. Now, I obviously take the initiative, but you want to talk. If you are not so beautiful, you are the advantage of taking the initiative. Zhang Qingshan smiled, but never made any statement. Seeing this, Wang Wu next to him was naturally indifferent, and he still wanted to look around and appreciate the night view around, just ignore Zhao Shanhe's eyes.

Seeing that the two guys were interested in making a fuss with him, Zhao Shanhe was also angry: It was you who were going to talk to me now, and it was you who made a fuss with me now. Humph! Do you really think I'm easy to bully? At worst, I'll do it hard and apply oil to the bottom of my feet. Let's see how you can do to me.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shanhe's smiling face gradually closed and he said seriously: "Captain Zhang, it seems that everyone doesn't need to talk about it?"

Without giving Zhang Qingshan a chance to speak, Zhao Shanhe turned around and left: "You two are fine!"

When Zhang Qingshan saw that the guy had such courage, he was very surprised. He quickly grabbed him and said with a smile: "Company Commander Zhao, how could he stop talking?"

Zhang Qingshan naturally hoped to take advantage of the subsequent negotiations. It was obvious that he pulled him to stop and immediately realized that he was fooled: this guy was deliberately using this method to force himself. However, since things have come to this point, nothing can be done, so he can only talk seriously.

"Lao Wu, go there to enjoy the night view. I will tell you something to Commander Zhao."

"yes!"

"Wait!" Zhang Qingshan took out a whistle and handed it to him, and smiled and said, "If you have something to do, just blow the whistle. The artillery below will know what to do when the whistle sounds."

Wang Wu agreed and looked at Zhao Shanhe: Everyone understands that Zhang Qingshan did this on purpose so that he could take the initiative in the following formal negotiations. At least it is certain that Zhao Shanhe dared not threaten their lives.

In fact, Zhang Qingshan and Wang Wu are really a bit judging a gentleman with a villain's heart: as a standard soldier, Zhao Shanhe really never thought of threatening them with the safety of each other's life during negotiations, because his pride in his bones made him disdain this.

Next, the two of them had a bright starry sky above their heads and stepped on the dim earth, negotiating in the wind of the mountain. No one knew what they had talked about. After more than half an hour, they both shook hands with a smile. It was certain that they reached an agreement.

More than half an hour later, Zhao Shanhe and a guard and Wang Wu went down the mountain. The company's deputy company commander and others accompanied Zhang Qingshan to drink and eat meat in the village. It can be seen that in the agreement between the two, they went to each other as hostages in the other camp to facilitate the completion of the agreement reached.

Zhang Qingshan was not restrained at all while eating and drinking with these enemies, jokes, punching, etc., especially his smile, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable smiles: three points of excitement, seven points of expectation, what kind of expression would Zhao Shanhe look like behind the scenes?

Zhao Shanhe and the other two went down the mountain along the path. On the way, he always kept asking Wang Wu's words openly and secretly, wanting to find out the truth and reality of the Red Army. Wang Wu is also an old world, how could he be fooled like this? He either answered without any leakage or just looked at his side.

When he arrived on the road, Zhao Shanhe began to increase his pace because he wanted to witness with his own eyes the mighty lion that could cause him great shock by just the neat marching. What kind of troops was it?

The closer we were to this group, the more Zhao Shanhe was looking forward to it. Finally, he saw this team still standing in line with torches from afar. It was imaginatively full, but the reality was very skinny!

See it! See it!

Seeing the people in front clearly, Zhao Shanhe was really excited: it was indeed a mighty teacher. Look at these people, everyone had thick eyebrows, big eyes, strong expressions, and looked at the mountain without looking sideways. Even their standing posture was as standard as a pillar. When the warriors gathered, you could feel a kind of majestic aura coming towards you from afar. In order to conceal it, it was naturally true and false. Therefore, the rows of people in front were indeed carefully selected and would never make any fraud. Therefore, this was the first impression Zhao Shanhe had seen from afar.

But the fake must be fake, there will always be the moment when it is exposed. With Zhao Shanhe's pace, he finally saw through the illusion and imagination and saw the cruel reality.

When he walked to the soldiers standing in front of the team, he deliberately slowed down his pace, as if he was looking at them, as if he wanted to find out the inappropriate points from their standing posture and even their eyes. But as he looked, suddenly when he saw that the soldiers behind him had torches inserted at both ends of their shoulders, his face turned a little white.

He walked over quickly and looked at the warrior carefully, especially the torches on both ends of the warrior's shoulders, and then looked at the back of the team. Seeing that it was all the same, his face was pale and angry.

He pointed to the torch and looked back at Wang Wu, but couldn't even say anything, but his fingers were shaking violently. Finally, he stepped forward and pulled out the torch on the left shoulder of the warrior, looked at the torch again and again. Finally, he smashed the torch to the ground, and stepped forward like anger, stepped on the torch again and again, and stepped on it several times after extinguishing his hatred. At this time, his face was already ashen.

"Commander Zhao, you"

It was fine if Wang Wu didn't speak, but he spoke, as if reminding Zhao Shanhe and letting him find a vent. He stood up straight, turned around and stared at Wang Wu like a hungry wolf, but he didn't say anything, but his lips were shaking so hard that he had a bad temper. He might have been scolded by the irritable mouth.

Wang Wu's face was serious, but he was happy: Ha! Ha! Company Commander, you shouldn't stay on the mountain, but you should see this guy's expression with your own eyes. It was really wonderful: resentment, shame, fierceness, helplessness, all kinds of meanings, but you don't have the word "happiness".

However, Wang Wu did not dare to leave him and laughed elsewhere because he felt that he had an important task at this moment: the guy in front of him was so angry that he vomited blood, and he had to save him at the first time. Otherwise, if he was really angry, it would be a big trouble if it spread out. Others would say that we killed him, and they would never say that he was angry that he was angry. Thinking of this, his eyes swept around the three treasures: he would vomit blood. At that time, it depends on your ability.

"Good means! What a fucking good means." Zhao Shanhe finally spoke after holding back for a long time, but when he heard what he said, he was no longer just shame and anger, admiration and regret, and helplessness: What can he say? If he was fooled, he was fooled. He had to come to this point, and everything was a foregone conclusion. Senseless accusations will only further reflect the opponent's cleverness and his own inferiority. His strategy is not as good as others, and he deserves to be teased! After all, the two sides are in a hostile relationship. The other party just wants to deceive Wujiabao's defense, not killing him. It is enough to give face. If you are willing to accept the loss, what else can you force? Besides, the other party does have artillery. If you really want to attack, Wujiabao cannot be fired? By the way, you have to look at the other party's artillery and artillery. This is a technical job. You can't fool me, right?

Thinking of this, he swallowed the anger and said to Wang Wu in a cold voice: "Is your artillery position?"

Immediately, under the leadership of Wang Wu, he came to the artillery position composed of nine small steel cannons lined up. Although these nine small steel cannons were not the twelve ones mentioned by Zhang Qingshan, the effect of nine small steel cannons lined up was still shocking. Somehow, they were obviously the enemy's artillery, and when they saw this situation, they should be worried and thinking about how to crack it, but why did they have no extra thoughts in their hearts, but they could only breathe a sigh of relief and comfort themselves and thought: Fortunately, this small cannon is real, and it is not all about fooling me, otherwise, I would have become a fucking fool and a joke. From a psychological point of view, this is also a self-healing method and consciousness of the human body. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would die by being angry.

Then, I met Erlangzi again. After asking, I learned that he was originally from a family and participated in the revolution after being captured. He found an excuse to comfort himself: it turned out that we were born and just turned over to the past. If it were such talents trained by the Red Army itself, it would be amazing and completely subverted their understanding of the Red Army. Fortunately, although they were still a little shocked, they had not yet reached the level of shock to subvert their perception.

Just as he wanted to meet someone who had such a clever plan, he was about to speak, but he heard the sound of steps coming from behind him. Turning around, he saw a gentle young man walking over with a few soldiers. The young man looked at Zhao Shanhe and smiled and walked over quickly, stretching out his hands, apologizing: "Company Commander Zhao, please calm down, calm down. We really have no choice but to do with the Wujiabao where you are in charge, so we have to make a mistake in this worst case. Please understand."

"Zhao is willing to accept the loss, he is not angry, he only admires him, but he doesn't know who you are, sir?"

"I am Hu Yingze, the instructor of the assault company."

"Assault company?" Zhao Shanhe looked back at Wang Wu in confusion. Wang Wu could only hold back his smile and explained: "We are not a battalion organization, but a company."

"So, Battalion Commander Zhang should be Company Commander Zhang?"

After Wang Wu nodded, he lowered his head, afraid that Zhao Shanhe would see the corner of his mouth that had been curled up, and at the same time, he was worried that Zhao Shanhe would be angry. But in fact, Zhao Shanhe was not angry at all, no! To be precise, he was already angry and helpless: he could put such a big battle to deceive Wujiabao, which he was guarding, and verbally change the level to deceive himself. Relatively speaking, what is this? Is it worth getting angry?

After all, he is a soldier and likes to go straight. Zhao Shanhe is not polite at all, and doesn't even need a simple greeting. He directly asks for a meeting: "Zhao lost this time and is deeply admired. I wonder which expert did these masters do this? Can Zhao ask for answers in person?"

After everyone was stunned, they looked at Zhao Shanhe with a smile on their faces.
Chapter completed!