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Chapter eight hundred and thirty: On the way to Xinxiang

"Send a telegram to Luo Qianzi, and give him the troops in western Shandong to his full command. If you are in power, you don't have to report everything and ask for instructions."

"OK."

"It's time to go, military seat, are you riding a horse or taking a car?"

"Let's take the bus." Leng Feng thought for a while.

Leng Feng left with the military headquarters. Except for the troops guarding the palace, he was the last one. Someone had already taken the lead.

The military headquarters is not big, but not small. There are always hundreds of people, and with the guards, there are thousands of people. Besides, the New Army gradually withdraws from western Shandong, and even cities like Jining and Yanzhou are handed over to the Third Army.

Even the Sichuan Army immediately evacuated Yanzhou, with the 29th Division and the 74th Division of the Third Army taking over. These two troops are recruiting troops in Jining and Yanzhou.

Japan drew a lot of troops from its homeland to China, but did not take action immediately. It is estimated that they also knew that they were hasty to send troops, afraid of repeating the same mistake again.

Therefore, the frontier of the Japanese army in Yanzhou was still calm, but the atmosphere was still very tense, and the small friction was constantly rubbing, but they did not gain much advantage.

The Japanese army was indeed afraid of the Sichuan Army. The lesson this unit taught them in Teng County was bloody. It was such a miscellaneous army they looked down upon, which delayed them for a week, and killed as many as 3,000 soldiers (part of the credit should be counted on the Honorary First Division).

This lesson is too profound.

"elder brother?"

"Xiaoyue, why haven't you left yet?"

"There are still some things to deal with in the field hospital. Sister Jing and I stayed there. The last group left, and the wounded and others left first." Leng Yue ran over.

"That's right, then how do you go?"

"The carriage is loaded with medicines and other supplies. If there is no means of transportation, we can only hike." Leng Yuexii looked at Leng Feng and said.

"You are so clever, don't you just want to get my car? Come on." Leng Feng laughed and greeted her, "You girl, no one should say anything about this little care."

"Brother, and Sister Jing."

Leng Feng saw that the jeep was only four positions, and the driver, Xiao Xia, and Guo Weiquan, happened to be four people. If Leng Yue wanted to come up, it would be a big problem to squeeze out one more person. If there was one more person, it would be too crowded.

"Martial throne, your war horse is still empty, why not ride your horse, right?" Xiao Xia turned around cleverly.

"Okay." Leng Feng nodded. His war horse was captured in Nanjing, the one that Matsui Ishigen entered the city. This horse was not qualified to own in the New First Army except Leng Feng, and it is even more impossible to use as a pack horse. Therefore, as long as Leng Feng does not ride, the horse will only be empty.

Only Xiaoxia knew that Leng Feng really didn't care much about this horse. If it weren't for its special significance, he would have sent him to the baggage team.

However, this horse is indeed handsome, fat and strong, and is a good horse as a young man.

Xiao Xia is Leng Feng’s guard and life secretary. If he does not have any objections to the rider, it may not work if he changes to others.

Besides, you can't let Tang Jing ride a horse, as that would be a must-have gossip.

Guo Weiquan got off the seat behind and sat in Xiaoxia's seat. Then Leng Yue pulled Tang Jing, who was reluctant, and forced her into the car.

The woman is already thin, and the three of them are not too crowded when sitting in the back row.

Leng Feng sat on the left, mainly to facilitate getting on and off the car at any time and dealing with sudden military affairs. Tang Jing was squeezed in the middle, and Leng Yue was on the far right.

"Drive!"

The team was on the road, and the road was not very flat. In addition, it rained the night before yesterday. Although it had been blowing for a day, the road was still muddy and slippery.

If two delicate girls were allowed to marching on foot on this day, it would be a real pain.

The road is uneven and it is easy to bump. Leng Feng's jeep was seized by the Japanese army in Juancheng. The person in charge of the trophy was seen as American and had a very new quality. Besides Leng Feng, who else is qualified to take this car?

So the car was assigned to the military headquarters. Of course, Leng Feng did not label it as his own special car. As long as the military headquarters had something to do, anyone could use it.

To be honest, it was the first time Leng Feng was sitting next to a girl at such a close distance. Even if he had had so many intimate contacts with Wu Xiaoyun, it was a very short moment. There were still not many cases of "sweeping with his ears".

Tang Jing tried hard to keep her body and prevent herself from leaning towards Leng Feng. However, when she was in the car, she couldn't borrow the power under her feet. She was not a martial arts master and couldn't control her. The more she wanted to control her, the more she couldn't control her. She had only walked hundreds of meters. She had leaned against Leng Feng five or six times, and she couldn't help but fall directly into his arms two times.

Leng Yue deliberately added fuel to the fire. She could help her, but she even reached out to push her.

Leng Feng saw the two women's small movements, which was really a little funny. Leng Yue has not given up on matching him and Tang Jing yet.

He didn't want to say something, but he cut the mess quickly and turned around and had to deal with the two old men at home, to be precise, four old men.

This is the biggest trouble. Both elderly people in the family are those who keep their promises. They will never agree to the marriage that was decided on a small scale. Stubbornness is really a terrible belief.

The reason is not impossible to explain, but others don’t accept it. If you talk about democracy to an emperor, he will listen to you. If he listens, the first thing he will finish is himself.

Leng Feng had already warned his eyes several times, but Leng Yue, the girl, pretended not to see it, and still did what she wanted, which made Tang Jing very embarrassed. Sitting between the two, it felt like she was sitting on pins and needles and needles, and life was like years.

This is like getting on the thief's car. I guess when it's time to rest halfway, Tang Jing will definitely get off the car directly and will not get up again.

Forget it, Leng Feng thought about it and decided to change his position with Guo Weiquan, so that he would not be embarrassed.

"parking!"

"Military, what's the matter?"

"Wei Quan, come down and sit in my seat." Leng Feng ordered.

"Military throne, isn't this suitable?" Guo Weiquan was stunned. He was aware of some situations. As an adjutant, he should not get involved in the family affairs of his own chief. It is difficult to deal with the matter between men and women.

"What's wrong? I want to sit in front and take a breather, but it's too boring behind me." Leng Feng explained.

"elder brother?"

"You don't have the say here." Leng Feng glared at her, "Wei Quan, let's change positions."

"Military throne, isn't this necessary?" Guo Weiquan said with a bitter face.

"Do you change it?"

"Switch, I can't change it..."

"Leng Feng, do you hate me very much?" Tang Jing suddenly said.

Guo Weiquan was about to move his butt away, but when he heard this, he quickly sat down again.

"Director Tang, what are you saying? What do I hate about you?" Leng Feng shouted unjustly. Isn't he afraid that the two of them will continue to be embarrassed? How did it become annoying?

As for their relationship, that is, comrades and subordinates, Tang Jing is indeed a very pleasing intellectual beauty, with excellent temperament and ability.

This man likes women with good temperament and beautiful appearance. Leng Feng is also a normal man. Everyone has a love for beauty. It doesn’t mean that you have to possess it if you like it. This is too selfish.

He even avoided Wu Xiaoyun intentionally or unintentionally, not to mention this "real" fiancée.

Everyone has a hurdle in their hearts. If they can't get over this hurdle and force themselves to accept others, it will be very awkward. There is still no way to say anything about this hurdle in their hearts.

Maybe one day, he suddenly realized that Wu Xiaoyun and Tang Jing were not a problem.

The two of them didn't speak, you looked at me, I looked at you, their problems had nothing to do with changing seats, they were just feeling awkward.

Guo Weiquan quietly patted the driver on the shoulder and signaled him to continue driving and ignore the two of them.

The jeep continued to start, and Leng Feng did not order the parking. When he stopped, the entire team had to stop and not delay the marching just because he was alone.

Tang Jing felt wronged. She had never felt wronged since childhood. A man she had looked down upon before could actually force her to such a situation.

Does he, a big man, still want her to admit defeat to him in person?

"By the way, where is Nannan?" Leng Feng finally found a topic that could alleviate the embarrassment between the two parties, that is the little girl Nannan he adopted.

"Nannan and Nurse Xu took the lead. Neither Leng Yue nor I have any experience in raising children. These days, it was actually the ones that Nurse Xu took to her." When it comes to Nannan, a trace of maternal tenderness flashed in Tang Jing's eyes, and the embarrassment just now also dissipated a lot.

"Nannan's parents and relatives were killed by the Japanese army. We don't know if she has any relatives. Although such a three-year-old child doesn't quite understand why, if we don't care about her, this child will probably not have any future." Leng Feng said, "So, we must drive the Japanese invaders out of China, otherwise there will be more children like Nannan."

"Leng Feng, you have changed, you are like another person." Tang Jing said with a slight voice, unable to express a feeling in her heart. She couldn't believe that a person would have such a big change.

From a medical point of view, it is not that a person suddenly becomes an acupoint, but it is a bit mysterious to a person from an ordinary person to a martial arts master. For a person who receives Western natural science education, this cannot be explained by science. Of course, the traditional Chinese medicine she inherits herself cannot be explained by Western scientific theories in many cases.

Science or superstition?

And faith.

Tang Jing was suffering a lot in her heart. A young woman with this idealism was completely in a state of chaos and disorder at this moment.

Leng Feng said nothing, can he explain it? I'm afraid that someone may not believe it. Even if he returns to that mountain and find the place where the corpse was buried, he may not prove anything with his current technological level. But it will definitely be possible in the future. Will it be more decades?

He and Tang Jing may be able to wait, but the old man from the Leng family will definitely not be able to wait.

And this secret must never appear. A person who comes back from the future will cause panic in the whole world. This secret will not be told to anyone even if Leng Feng kills it.

He could only survive as Leng Feng.

(~^~)
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