12dz Chapter 257 Songhe Tower
Chapter 257 Songhe Tower
As night fell, a two-story restaurant was located on the busiest street in Licheng.
There were more than a dozen big red lanterns closed in front of the door, and under the fiery red light and shadow, a golden signboard with the words "Songhelou" was clearly written.
Li Yunlong and Wang Meng held the invitation, looked at each other, and then walked into Songhe Tower openly.
Before they entered the door, two puppet soldiers and a Japanese soldier stopped them, picked up a portrait and started comparing it with them.
"invitation!"
Li Yunlong nodded and handed over the invitation with a smile.
"Taijun, we are from the Wuli Village Maintenance Association, and we are here to celebrate Taijun Ichiro's birthday with you!"
After Li Yunlong finished speaking, he held up a paper bag he had picked up from the roadside.
The Japanese soldier looked at the puppet soldier with his hat tilted with a questioning look.
"Taijun, there is indeed such a place, it should be correct!"
Of course he was right. His invitation was more real than a pearl, and the chairman of the Wuli Village Maintenance Association was hiding in Chu Yunfei's Linzhou City, enjoying a good life.
"Brother, what portrait are you holding?"
"Oh, you mean this? This is a portrait of Li Yunlong from the Independent Column. Whoever captures him will be rewarded with 100,000 dollars!"
Wang Meng kicked Li Yunlong with his foot, winked at the sky, and muttered quietly: "Old Li, is it so valuable now?"
The two handed the "precious birthday gift" to the host, and then found a corner and sat down.
As soon as the two of them sat down, the sight of the meat and vegetables piled up like a mountain made their appetites whet and they started drooling.
The independent column now has good food, but Li Yunlong pays attention to the equality of officers and soldiers. He and the soldiers all eat from the same big pot. Only during important banquets and festivals can they eat small pots of individually cooked dishes.
The birthday banquet officially began at eight o'clock in the evening.
Ichiro Hirata stood at the top of the stairs and began to give his birthday speech, while the dog translator beside him began to carve words into shit one by one.
"Officers and warriors of the empire, and friends from China, today marks my tenth year in China. I have had a great time here, and I get along very well with you all. And I have also gained some understanding of Chinese culture. For example, I set the start time of today's banquet at eight o'clock, which means "fa"..."
Ichiro Hirata was about to export his culture when he was talking, but he was interrupted by a crackling sound.
Li Yunlong and Wang Meng were stuffing roast chicken into their mouths and drinking Fenjiu, enjoying their meal very much.
Not until all eyes were focused on them did Li Yunlong and the other man calm down a little and nodded apologetically to the Japanese and traitors around them.
Fortunately, Ichiro Hirata did not take this matter to heart. After all, in his eyes, these Chinese people were equated with being uneducated.
"The Empire has now made important breakthroughs in both the Pacific and Southeast Asian battlefields. The establishment of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere is just around the corner! My friends, let's sing and celebrate in advance!"
After saying this, Ichiro Hirata started to sing with his hoarse voice.
Li Yunlong was eating four-happiness meatballs while speaking vaguely.
"Damn it, it sounds like a funeral wailing. Hey, Mengzi, slow down, this is very indecent!"
"You? You're picking your teeth with chicken claws!"
"Leave some!"
The two of them made a lot of noise, and finally the "educated" Ichiro Hirata couldn't hold back his anger.
"Baga, where did these Chinese people come from? They are snatching food like dogs!"
Neither Li Yunlong nor Wang Meng could speak Japanese, but the translator did not take their faces into consideration and translated the sentence bluntly.
Although Li Yunlong and Wang Meng were usually not very thin-skinned, they had never been scolded like this before. They immediately threw the chicken feet they were using to pick their teeth onto the table.
"Mengzi, are you full? Teach this bastard a lesson?"
"Almost done, shall we start working?"
Li Yunlong and Wang Meng were just about to overturn the table, but at the other end of the banquet, someone overturned the table first.
Two black men wearing top hats and holding double guns stood on the stool.
"The 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, Chu Yunfei is here! Brother Yunlong, don't hide!"
Li Yunlong looked at Chu Yunfei with contempt. This kid still wanted to suppress him at this critical juncture?
However, he didn't have time to care about it now, so he also overturned the table and loaded two 92 pistols each.
"Hehehe, Brother Yunfei, luckily you overturned the table late, otherwise Old Li's mood for feasting would have been ruined by you!"
"Brother Yunlong, you are a commander with hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers under your command. How can you be so petty?"
The two seemed to be having a great time chatting, and the protagonist of the birthday party, Ichiro Hirata, felt very disrespected.
"Baga! This is my birthday party, what are you two doing?"
The dog translator quietly hid behind Ichiro Hirata and repeated their conversation to him.
"What? Li Yunlong?"
Ichiro Hirata reached for his waist, ready to take out the familiar turtle box.
But he forgot that this was a birthday party, not a shooting range, and few people carried guns, including Ichiro Hirata himself!
"Baga! Kill them!"
The sentry outside the door thought that it was a drunken officer and the Chinese who were causing trouble, and was wondering why he collapsed so quickly?
It was not until he heard Ichiro Hirata's voice that he rushed in with a gun.
But what greeted them were bullets.
Li Yunlong, Chu Yunfei and others kept firing with their four pistols, immediately mowing down half of the unarmed Japanese officers and traitors, and then took turns to cover each other while changing magazines, turning the birthday party into a funeral.
The Japanese military police who came to reinforce after hearing the gunfire were sniped and killed one by one along the way.
After the four of them had killed everyone, they looked at each other and ran out at the same time.
Wang Meng turned around again, picked out some of the gifts that looked valuable, and stuffed them all into his pocket.
The four of them sneaked out of the city gate smoothly under the cover of the special forces platoon that lurked in Licheng.
At the fork in the road five kilometers south of Licheng, one side leads to Pingshun and the other side leads to Linzhou.
"Brother Yunfei, thank you for your invitation. We will say goodbye here!"
"Brother Yunlong, you are so brave. I didn't expect you to dare to come! I admire you!"
"What you said, if you dare to go, shouldn't I dare to go?"
Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei were at loggerheads with each other. When it came to talking, Li Yunlong was really not afraid of anyone.
Chu Yunfei laughed helplessly a few times.
"Brother Yunlong is really unforgiving with his words! By the way, I wonder how long Brother Yunlong will keep the equipment of the company in our 358th Regiment for us?"
Li Yunlong knew that Chu Yunfei would not come to visit him for no reason, and it must be for this matter.
"What kind of equipment does a company have?"
"Brother Yunlong, don't play dumb. Your officers dare not report such a big thing to you? Your military discipline is really hard to describe!"