Chapter Seventy-One: The Japanese Oil Depot
A convoy drove on the grassland, with four three-wheeled motorcycles in front of it and all Japanese-style military trucks in the back. A small white-background red-hearted plaster flag fluttered on the side of the window of the head car, indicating that this was a Japanese truck fleet.
Ren Laifeng wore a Japanese military uniform and sat in the driver's seat of the third car in the middle, and the two good-looking Japanese officers next to him were Feng Wenying and Yu Xiaoqian.
Ren Laifeng can actually drive, but he is not proficient in driving. In the few car opportunities, he and Feng Wenying sat in the cab, and there was always an extra driver next to him. Ren Laifeng didn't feel anything, but Feng Wenying always felt awkward. The driver who drove the car was also awkward. It's not comfortable to sit in the same cab with these two people.
When she was idle last night, Feng Wenying suddenly told Ren Laifeng that she wanted to learn to drive! Ren Laifeng was a little puzzled, so he asked her: Why do you learn that? We haven't met the conditions for you to get a car yet. Feng Wenying said: I'm not asking you to give me a car, I'm just thinking, in the future, when we go out in the car to perform tasks, I will drive, you will take the car, plus Xiaoqian, how comfortable will we be?
So, there is the matter of Ren Laifeng driving himself today. Although there were still soldiers sitting in the trunk of the car, it still felt quite warm to huddle together in this small enclosed space, and it was convenient to say something private.
When the servants were discussing some topics that were not suitable for children, the car in front of them suddenly turned on the brake lights, and Ren Laifeng braked lightly, and the truck slowed down smoothly. The convoy stopped.
A person running from the front car was Huang Guojin. Let the wind roll up the windows. Huang Guojin ran to the door of the car to report the situation: The front has arrived outside the door of the Japanese army's oil depot, and the Japanese soldier who guarded the door will be inspected by the car! Huang Guojin reminded Ren Laifeng to be more careful.
Got to the place so quickly? Ren Laifeng's head tilted, Feng Wenying opened the car door from the other side, "Get in the car!" "Huang Guojin was stunned, this, how can this be?" Hurry up! Feng Wenying glared, Huang Guojin had a cool breath on the back of his neck, quickly jumped into the car around the front of the car, and closed the car door casually. The cab of the truck suddenly became crowded.
This is also a helpless thing, the devil wants to check, and the Japanese of the three of them together can't catch up with Huang Guojin. Wouldn't it be a problem if the devil wanted to ask something, and they didn't understand? This time, for the sake of insurance, Ren Laifeng assigned a new company of Japanese experts to each car in the fleet. He didn't have it in this car. That's why Huang Guojin came to the rivers and lakes to help.
Squeeze a little bit, it's no way around it. During the war, everything was simple.
In front of the convoy, Chen Zhongyi was negotiating with the Japanese army. The devil insisted that every car be inspected, and Chen Zhongyi repeatedly emphasized that they still had important tasks to perform, and the time was tight and could not be delayed. The devil of the oil depot moved out of the safety regulations of the oil depot and told Chen Zhongyi that the inspection he carried out was only in accordance with the regulations, and he did not mean to embarrass anyone.
"Captain, the oil depot has always had this regulation, please cooperate." The devil said very politely, and what people did was reasonable, Chen Zhongyi didn't know how to refuse.
The devil began to check. In fact, there is nothing to check, nothing more than to see if the vehicle has oil leakage, ignition, boiling, and whether there are any potential safety hazards. As for the passenger's identity documents, he did not deliberately check them. It's just that when I find out which car it is, I have a casual chat with the members of the car. Of course, if you want to call it a temptation.
This examination does not take long. When he found Ren Laifeng's car, Huang Guojin took the initiative to jump out of the car and chatted with the devil's inspector. There was no way, the body fragrance and heat from Feng Wenying's body scared him into not moving.
It's like the big tiger is warming a little white rabbit with its body temperature, and the little white rabbit is already rare if he didn't scare him to death on the spot, do you still expect the little white rabbit to have a good impression of the big tiger?
Huang Guojin has a lot of brains, and after accompanying the devil inspector to see the two cars, he directly stuffed a few banknotes into the other party's hand. Originally, this inspector was going to strictly follow the rules and regulations and be an excellent Japanese soldier, but he was accidentally corrupted by Huang Guojin with a few banknotes!
Now that I have collected the banknotes, of course, I am embarrassed to check them so carefully. The Japanese oil depot prosecutor's office just glanced at the back of the convoy from a distance, and drew a tick on the inspection register, and the inspection passed!
Fleet release! Huang Guojin hurriedly ran back to the car he was in. The commander's car is not so easy to sit in, and it is still the most casual to be with the grassroots soldiers.
The convoy entered the oil depot and began refueling car by car. Ren Laifeng took Feng Wenying and Chen Zhongyi to go through the formalities. In fact, where do they have any procedures, but they just plan to bribe bribes, and if they can't bribe, they will come hard. Anyway, that's it, as long as the team can add it, everything is easy to say.
According to the instructions of the Japanese army, several people came to the window of the duty room of the oil depot, and it happened that there was a person sitting in the window, and this person still looked like a relatively obscene person.
"The model? How many cars? Passes, letters of introduction. Without a single expression, the oil depot attendant uttered the words that were repeated countless times a day. After a few seconds, he didn't receive the papers as he did every time, and he couldn't help but look up. I saw a few officers standing outside, and the one in the middle was actually a Nakasa!
The attendant quickly sat up straight and repeated what he had just said word for word. Since the other party is a Nakasa, of course he has to take it seriously, but it is unrealistic to expect him to smile and salute or flatter or something. Although there are not many people here, he can always see a few young and middle assistants almost every day, and he has long been used to it.
Of course, Ren Laifeng didn't have the documents he said, and after observing that no other devils would come over in a short period of time, Ren Laifeng took out two small white sticks from his leather bag and handed them over.
The attendant was stunned, I want a document, what did you give me? Instinctively, I reached out and took it, looked at it, and didn't understand what it was.
Ren Laifeng clenched his hands into empty fists and made a snapping gesture. The attendant put down one, looked at Ren Laifeng, and broke the other one according to the way Ren Laifeng compared it just now, "Wow!" ”
Maybe it was too much force, this one broke the scroll of silver dollars, not to mention, and dropped a few pieces, and rolled them around the table a few times. The watchman's eyes suddenly widened, and he carefully pinched one of them and brought it to his eyes to look at it, and then blew on it and put it to his ear to listen, and his face showed a look of intoxication.