Even if Zhang Baiting pleaded so sincerely, Wang Futong still prevaricated with the word consideration. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Knowing that he really couldn't gain anything today, Zhang Baiting reluctantly let go of Wang Futong's arm, and left the headquarters first.

What he didn't know was that at the same moment as he stepped out of the door of Wang Fu's office, four cars from afar also stopped at the city gate checkpoint in Baicheng. The long journey left all four cars covered with a thick layer of dust, making the otherwise brand new equipment look very old, as if it were antiques.

However, it is reassuring to know that although these cars are produced by two different manufacturers, they have withstood the test of this long journey, and there are no breakdowns of their own reasons along the way, nor are they damaged in the middle of the road due to sandstorms and bad road conditions.

These four cars are the second-generation cars designed and produced by the Ming Empire itself, which are two trucks and two off-road vehicles. After various fault feedback and improvements from the first generation of cars, the new generation of cars has put a lot of effort into reliability. It has to be said that the wisdom of the Chinese is really impressive, and after some improvements, these military vehicles have dropped by more than one and a half stars in terms of failure rate.

"I really don't have the life to travel this way." In the second car, a tired young man gently tugged at the collar with his hand, and complained helplessly to a middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat of the car: "Maybe in two years, when the plane is safer, it will save more time." ”

The big man sitting in the passenger seat of the car did not look back, and whispered something to the young man behind him in a simple tone that seemed to be not an answer, but also seemed to be an answer: "You shouldn't be in such a hurry to come here, you shouldn't do such a dangerous thing." ”

He didn't say anything dangerous, he didn't say anything else, he just said it without a beginning or an end, and then he shut his mouth. Maybe in his eyes, the young man behind him and what he has to go through now are not so important.

"I'm sorry, there are some things I can't handle by myself." The young man reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and his fingers subconsciously touched the tip of his nose. He rushed all the way from the Liaodong front line to Baicheng, where the headquarters of the Liaobei Army was located, and only those who really knew the Liaobei Army would know.

The young man sitting in the back seat of the car was naturally Wang Jue. A day and a night ago, he was still commanding the troops on the Liaodong front line to press south to Fushun and Liaoyang, but Zhu Mu suddenly sent a top-secret telegram, so Wang Jue had to be a firefighter again, and went to the Liaobei Army to get Wang Futong for Zhu Mu.

According to Wang Jue, this matter is that those who can work hard...... In fact, even Zhu Mu himself was a little embarrassed to bother Wang Jue so much, this young emperor wanted to be able to solve the situation in Liaodong as quickly as possible, so he ignored whether his best friend Wang Jue could handle this matter.

Everyone has shortcomings, Zhu Mu's shortcoming is that he is too anxious, as an emperor who controls the whole country, he is anxious to display his ambitions and ambitions, and strives to drag all the people who follow him to run forward together. The people who followed him were tired from seeing the scenery they had never seen before...... Including Chen Yue, Li Keshou, Sima Mingwei, and Wang Jue, each of them was extremely busy, and they were almost not idle for a moment.

What Wang Jue hasn't said yet: The situation here, without me, the Wang family, and without me, the commander of the new army with a great victory, who can subdue the entire Liaobei Army that is about to move in this situation? So even if he knew that this was a complete adventure, even if he knew that coming here this time would be a life of death, Wang Jue still came, and he still came all the way for Zhu Mu, a close friend.

Death for a confidant...... What a terrible idea. When Wang Jue was thinking nonsense in his mind, the inexplicable big man sitting in the co-pilot had already handed his documents to the guards of the Liaobei Army who were interrogating, and after the other party saw the bright red seal from the military department, he immediately returned the documents respectfully.

"General!" The soldier at the checkpoint saluted the big man in the co-pilot, obviously startled by the high position on the certificate. Even if he stood guard at the Baicheng City Gate, where the headquarters of the Northern Liaobei Army was located, there were still not many high-ranking officers of the military department at the level of generals throughout the year.

So while all the soldiers stood up and saluted, the barricades at the gate of the city were hastily removed by several soldiers, and the four cars, which were shrouded in dust, started their engines again and drove away in the direction of the headquarters indicated by the guards.

"It's magnificent! The general from the Beijing division is just different......" The officer on duty at the sentry post who respectfully saluted Wang Jue's car just now muttered to the soldiers beside him with envy: "Look, look!" There are four cars in one go, and our headquarters, there are not so many cars. ”

Under the curious eyes of civilians on the side of the road and occasional patrol soldiers passing by, these four cars can be said to have driven into the courtyard of Wang Futong's headquarters. After all, there is a major general's identity certificate from the military department to open the way, except for Wang Futong, the general, there are very few people in the Liaobei Army who dare to block these vehicles.

In addition, the communication level of the Liaobei Army was not strong enough to provide a telephone connection to the headquarters at every roadblock checkpoint, so it was not until these cars drove into Wang Futong's headquarters compound that the commander of the Liaobei Army knew that the distinguished guests from Gyeonggi had arrived.

"What? You said that there was a major general who came to me from the Beijing Division? When Wang Futong heard the news reported by his subordinates, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked out of the window with a weak heart. He didn't know what the purpose of this person was here, so he couldn't weigh what kind of attitude he should have when he met this major general.

I have to say that sometimes it is often because people have ghosts in their own hearts, so they will think crankily when certain things happen. After Wang Futong hesitated for about half a minute, he relied on the time difference to be convinced that he had a disobedient heart, and he had not yet returned to Jingshi.

"According to the time, this person should not be here to arrest me, if the Jingshi wants to move me, it shouldn't be such a few people......" Wang Futong, who was relieved, finally convinced himself, and at the same time became in a good mood after convincing himself: "Since you are not here to arrest me, you are the person sent by Jingshi to appease me!" ”

So Wang Futong's mind began to come alive again: it seems that the Jingshi side will not move him, the commander of the Liaobei Army, in a short time, so that he can continue to wait and see and choose a more suitable time for him to enter the field and stir up the situation. Or that the Jingshi side gave more superior conditions, so that he, the king of Liaobei, would hand over the power in his hands, return to the Jingshi to receive a decent title, and then reward a good field, a thousand acres, and a family fortune and other graces......

Wang Futong, who was determined to be sure of the Ming Empire, arranged a commissioner to appease him, sat back behind his desk with a proud face, ordered his subordinates to make hot tea first, picked up the domineering man who had not been seen for a long time, and ordered: "Heh, come here...... Let's go and invite the adults from Kyoshi in......"

Wang Futong's henchmen, who heard the order, saw that their boss was so happy, and they also felt that something good might happen, and after answering with a smile, they went to invite the so-called Shangguan from Jingshi with their chin high. When passing through the corridor, he also deliberately instructed the four guards standing guard to let them be more energetic: "Give a little spirit!" Let those bullshit generals who have never seen the killing see the majesty of our Liaobei Army. ”

Several guards standing guard hurriedly stood upright, and stood up in their most upright posture. Wang Futong's henchman nodded with satisfaction, and then strode out of the main entrance, seeing the general standing by the neatly parked car, and the young "little follower" beside the general.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I neglected the distinguished guests who came from afar! Inside, please! Inside, please! Commander Wang has already ordered, general, you are a distinguished guest of the Beijing Division, a distinguished guest! The henchman walked up laughing, and saluted a military salute that was more casual than Wang Jue's usual days, and said loudly.

The man who followed Wang Jue snorted coldly, and took Wang Jue, a little follower who was like an adjutant, and two guards, and followed the other party into the headquarters of the Liaobei Army. When walking through the corridor, the four guards on both sides hurriedly clenched their fists and saluted, really with a bit of Xiao Sa's momentum, but Wang Jue and the man didn't look at it, so they walked straight into Wang Futong's office.

When Wang Futong saw the big man wearing a major general's uniform who walked in the door, he immediately felt a familiar and dangerous smell, this big man gave people too oppressive momentum, and Wang Futong, who was familiar with this taste, immediately felt that the other party was a character who had killed people and often killed people.

"General...... It's not a clerical job in Gyeonggi, is it? Could it be from the south? The commander of the Liaobei Army frowned and asked tentatively. He knew that there were very few generals in Gyeonggi who were used to killing people, and most of these people were from the border, and he guessed that the other party was from the south, because he felt that the other party should be a powerful character from the opposite side of the southeast.

Wang Jue smiled slightly after hearing this, and then suddenly opened his mouth and reminded Wang Futong warmly: "Hehe, General Wang is wrong, guess again?" ”

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