"Commander, little Japan is here to negotiate again, you see?" Zhang Hu asked inquiringly.

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, Zhang Hu has gone from young to middle-aged, and the adjutant has become a big housekeeper, but the attitude of doing things is still the same, and he is still so respectful.

Chuanwu's children are all in elementary school, but they still have that powder keg temper, just a little bit.

He said indignantly: "Second brother, the Japanese are ambitious, they blew up the handsome train, and came to threaten us again, isn't the conspiracy obvious enough?"

Don't bear it, let's beat him up as a bitch! ”

"Don't fight at every turn, be on guard for me, and when you fight in the future." Yuan Pengfei glared at him, and said helplessly: "Zhang Hu, it's hard for you to continue to be with them for a while, wait for the news from the big handsome!" ”

Zhang Hu smiled bitterly, nodded helplessly, and went to rub his tongue with the Japanese again.

Unlike Zhang Dashuai, Yuan Pengfei only occupies a Sanjiangkou, with a small area and a small population, and his time, energy, and financial resources are used in this place.

There is Zhang Mengjiu's intelligence system to screen spies, and Chen Letong's bandits are charged with crimes. Not a single Japanese expatriate in Sanjiangkou can settle down, and not a single Japanese spy can get out alive.

So far, the Japanese can only determine that this Sanjiangkou town guard is extremely hostile to them, and the other information is very vague and not too accurate.

As for the intelligence of the Japanese, Yuan Pengfei was inseparable.

The Japanese troops stationed in front of them were the 8th Division, a veteran division that had been expanded after the end of the First Sino-Japanese War.

It has a total of 4 infantry wings and artillery, cavalry, engineer, and baggage wings, and the entire division has about 220,000 people.

It is equipped with 12 Type 41 mountain guns, 6 Type 38 field guns, 12 7mm rapid-fire anti-tank guns, and 12 light armored vehicles.

Of course, the information that Yuan Pengfei exposed to the outside world was the establishment of a reinforced regiment, with 4 infantry battalions and 1 artillery battalion of 5,000 men.

It is impossible for the Japanese to put a division of 20,000 people on his side, then he looks up to him too much.

Therefore, the 8th Division was split into two parts, and the two infantry wings of about 8,000 men were guarding near the mouth of the Sanjiang River, and they had no heavy firepower except for the field artillery directly under the wing.

And the rest of the part went to Bingcheng, not far from the mouth of the three rivers, which was the provincial capital after all, and there were still a lot of troops stationed in the Feng department, which was several times more powerful than his face.

It stands to reason that with the degree of arrogance of the Japanese, it would be almost enough to put a wing at the mouth of the Sanjiang River, and there is no need to open four or six to put so much strength here.

But the bad thing is that the commander of the 8th Division is Lieutenant General Onodera Shige, who is related to Ono Taro, the minister stationed in Mukden more than ten years ago.

Ono Taro was ruined by Yuan Pengfei's future, and he could be regarded as having a relationship with him.

Over the years, he has been spying on intelligence and challenging his bottom line, which has allowed him to expose the identity of the Japanese as a hardcore enemy, and his strength has also been exposed a lot.

Otherwise, he could continue to survive until some point he dug an earth-shattering pit for the Japanese.

Now, Lao Shuai is on a Japanese Turkish plane, and his life and death are unknown. In addition to inquiring about his news, Little Japan is continuing to do things.

The two wings are backers, and there is no need to be afraid of the mountain carving that makes children cry, and the Japanese swaggered to show off their might.

It's still the same old-fashioned, immigrating, building roads, mining, doing business, listing more than a dozen articles inside and out, and asking him to sign a traitorous treaty.

If he doesn't agree, he will threaten him with force and fight him with real guns.

Yuan Pengfei simply laughed angrily, when will he Yuan be able to be a seller?

This reminded him of a particularly funny thing, saying that some guys do not betray their ancestors for the following two reasons: first, the price is not satisfied; Second, you can't sell it.

Which one is he?

He is not a one, it is impossible to betray the country, it is impossible in this life, he can only fight with the Japanese, and use knives and guns to divide the victory and defeat.

His strength hidden under the surface of the sea is the real power. If you work a division, he won't be intimidated.

But this timing was not right, hundreds of thousands of troops were inside the pass, and the strength of the Feng Department stationed outside the pass was not comparable to the strength of the Kwantung Army. The life and death of the old man is uncertain, and there is no one in charge of the Feng department.

Once the fight starts, he Yuan Pengfei will not suffer a loss, but the entire Feng department will have to suffer a big loss, and if he can't do it, the three eastern provinces will have to lose, then he will really become a sinner of the nation.

So now with the Japanese, you can only use a drag, and you can't even use a too tough tone.

That's why Yuan Pengfei didn't come forward in person, he was afraid that he couldn't help but chop up the old guy who came to negotiate on the spot.

Because this is an unequal negotiation.

In the makeshift negotiation hall, Ono Taro, a young old man, was radiant and more energetic than when he was the minister to Mukden.

He held the porcelain cup in his hand and studied it casually, a little disappointed that Zhang Hu arrived, but he would not let go of the good opportunity to humiliate the former enemy.

He didn't lift his eyelids and threw the cup on the ground: "Is this tea for entertaining guests?" It's just horse urine, give me the best one. ”

Zhang Hu didn't know the worry in Yuan Pengfei's heart, he only knew that the strength behind him was strong, and he was not afraid of the Japanese blackmail at all.

If the strength is strong enough, there is no need to panic in your heart.

He said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Mr. Ono's taste is really special, our town guard has a good horse, but I don't know when it will pee, I will have someone prepare it for you, and I will serve it to you when it is ready!" ”

Ono Taro was caught by a mistake, and he was embarrassed and couldn't continue to play on the topic.

After a while, the tea was served again, Zhang Hu also sat down, Ono Taro took out the thick stack of treaties, slapped it on the table and said: "Zhang Jun, you are not sincere, this is the third day, word by word, when will the talk be finished?"

Call your town guards, let's talk happily, don't worry too much about some corners, as long as you can get by in general, you can settle down directly. ”

Although Ono Taro wanted to put Yuan Pengfei to death in his heart, he would not easily sabotage the negotiations, but was very willing to facilitate the signing of the treaty.

War is a continuation of politics, and if it can be obtained through negotiations, there is no need to fight a bloody battle.

And as long as this treaty is signed, it will be a dog tied to their chariot. The reputation is stinky, everyone scolds them, and the people under them will also deviate from morality, which is more uncomfortable than directly killing people.

When Yuan Pengfei has no use value, it is not for them to operate the flattening and pinching circle, and they are no longer familiar with this kind of routine operation.