"There is an emergency telegram from Jiawang."

When Ma Sanbao's loud voice came into the room, he and the traveler were sleeping soundly. If Yuru, who had been up early, had gently pushed Cheng Jiaji to wake him up, Cheng Jiaji wouldn't know when he would wake up. (There is no way, after the ecstasy, the lady would have recovered faster!)

"The Junjian of the voyage, the previous telegram order has been implemented. It has been verified that our department will ask our department to return to Xuzhi's goods tonight and contain a large amount of opium. The value is estimated to be more than 200,000 oceans. Please tell me how to deal with it as soon as possible. Gao Ruming, the major deputy director of the Adjutant Office, was 4:00 pm on April 11, 2016, the 27th year of the Republic of China."

After reading this telegram, Cheng Jiaji pondered for a moment and asked Ma Sanbao beside him: "No one else knows about this."

After saying this, he took the time to look at the clock above his head. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

"The only radio station in the brigade department knows the content of the telegram. He translated it himself, and no one knows it except him."

Cheng Jiaji still believed in Qiu Shaoyan. The transceiver of this old commercial radio station he dug from Shanghai had no friends and acquaintances in the Independent 100 Brigade, but just followed him wholeheartedly. Due to the special nature of his work, he did not have much chance of contact with other officers of the Independent 100 Brigade.

"Okay, please send a call to Jia Wang immediately. Tell Gao Ruming not to make a fuss. Just do it as you said, load the goods into Xuzhou and transport them to him. Let him check the goods, just pretend that they have never happened."

After listening to Cheng Jiaji's instructions, Ma Sanbao hurriedly left. He didn't dare to stay here for too long. On the one hand, he wanted to complete the mission given to him by his superiors immediately. On the other hand, Cheng Jiaji was wearing a nightgown in broad daylight and stood at the door of the room explaining things to him. There was a sound of a woman talking in the room just now, and Cheng Jiaji's body smelled wrong, and there was a kind of feminine smell. In this case, Ma Sanbao knew what was going on even if he was honest, and he dared to disturb him more.

"What's the matter with me?" As soon as Cheng Jiaji returned to the house, his charming jade hands surrounded him again. Cheng Jiaji was thinking in his mind whether the order he had just given was right or wrong, and he didn't answer for a while.

However, this woman's next sentence made Cheng Jiaji not have the time to think about anything else.

"Master, are you a little weird when you come back?" This sentence is undoubtedly what Cheng Jiaji is most afraid of hearing now.

"You women don't understand the things on the battlefield. After several battles, I don't know much about myself!" Although this excuse is not perfect, it is already the best excuse that Cheng Jiaji can make in a hurry.

Before meeting these three women, Cheng Jiaji thought about countermeasures for a long time. However, the plan never kept up with the changes. He never thought that he would have someone else's wife after he had someone else's body. The secrets between the couple cannot be easily fooled.

Just when Cheng Jiaji was so scared that his soul was out of his body and didn't know how to deal with it, fortunately, Yuru's next sentence made him feel calm.

"Master, you have never been so kind to me. If it weren't for the smell on your body that you hadn't changed and the marks on your body were still there, I would have thought that there would be another person."

God Youzuo. Why did he forget that he completely occupied Cheng Jiaji's body, and he inherited his outer skin and all the physical characteristics on it. In addition, the difference between each person is not much, but it is a unique smell, and he also received it.

Cheng Jiaji, who was sweating in a cold sweat, felt relieved after confirming that he was just a false alarm.

As he relaxed, the yu-looking in his body began to move again. (This cannot be blamed on our protagonist being too lustful. He hasn't touched a woman for several months. It's a normal man who knows that it's not a good feeling. In addition, I met this kind of beauty again today, so I can't die there without going forward and then die.)

"Traveling seat." When Cheng Jiaji was about to continue to push, a sound of calling the door sounded outside the door, which made Cheng Jiaji stop his horse without any sadness.

"The people from the special operations team fought with each other." This time, it was not Ma Sanbao who disturbed Cheng Jiaji's happy life, but the major staff officer of the brigade department.

"What's going on? Wait for me, I'll put on my clothes." Tian Jiafu and his team's eighty or ninety are treasures in Cheng Jiaji's hands. Their uses are sometimes much larger than a group. Besides, the identities of these people are not very obvious. If they really promote it, it will be a troublesome thing. When they hear something happened to the special operations team, Cheng Jiaji is much more nervous than when he heard about the opium in Xie Hong's goods just now.

"Bastard! I'd better have castrated all these guys earlier." When Cheng Jiaji learned in the carriage that Tian Jiafu and the others had a dispute with someone in the brothel, he cursed in a low voice.

Since the Japanese surrendered troops were recruited, Cheng Jiaji fought several beautiful battles through them. Under Tian Jiafu's leadership, this team was very effective in using it as long as they did not fight directly with the Japanese. In order to solve the problem of the Ninth Division of the Puppet Manchukuo, this special operation team made great contributions. Of course, Cheng Jiaji basically fulfilled his promise afterwards. In addition to the promotion of the military rank, other financial rewards had been distributed long ago.

Unexpectedly, these Japanese who had the money to burn out would actually go to brothels to make trouble. Cheng Jiaji knew that the Japanese were lustful. This is a nation that did not drink two taels and had to drink two taels. Japanese people used to be hypocritical before drinking, and they would become thieves and prostitutes after drinking two cups of yellow soup.

As long as it is a fair transaction, Cheng Jiaji does not object to these Japanese devils looking for women. It is just that if someone recognizes them, it will be a big deal.

Cheng Jiaji knew in his heart that the commander-in-chief of the theater could not have known nothing about the use of Japanese prisoners to fight. The people on the top were just acquiesced to see that these Japanese devils were of some use.

If this matter is really exposed, it will cause a huge wave in the international community. The gentlemen who can even examine the "Manchukuo" homeland must have shouted for a while. If they really get that point, then Cheng Jiaji will most likely be Ma Su. In the car, Cheng Jiaji wondered whether he had hit something evil, or shouldn't have eaten someone else's wife by the sperm. As a result, he was sweating in his cold sweat within half an hour.

When I arrived at the brothel, I saw that a company of the 200th regiment had already controlled the brothel. (The guy who was asking for help from Tian Jiafu was smart. When I hung up the phone to the brigade headquarters, I also hung up one for the 200th regiment.)

Wen Songyuan was talking to the brothel owner and the guards in a decent manner.

"We have brought these Japanese spies back. Today, this matter is a military secret. If anyone tells it, it will be treated as a traitor."

Several Japanese in the special operation team, including Tian Jiafu, were beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, hid in the corner and curled up in a ball.

Seeing that Wen Songyuan was handling it well, Cheng Jiaji didn't get along. He was wearing a major general's uniform and was very popular. It would be better if he could not show up without showing up.

"What the hell is going on?" Cheng Jiaji asked, calling out the company commander of the 200th regiment who was guarding aside.

The answer was that, including Tian Jiafu, several leaders from the special operations team who knew some Chinese were rewarded and came here in casual clothes for two consecutive days to eat flowers and wine and have fun. As a result, they were exposed and were caught by patriotic people (that is, the guards and bosses in brothels). If one of them hadn't come out to report the news, it would be a big trouble if they were sent to the Security Command.

"Tell Commander Wen that he will handle the matter here and let him remember to be quick. If the people from the Security Command come, something will happen. He also asked him to keep the people from the Special Operations Team today in a ten-day confinement period. The people from the Special Operations Team are not allowed to go out until they receive the notice.

Cheng Jiaji thought in his heart that he would find some Japanese or Korean women for these thriving pigs, otherwise he would not be able to harm Chinese prostitutes like this.

This problem is a serious problem. We must hurry up and do things quickly.

After thinking about it, Cheng Jiaji felt that this matter could only be left to Wen Songyuan to do. He had too few confidants!

Cheng Jiaji also thought about castrating these Japanese pigs directly, which would be a complete failure. However, he was afraid that these Japanese pigs would lose too much vitality after being castrated, so it would be difficult to use. (There are examples of castrated military horses in my country in previous dynasties.)

‘It’s really not easy to be a good Japanese pig breeder!’ Cheng Jiaji sighed in his heart.
Chapter completed!