NFBE Chapter 247 Take the Commander
Chapter 247 Take the Commander
The commander-in-chief glanced at Chen Yan unhappily.
"Humph, you are just a piggy bought for three cents, all relying on your mouth.
Don’t get complacent too soon, and don’t think you can get away with the trouble you caused in Shanghai."
As soon as the commander-in-chief picked up the teacup, Chen Yan pushed it back.
"What's going on? It sounds like you're planning to get rid of me!"
"Old..." Before Chen Yan could utter the word "son", he forced himself to suppress it under the intimidating gaze of the commander-in-chief.
Chen Yan slapped his own mouth and said with a grin, "Stop talking nonsense."
"What I mean is that you can't learn from Emperor Qianlong, who confiscated Heshen's property after using him. That's too unfair.
Besides, Shanghai is not that good, they just tell tales. Why didn't he mention how I used my wisdom and personal charm to help them dig out the traitors and reduce unnecessary bloodshed and sacrifice?
How he fought alone and bravely, and won a beautiful battle with fewer troops, which dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of the Japanese and puppet personnel and enhanced the brand influence of our party... "
As he was talking, Chen Yan actually got carried away and started dancing with joy, which made the commander-in-chief slap his forehead.
“Oh my god, whoever can take this monster away is really boastful.
I think you should carry out political work among the people. You are simply gifted, and it is in your mother's womb. You don't need anyone to teach you."
Chen Yan, however, said without any modesty: "What are you talking about? You are praising me at this time. I am easily carried away."
"Bang!" The commander-in-chief looked at Chen Yan's embarrassed look and slammed the table in anger!
"You still have the nerve to bring up what happened in Shanghai? Do you realize the seriousness of what you did?
It is equivalent to saving a dying patient and reviving him/her, but you stab him/her again before he/she dies.
MD, what you did is called human rights?" The commander-in-chief stood up and raised his hand to hit him.
Chen Yan quickly dodged the commander's fist and explained with sweat on his forehead:
"Not really. If you want to say that I stabbed them, I'll admit it, but I can assure you that I didn't hit any vital parts.
You don’t know me well enough, I know how to handle things in a proper manner.”
"You bastard, you dare to talk back to me."
Then the commander-in-chief chased Chen Yan around the room. Ten minutes later, both of them were exhausted and out of breath.
The commander-in-chief sat on the steps, breathing heavily. Chen Yan also sat down next to him weakly, with his arm on the commander-in-chief's shoulder.
"Oh, you are in great health. I won't fight you for now. I need to take it easy. I am so tired."
The commander-in-chief smiled evilly, then with his hands as fast as lightning, he suddenly grabbed Chen Yan's neck tightly:
"Haha, you've been fooled, you dare to fight with me."
Chen Yan was speechless. He pinched the commander's hands with both hands to reduce the force on his neck.
Oh my god, this old guy is playing this trick on me.
I was young and careless.
Chen Yan was almost rolling his eyes from being pinched, and the commander-in-chief did not let go, so he could only helplessly extend his thumb and index finger.
Commander: "???".
"What does 'eight' mean?
Eighth Route Army? No, what does that mean?
I understand, this is the meaning of Bagayalu.
You are about to die, but you still don't forget to curse me in Japanese.
You are determined to destroy China!"
The commander-in-chief muttered to himself while shaking Chen Yan's neck with both hands to vent his anger.
Chen Yan: “…”
Oh my god, what a weird train of thought.
This can all be connected.
If he doesn't explain it clearly, I will die in his hands today.
Chen Yan's face flushed, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke:
"Boss, this means eight production lines. This time I have got back eight military production lines."
"Bah, stop using sugar-coated bullets to fool me. Your crimes are too numerous to list. Even 80 production lines...
etc!".
The commander-in-chief finally reacted to Chen Yan's words. The anger in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by surprise.
"What did you say? You got back eight production lines?"
As soon as the commander-in-chief let go of his hand, Chen Yan choked and started coughing.
"Damn, if it weren't for these eight production lines, I would have died in your hands today. You are too snobbish."
Chen Yan straightened his body and said proudly:
"Listen carefully, I, Chen Yan, have brought back eight production lines for the Eighth Route Army, and they are all complete production lines."
This time, Chen Yan added logical emphasis to the word "complete".
"Really?" The commander-in-chief looked at him with excitement, and the wrinkles on his face were almost broken by laughter.
"Fake".
"You bastard, how dare you play tricks on me?" The commander-in-chief grabbed his neck with his two big hands like palm-leaf fans.
"Really, really, I was just teasing you."
Only then did Chen Yan escape the disaster.
The commander paused for a moment, then slowly stood up, clenched his fists, placed them in front of his chest, and turned around in circles, muttering:
"Yes! That's good. The troops will have an easier time in the next stage.
As long as we master military production capacity, we can seize the initiative on the battlefield."
Suddenly, the commander-in-chief sat down again and asked Chen Yan about his well-being for a long time.
"Xiao Chen'er, you see, you misunderstood. If you had said so earlier, this wouldn't have happened!
Look, I feel really embarrassed for what you did to me. I will treat you to a meal when we have the chance to make amends."
Chen Yan: “!!!”
Damn, what the hell, you blame me for this.
Besides, what does it mean to have time to treat me to a meal? I seriously doubt his sincerity.
The commander rubbed his hands and said kindly:
"Tell me about the equipment quickly so we can study it together."
Chen Yan seriously despised the commander's character at this time. He crossed his legs and cleared his throat:
"My throat is a little tight because of the pinch you gave me just now, so it's a little difficult for me to speak!"
I don’t know how the commander-in-chief’s hands were so quick, and where he got the teacup from.
“You drink my tea, good tea, top-quality high-foam.
Come, let me blow it for you, be careful with the heat."
Chen Yan took a sip, deliberately embarrassing the commander-in-chief.
"Uh~ Gaomo? Even the company commanders under me don't drink this stuff anymore.
Oh, just drink it."
He rinsed his mouth and then spurted it out.
"Bah...bah..., from now on, if you drink this overnight tea, it will bring shame to the Eighth Route Army if others tell others about it."
Chen Yan picked it up now, but the commander-in-chief's eyes almost killed Chen Yan.
Chen Yan shrank his neck and felt a tingling sensation in his spine.
"Well...what I mean is...overnight tea is not good for your health. You are the soul of the Eighth Route Army, and your health is the capital of the revolution. You have to take care of it. If anything goes wrong, I would be so sad."
"Are you going to tell it or not?" the commander-in-chief stared at him viciously, his teeth almost breaking.