It can only be said that the negotiation venue chosen by China is in a good location.
There is no need to make any extra arrangements at all. The open space on the side of the negotiation table is ready. The Japanese and the two Westerners who were forced to the gambling table by Tang Dao can watch it without moving their buttocks.
"My dear, you kid is really looking for death! The regimental commander won't stage a punch to the head! Tsk, that's really bloody." Shen Laoliu, who was lying in the mountains 400 meters away, couldn't help but raise his sight. He glanced at the two people who were already standing in the open space.
“You **** Shen Laoliu, are you still able to do this as a mother-in-law? Who told you to watch the commander act like a monkey when you were performing your mission?” Heizi's low roar came from ten meters away.
"Mother Dute, keep an eye on the little Japs for me. If anyone points the gun over there with ulterior motives, shoot him immediately. If there's not even a hair missing from the group, I'll skin him."
Even though there is an infantry battalion around him that is heavily fortified, Heizi is still worried that Tang Dao has been tricked by the Japanese. Didn't Tang Dao say that too! Japan is a nation that easily goes to extremes. What if someone is determined to trade a lieutenant general for a Tang sword?
In the eyes of the Japanese army, a lieutenant general may be like that, but in the eyes of the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Regiment, their regimental seat is unique. They cannot be replaced by a Japanese marshal, let alone a lieutenant general.
Therefore, the scouts of the Si Xing Regiment did not dare to be careless at all. Although they were all on the periphery, there were at least a dozen sniper rifles with scopes aimed at the Japanese army. If they found any rash action among the Japanese army, they would not wait for them to arrest them. Pull the trigger, and precise bullets will kill them on the spot.
Qingshui Xiucheng, who walked in front of Tang Dao, took off the katana hanging from his waist, inserted the scabbard into the ground, took a deep look at Tang Dao who stood ten meters away opposite him with bare hands, and said lightly: " Colonel Tang, I said that you will pay the price for your words and deeds. Don't worry, I will not kill you. I will only return all the humiliation you have given me to you in front of your subordinates. "
"Haha, I've said it before, I only know how to do it." Tang Dao stretched out his fist, "The last guy who really likes to beep in front of me is called Fujiwara Senio. Finally, you know why he No more beeping?”
Qingshui Xiucheng narrowed his eyes and did not answer, because he knew that Tang Dao would not have anything good to say.
Tang Dao grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth, and smiled brightly: "Because, he knelt down, and the distance was too far. No matter how loud the beep was, I couldn't hear it."
“Baga! What a shameless statement.” Qingshui Xiucheng roared angrily.
The Japanese Army Major knew that it was important to keep a clear head during battle, but he just couldn't do it. Tang Dao could easily arouse the anger in his heart, and he grasped that point very accurately.
Perhaps they are the two people who are destined to meet!
Then, in my mind, I still regarded Tang Dao as a certain man that I must meet in my destiny, and I really wanted to kneel down.
The person opposite was obviously smiling so much that people wanted to hit him, but the next moment, the smile was still on his face, but here he went straight to it without saying hello, and kicked his toes as soon as they collapsed on the ground. He picked up a stone and flew towards Qingshui Xiucheng's face.
With the word "despicable" still in his throat, Qingshui Xiucheng could only swallow it back and duck down to avoid the sudden flying rocks.
Otherwise, you will be instantly killed in one encounter.
“Despicable!” The Japanese collective fighting outside shouted out Shimizu Hidejo, who almost fell to his knees when they met him for the first time.
Don't tell me, just based on this on-the-spot reaction, Shimizu Hidejo's attainments in ninjutsu are definitely much better than his brain.
While avoiding the rocks, Qingshui Xiucheng put his hand on the ground, twisted his body strangely a few times, and did several side flips in succession like lightning, and was ten meters away from Tang Dao.
Obviously, while avoiding the flying rocks, Qingshui Xiucheng was also prepared for the possibility of Tang Dao taking advantage of the opportunity to attack. A few side flips are not only fancy and pretty, they are also extremely practical. Most people have no idea where his next step will be. It is definitely a good move to get rid of pursuit.
Unfortunately, he thought too much.
Tang Dao, who kicked out flying rocks, did not move at all. Instead, he put away his fist and looked at the Japanese ninjutsu master who was showing off his "talent" with a smile. He laughed and said: "Haha! How can there be such a thing on the battlefield?" What is fair and aboveboard? Defeating the enemy is the real thing.
How about it? Major Shimizu Hidejo, now you know how Fujiwara Senzuo was beaten to his knees! Don't mention it, if those tricks you just did were placed under the Jincheng overpass, you would probably be able to make a living just by placing a bowl. "
“Haha!” Rostav couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw that Tang Dao's lips and tongue were as sharp as a knife and he could make fun of the dead.
Obviously, the wealthy man did not care about the outcome of his bet. What he wants is a duel between the two most famous martial arts in the Far East.
Japanese ninjutsu VS Chinese martial arts is indeed very interesting, especially for a Westerner who has only seen you punch me and I will punch you back to see who can resist better.
Qingshui Xiucheng, who was suddenly "fertilized" and jumped ten meters away, was not as embarrassed and angry as the Japanese imagined. Instead, he stood up straight and stared at Tang Dao again, "What Colonel Tang said just now is indeed a good word." , Qingshui Xiucheng was taught.”
Unexpectedly, the Japanese ninjutsu master showed weakness first.
The two Japanese majors who were still shouting that Tang Dao was despicable were speechless at the same time. What's going on in Qingshui Xiucheng? They just threw a small stone at you, and you got scared?
As the saying goes, "A layman can only watch the excitement, but an expert can only watch the door!"
Tang Dao's kick, in the eyes of outsiders, was just a stone kicked away. Even if it was a clever kick, it was just accurate enough. But in the eyes of a master like Qingshui Xiucheng, who has practiced ninjutsu for more than 20 years, Come on, it's already an extremely high skill.
Even though Qingshui Xiucheng didn't seem to pay much attention to Tang Dao in his previous words, in fact, he had already regarded Tang Dao as a formidable enemy in his heart. There are not many people who, after knowing his background, can still use a duel with him to determine the terms of negotiation. Anyone who can do this must either be completely sure of him, or he is a fool.
Obviously, Tang Dao cannot be.
His IQ is higher than 80% of the people here, and all his actions are to pave the way for him to strive for greater interests in the subsequent negotiations. This is why the Chinese theater headquarters asked him to give him a small The main reason why the colonel served as deputy leader of the negotiating team.
This is the conclusion Qingmizu Xiucheng came to after getting out of the car and having a brief contact with Tang Dao. The senior Japanese intelligence officer who had made an own mistake was not a lack of brains. The beating from reality seemed to have opened up his mind. Ren Du's second line, his mind is getting smarter and smarter, otherwise he would not be promoted from lieutenant to sergeant in the next few years.
In the Japanese Army, there are assistant officers and even general-level pig heads, but the prerequisite is that there is a big family behind them. Those who are civilians and reach such a position are all elites.
Hence, since he walked onto the field, Qingshui Xiucheng's entire body has raised his alert level to the highest level.
At the level of Qingshui Xiucheng, when facing the enemy, guarding against the enemy's moves does not depend on whether the opponent punches or kicks. In that case, it will be too late. What they see is the enemy's muscle changes and blood flow. Only in this way can they predict the enemy and strike first.
However, even if 90% of his energy was on Tang Dao, the muscles all over his body did not change at all, and the blood flow was normal, but Tang Dao still kicked out.
With just a twitch of his toes, a stone weighing less than half a kilogram flew over like a cannonball. Even if he ducked down, the strong wind that passed half a foot above Qingshui Xiucheng's head told him that if he hit that stone Shitou, even if he didn't die immediately, he would probably be a fool in the future.
That means that Tang Dao did not mobilize the power of any other body. It only used the power of its toes to kick out a stone that was as big as a cannonball.
To be honest, Qingshui Xiucheng has never seen such a terrifying master.
As for his immediate boss, Senio Fujiwara, his family background and reputation were enough to be worshiped by a group of Japanese elites without any demonstration. Shimizu Hidejou directly classified Tang Dao and Fujiwara Senio as perverts of the same level.
Since Tang Dao is so awesome in Qingshui Xiucheng's mind, why does Qingshui Xiucheng still dare to stand in front of Tang Dao?
The reason is simple. He doesn't need to defeat Tang Dao. He only needs to force Tang Dao to take a few steps back. He will win, and at least he can regain the weight he lost in Saburo Okabe's heart. After all, Lieutenant General Saburo Okabe wants the momentum to compete with the Chinese, rather than being suppressed by Tang Dao all the time.
But Qingshui Xiucheng has become humble, but it does not mean that Tang Tuanzuo is a humble gentleman. To the Japanese, Tang Dao has always said, "Even if you call me daddy, you can only work harder!" '
"Don't be ungrateful. No matter how humble you are, I will beat you until you are so numb that you won't even recognize you. Mr. Lou Dehua's hundred submachine guns are worth his money." Tang Dao rushed into the water. Xiucheng raised his fingers and said something that Qingshui Xiucheng couldn't even wrap his head around.
Hit his feet, he ran quickly, and actually launched an attack on Tang Dao.
This is the wild land in the countryside, but it is a little smoother, but there is no cement-hardened road like the future. Qingshui Xiucheng's feet were not as light as the legendary Japanese ninja. Instead, his feet wearing military boots were dragging on the ground. The fierce friction sound caused by the iron nails inlaid in the soles of the shoes coming into contact with the ground could be heard far away in the wilderness. You can imagine how powerful it is to carry power on both feet.
Correspondingly, dust was flying. From the perspective of Saburo Okabe and others, as Shimizu Hidejou's figure moved forward as fast as lightning, the dust rising behind him was like a long gray-yellow dragon, sweeping Shimizu Hidejou's figure away. The cover is strange and fierce.
Furthermore, the figure of Qingshui Xiucheng rushing towards Tang Dao was not straight. He was moving left and right at high speed, which was elusive. For ordinary people, the best way to face such a strange enemy is to retreat continuously in order to find the direction of its attack and then block it.
But obviously, Tang Dao, who boasted of crossing the seaport, could not retreat. He could only find his true direction of attack in the dust deliberately stirred up by Qingshui Xiucheng.
“Yo Xi!” Saburo Okabe showed admiration in his eyes.
Rostav's blue eyes flashed with surprise. Because Tang Dao told this joke about Major Qingshui Xiucheng, he put away all his contempt for the Japanese major.
This man, although his head is a little unclear, the hands he showed prove that his skills are definitely first-rate. This is without a knife in his hand. If he had a knife, he would definitely be a terrifying killer.
Japanese ninjutsu masters really have their own uniqueness. You must be careful when dealing with these guys in the future. Otherwise, these guys will give you enough face and send assassins of this level behind their backs. You can't guarantee your absolute safety with just a small pistol. safe.
Shimizu Shujo's move really boosted Japan's momentum a lot. The two staff majors were stimulated by this and even shouted loudly to cheer for their compatriots. Brigadier General Tian and Rostav were also surprised by the weird Japanese ninjutsu. .
But to the special forces of the Fourth Row Regiment who were observing the changes on the field from a distance, this was just a ball! Why, you stirred up so much dust and didn't squint your eyes? Ming Xin, who temporarily acted as Tang Dao's personal guard and stood outside the venue, curled her lips in disdain. That's it? Not to mention Tang Tuanzuo, if it were him, if he struck with a sword, he would die as fast as the opponent rushed over.
To put it bluntly, Qingshui Xiucheng's move is far more showy than practical for this group of warriors.
Tang Dao, who was standing in the middle of the field, wanted to laugh even more when he looked at Qingshui Xiucheng, who was using the dust stirred up by his soles to hide his figure and rush towards him.
This is not the first time he has dealt with so-called ninjutsu. Future Tang Dao has encountered ninjutsu masters in the World Special Forces Competition, and he has sufficient understanding of both theory and practice.
Japanese ninjutsu is not about who can get beaten more, but a complete system of espionage and intelligence techniques, including: tracking, reconnaissance, espionage, bodyguards, assassination and other aspects. They can fly over walls and run over walls without making a sound; they can hold their breath in water for up to five minutes, and can stay underwater for a day and night with special equipment, etc.
Compared with Japanese martial arts that focus on improving physical potential, ninjutsu is undoubtedly a more practical killing skill. In particular, through the practice of Eastern secret techniques, ninjas temper their will, their spirit becomes extremely pure and tenacious, and their body's potential will be developed to the maximum extent. It can completely eliminate the confusion and fear in the mind and concentrate on the battle.
To put it bluntly, compared with warriors, ninjas are more like little strong men who like to hide in the dark. They rely on their perseverance and their skills of sneak attacks to launch fatal blows to the enemy.
For example, the person in front of me is obviously having an open duel, but he still has to cover his body with dust. It's just a habit. If he doesn't hide himself, he will feel uncomfortable all over!
Tang Dao has been standing in the middle of the field, his upright body motionless, just squinting and watching, letting Qingshui Xiucheng, who was not at all hygienic and made the whole place full of smoke and smoke, play tricks.
Squinting is not about paying too much attention, but because the gray is too big. If you don't squint, you will easily be blinded by the gray. This is the only effect of dirty Qingshui Xiucheng's trick.
What does it mean to judge from superior to superior? Every movement and silence between the two people on the field had already widened the gap between the two sides.
Of course, the premise is that Tang Dao must repel Qingshui Xiucheng's attack, otherwise, it will become a typical pretense and be fooled!
Qingshui Xiucheng, who felt that his momentum had almost reached a point where he was less than one meter away from Tang Dao, didn't care whether Tang Dao was really powerful or just pretending to be cool. He used his palm as a knife and suddenly thrust it under Tang Dao's ribs.
Although the ribs have more bones, they are also the vital parts of the human body. When a sudden blow occurs, most people will bow their heads and bend over due to severe pain. This means that boxers in the boxing ring will bend their arms to block their heads while also protecting their ribs with their elbows. Once they bend down, their heads will be exposed to the opponent's attack range.
For a high-level ninja, if he hits with a hand knife, it may break the ribs and pierce the flesh, let alone subsequent more ruthless blows.
Qingshui Xiucheng's eyes flashed with cruelty.
Although he couldn't kill this disgusting Chinese army colonel on Chinese territory, he could let him know that ninjutsu is different from martial arts.
Power, sometimes does not mean everything.
Then what greeted him was a big-footed man wearing long leather boots.
Long riding boots are a must-have for Chinese army officers above the rank of colonel. They are not only for handsomeness, they can also protect the calves when riding a horse, and provide sufficient protection for the feet during the rainy season.
However, the current individual equipment of the Si Xing Regiment is still focused on combat, and there has not been a systematic improvement of military uniforms and military boots. In order to reflect the integration of officers and soldiers, Tang Dao usually wears cloth shoes and leggings like ordinary officers and soldiers. Now the long In order to improve Tang Dao's negotiating skills, Brigadier Geng searched the Second Theater Command to find a pair of riding boots that fit Tang Dao and forced Tang Dao to wear them.
The long-legged riding boots equipped by the Chinese Army actually borrowed design from the long-legged military boots of the Germanic Army. The long-legged military boots equipped by the Germanic Empire Army were inlaid with a U-shaped piece of iron on the toes and heels, and there were dozens of iron shoes on the soles. Nails are very heavy and can be used as weapons when swung. Because the Chinese are shorter, they remove the U-shaped iron sheet but retain the iron spikes.
Having said so much, I just want to say that Tang Dao's kick is not only powerful, but also very hard. Even a stone can be cracked by this kick.
Seeing that his hand knife was only thirty centimeters away from Tang Dao's ribs, the cruel tragedy in Qingshui Xiucheng's eyes was replaced by horror.
Tang Dao's legs seemed to have been waiting for him to hit him. They appeared under his abdomen from an impossible angle.
But Qingshui Xiucheng knew that it was not where Tang Dao had been waiting, but that the speed of his kick was too fast. Moreover, he only moved his legs when his moves had become old and impossible to change.
After encountering such a kick between lightning and flint, the only thing Qingshui Xiucheng could do after finally reacting was to stand up.
Don't get it wrong. It means trying to mobilize the remaining strength and make the abdominal muscles stronger.
That is, the consequences of playing head-on with a big-footed man wearing riding boots studded with iron nails.
This is because Tang Dao didn't want to kick him to death, otherwise the kick would have been in the crotch. What kind of stone can be made by Qingshui Xiucheng to compare with the hardness of the soles of riding boots?
It's just that Qingshui Xiucheng, who was forced to do something wrong, didn't want to say Shuan Q!
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