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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 1191 Confrontation at the Reception (Part 2)

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    Tang Qiuli's tall figure appeared at the door of the hotel lobby, immediately attracting everyone's attention. Only a few of the guests present had seen Tang Qiuli's true appearance. As soon as this man arrived in Manila, he stirred up a storm and threatened to  What kind of three-headed, six-armed and fierce-faced Chinese are the Chinese who took the lives of more than thirty American soldiers?

    According to common sense, Mei Xue, who is dressed in a cheongsam, charming and charming as a flower, should be the center of attention. In such social occasions, beautiful women are always the center of attention. But today, Mei Xue was temporarily ignored.  Because Tang Qiuli is so famous, looking at the history of Manila, Tang Qiuli is probably the first person on American territory to make Americans bow their heads like this.

    Tang Qiuli smiled bitterly. This time, he didn't even want to be famous. After seeing Tang Qiuli's face clearly, almost everyone looked surprised and whispered, this is the famous Tang Qiuli.  Qiu Li, ridiculously young, gentle and personable, according to Western standards, is a standard gentleman. If it weren't for the scar on his face, reminding everyone that this is a man with millions of soldiers, everyone would definitely  You would think that this is a well-educated young man from a wealthy family.

    After looking away from Tang Qiuli, everyone noticed Mei Xue beside him. They couldn't help but exclaimed, "So beautiful." They had to admit that despite their prejudice against Tang Qiuli, such a couple  Holding arms, they walked into the splendid hall with a calm expression, looking so harmonious and natural, as if this place was born to be a stage set for them.

    Stilwell hurriedly greeted him, "General Tang welcomes you to the cocktail party. It is our honor." Of course, these were polite words. Tang Qiuli glanced at the guests and had a panoramic view of the guests' expressions. Most of the people's expressions were  His eyes were not friendly, and even filled with hatred. This was easy to understand. He had just killed thirty-eight American soldiers. These people who looked at him with disgust should be Americans.

    MacArthur, Alexander, and Brooks stood side by side, holding wine glasses, each looking at Tang Qiuli with concern. MacArthur was sure from the moment Tang Qiuli entered the hall that this was the man who repeatedly slapped him in the face and forced him to order the shooting of three people.  Fourteen American soldiers, that pesky Chinese Tang Qiuli

    An uncontrollable feeling of disgust made him frown. MacArthur did not intend to greet him personally. He wanted to wait for Tang Qiuli to come over to greet him. It seemed that only in this way would he feel better.  It was one thing to regain some face and give in to Tang Qiuli. It was another thing to take the initiative to show kindness to this extremely annoying Chinese in public. As a result, MacArthur's attitude became more arrogant, and he raised his hands  He hugged her to his chest and watched Tang Qiuli walk in coldly.

    Alexander's mood was complicated. In a sense, Tang Qiuli and his army were the saviors of Alexander and the British army. Without Tang Qiuli's troops, they could capture Myitkyina and start the westward retreat to India.  Through the passage, Alexander and the remaining British soldiers either became rotting corpses on the land of Burma or became members of the Japanese prisoner-of-war camp.

    But from another perspective, it was the Chinese Tang Qiuli who refused to carry out the orders of the Allied Forces Headquarters and tore a hole outside Mandalay to rescue the British troops, which led to the death of more than 400,000 British and Burmese troops.  The soldiers were first ambushed by the Japanese at Lipao Grand Canyon, and then they were in danger by the Yim Don River.

    In the end, only more than 20,000 people retreated to Imphal in India in panic. Alexander himself was left out, deprived of his military power, and served as a bullshit civil affairs officer who did nothing all day long. He was almost in a state of idleness. All that happened  Everything is related to the Chinese in front of him. For Alexander, who is used to being the boss in Myanmar, is there anything more painful than this?  Why did you make Alexander so embarrassed?

    As for Lieutenant General Brooks from Australia, he didn¡¯t know much about China¡¯s most powerful Tang Qiuli before. For Brooks, China was too far away, separated by the vast Pacific Ocean. In his impression,  Here, Chinese men should have long braids, tattered clothes, numb faces, and a look of malnutrition.

    This is not to blame Brooks. His father, who once served in the US military and participated in the battle of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces to capture Beijing, often said this when he was a child. Moreover, Brooks¡¯s home still has many items from China.  , the gold and silver treasures that his father had plundered. Tonight, the necklace his wife wore around her neck was an item from the Chinese Imperial Palace. It is said that it was the personal belongings of one of the emperor's concubines. After his father raped the imperial concubine,  , harvesting the life of that Chinese woman with small feet and this necklace.

    Brooks's attitude towards the Chinese was even more contemptuous than MacArthur's. It was the kind of contempt based on little knowledge and inherent thinking. He was also in the most relaxed mood. He did not have to deal with this ignorant and backward nation, which would save him a lot of trouble.  veryIt is strange that MacArthur, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, would be troubled by this Chinese, would he give in and sacrifice the lives of more than 30 American soldiers for this Chinese?

    The top representatives of the three Western powers of the Allied Powers just watched Tang Qiuli approaching step by step. Different lights shone in his blue-grey eyes, including curiosity, complexity, and undisguised contempt and hostility.  Unexpectedly, Tang Qiuli was five or six meters away from them, smiled at the Chinese beauty holding his arm next to him, and sat directly at a table. From the beginning to the end, he did not glance towards her.  The glance of these three most important people in the room is more transparent than the air.

    A burst of anger crept up MacArthur's face, but Alexander was calm. He had met Tang Qiuli twice and had two head-to-head confrontations. He knew very well that this young Chinese man's pride would not be possible if he were not afraid of damaging MacArthur's  The American's mood aroused dissatisfaction, but he didn't mind taking the initiative to say hello.

    Brooks looked at Tang Qiuli with great interest. This young Chinese aroused great interest in him. He didn't mind talking to Tang Qiuli, mainly because he had an urgent question that he needed to know, "Excuse me, Tang Qiuli."  General, where are your braids? Your beautiful lady, can I see her little feet?"

    Imagine the Chinese man in front of him, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a big braid on the back of his head. The beautiful woman with a plump and attractive figure next to him. With such a graceful body, how does a pair of small feet no longer than the length of a hand support her?  She has a sexy body. Thinking of this, Brooks feels itchy and wants to lift up Mei Xue's cheongsam to see what's going on.

    Thank God, Brooks also looked at MacArthur and did not move. He was embarrassed to be the first to step forward, and his so-called gentlemanly demeanor saved him. Otherwise, the first person to be carried out before tonight's cocktail party had started was Lieutenant Commander Brooks.  Of course, the general was not drunk, but must have received a heavy blow from Tang Qiuli and passed out. As for whether he could wake up, it depends on his luck.

    The sweat on Stilwell's forehead started to drop. He didn't expect that in less than a minute, Tang Qiuli would take such a move when he was greeting other guests. Looking at MacArthur's increasingly livid face, Stilwell  Wei seemed to smell a smell of gunpowder smoke, and sparks popped out in the air.

    The other guests had obviously noticed this and started talking among themselves. Tang Qiuli couldn't keep a low profile even if he wanted to. Stilwell hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Vice Chairman Tang, please allow me to introduce you. This is the American  General MacArthur, Commander-in-Chief of the U.S. Forces in Southeast Asia and the South Pacific, this is the Civil Affairs Officer of the British Empire in Eastern India, Lord Alexander, and this is the Chief of Staff of the Australian Army, Lieutenant General Brooks."

    After saying that, he stretched out his hand to Tang Qiuli and introduced: "This is General Tang Qiuli, the vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, the commander-in-chief of the Burma Theater, and the second-level army general." Alexander is an old acquaintance.  , just as he was about to go over to shake hands, MacArthur beside him did not move, and he quietly retracted his hand. He had no choice but to do so. The world was now dominated by Americans, and he had to look at MacArthur's eyes to act.

    As for Brooks, he looked indifferent and just kept looking at Tang Qiuli and looking behind his head. MacArthur's hawk-like blue-gray eyes stared at Tang Qiuli. He was waiting for Tang Qiuli.  Qiu Li took the initiative to reach out. According to his position, he was the first deputy commander of the Allied Forces, while Tang Qiuli was just the commander of a unit under the Allied Forces.

    As for his title of Vice Chairman of the Republic of China, MacArthur didn't pay attention at all. Even if Chairman Chiang came, so what?  MacArthur, who has been in the East for a long time, knows that this is momentum, which is what the Chinese call face. If you, Tang Qiuli, take the initiative to greet you, you are showing your identity as a subordinate. Tomorrow's meeting will be easier to handle.  much more

    But he thought wrongly. Tang Qiuli had no intention of reaching out at all. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at MacArthur calmly. In his eyes, fire gradually appeared. This smile, in MacArthur's eyes,  Come, full of provocation and contempt. This is something that the boss is used to and absolutely cannot tolerate. He dares to defy and challenge me, MacArthur, in public. He is really overestimating his capabilities.

    The guests all stopped talking and looked at Tang Qiuli and MacArthur, who were not giving in to each other. The people with good intentions had even started to make a bet, which of the two would reach out first?  Stilwell quickly smoothed things over, "Generals, we might as well sit down and talk."

    Tang Qiuli and MacArthur reached out their hands almost at the same time and shook hands with each other. Their eyes collided. Tang Qiuli narrowed his eyes slightly. MacArthur felt a cold light coming from the Chinese who was half a head shorter than him.  In the eyes of young people, a flash disappears

    To be continued (To be continued)

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