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Chapter 279 Bull's Knife (thirteen)

After entering Miss Miranda's house and answering five questions, Benel asked straightforwardly: "Is Miss Miranda okay?"

If not the middle name, Miss Miranda's full name is Miranda Huntington. Master Huntington never expected that the boy who acted as a messenger of the Chinese army in front of him would briefly talk about "time, place, character, event" in less than three minutes, and then went straight to the things that the boy was most concerned about, the safety of "classmate Miss Miranda".

"She's very good." Master Huntington answered this question briefly. As a master, Huntington has such elegance. Many people around him had a very bold question and their faces became very ugly. Several guys holding guns couldn't help but adjust the angle of the rifle, and it seemed that they had the urge to shoot Benniel with one shot.

After browsing the letters briefly, Mr. Huntington said, "Benniel, those Chinese people want me to make a decision within fifteen minutes. I can't make a decision such a big thing. Can you go out and tell them we want to discuss it with them?"

When Benelle saw Mr. Huntington talking to him, he did not speak to the little guy but to speak to an adult. He immediately felt moved, and he quickly replied, "Okay, I'll go now."

Three minutes later, Captain Wei Jianjun from the Restoration Army had already understood the news that Benelle brought. He said kindly: "boy, go back and tell the people in the room that within three minutes, they can send three people to the entrance of the garden, and I will negotiate with them in person. If they don't come out in three minutes, we have to go in. Go quickly."

When Benniel trotted straight to the gate, Captain Wei Jianjun heard someone shouting, "Company Commander, the cannon is being dragged."

The 75 field gun cannot be disassembled, and its weight is about 1.1 tons. Even if a very good gun car is used, it is quite difficult to tow a three-wheeled motorcycle. The combat preparation has been going on for more than half an hour, and the straight-line distance is about 500 meters. Wei Jianjun led people to determine the location of the gun, and smiled at the instructor Xu Qingtian, "Instructor, we can also consider the problem of using small vehicles in street combat."

Xu Qingtian is from Shandong. After listening to this suggestion, he also felt a little lit up. "Old Wei, let's consider this in a while. If we die after this battle, we will write this."

While he was talking, he saw the door of the mansion opposite opened. Benelle took the lead and followed three people. The instructor looked at the three people who came out to negotiate and couldn't help but smile and said, "Old Wei, it seems that some people are more afraid of death than us."

"Instructor, stay here. What if those Americans want to play the game and die, I'm still waiting for you to avenge me." After Wei Jianjun said that, he took two guards and headed straight to the gate of the mansion. Xu Qingtian saw that the three of them were stable and calm. Just looking at the appearance, it was more like going to the banquet in the mansion. This calm attitude made the instructor feel a little nervous. When Wei Jianjun walked to the gate, the instructor suddenly realized that Wei Jianjun was really explaining his funeral.

Mr. Huntington stood a little inside the open door, and saw the European with an oriental appearance leading two guards to the door calmly, and then he went out. This was not Mr. Huntington's making a move, it was just a habit.

"Are you European?" Huntington asked directly about Wei Jianjun's origin. It was a bit surprising for Europeans to appear in the Chinese army. It was just as eye-catching as Indians and blacks appeared in the US federal army.

"My father is Chinese, my mother is Spanish, so I am also Chinese. I was born in China, went to school in China, attended military academy in China, and joined the Chinese army." Captain Wei Jianjun introduced his life so far in a few short sentences.

This made Mr. Huntington stunned. No matter what his appearance was, the captain in front of him was still a real Chinese. But this was not the point. After clarifying the other party's identity as a well-established Chinese, Mr. Huntington was sure that he didn't have to expect that the other party's European blood would make him tend to Americans with the same European blood. Mr. Huntington looked at the Chinese soldiers who were playing with cannons pointing the cannon guns at his house. He asked straight to the point: "Mr. Captain, what do you want to talk to me?"

"Our Chinese army is not here to rob St. Paul, nor is we received the order to destroy St. Paul. To be honest, if we only destroy St. Paul, my work will not be so hard. The order we received is to occupy St. Paul, that is, for all the resisters, we will kill without mercy. But if we do not resist, we will not hurt them, let alone plunder them. So I want to ask your attitude, that is, you are willing to accept the occupation of the Chinese army.

The leader still has to serve the US government and fight us to the end." Wei Jianjun said calmly, without any anger in his tone. In fact, when he was on the West Coast, he discussed this passage with the comrades in the Political Department for a long time and memorized it. It was only when the battle on the West Coast was fierce, the Americans resisted fiercely, and they surrendered until they were scared by the killing. Therefore, Wei Jianjun and the others never found an opportunity to practice it. This time they finally had the opportunity to practice it. His attention was all about whether the passage was recited incorrectly.

Master Huntington was not surprised that there was indeed such a tradition of "occupation" in the European war. Theoretically, as long as the occupied side did not resist, the occupying forces would not start a massacre. This is also considered a accumulation of some kind of civilization. However, this tradition is a matter of war between Europeans. Master Huntington is not sure whether the war between Chinese descent and European descent that is a foreign race is suitable for this tradition.

"Mr. Captain, do you want us to answer this question when you meet us?" Mr. Huntington tried to determine the key points of the conversation.

"Yes. I see that your house is so grand, and I think it is also the number one person in the local area, so I came to negotiate with you. You are preparing to exert patriotism to kill American heroes, or to protect their own family business and population. Please give me a clear answer." Captain Wei Jianjun went straight to the core.

After hearing this, Mr. Huntington cursed in his heart, TM. Isn’t this nonsense? Has the federal government done anything besides collecting taxes from me? Why did hundreds of people in my family want to kill the federal government under the siege of soldiers? However, this did not blurt out. Mr. Huntington was able to become the patriarch of such a big family, not because of kindness, nor because of purity and kindness. It is very dangerous to immediately surrender to the Chinese. The Chinese attach so much importance to the Huntington family, and they will never stop at the Huntington family and say that they will never resist such a little.

"Mr. Captain, do you have any other requirements besides what you said to me just now?" Mr. Huntington came up and led his words in a clearer direction. The poor families have few things, so they will not actively propose suggestions to destroy money and eliminate disasters. Of course, the rich will not willingly lose money and eliminate disasters. But looking at the cannons and the army with live ammunition, Mr. Huntington knew that if the Chinese were in, they would lose more than that little money. Under such circumstances, Mr. Huntington tried to know the other party's request first, even if the other party asked for a huge price, in the current peaceful negotiation environment, Mr. Huntington also had room to repay money.

Wei Jianjun took out a stainless steel cigarette box from his left chest pocket. The cigarette box is actually not worth the money, but this shiny guy is very attractive. Chinese soldiers will make one in the military supply office or not, put it in the left chest pocket. This is just a legend in the army, and it may block bullets in this position. Of course, the purpose of Wei Jianjun doing this is to "show off his wealth". Human beings are more concerned about shiny metal objects.

He took out the cigarette and gave it to the people who participated in the negotiations, and they reluctantly took the cigarette roll. After lighting the cigarette, Wei Jianjun took a sip and replied calmly: "Don't worry, we have no intention of looting this city, nor have we intentions to loot your house. Whether it is now or in the future, we have no such plan. My most urgent problem at the moment is to hope to reduce the battle as much as possible. In this way, we can die fewer people. You must be a top figure in this Saint Paul city. Your family must have great influence at least on this street. We only have one requirement for you, send your family and the people on this street to tell us our attitude. If you don't fight with us, you will be safe. If you fight with us, you will be eliminated. I think this is your obligation as a resident of Saint Paul."

After a few minutes of intense conversation, Mr. Huntington returned to his mansion. The anxiously waiting family members immediately surrounded him. Mr. Huntington briefly explained the last conditions offered by the Chinese to the family members. The Chinese promised not to enter the Huntington family, and the Chinese promised not to infringe on the Huntington family and ensured that the Huntington family's property was safe. But in return, in addition to not being able to attack the Chinese, the Huntington family also had to send people to convey China's attitude from door to door on this street.

Hearing that his family's safety was guaranteed, members of the Huntington family could not help but want more. One said, "Why don't they go door to door by themselves?"

This sounds like a joke to other family members. When the Chinese were carrying guns to the doors of each family, they must have come to greet them with whistling bullets, rather than the owner of the family with panic on their faces. However, serving the invaders does indeed test the moral standards of the Huntington family.

Before the family members could react to this, Mr. Huntington continued: "The Chinese captain said that if we did not send people to participate in the action of minimizing bloodshed as much as possible, he could not believe that we would not really not participate in the war. They would launch an attack within ten minutes."

As soon as this was said, members of the Huntington family quickly adjusted their moral level to a level that was in line with reality. Several people expressed their willingness to participate in peace.

"Sir, you can't do this." As the messenger, Benelle, who participated in the conversation throughout the whole process, immediately raised an objection when he saw that the Huntington family wanted to agree to cooperate with the Chinese. Most of the streets were rich. If the Huntington family sent personnel to persuade these people, the Chinese could quickly pass through the street. After passing through the streets, they could turn a corner and go around behind the troops who were defending the railways that were loyal to the United States. Benelle's father and brother were in that defensive position.

The Huntington family had their interests, and Benniel also had their own interests. So Benniel immediately objected. Now, all members of the Huntington family looked at Benniel. At first, there were some people in this group who were more friendly to Benniel. Now, even if there were a few people in all the eyes that Benniel saw, he was still a little ashamed, but all the emotional foundation was not kind.
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