Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 703 He Songling: You dare to mess with my wife, you are a big shot
"You don't have to worry too much. Xiao Wei is a very generous person. He has forgiven you for your shameless behavior of abandoning your lover..."

Lu Huizhong thought that He Songling really ran away from the United States to Europe because he couldn't face herself and Wei Shufen.

It was fine for the two of them to be jealous of each other, or to act like a spoiled child, vent their anger, or throw a tantrum in front of He Songling, but Lu Huizhong was not the kind of fairy who didn't know the difference between the important and the unimportant. If her husband really had a grudge against this place or even the two of them, Lu Huizhong would stand on the same side with her husband first.

"If you really like her, you can just... secretly come to America without telling me."

Lu Huizhong was a little anxious. She gritted her teeth and said something that would hurt herself: "You are a god anyway. If you want to do something, I can't find out. But this is the bottom line. You can't let me find out. Enough is enough."

"That's not the case." After hearing what Lu Huizhong said, He Songling sighed in his heart. This evil old society, some places really fascinated some shameless people. Even a woman like Lu Huizhong had to retreat at this time, and her words implied that she didn't care about taking a concubine.

What if it’s an ordinary woman?

But He Songling was not interested in such things. He was taught from childhood that men and women were equal, absolutely equal. He struck back at the fairy boxer, and he also disapproved of treating women as commodities.

Moreover, if we really look for it from the traditional culture of Lao Zhong, Lao Zhong is a standard monogamous system, and the wife has the same status as the husband. Man and woman are one, and they are the male and female masters of the same family. He Songling had not decided who to marry before, but since he had married Lu Huizhong, he would naturally respect his wife.

"Originally I was planning to go to America first, then Europe, then North Africa, West Asia, the Middle East, then Southeast Asia, the oceans and islands, in that order. But now I just happened to run into a person who is of great significance to this war, and he will be the Japanese barbecue master in the future, so I have to help him."

"I see." Lu Huizhong was not a petty woman, and she saw the current situation of the world war very clearly. Since He Songling said so, she did not hesitate, "So what do you say, should we go first, or go with them?"

"Let's go together." Mortals cannot be carried flying, not even Sun Wukong can carry Tang Seng. Of course, it is easy to use the magic wind to drag him, but it is too far from the Pacific Air Force base to Europe, so it is more convenient to fly.

"Fly over there?" When Curtis learned of He Songling's decision, his eyes widened as big as bells. "He, I originally thought you were very proficient in air force theory and flying techniques, and had your own insights, and even the founder of a school of thought on air combat tactics. I didn't expect you to be so amateur."

"Well, Mr. Curtis, what others say is nonsense, but since my Uncle He said so, he can naturally do it." Little Joseph explained on behalf of He Songling.

"Shut up, you have no place to speak here!"

Curtis could be relatively friendly to his peers and the foreigner He Songling, but when it came to Joseph Jr., a subordinate who was now clearly under his command, his iron-blooded military character, his clear class distinctions, and his commanding nature came out.

Curtis didn't care whether little Joseph was the son of the speaker or not. He only knew that he was his subordinate, so he scolded him without hesitation. But of course, Curtis was not a brainless tyrant. He could control his subordinates in a strict way and make them respect him. Naturally, he had his own way.

Because he himself is not the kind of dog officer who would leave the front line and just let others rush forward. Curtis is exactly the one who rushes to the front line every time, so he knows more about the tactics of the front line. He slapped a map on the table, pointed at the distance and shouted:
"Joe, watch this, the distance from here to our nearest air force base is more than 2,000 kilometers. After passing this base, the next Allied base that can provide supplies to the UK is 8,000 kilometers away, and there is no place to replenish in between." Curtis was one of the rare men who, after becoming a general, still flew his own plane into battle. He was so familiar with the supply locations and aircraft data on these maps that he could recite them with his eyes closed.

"Our transport planes, fighter planes, C-47 Albatross and P-38F Heavy Lightning at this base, have a maximum empty range of no more than kilometers. What will you use to refuel in the sky? Are you waiting to go into the sea to feed the fish?"

At this point, Curtis angrily slapped the map again, and the more he spoke, the angrier he became, his voice almost roaring: "Don't even mention all this. How many countries will we fly over? How many of them are enemy-occupied areas? What if you are discovered and shot down by the enemy's air defense forces? Do you expect a plane that has run out of fuel to be able to resist the encirclement and suppression of the enemy's fighter group? And you!"

Curtis scolded little Joseph so much that he couldn't utter a word. As if that wasn't enough, he turned around and shouted at He Songling: "You are a fucking military commander, your country's pilot instructor, and you actually want to take your wife to the battlefield? Can women go to the battlefield! You are asking the soldiers to die! Incompetent! Idiot!"

"Listen to me, he did this for the safety of his soldiers. His starting point is good after all, so don't do anything." He Songling knew that something was wrong the moment Curtis turned his head, and used four Qi ropes on his body to hold down the hidden weapons, hidden lines, Qi poison and hand daggers that Lu Huizhong was about to use.

Curtis was still confused. He had heard about He Songling's personality and was ready for He Songling to argue with him, but he didn't expect that He Songling's first reaction would be to hold down his wife.

He became even more angry.

"He, if you have any complaints, come to me. If you are still a soldier and a man, what's the point of always keeping your eyes on women?"

"Okay." He Songling sighed, "Be gentle." Then he took back his Qi.

"What do you mean light..."

"Tom!"

Curtis didn't even understand what He Songling was saying before he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. Lu Huizhong punched him in the head and he fell to the ground, leaving only the part above his nose exposed.

Little Joseph was so smart that he had already retreated eight feet away and looked at his superior with pity. You deserve it for messing with my Uncle He and his wife.

"Hmm? Hmm?"

Curtis, with only half of his head above the ground, kept rolling his eyes and made muffled sounds of confusion and fear.

(End of this chapter)