The people under Ishii were basically researchers and civilians with little training.
Facing these Osaka soldiers who have been systematically trained, they are naturally no match.
He put up little resistance before being disarmed.
Ishii stared at Sato angrily.
His eyes were on fire.
However, he had no choice at this time.
The radio station that communicated with the outside world was confiscated, and the weapons of resistance were gone. They were completely transformed into a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"You've been hungry for so long, right?" Sato looked at everyone with a smile, "Come here, wait for our guests to eat. Otherwise, if word spreads, people will think that our Osaka division is too poor to afford meals. "
At Sato's instruction, two soldiers immediately brought several bamboo baskets.
The bamboo basket is full of bread.
The bamboo basket was thrown in front of Ishii and others.
Looking at Ishii and others who were looking at each other, Sato said with a smile: "Eat, why don't you eat?"
"Are you looking down on the reception given by our Osaka division?"
"Come here, feed them cakes!"
Following Sato's order, dozens of soldiers swarmed forward. Each man put an enemy to the ground, held a cake in one hand, pinched the other's neck with the other, and stuffed the cake into the other's mouth.
As for Ishii himself, Sato takes care of him personally.
Sato rolled up his sleeves and rushed in front of Ishii with a swoop.
He put his hands on the opponent's shoulders and tripped Ishii to the ground.
Then Sato pinched Ishii's neck with one hand, grabbed a pancake with the other, and stuffed it into Ishii's mouth.
Ishii came from a civilian background, so he was no match for a strong man like Sato in the military. He was so controlled that he could not move.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to call for help, his mouth was blocked by a cake.
As soon as the cake entered his mouth, Ishii felt a strange feeling.
The bread was as dry and hard as a stone.
It hit Ishii's mouth and directly knocked his front teeth loose.
Sato still stuffed it into his mouth desperately.
The dry and hard cake rubbed his mouth until it was bloody.
The taste of blood seeped into Ishii's mouth.
Ishii tried to struggle, but couldn't resist Sato at all.
He could only let Sato rub the hard cake on his face.
Ishii's face was almost rubbed off, but the cake was not even scratched.
"This cake is a bit hard."
Sato nodded and said to the soldier behind him: "What are you doing standing around? Go and get some water for our guests."
"yes."
Soon, two soldiers brought a large wooden barrel.
The bucket is filled with golden juice.
Bubbly and gurgling.
In order to increase the viscosity and texture, Chef Lin also specially added a layer of gravy.
Sato stirred it with a spoon. The viscous liquid was like sesame paste and brown sugar, sticky and surging, as if it had a gelatinous texture.
A pungent smell permeated the barrel.
Several soldiers who were approaching covered their noses involuntarily.
Sato was dumbfounded looking at the bucket of golden juice.
He knew Chef Lin was going to do this.
But I didn't expect it would have this effect.
It felt very similar to the curry his friend brought back.
He clearly remembered that the curry seemed delicious.
But now...
Sato felt that he would never eat curry again in his life.
"Chef Lin worked so hard? It took a lot of effort, right?"
Sato asked softly.
"I don't know if I put in the effort, but after Chef Lin finished cooking, he threw away the pot."
A soldier whispered from the side.
Sato was stunned for a moment, and then said to Ishii with a serious face: "Did you see that our Chef Lin is so attentive, why don't you open your mouth quickly?"
"Drink!"
Sato filled a spoonful and brought it to Ishii.
Ishii almost vomited when he smelled that smell.
Let alone eat it.
He couldn't help but move his body backwards with both hands, and kept screaming: "Don't come over, no, Yachudie!"
Ishii screamed and backed away.
But soon, he retreated to the corner.
"Come on, be good, drink quickly, don't waste our efforts."
Sato held out the big spoon in front of Ishii.
"Dah!"
Ishii didn't know where he got the strength. He waved his arm hard and knocked the big spoon away.
The golden soup in the spoon spread all over the floor.
"Baga, you dare to waste food. Don't you know that this is a time of war and every grain of food is very precious?"
Sato's expression changed, and he had a righteous expression on his face.
"I'm going to punish you by eating all this wasted food."
Sato said, grabbed Ishii's collar, and pushed Ishii's head into the bucket of gold soup.
Ishii struggled to get out.
But he is usually not Sato's opponent.
After all the trouble just now, it will become even worse.
Sato forced his head into the golden soup bucket.
"Cough cough cough, gu dong gu dong..."
Ishii opened his mouth and took several sips.
I was so choked that I couldn't speak at all.
But Sato still didn't let go and maintained his original posture.
After a few minutes, Sato finally let go of his hand.
Ishii's body slid down.
"It seems that Colonel Ishii has eaten too much and needs a good rest. Please help him move to another place so that he can have a good sleep."
Sato said to several of his men.
"yes."
Several men dragged Ishii out in disgust.
Ishii's original subordinates were not much better at this time.
Everyone choked on the dry biscuits and rolled their eyes.
"Deal it all together."
Sato waved his hand.
The people behind him rushed up and dragged all these people out.
They found a mass grave outside the city, dug a big pit, and forcibly cut the bones of these people.
After dealing with Touwei, Sato returned to the division headquarters to report to Wei Wu.
"Division Commander, everything has been resolved."
"Yeah." Wei Wu just nodded.
To him, Ishii United was nothing more than a minor problem.
He has a more important thing to do.
That's trying to get some planes out.
Viruses are just tricks after all.
Aircraft, artillery, and steel battleships are hard power.
Without these as support, everything else is just icing on the cake.
No matter how powerful the little tricks are, without hard power, they can't turn the tables.
Now, the strength of the army in the base area is enough to compete head-on with the Japanese army.
It can even be better in terms of firepower density.
But not yet the Air Force and Navy.
To be precise, there are still blanks in these two aspects.
The Navy is a gold-eating beast.
Even with Wei Wu's current status, it was difficult to build a fleet, let alone build a navy.
Wei Wu couldn't help with this thing even if he wanted to.
But the Air Force is much easier than the Navy.
Although the air force of this era was also a technological weapon, it had not yet evolved to the sophisticated level of later generations.
Today's airplanes all have ordinary mechanical structures. If you take one back, take it apart and look at it, you can study everything.
It’s not like later generations who could write seven or eight analytical papers just by dropping some paint.
The difficulty of the two is not at the same level.
