The businessman looked at the so-called Italian handmade pure wool blanket.
He remembered that he had an identical one in the shop next door.
The purchase price is only 20 yuan.
Now, the Japanese soldier actually sold him two thousand.
It has increased a hundred times.
Why didn't he grab it?
No, he is robbing!
Businessmen really want to reason with each other.
But he looked at the rifle on his back.
The words reached his lips and he swallowed them again.
"Okay, I like this blanket very much. I bought it."
The businessman reluctantly took out two thousand yuan and returned to the cart holding the blanket.
As soon as he got into the car, other Osaka soldiers immediately surrounded him.
"The journey is long and we usually don't have to stop, so why not buy some rice balls to satisfy your hunger on the way? It's not expensive, each rice ball only costs 50 yuan."
"What should I do if it rains on the road? I have a good oil-paper umbrella here, and it only costs 200 yuan."
"Would you like a fan? It's 30 yuan apiece. It's a good idea."
Wei Wu smiled as he watched the soldiers below working hard to sell their products.
These are his foundations, and if circumstances permit, he will naturally let them earn a little more.
Whether those Japanese expatriates are happy or not is none of his business.
If you have the ability, go to the base camp and sue him.
If they can reach the gate of the base camp alive, he loses.
Another noisy hour passed.
Only then did everyone get in the car.
Trucks slowly drove out of Tianjin and headed out of the city.
"Division commander, where are we going? To Fengtian, Xinjing or Harbin?"
Sato asked from the side.
Turning from Tianjin, after leaving Shanhaiguan, we entered Northeast China.
They have three options.
Fengtian was the base camp of the Japanese army stationed in the northeast. It was originally the hometown of Fengjun. It was well managed by Marshal Zhang and had a number of advanced factories.
is the best place to go.
After Fengtian is Xinjing, the capital of the puppet Manchukuo State, where a large number of traitors are stationed.
The conditions are pretty good.
Harbin is considered the home base of the Osaka Division. I have been stationed here for a long time, so I am familiar with it and have many connections. I can live a good life there.
"If they don't go, we will go to North Korea instead."
Wei Wu shook his head decisively.
Now the Communist Army has become fully fledged under his arms, with millions of troops trained and equipped equivalent to those of a Class A division.
The firepower and heavy equipment are far superior to Japan.
Except for the navy, almost all of them crushed Japan.
When we go to the Northeast, even if there are one million Kwantung Army troops, they will be wiped out and no one will be left.
Therefore, going to the Northeast is a dead end.
On the contrary, it would be much better to go to the Korean Peninsula.
It faces the sea on three sides and has many ports.
The troops were almost driven into the sea. Could the base camp really watch millions of people being dumped on the mainland?
A ship will definitely be sent to rescue.
Wei Wu can then leave on the rescue boat.
This is currently the best retreat.
"I see."
Although Sato didn't know Wei Wu's purpose, he was used to executing orders.
He knew that Wei Wu would definitely not let them suffer.
"By the way, where is Commander Shinozuka Kazuo?"
Wei Wu asked.
"When you evacuated the Yangtze River defense line last time, you didn't say you would take him with you. I thought you were going to give up on him, so you left him there."
Sato said.
Wei Wu: "..."
He actually forgot about the commander Shinozuka Kazuo.
However, the Southeast War Zone no longer exists.
The commander also lost value.
It was a good thing that he died in the rebellion, as he could take the blame.
At the same time, the Communist Army was conducting screening work for prisoners of war.
"Everyone, keep running, especially the fat man, run faster!"
Several soldiers drove a group of Japanese soldiers in circles in the yard.
This is a relatively stupid method, but it is very effective.
In any army, the physical fitness of soldiers is the best.
Officers are worse.
The more senior generals are, the worse their physical fitness is basically.
Therefore, just by running in circles, the generals and soldiers can be divided into groups.
In the past, the communist army could capture very few prisoners, so this method was not very useful.
This time, the progress was rapid, and many second-line troops were surrounded before they could fight.
These are all newly recruited soldiers who have not received complete training, and their willpower is not the same as that of the veterans.
Therefore, they all surrendered after almost a symbolic resistance.
The communist army captured many prisoners at once.
The screening of officers was put on the agenda.
Shinozuka Kazuo was running at this time, cursing Wei Wu for running away without him.
He was caught in a daze while he was sleeping.
As a result, those Communist soldiers dragged him over to run around whenever they disagreed.
As soon as he was old, his body was hollowed out by Wei Wu's drunkenness.
How could he possibly run down?
Within two minutes, I sat down on the ground and couldn't get up again.
"Never run away again. If you want to ask anything, please tell me quickly. I can't do it anymore."
Shinozuka Kazuo was lying on the ground, feeling that his heart was about to beat out.
"Have you suffered a lot? Are you willing to tell the truth this time?"
A soldier came over and asked.
"When did I not tell the truth?"
Shinozuka Kazuo asked back.
"Then why don't you tell me about your official position?"
said the soldier.
"You didn't even ask!"
Shinozuka Kazuo wanted to cry but had no tears.
He wanted to say that.
But no one gave him a chance, so he was caught and run around in circles.
Who is offended by this?
Several soldiers looked at each other.
They certainly didn't seem to ask.
It's not their fault either.
In fact, Japanese officers insist that they are soldiers.
Let them all have a fixed mindset.
No one expected to meet such a weakling like Shinozuka Kazuo.
"Then what's your name?"
"Commander of the Southeast Theater, Lieutenant General Shinozuka Kazuo."
Shinozuka Kazuo adjusted his collar and said.
The soldier who was recording was stunned for a moment, and then immediately shouted outside: "Chief, we caught a big fish!"
After a bumpy journey, Wei Wu led his people across the Yalu River and entered the Korean Peninsula.
"Where did it come from?"
The defender next to the bridge asked while checking the documents.
"Withdrawn from North China."
Sato threw a cigarette to the other party.
"How are things going lately?"
"It's okay, it's pretty peaceful."
The leading defender opened the box next to it.
The wine bottle inside was revealed.
"Would you like some? They are all authentic local soju. Although they are not as delicious as sake, they are strong and have a unique flavor. A bottle costs 10 yuan."
The leading defender made a money gesture with his pen.
Sato was stunned.
He has always been the one selling things to others, and today someone was actually selling to him. The sudden change in roles made him a little uncomfortable.
Wei Wu, who had been sitting in the car, became energetic when he saw this situation.
He did not expect that he would encounter troops similar to Osaka merchants here.
Why haven't you heard of it before?
Out of curiosity, Wei Wu jumped out of the car and prepared to inquire.
