Meng Shaoyuan successfully played the role of a messenger.
They even quietly established telephone contact with Henglong Company.
When Meng Shaoyuan dialed the phone and said: "Boss Xu, this is Kudo Shinichi", Xu Chengbo immediately recognized the voice of his boss.
"Mr. Kudo, how's it going?"
When he heard Xu Chengbo answer him like this, Meng Shaoyuan laughed in his heart. Not to mention, this guy who helped him run a smuggling business in Shanghai was quite good at acting.
"Ten thousand dollars, that's the price."
"Oh my god, this is too much."
Asama Akutagawa offered a sky-high price of 10,000 US dollars.
The long bargaining began.
Asama Akutagawa has no doubt of fraud.
This is what real business people do.
After several rounds of back and forth between the two parties, the price was finally set at $7,500.
Asama Akutagawa was very satisfied.
This is a huge amount of money.
Victory was achieved on the battlefield, and now with a prisoner of war, he had successfully earned another seven thousand five hundred US dollars.
This is what is called fame and fortune.
"Your Excellency General, your check."
Meng Shaoyuan took out a check and wrote the number on it: "Seven thousand five hundred US dollars, please take a look, General."
He touched his pocket casually.
There was the blank check Hawes had given himself.
Earn it.
After going back, I will fill in a number on it without being greedy:
Twenty thousand dollars!
The middleman doesn't want to make money?
Does the agency not charge agency fees?
Asama Akutagawa was very satisfied.
He is a soldier, and he only needs to complete the combat tasks assigned to him by his superiors and completely defeat the Chinese army.
other?
He didn't want to worry about it.
He is a soldier and an ordinary person.
He has to think about his own life and family, right?
"Kudo, take a good rest here." Asama Akutagawa collected the check: "When I confirm that this check can be redeemed, you can leave with Qin Fuyu. Ah, before that."
He called a sergeant in: "Sergeant Oshima, please take Mr. Kudo to the prisoner of war camp. He can bring out whoever he wants."
"Yes, General. Mr. Kudo, please follow me."
This was the first time Meng Shaoyuan walked into a real prisoner of war camp.
To say it was a prisoner of war camp is actually not accurate.
Surrounded by barbed wire, Japanese troops with loaded guns and ammunition were constantly patrolling the area. Two machine guns were set up high and ready to fire at any time.
Hundreds of Chinese soldiers were detained there.
They were wearing all kinds of military uniforms.
The Central Army, the Gui Army, and the Northeast Army.
They sat there in silence, saying nothing.
From the moment they were captured, they knew they were finished.
No one knows when they will be able to regain their freedom, and no one knows if they will ever see their parents, wives and children again.
However, if you give them another gun now, they will still fight for their lives with Little Japan.
Meng Shaoyuan firmly believes in this.
These prisoners of war were in ragged clothes and most of them had wounds.
Meng Shaoyuan could imagine that the absolute majority of them fought the Japanese invaders until the last moment before being captured.
Bravo.
An officer carrying the epaulets of a lieutenant colonel sat upright.
Even though he became a prisoner of war, he still did not forget his status as a soldier.
"Mr. Officer." Meng Shaoyuan stopped in front of him: "I am a reporter from Huari News. Can you tell me your name and serial number?"
The lieutenant colonel said loudly: "Wan Haiyuan, Chinese soldier!"
"Mr. Officer, I'm asking for your serial number." Meng Shaoyuan asked again in Chinese.
I have no ability to rescue them, but I can at least let their brothers who are still fighting and their families who are still waiting for them to go home know that although these people have become prisoners of war, they are still alive!
Once captured, giving your name and serial number is not treason, nor is it shameful.
Wan Haiyuan glanced at him coldly: "Wan Haiyuan, Gui Jun, Chinese soldier!"
Someone next to him quickly said: "Fang Zhongsheng, Central Army, Chinese soldier!"
"Ma Xiaobao, Central Army, Chinese soldier!"
"Liu Fuqing, Northeastern Army, Chinese soldier!"
This is the most consistent answer.
"Did you hear that, reporter?" A proud smile appeared on Wan Haiyuan's face: "We couldn't defeat you, and we were captured. It's our misfortune. But I won't tell you my serial number, and I won't let you little devils know. How many Chinese troops are here in Shanghai? How many Chinese soldiers are risking their lives against you!"
"idiot!"
Meng Shaoyuan shouted.
He looked angry, but he had to be so in order not to show his feelings.
He always thought that he was a very calm person who would not show his emotions under any circumstances, but in front of this group of Chinese soldiers, if possible, he even wanted to cry and bow for them!
In this land, warlords have been fighting for decades. Even though there is a government in name, the Central Army wants to eat up the local bastards, and the local bastards are always on guard against the Central Army.
Now, with the arrival of foreign enemies, all these grievances have been thrown away.
They only have one enemy in their eyes:
Japanese!
Kill yourself to be kind and die generously.
That's all!
Soon, Liu Xiang, who had been fighting against the government for most of his life and was considered a thorn in the side of the Chairman, was about to command the Sichuan army to Shanghai and fight the Japanese pirates to the end!
Did you see it, little devil, these are Chinese soldiers!
"Mr. Kudo, these Chinese prisoners are very stubborn." Oshima has long been used to it: "The headquarters has repeatedly told us that Europeans and Americans are watching, and we must treat the prisoners well even if we are acting. If not In this case, they all deserve to be executed!"
"Yes."
Meng Shaoyuan nodded seriously, glared at Wan Haiyuan fiercely, and left.
Brothers, I have written down your names. I promise that I will find your troops and I will tell your brothers and families that even if you become prisoners, you have not tarnished your title of "Chinese soldiers"!
One by one, the prisoners flashed in front of him.
His eyes fell on the southwest corner.
A soldier with a thin stature and whose colors were no longer distinguishable in his military uniform was huddled there, his head lowered, and his eyes not making contact with others.
If you occasionally raise your head, you will quickly lower it again.
Qin Fuyu!
He is Qin Fuyu.
Meng Shaoyuan came to him and kicked him.
Qin Fuyu shrank inward in fear.
Meng Shaoyuan squatted down and saw Da Dao a few steps behind him, and immediately whispered: "Hawes."
Qin Fuyu suddenly raised his head and his eyes lit up.
But then he saw this "Japanese" and winked at him.
As a result, Qin Fuyu immediately returned to his timid look.
"stand up!"
Meng Shaoyuan stood up and shouted orders.
Qin Fuyu stood up tremblingly.
"Sergeant Oshima, that's the man." Meng Shaoyuan said to Oshima in Japanese: "I want to take this man away. Ah, help him wash off, he really stinks."
A burst of wild laughter broke out from Oshima...
Meng Shaoyuan became increasingly curious about Qin Fuyu.
This person looked ordinary, but it cost Hawes seven thousand five hundred dollars, which was definitely a lot of money at any time.
What was it that he was hiding?
drug?
Unlike, you know, how many drugs does it take to make such a big sum of money?
What else?
Can't think of anything.
Meng Shaoyuan worked hard for a long time, but couldn't see how Qin Fuyu was worth the price.
"Mr. Kudo."
As soon as he saw Kudo Shinichi, Asama Akutagawa said with great interest: "Your check can be cashed. You are a very capable person. Hey, can you find out who else wants to ransom these prisoners? The price is negotiable. "
"Your Excellency General, there are not many people who can spend tens of thousands of dollars." Meng Shaoyuan smiled bitterly: "Not everyone is as generous as Xu Chengbo."
"I can give them a little discount." Asama Akutagawa smiled: "Ah, today, I will treat you to a meal. Unfortunately, during the war, soldiers are not allowed to drink. Otherwise, I should really treat you to a taste of Kyoto wine. "
“It’s been a year since I left my hometown, and I’ve almost forgotten the taste of Kyoto wine.”
Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "General, thank you for your kindness, but I am a Japanese who keeps my word. I must take that guy back to the public concession as soon as possible."
"Okay, Mr. Kudo." Asama Akutagawa said with some regret: "When we occupy the whole of Shanghai, I will treat you to a good drink. You will never come home until you are drunk."
"You will never return until you are drunk, General!"
"Your Excellency General, Mr. Kudo." Sergeant Oshima walked in: "That Chinese man, we washed him, changed him into clean clothes, and gave him something to eat. Now he seems to be in good spirits. not bad."
"Then I think I'll take my leave, General."
Meng Shaoyuan bowed slightly: "I wish your Excellency, General, to be invincible on the battlefield and have good military fortune."
"Mr. Kudo, I also wish you a safe journey." Asama Akutagawa was in a very good mood: "I will send someone to escort you all the way to the vicinity of the war zone. For the rest, please pay attention to your safety. I don't want to win in the future, so I will find someone to drink with." I can’t find you.”
"Kudo Shinichi" is a native of Kyoto, and his "fellow countryman" makes Asama Akutagawa, a native of Kyoto who always thinks highly of himself and is very exclusive, naturally feel close to him.
Then, he brought himself such a large amount of income, so unconsciously, Asama Akutagawa regarded "Kudo Shinichi" as one of his own.
This is exactly what Meng Shaoyuan wants to see.
Having a Japanese major general as his "friend" would be of great benefit to future operations...
Sergeant Oshima escorted them all the way to the vicinity of the fighting area, and then observed the surroundings: "Mr. Kudo, I can only send you here."
"Thank you, Sergeant Oshima, I think we will meet again in the future."
"Take care of yourself!"
"Take care of yourself."
Meng Shaoyuan watched the Japanese leave, and then turned his head to Qin Fuyu.
Qin Fuyu was sweating when he saw him.
Meng Shaoyuan smiled.
Then he asked:
"How about I kill you here and make an excuse?"
