Zhongxin began to calm down.
As an intelligence officer, the most taboo thing is to be emotionally affected by events.
After carefully checking his belongings, he took out an old piece of clothing from his luggage.
He ordered the Japanese in front of him to turn around and quickly took off all his clothes.
He pulled out the tattered clothes from his baggage and put them on one by one.
After checking the bag carefully, apart from a few corner tickets, there was only one certificate of good citizen left.
"Please turn around!" As Shigenobu spoke, he stuffed the button on his clothes into the keyhole familiarly. When he saw the lieutenant turning his head, he began to tell the details: "When you lead people to pursue, don't go too fast, just keep an eye on it. Just keep them..."
In two consecutive battles, the elites under his command suffered heavy casualties. The lieutenant, who had always had a bad face, hesitated: "Why not just chop off their heads?"
Shigenobu said calmly: "Not only can't you kill them, you must also ensure the safety of all of them! If you don't want to be ordered to commit seppuku."
Hearing the chill in the other party's words, the lieutenant no longer hesitated: "Just the two of you, wouldn't it be too underestimating the enemy?"
"You don't need to care about this. You must make the Eighth Route Army fleeing eastward believe me! I'm still in the team now." After Chongxin finished speaking, he threw the clothes, shoes and even the crotch cloth he had changed into to a man who was about the same size as him. The devil said in a cold tone: "Please put them all on!"
The lieutenant glared at the reluctant Japanese.
The Japanese man quickly bowed his head in salute, and then began to change his clothes.
Shigenobu carefully checked his clothes, inserted a dagger into his sleeve, and stuffed some inconspicuous gadgets into the middle of his cloth shoes. He looked at the men next to him who were changing clothes, then turned to look at the lieutenant: "According to the intelligence Based on the department’s on-site investigation results and analysis, and comparing the owners of these footprints, it can be confirmed that none of them participated in the direct action and should be just peripheral personnel.”
I understand what you mean. You are prepared to take a long-term approach to catch the big fish.
"Yes, the people from the Eighth Route Special Agent Group who actually participated in the operation are my targets!" Chongxin smiled slightly: "Now, I need to keep the people in the east alive for the time being, so please be sure not to lose them."
"Don't worry, I'm also a Nakano graduate!"
Shigenobu was stunned for a moment: "Very well, these suspects thought they could deceive me by placing a few footprints. Since most of them are heading west, it means they probably have important purposes in the west. Haha, I Let’s see what tricks they can pull off.”
"The army in the west is encircling and suppressing the national army, maybe..."
Shigenobu waved his hand: "You have participated in many operations. You should know that what we do achieves greater results than killing our opponents on the battlefield."
The lieutenant was convinced: "Jun Chongxin, I leave it to you to find out about the Eighth Route Special Agents!"
"There are very few people with the surname Zhong in this area. Please call me Shopkeeper Zhong from now on..." Chongxin nodded, full of confidence: "Haha, I have to follow them... Next, I will give them to them through their channels. You give the order!”
"Way to go!"
Looking at Shigenobu and another unknown elite who were disappearing into the shadows to the west, the lieutenant withdrew his gaze: "All warriors in the first team, change your clothes immediately!
For the first time, the lieutenant did not feel that the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army were dirty or ugly.
Hundreds of thousands of troops gathered to clean up the national army guerrillas north of the Yellow River, which could not compare with his hatred for the Eighth Route Special Agents.
...
Crescent moon night.
There are thin clouds and light wind.
Several dark figures appeared on the road in the distance.
The two guys lying on the ground stared wide-eyed: "Hey, it looks a bit like a night raid team!"
"Whatever team he is, don't pay attention to him. Even if they do any good, it won't be our brothers' turn. We might have to run errands for them..."
After a while, several dark shadows turned into a group of men in black, and Ding Ling clanged into the sight of the two spies hiding in the ditch on the roadside.
A voice whispered: "Let me tell you, they are really a fucking night raid team... They are really rich, and they are all riding bicycles... Hey, there are people behind them!"
A voice started to get excited: "There are two people in this car? Why are there so many people? Is there another big move by the imperial army?"
"We were not notified. Maybe it was some temporary action."
"How about we join in the fun? Maybe we can fish in troubled waters?" "No, there is no imperial army, the reconnaissance team is in front, and the security army is behind... How did these two dogs get together? Already? What does this mean?"
"Hey, you call them dogs, but don't forget that we are also members of the detective team..."
"Go away, that's not right, they don't have many things with them?" The puppet soldiers have three treasures when they go out: sacks, rifles, and dogs.
"It seems that most of them are looking for the commander to pick up the goods..." The voice was filled with endless envy.
Another frustrated voice said: "We can't afford to wade through this muddy water..."
The two watched all the targets pass by on the roadside. After waiting carefully for a long time, they finally discovered that a few more people appeared behind them.
The two hurriedly lay still, but they couldn't help but mutter: "These guys are quite careful."
"How can you make a lot of money by accident these days?"
"Hey, didn't the imperial army say they should ban smoking? Why do they let the common people grow tobacco?"
"This is not simple. The imperial army openly bans smoking, but secretly allows people named Lu to induce people to breed."
A voice full of longing: "If there is no shortage of water, I will plant all the fields at home with tobacco. If I plant it for one year, I will become the richest man in the county in one year..."
"You've become a shitty rich man. If you have a lot of people and a lot of land, how can you compare to that guy named Yu? Also, the fans they make are worth a thousand oceans... "
"Hehe, that's what I'm saying. The big smoke I planted last year, I don't know if it will still grow this year."
"The crops are more valuable than our lives. I have to drive the car to irrigate the fields at dawn."
"I said this world is really weird. We people are reluctant to take a few more sips, but we use water to grow crops."
"You know what the heck, can those things be called crops? Those are called fortune flowers..."
Seeing the person coming closer, the two stopped talking.
After waiting for a short while, the person at the end finally walked across the road in front of him.
Seeing that no one came from behind, the two men recovered from a certain emotion, naturally took out the broken tobacco leaves, stuffed them into the pipes made of bullet shells, and then lit them.
"I said, these tobacco leaves are soaked in the water of the big cigarette, and they are really exciting to smoke."
"I'm telling you, you can touch anything, but don't touch the smoke..."
"Haha, I just smoke paper cigarettes. Those big cigarettes are golden. How can we afford them..."
in the marching team.
Li Laosan gasped and trotted all the way to Ma Liang, who was taking a nap on the back of the bicycle: "Hey, Company Commander Ma, I just found someone hiding on the roadside..."
Ma Liang yawned: "Don't worry, they must think we are a reconnaissance team or puppet troops. The Japanese artillery towers in this area are not yet complete. By the time they go to report the news to the Japanese, and by the time the Japanese receive the news, we will have passed the blockade before dawn." Wire..."
Without Ma Liang's order to arrest the spies on the roadside, Li Laosan had no choice but to say shamelessly: "Hey, we've been running for almost two or three hours, it's time for us to take the car instead, right?"
Ma Liang joked: "Didn't you say you can run pretty well?"
"How did I know that I would have to run fifty-six miles in the middle of the night?" Li Laosan felt very uncomfortable. He carried a rifle weighing more than ten kilograms on his back and a large knife weighing more than twenty kilograms.
suddenly.
A voice from the front spread under the moonlight: "The battalion commander ordered that all the bicycles be given to Li Xiang's platoon...er, Li Xiang's company. Their platoon will go ahead to reconnoiter the enemy's situation and wait for opportunities to destroy the enemy's telephone lines along the railway..."
7017k
