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With Okamura Neiji's comfort, Ling Yidi felt much more at ease.
He sat cross-legged on the futon, "I hope that the arrival of General Nan Erlang can break the arrogance of the Northeast Field Army in the past."
"After returning to China, I will actively urge relevant units to produce and develop equipment that is more beneficial to the China battlefield."
"To assist the locust army and conquer China!"
Ling Yidi's eyes were firm.
He wanted to repay the loss he suffered from Ye Anran with his life.
Okamura Neiji nodded, "A commander is admonishing Tian Locust. I believe that in the near future, we will have more advanced weapons and put them into use on the battlefield in China."
Ling Yi Deaf picked up the teapot.
He poured a cup of tea for Okamura Neiji, "Okamura-kun, I've worked hard on you these days."
"Hai."
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The north wind whistled.
A disk of moon hangs in the vast deep sky.
Ye Anran had a long chat with his elder brothers Ma Jinshan and Yang Jisheng.
Since the last time he took the initiative to expose the crisis in the Northeast Field Army.
Yang Jisheng followed the assimilation and led troops to reinforce Youcheng.
During this period, he was ambushed by Japanese soldiers and failed to reach Oil City.
But no matter what, Ye Anran was very moved to have a good brother caring about the life and death of the Northeast Field Army in these freezing days.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Yang Jisheng drank half of the tour.
His face was flushed, but tears could not stop flowing from his eyes.
Ma Jinshan sat next to him, looking at the tough guy wiping away tears, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Old Yang."
"What's wrong?"
…
Yang Jisheng said nothing.
Outside the window was the sound of howling wind and snow.
Yang Jisheng burst into tears in the room.
Ye Anran sat in front of Yang Jisheng. He knew why Lao Yang was crying.
A good brother who has been with him for so long.
Suddenly one day he stabbed him in the back, and finally turned to the Japanese...
Anyone else would be sad, right?
Ma Jinshan just came from Youcheng.
He didn't know yet about Yang Jisheng's deputy division commander's rebellion.
Thinking that Yang Jisheng was worried about the next step, Ma Jinshan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old Yang, stay in the Northeast Field Army."
"You, the Anti-League, act alone, but you are also fighting against the Japanese."
"Join the Northeast Field Army and join us in fighting the Japanese."
Ma Jinshan turned to look at Ye Anran, "Brother."
"Can I change the weapons that Master Yang used to resist the alliance?"
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Frog fun!
Ye Anran was confused.
He looked at Ma Jinshan with confusion, "Brother..."
"never mind."
Ye Anran muttered: "I can't bear it anymore. I'll ask my second brother to call a few brothers and bury you in the snow."
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Ma Jinshan was obviously drunk, "You two little bastards, do you dare? Why do you want to bury your elder brother in the snow? Are you rebelling against Tiangang?"
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Ye Anran raised the corner of his mouth, "So and so turned against Tiangang..."
"Can't you make the decision in such a small matter?"
"You're so polite."
"..."
Ma Jinshan:......
He took a deep breath and said, "Lao Yang, can you stay?"
Yang Jisheng raised his head and looked at Ma Jinshan.
finally.
Still rejected the elder brother's kindness.
Ye Anran didn't say a word more.
He could understand Mr. Yang's pain.
He picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, brothers, let's drink."
"cheers."
"cheers!"
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Four o'clock in the morning.
In a private house across from the Tonghe Provincial Police Department.
A muffler worth 50,000 points slowly stuck out of the window.
Sun Maotian holds a 98K sniper rifle.
He stared at the fake policeman standing guard in the scope, and his finger touched the trigger.
boom!
There was a dull gunshot.
The bullet instantly penetrated the pseudo-policeman's eyebrow.
Li Yukui, who was squatting aside, raised his telescope and said, "Is this done?"
"This gun is great."
"The movement is not that big..."
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Sun Maotian observed the movements around the police station. After making sure that the gunfire did not attract any attention, he looked at Li Yukui and the soldiers of the assault platoon squatting next to him.
"I'll keep an eye on your surroundings."
"You guys should move more quickly."
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Li Yukui picked up the human head placed in front of his toes and said, "Class 1 and Class 2 are on alert. People from Class 3 are following me."
"yes……"
The group responded.
Li Yukui lay on his back and led the assault platoon to quickly move to the door of the police station.
Li Yukui tied the heads of Cheng Bin, Zhang Xiruo, and Bai Wanren in advance and hung them on the lamppost in front of the police station with ropes.
Wait until the heads of the three traitors are hung.
Li Yukui gestured to Sun Maotian in the opposite building.
Sun Maotian put away his sniper rifle. He went out and took Li Yukui and others to the designated location.
When leaving Tonghe Province, they posted photos taken in advance and notices about the execution of traitors on lampposts and walls along the streets in Tonghe Province.
Seven o'clock.
A rapid whistle sounded throughout the police station.
The Japanese and pseudo-policemen staying at the Tonghe Provincial Police Department heard the whistle and quickly gathered at the entrance of the police department.
soon.
Dozens of fake police officers stood in front of the police station...
Wearing black pseudo-police uniforms, they shivered in fear as they looked at the three frost-covered heads on the lamppost outside their door.
If anyone were walking at night, going out to change the guard at night, and peeing, they would be frightened to death.
Dozens of fake policemen looked pale.
No one knows when this happened.
The Japs from the Gendarmerie took the corpses of the fake policemen who were shot dead in the guard box, took them out of the guard box, and placed them in front of everyone.
Under the extreme weather of the twelfth lunar month in the Northeast.
The body was frozen stiff.
The hoarfrost on the facial features and the bullet holes on the brow, at first glance, are scarier than zombies.
soon.
A man wearing a military coat quickly walked out of the police station.
The man is Ryujiro Nagashiya, the director of the Assimilation Provincial Police Department.
The people blocking him quickly made way for Nagashiya Ryujiro.
He walked to the front of the line.
Looking at the human head hanging on the street light pole, he frowned and cursed angrily: "Baga!!"
"How is this going?!"
…
Beside him, an adjutant whispered: "Director."
"I don't know when, but it was hung at the door of the police station."
"Our people didn't notice it at all."
"I didn't hear anything unusual!"
…
Nagashiya Ryujiro glanced at the adjutant.
He asked someone to put the head down.
When the three heads were placed on the ground, Nagashiya Ryujiro's expression became stiff.
"The Chinese people are too cruel."
"They are not even willing to use such cruel methods on their own people."
He took a deep breath and said, "These three people are the first division of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Alliance and have decided to surrender to the Locust Army."
"I never expected that Yang Jisheng could be so vicious!!"
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At this time.
A Japanese military policeman ran to Ryūjiro Nagashiya with a placard he had peeled off and said, "Report to the commander."
"A large number of notices were found in the city."
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Nagashiya Ryujiro caught the notice.
He lowered his head and studied it carefully.
Seeing the signature of the notice, Nagashiya Ryujiro took a deep breath...
Announcement from the Northeast Field Army Headquarters.
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Nani?
Nagashiya Ryujiro's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
If Yang Jisheng did what happened today.
He must settle the score with Yang Jisheng in the future!
But this signature...
Northeast Field Army...
Nagashiya Ryujiro swallowed.
He looked at the fake policeman lying flat on the ground, frozen stiff.
The hands of the Northeast Field Army are long enough...
This has already reached his doorstep.
When he thought of this, Nagashiya Ryujiro felt frightened.
He ordered his adjutant to prepare the car.
He is going to the Assimilation Provincial Garrison Headquarters to report to the commander about a series of things that happened in the police department.
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