That brat Mishima got promoted?
Xu San felt happy.
Although there was only one day of communication, knowing each other was better than not knowing each other, not to mention that Xu San also gave Mishima a military honor in vain.
I didn't expect that little devil to be promoted so quickly.
It couldn't be because of the Honda Special Forces that were killed last time.
After figuring out the reason, Xu San felt much calmer.
At least he saw a little hope. If Mishima really became the team leader, then things would be much easier to handle in the future.
"Mishima Tai-kun and I are old friends, but I didn't expect that he would be promoted!?" Xu San leaned forward with an excited expression, as if he himself had been promoted.
"Yes, Captain Mishima heroically killed the enemy and received a commendation from the military!"
Military?
The military won't care about such trivial matters.
Nakajima simply picked the big one and said that it was the subconscious sense of collective honor that was at work.
However, Xu San did not reveal it, but continued as he said: "Yes, the military department thousands of miles away saw Taijun Mishima's loyalty and bravery, and made an exception to promote him."
"Xinxi, you are right!"
"In order to express my respect for the brave Mishima Taijun, I will go in to congratulate you and give you a small gift."
"Nonsense, how could Captain Mishima know you, a humble puppet soldier? You are lying. How dare you deceive the great imperial army? Your tear, tear." Nakajima still doesn't quite believe the flattery in front of him. The cowardly puppet soldier will get acquainted with Captain Mishima. He is lying now just to visit the prison. Chinese people are best at lying.
"Listen, my Japanese has an accent. It's all because of the guidance of Tai-kun Mishima."
Nakajima had only met Mishima once, and he vaguely remembered that he seemed to be speaking in Osaka dialect, so he believed Xu San's words. In order to verify it, he came up with an idea.
"Well, it seems to be in Osaka dialect. You shout a few words of "Long Live the Imperial Army" and let me listen."
This is easy to handle. Shouting a few slogans is nothing for Xu San. When he was an extra, he shouted many times, and how to shout out emotions was guided by a great director.
So, Xu San lowered his voice and shouted as hard as he could.
The voice is loud, confident, and exciting.
Now that the city is under lockdown, there is nothing on the streets. His voice directly pierced the sky, causing a flock of birds to rise into the sky in shock.
The commotion was so loud that it even attracted the attention of the Japanese on the tower, and they even started shouting.
Then, because of the emotional contagion, the Japanese soldiers stationed in the prison also shouted one after another.
The Japanese shouted in unison, which made Xu San's heart move slightly.
Could this noise be louder enough to alarm the three islands inside?
If he is alarmed, he will come out and take a look.
Then you can get online?
Thinking of this, Xu San slightly adjusted the rhythm of his slogan.
After a while, all the Japs stationed in the prison and the Japs in the nearby headquarters, under the leadership of Xu San, shouted: "Long live the Imperial Army, Long live the ***..., every battle must be won, Wu Good luck."
The voices rise and fall one after another, uniformly.
The strong and faint sound in the sky above Ping'an County is like a flock of old birds flying in the sky.
Not long after, a Japs ran out from the depths of the prison. After whispering to Nakajima, they glanced at Xu San, who was leading the Japs in shouting slogans, and then trotted back.
There's drama!
Xu San felt that something was going on, so he stopped.
After all, shouting at the top of your lungs is quite tiring and painful.
No one took the lead, and the Japanese's shouts gradually became chaotic.
Not long after, Ping An City once again ushered in peace.
The linkage between the Japs headquarters and the prison was so commotion that all the informants lurking in Ping'an City couldn't help but stir up a commotion.
"Old Wang, what's wrong with the devil today? He's screaming so happily."
"I don't know either. Except for the county brigade coming over and causing trouble a few days ago, the devils have been pretty quiet these days."
"Did you send the message from Miyano?"
"Sent out!"
"Could that be related to the Japs who left the city yesterday?"
"No, that team of Japs came to trouble the Zhong Yang Army."
"No, we need to investigate. If the Japanese are making such a fuss, I'm afraid there might be something big going on."
"Well, I'll go take a look at the headquarters a little later."
"careful!"
the other side..
"Did some turtle grandson lose another battle? Otherwise the Japanese wouldn't have made such a big fight."
"Maybe? I haven't seen the Japs making such trouble in these years. It can't be..."
"Don't say it, don't you know you are a crow's mouth? Send a message to the outside of the city later and ask what's going on. We brothers can make preparations in advance to avoid others catching fish in a jar."
There are several similar situations in Ping'an County.
They unanimously began to deploy their own manpower and hidden lines, and began to investigate whether the Japanese were secretly planning any conspiracy.
Xu San, who was the instigator, naturally had no idea about this. He was squatting in the sun and smoking silently.
At the same time, the other hand was still holding the itchy throat.
To be honest, he had never shouted so hard during military training.
After traveling through time, he still had to suffer this crime, which made him feel very unhappy.
I'm not happy about it, but if I can really draw Mishima out, it's worth it to make my throat hoarse.
The puppet soldier just came out of the prison again. This time he did not look for Kenjiro Nakajima. Instead, he ran directly in front of Xu San, looked up and down, and then said in half-baked Chinese: "Your place, Xu Shan?"
"Back to Taijun, the young one is Xu San. Just speak Japanese, I can understand you."
"Xinxi, our squad leader is looking for you, you can come in with me."
"Taijun, may I ask what your name is?"
"Fujita Chong!"
"Where do you live back home?"
"Gunma Prefecture Showa Watch."
"Gunma County Showa?" Xu San muttered softly. He felt that this place name was very familiar.
Fujita Chong's ears were very good and he heard Xu San's muttering: "Do you know where it is?"
"I heard it's a beautiful place."
"Xinxi, you are very knowledgeable! The rice there is very famous!" Hearing his hometown being praised, Fujita couldn't help but start introducing the specialties of his hometown.
After crossing the prison gate, there is the second hurdle.
After opening the door, what comes into view is a machine gun position more than thirty meters away from the door.
Seeing the sharp muzzle of the gun, Xu San instinctively shrank back.
Fujita patted Xu San on the shoulder and said contemptuously: "Don't be afraid, they won't shoot you."
Xu San smiled shyly and awkwardly and didn't say much.
He was really shocked just now. Although he had killed two Japanese, one was a sneak attack from behind and the other was a "blind fool". Neither of them was a real face-to-face confrontation.
When faced with the menacing machine gun today, he was really timid.
