"Give me a tip, brother." Wang Hai stuffed two more oceans over.
Collecting the money, he put it in his pocket, "You are an expert in escaping. Do you still need me to teach you?"
"I can do well with a small number of people, but I can't do anything with a large number of people. There are hundreds of people in our camp, and it will definitely be noisy when we escape. I guess it is similar to a group of ducks descending into the river."
"Queue and physical fitness, these two are the key. Keeping an orderly queue and escaping will make the pursuers very worried!"
Wang Hai nodded, feeling that the 2 yuan was not wasted.
But then he thought again and frowned again, "But no matter how hard we train, we can't outrun the Eighth Route Army's iron legs, right?"
"This is easy to do! Cut off the tail to survive and leave a team of brothers to cover it!" Xu San offered another trick. He learned this from Yoshino, because he was so impressed by Yoshino's decision when he met the cavalry that time.
"Ah!? But who wants to stay? You only have one life, and guns don't have eyes."
"You can do this, throw down a group of people to cut off the rear, and then shoot hard into the sky. No matter how the Eighth Route Army fights, we will not take the lead. After fighting for a while, we will surrender immediately. After surrendering, the Eighth Route Army will be busy counting the seizures. The front The brothers just ran away."
"But don't the brothers who have been cut off become prisoners?"
"Pah!" Xu San patted Wang Hai on the head, "You idiot, can you call yourself a prisoner if you are captured by the Eighth Route Army? They are famous for their preferential treatment of prisoners of war. At most..."
"What's the most?"
"Reform through labor! That's what they call it. They just do some work. It seems to be similar to how we arrest strong men to work. They arrest prisoners to work."
Wang Hai thought about what Xu San said, could it be as difficult to capture a young man as to capture a prisoner?
However, he had heard that the Eighth Route Army would not mistreat prisoners.
"That's okay, as long as you don't die."
"I won't say much more. You can consider the details yourself. The battalion commander had better say it in a high-sounding way. Escape cannot be called escape, it must be called strategic retreat. Tail-cutting must be called tactical insertion. Do you understand?"
When Wang Hai heard this, he immediately widened his eyes, "Brother, you are awesome. According to what you say, everyone is willing to listen. Brother, I have convinced you. I have learned another trick today."
Thanks to Wang Hai's supervision, the cement at No. 130 was quickly unloaded, and there was no wasted work.
Ride my beloved motorcycle~
It will never be stuck in traffic ~
Xu San hummed and found the two Japs, "Two princes, are you ready?"
Tengzhen glanced at Xu San's motorcycle, and after confirming that it was the equipment of his own army, he said enviously: "I didn't expect Xu Sanjun to have his own car."
"Where, where, I used it for the last mission, and I haven't returned it yet." Xu San laughed, not saying that he was coming.
"If the team doesn't rush you, you don't have to pay it back. When you run out of gas, just come to me and I'll take you to fill it up." He looked at the fuel gauge again, "I'll get you a bucket later." , it would be enough for you to drive for more than ten days if you don’t have to travel a long distance.”
Teng Zhen jumped on the truck, turned around and picked up a ten-liter portable oil drum from the top, and then placed it on the fuel tank rack of the motorcycle rack: "I really envy Xu Sanjun, every time we go out there is a record, for personal use I still have to write a report.”
"Is this appropriate?" Xu San asked.
"The number of this car belongs to our team, so the fuel used is considered official fuel, so it's no big deal." Fujima said after looking at the license plate.
Is this car from Kamiya United?
What's going on?
But if you think about it carefully, there are more people in Yamamoto now. Although they occupy the number of the regiment, they are definitely not full. There is definitely no establishment like the transportation team, so the vehicles should be regarded as secondments.
Trouble, Xu San is too lazy to think about how the Japanese administration works. Anyway, Yamamoto is about to settle in Ping An City, and by then he will be the true captain of the coalition.
But what is Yamamoto doing now?
I haven’t seen you for a few days and I miss you so much!
"A sneeze~" Yamamoto sneezed while lying on the hospital bed, thinking, has someone discovered what Yoshino did?
When he was wondering, the door of the ward was pushed open, and then Shinozuka walked into the ward surrounded by several officers.
"General Shinozuka!" Yamamoto wanted to get up and salute, but was stopped by Shinozuka.
"How's Yamamoto Daizao's surgery going?"
"Yamamoto Daizuo's injury was very serious. If the bullet had been deflected by another half centimeter, he would have died on the spot! General Shinozuka, please rest assured that the second operation was very successful. Yamamoto Daizuo will be discharged from the hospital in less than a week."
Shinozuka nodded and waved his hand to signal the other officers to go out.
"General, Yamamoto is ashamed of your cultivation!" Yamamoto bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
"You don't need to blame yourself. The responsibility for the failure of this mission does not lie with you."
"Is there really..."
Shinozuka was silent for a moment, "Of course someone will investigate this. Your mission now is to recover from your injuries so that you can take over Ping An City. Please postpone the handover between you and Kamiya for two days."
"Hi, thank you General for your concern."
At this point, Yamamoto finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this painful plot was not in vain.
On the other side, Nakata was adjusting the machine gun mount on Xu San's motorcycle, preparing to mount the machine gun.
"Nakata Taijun, why are you adjusting this? Don't we have to dismantle it when we get back?" Xu San asked.
"Although there are only three of us this time, we still regard this fight against local tyrants as a combat mission." Fujizhen said seriously.
Xu San scratched his bald head and didn't quite understand. Aren't the Japs on TV all rushing into the village carelessly while calling "Flower Girl"?
"Xu Sanjun, haven't you participated in the raids?" Tengzhen continued to ask.
Xu San shook his head. He was not sure whether the original owner had participated, but there was indeed no memory of the raid in his memory.
The raids started in November 1939, and now it is March 1940. It is normal that Xu San did not participate.
But when the raid was mentioned, the hatred in Xu San's heart quietly rose, and the tragedy of Ma Jiao seemed to have happened yesterday.
And how many tragedies like Majiao happened on this vast land?
Xu San didn't dare to think about it. He was afraid that if he thought too much, he would take out his gun and kill the two Japanese.
My heart was filled with panic, as if there was a piece of linen stuffed in my chest.
This kind of thing, having to smile when facing enemies, is really uncomfortable.
Xu San didn't know how many people were doing the same thing as him in the land of China, and these people had been doing it for many years. Maybe in the end, none of them had an innocent identity.
But they have no regrets!
These people are also heroes, although they are not remembered in the annals of history.
Fujima took out the map, made a few gestures on it, discussed with Nakata a few words, and then compared the map a few more times.
Although the two people spoke not loudly, Xu San could still hear them clearly.
It turned out that these two Japs really regarded the fight against local tyrants as a combat mission.
The Japanese did not enter the village blindly, but they were targeted. They did not just rush in like they did in the TV series.
Otherwise, are all Chinese people stupid?
Don't they know how to run?
Therefore, Xu San judged that the Japanese often entered the village through surprise attacks.
For example, this time the target was Su Ren, a wealthy man in Langcun, and they made assumptions and layouts for his house.
First, send someone in makeup to survey the surrounding terrain. What is the approach? What's the way out?
After the survey is clear, send people to handle various traffic arteries to eliminate the possibility of the target escaping.
From their conversation, Xu San vaguely heard that they also had a "guideline" about this kind of raid on the village?
If such a thing exists, you must get it!
