Watching Qian Jun leave, Zhang Tianhao did not go to rest immediately, but he was still thinking about one thing, what was the purpose of the Japanese increase in troops.
But he didn't know that the trouble he caused in Xinjing was too big. Because Captain Matsumoto couldn't handle it well, he was directly transferred to the front-line troops to attack Shanxi.
Colonel Nozawa and Director Noda of the Military Police were both reprimanded by their superiors. As for Muranaka Nagaharu, a time limit was directly set. If he could not arrest Zhang Tianhao or destroy the intelligence station chief of Zhongtong, then he would be derelict in his duties.
, the consequences are more serious.
I don't even know, because the trouble he caused was quite big. In various districts around Xinjing, there were a lot more Japanese soldiers out of thin air. The number of Japanese troops in various garrison points increased at least three to four times. They used to be a small team, but now they are a squadron.
, a class directly becomes a team.
A regiment that was transferred away will now be transferred back to at least one and a half regiments, or even more.
At the airport alone, two squadrons of Japanese troops were added to the defense. Compared with the original one squadron plus ground crew and pilots, there was a full squadron of more than 300 Japanese troops.
There is almost a large group of Japanese troops at the airport now, let alone other places. It's just that these things are done a bit secretly, and Zhang Tianhao didn't find out here.
These places are like a net, surrounding the entire Xinjing, slowly squeezing toward the middle. Once Zhang Tianhao shows a weakness here, a pack of wolves may pounce on him and take a bite.
Zhang Tianhao returned to the room, then took out a map and marked several important places on the map with a pencil, where Japanese troops were stationed.
Now he doesn't know the situation around him. After all, he hasn't dispatched intelligence personnel yet. He has always been centered on Xinjing and ignored the surrounding rural areas.
What happened this time really aroused some vigilance in him.
Each town and even district had to arrange personnel to go there, otherwise he would not be able to understand some important matters in a timely manner.
As he looked at the map of the entire Xinjing, he also smiled bitterly. Xinjing is really too big. If every township and district has to arrange manpower, then he really doesn't have enough manpower.
But the city was his base, and he had to heavily guard it to control every move in the city.
"It seems that these women still need to be sent out, plus a man, so that they can learn to lurk, learn to speak Northeastern dialect, and learn Northeastern habits!"
Zhang Tianhao has already understood that he still has a lot to do. The training in Qingniuzhai is almost coming to an end. The next step is language training, which is also a long-term job.
He wrote down his work plan for the next period of time in his notebook, and arranged all the manpower, including manpower for districts and towns, and deepened the lurking.
As for conflict, he just thought about it, if he could avoid conflict with the Japanese, it was best not to conflict now. If he wanted to have a conflict, it had to be valuable and interesting.
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The next day, Zhang Tianhao got up early in the morning and then prepared for training at home.
After all, he is used to getting up early. His biological clock is between 5:30 and 6:00 and he will wake up automatically. Of course, he must maintain a certain amount of sleep.
When he walked into the yard, he realized that it was still dark, the last dark moment before dawn.
And I don’t know when the cold wind started blowing outside. Even in the morning, the temperature was only a few degrees. It has already entered late autumn, and it is estimated that winter will enter soon.
When the wind blows on people's bodies, they feel a bone-chilling chill.
But Zhang Tianhao's body is quite strong. Even if it is only a few degrees, he still doesn't feel much. As his nameless mental method continues to operate, he doesn't care about this coldness.
Suddenly, he sniffed his nose, and with his sensitive nose, he couldn't help but be startled, and his eyes were a little sharper, because he smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.
"There are people injured!"
He immediately came to the door and opened it casually, ready to see what was going on outside.
But when he opened the door, a figure fell directly from the door and fell to the entrance of his house, which surprised him.
Because this man had been leaning against the door of his house without even him knowing, and there seemed to be a lot of blood on the ground at the door of his house.
"Wounded, how can he be wounded?"
Zhang Tianhao was also stunned and immediately became confused. He seemed to be seriously injured and there was blood all over the ground.
He looked around, then carried the middle-aged man directly to the kitchen, and even opened the basement and put the man on the bed in the basement.
He did not immediately go to check on the injured man, but came up again and started cleaning the blood on the ground with a flashlight, especially at the door and where the middle-aged man had walked.
It was still dark outside, so he directly carried a bucket and a flashlight to clean up the alley. Every once in a while, he could see a drop of blood, so he directly washed the blood away, and then swept it again with a broom.
After a few strokes, it was almost done, until no trace of blood could be seen.
If it's on the mud, just use a shovel to shovel a piece of it, and put it directly in the small bucket behind him and take it away.
At least it was guaranteed that not a trace of blood could be seen in the entire alley, and the blood of the man just now was dripped dozens of meters in the other direction along the street, and then he walked back.
It's not that he doesn't want to go forward and make a scene, but the east side has already been exposed, and people who get up early are almost leaving their homes, and he must go back.
In addition, he also discovered that not far away from him, he heard bursts of footsteps, obviously someone was chasing him, and the light of several flashlights flashed in the distance.
"He's injured. Follow the blood and look for him. You must find him. Damn bastard, you must catch him this time."
"Look again. I want to see where he ran to. How can a man who has been so seriously injured still run into the sky? Chase him."
Faintly, he heard more voices, but Zhang Tianhao also knew that at this time, he should go back, and there was no point in staying anymore. It was already quite difficult to do this.
After washing the blood at the door of his house several times, he even added a certain amount of gasoline to almost rinse it away.
He looked at the sky, it was already light.
He then packed up his things, closed the door, and walked to the basement.
When he returned to the basement again, there was a lot of blood flowing on his bed, and the smell was really not pleasant.
But for Zhang Tianhao, who had been a doctor, it was all trivial.
He directly took out the scissors and rubber gloves, prepared the tools, and began to untie the middle-aged man's clothes and cut open the shirt inside.
Then he saw a bullet hole in his abdomen, and the blood was still flowing out. He didn't know how much blood he had shed. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and he couldn't even breathe.
For him, the operation was just a gunshot wound, and it was not difficult to deal with. It only took about ten minutes to remove the bullet and even bandage the wound.
In order to save him, he was even given an intravenous drip to replenish his fluids.
"Although the injury is not serious, there is too much blood. Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck."
He looked at the middle-aged man again and then calmed down, but felt that this man seemed familiar.
He has a big beard on his face, and even the beard is a little red, and his face also has a hint of black and red, but more importantly, it is much less bloody now.
Dark and red is just the color of his skin.
"What the hell, isn't this the red-faced hero with a red beard who is wanted in Xinjing?"
Zhang Tianhao doesn't know how to describe this person. He is the most famous hero in Xinjing and even Jilin. He is famous for robbing the rich, giving to the poor, and attacking the Japanese. He can be regarded as a good green forest hero.
This chapter has been completed!