After some of Liang Yaogong's people were annihilated, the person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department hurriedly ran to the car to look for Sun Muen. Sun Muen, a girl, must not be beaten to death by his own people.

After all, judging from the traces at Sun Mansion, these people still have a few light machine guns in their hands! If they don't kill them, maybe they will be annihilated. But before, the opponent of the person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department

As I said below, please be careful and be merciful if you see a woman!

As a result, there was a lot of people picking up and pulling at the scene, and there was not a woman among them. The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department immediately ordered his subordinates to walk forward to see if there were any signs of vehicles turning around.

But the battlefield has almost been cleared, and the following report shows that there are no signs of vehicles turning around. Isn't this Sun Muen's convoy?

However, several light machine guns collected at the scene were consistent with the information received at Sun Mansion. Now the news about Sun Muen has been completely lost.

The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department asked his subordinates: "Is there anyone alive at the scene?"

The subordinate said: "We found that there was actually one person sitting in the front car. He fainted due to the initial impact. But he is not awake yet. Do we want to interrogate him now?"

The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department couldn't wait, hoping to get the news he wanted from this person. He immediately said: "Quick, bring this person here!"

Liang Yaogong was dragged in front of the person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department like a dead pig. The bumpy ride really shook Liang Yaogong awake.

Before Liang Yaogong could figure out what was going on at the scene, he was slapped in the face. Several strangers around him were chattering away and he didn't even understand what this person was saying.

Anyway, it didn't sound like a northern dialect. Maybe these people were from the south. It was a bit like a southern dialect. Liang Yaogong looked around and saw that all his men were lying on the floor.

Liang Yaogong remembered that his convoy was attacked just now, and it seemed that it was this group of southerners who did it. Liang Yaogong was not a coward, even if he was the only one left now, he was not afraid at all.

He started cursing immediately.

The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department saw that Liang Yaogong was full of swear words, but he didn't answer his questions until he remembered. He seemed to be too anxious just now, and he asked in Japanese, which this person couldn't understand at all.

So I asked again in northern Mandarin: "Isn't Sun Muen in the motorcade? Do you know where she went?"

When Liang Yaogong saw that the person opposite him could speak northern Mandarin, he cursed even more vigorously. He seemed to want to use all the vocabulary he had known throughout his life.

When the Japanese saw Liang Yaogong, they only cursed and did not answer the questions. They were about to shoot Liang Yaogong in the knee, but the Nanbu pistol in his hand jammed at this moment. The Japanese were not surprised by this, and first shot him casually.

He hit Liang Yaogong by the butt of his gun and then lowered his head to deal with the problem.

Liang Yaogong, a Japanese, was startled by his sudden movements, and then received a shot. Not only did Liang Yaogong not feel scared, he even laughed louder. Liang Yaogong may not be educated enough, but he still knows a lot about these weapons.

Although the gun in the man's hand looked like a bow gun, but the way it jammed at the beginning, it was definitely a Japanese drumstick. As for the Japanese gun, although it is much cheaper than other pistols,

Even if you give it to yourself, you won't be able to use it. That thing is purely for scaring people.

Practice makes perfect for the Japanese, and they quickly solved the problem. They didn't care about Liang Yaogong's yelling. If they wanted to continue the previous action, they would smash Liang Yaogong's knees. But the Southern Pistol is indeed a Southern Pistol, and it doesn't matter.

It got stuck unexpectedly.

The Japanese had no choice but to continue to deal with the malfunction of Nanfang's pistol, and then hit Liang Yaogong on the head with the handle of the gun. The previously solidified blood scab on Liang Yaogong's face was smeared with another layer of blood.

Waiting for the Japanese to deal with the pistol, I thought it wouldn't jam again this time! But the accident happened again. This time, even the person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department couldn't stand it. It's just a rich department.

None of them have this southern pistol.

Originally, the Zhongjuan Agency did not need much force, so it did not have the equipment to purchase many European and American pistols. But now these southern pistols are borrowed from the Japanese garrison in Tianjin.

Although I had heard of the poor performance of this pistol before, I never expected it to be so bad. It could jam three times in a row.

The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department couldn't help but asked the man: "Was this gun like this just now?"

Anyway, this gun was not designed and produced by myself, and it is not a loss for my own people. He said: "Section Chief, this gun is really bad. I have used up both firing pins in the holster. I can only hope now."

, it’s not that the firing pin broke again this time. Otherwise, this pistol wouldn’t be usable now.”

The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department lowered his head, sighed, and said, "There should have been a pistol seized just now. Go get one and use it!"

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The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department had just finished speaking. The man repaired the pistol again and said to the person in charge in a relaxed tone: "Fortunately, the firing pin is not the problem!"

Just when he was about to raise his hand to smash Liang Yaogong's kneecap, the magazine fell again. At this time, everyone present was looking at the magazine that fell on the ground.

Liang Yaogong first smiled, and then burst into laughter. Liang Yaogong's laughter seemed to spread from person to person. Several people couldn't help it, but when they thought that the pistol with this problem was actually made in their own country, they must not laugh out loud.

, it’s quite hard to hold it in.

But when the person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department couldn't hold it in, everyone present burst into laughter.

The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department smiled and handed his gun to the man. The person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department used an American Colt*** pistol. There was no accident with this gun, it was very crisp and clean.

He beat Liang Yaogong's knee to pieces.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became serious. Liang Yaogong's wailing and the laughter of the Japanese around him formed a strange scene. The other Japanese who were cleaning the battlefield were not surprised by this either.

After the man fired, he returned the gun to the person in charge. He put the Nanfang pistol into the holster. He turned around and returned to the scene to look for a usable pistol.

After everyone calmed down, the person in charge of the Greater East Asia Department slapped her a few times, and then continued to ask: "Why is Sun Muen not in the car? Since she is not in the convoy, where is she now? Tell me quickly.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to save your other knee, and you won’t be able to stand up in the future.”
Chapter completed!