"Oh...!" Ma Qian'an was meaningful for a long time and smiled.

"How is it? What did the little swallow under your hands get?" Ma Qian'an asked while looking through the album Romanov posted a photo of the girl's photos.

"Swallow? This word is good, why didn't I expect it? We both use this word to call them from now on." Romanov sipped a sip of red wine. After he made it clear that Ma Qian'an would not drink it, he spoke slowly: "To be precise, there are only three girls under my command who do this, and the other dozens are ordinary girls. You know that doing this is very dangerous and you have to be careful."

Ma Qian'an nodded, that's it! One excellent spy is enough at critical moments, and it's not for them to use a knife and a gun.

"Who are they? Can you tell me?"

"Oh! My friend, you really love to cause problems, but I don't intend to disappoint you. They are Miss Maya, Miss Marquis Anna, and Miss Nina." Ivanov stubbed his mouth, "Do you want to see them? They should still sleep now."

Don't! Ma Qian'an waved his hand, "Forget it, I know that the eggs are delicious, why do you need to know which old hen lays them?"

"Oh, you're so funny!"

"But are they really noble ladies? Why do you listen to your job?"

Romanov remained silent for a while until he was so nervous that he was not at ease that he spoke: "Life".

Haha, I didn't say that. Ma Qian'an picked up a cigar in embarrassment to hide his stupid problems.

He barely lit the cigarette, and coughed wildly for a while because of the cigarette. Ma Qian'an said again, "Is that Japanese's information easy to do?"

"Well, I'll give it to you later. It's all microfilm, no problem?" After receiving Ma Qian'an's affirmative answer, Romanov said with a little smugness and a little surprised: "Japanese people are very interesting. I didn't know that they actually like Russian women so much. How to say it? In the Chinese terms, well, ocean horses, it's ocean horses. These short Japanese people like them very much, very much."

"Are there any officers from the bungalow water supply and drainage force coming here?"

"Are you interested? I'll check it out for you in the future and pay attention to collecting information from that army."

...

The two chatted for about an hour, and Ma Qian'an got the film. As for the information there was, I'll go back and read it.

When he went out, Ma Qian'an asked Romanov curiously, "Where is your son?"

Romanov smiled bitterly, "Oh, I sent him to open a Western restaurant by the river. It's not appropriate for a brothel, it's a kid."

"Oh...!" It's so pitiful to parents all over the world.

The Harbin-Jiamusi passenger ticket train, which had been stopped for two days, is finally about to start today.

Early in the morning, Ma Qian'an and a few people gathered in the waiting room to enter the platform. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement at the ticket gate. The small iron door leading to the platform was locked tightly. The anxious passengers asked the passing station staff carefully from time to time, but if you let you flatter, those dead faces were still dead faces. Li Fengshan took his hand to watch the fun. After seeing a small businessman who thought he was very proud, he lukewarmly buried him next to him, "It feels good to stick a cold face with a hot face? You guy has posted it twice, but you still don't have a memory? Really!"

The little businessman turned around in anger and wanted to teach this person who was not open to his eyes and laughed at him, but when he looked at Li Fengshan's body, he immediately became weak. The little businessman who was stubborn and did not lose face took his slap and replied with a smile: "Ye! Master, do you know when this car will drive?"

Li Fengshan "cut" and said nothing more. His eyes were attracted by a group of Japanese women in colorful kimonos who rushed into the waiting room.

An old lady-level dinosaur with white frost all over his face raised a small flag in his hand, leading a group of unscrupulous "laughing" Japanese women coming. The chirping voice immediately filled the small waiting room. Several women were still staring at the "Chinese toads" who stretched their necks and drooled all over their sweat, waving them away.

Ma Qian'an, not far away, glanced at the small flag and saw a few big words written on it, "Manchurian National Defense Women's Association", and burped, and anger surged into his heart. At this moment, only one sentence was left in his heart: These stupid contests!

Speaking of the "National Defense Women's Association", we have to talk about the stupid girl's name Chiyoko Inoue. In 1931, the Japanese Kwantung Army fought a full-scale war against Northeast China and occupied Northeast China that year. Chiyoko Inoue was the newly married wife of Lieutenant Keiichi Inoue, who belonged to the 37th Infantry Regiment of the Osaka Inoue, and committed suicide to encourage her husband to fight with peace of mind without worries.

This incident was widely publicized in newspapers and magazines at that time, and became a typical patriotic "strong woman" known to the whole country. The queen personally visited the "Showa harem girl" Chiyoko Inoue's "Demonic Virtues". Mrs. Yasuda, a 44-year-old Osaka housewife who was originally a matchmaker of Inoue Kiyoko and Chiyoko, took this "act of the country" as an opportunity to organize a militarist organization called the "Defense Women's Association". The National Defense Women's Association regards supporting the country's wartime system as a noble cause, which has played a positive role in promoting the war.

In 1937, the Japanese war of aggression against China broke out. The activities of women's groups in Japan became more active. The number of people in the National Defense Women's Association increased from 4.58 million before the Lugou Bridge Incident began, and finally reached nearly 10,000, becoming an extremely large-scale women's organization. Mothers sent their children to the front line, supported them to kill innocent lives in neighboring countries, and believed that they were doing their best to serve their country.

Japanese women are victims and victims of the war, but they are also indirect participants and supporters of the war of aggression. As the famous Japanese writer Seiichi Morimura pointed out, war crimes are "the mistakes made by the Japanese nation in the madness of militarism and a historical responsibility that must be borne by all Japanese citizens."

Ma Qian'an did not deny that there were many stupid people in this, but he believed that most of these Japanese civilians were blinded by material desires. Their creed was, "Go and kill, burn and rob, rob a powerful Japanese ethnic group, and occupy the whole world.

Women who are fascinated by the eyes, are you so stupid that you don’t know that the short-legged little men in your family are overwhelmed? Don’t you know that their confidence has exploded with your "encouragement" so that the whole universe can’t hold them anymore? Don’t you know that you are about to embrace the “unbearable lightness of life”? If you want anything, you will lose everything, which is even simpler.

Of course, Ma Qian'an still has the idea of ​​one-sided evaluation of the role these women play in the war and regarding them as the main driving force. These women play a role in fueling the fire at most. They are all crazy in Japan. What's so great about having a few more crazy girls?

When the staff at the station saw the group of Japanese ladies appear, they immediately rushed out of the hut with a bang bang and hurriedly opened the door leading to the platform, and bowed 90 degrees while diving intimately.

"Yaxi!" The leading dinosaur aunt stretched out her wrinkled chicken feet covered with old skin, stroked a "Manchukuo" Harbin Station employee who bowed and pulled his ears like a dog, and expressed her appreciation.

The touched staff member thanked the gratitude of your slow-moving words of concern completely disgusting Ma Qian'an and his group to grandma's house.

Ma Qian'an glanced at the crowd watching in the waiting room. In addition to most of them stretching their necks to watch the fun, there was also a small number of people who were expressionless, not numb and insensitive. Ma Qian'an saw contempt and anger in their eyes. OK! There are still people who are wise and unwilling to be slaves to the country, and they will definitely become the backbone of China. Ma Qian'an's mood gradually calmed down.

The last few of the women walking among the group of women were dragging a small car, and the car was filled with white cotton straps, which aroused Ma Qian'an's curiosity. What's the thing? Is it a "pretending strap" tied to the top of his forehead? Take a closer look, oh! It turned out to be a "thousand-man needle". Ma Qian'an had appeared in the Japanese who were beaten to death, and the captured Japanese army also explained this kind of thing, which Ma Qian'an recognized.

Thousand People Needles: During World War II, in order to inspire the soldiers' fighting will, Japanese women sewed white cotton strips with embroidered patterns for Japanese soldiers, which were said to be able to avoid bullets and bless their martial arts fortune for a long time. They were made by sewing a stitch of a thousand strange women passing by.

Soon, the little businessman next to Li Fengshan began to show off his "learning and knowledgeable". He proudly pointed at the straps and explained to Li Fengshan: "Big brother, do you know what that thing is?"

Bird! Why don’t I know each other? Li Fengshan glared at the little businessman and replied: “It’s like a scoop-avoiding towel, it seems like no one knows it, but that thing is a fool.”

Avoid a bullet! You still have two eyes when you shot it, but you can still avoid bullets.

The little businessman was stunned for a long time and woke up, and hurriedly got close to Li Fengshan, "Oh oh! It turns out that the big brothers just seem rough, but in fact they are knowledgeable. I am Chen Dachun, I missed it. I need more than two brothers."

Li Fengshan glared at the ring of his eyes and glared away Chen Dachun, who had become kind-hearted. Who is this troublesome guy? He is like a slug and still sticks to it, which makes me feel so disgusted.

After 10 minutes, the "Jun Zhidian" sounded on the platform, and it was so annoying. Why is it so unpleasant? It sounds like a sorrow! Ma Qian'an frowned and looked out the window, enduring his ears being tortured.

A railway policeman was carrying a stick and shouting in half-baked Chinese: "Everyone is standing upright. No one is allowed to doze off when playing the national anthem of the Great Japanese Empire. He has to bow to the east!" As he shouted, people kept catching the police's stick because they were not respectful enough, and the sound of crackling sounds kept coming to ears.

Everyone dared not speak out, but some people still whispered to the police, "Damn it!"

After the "Sad and Joy" performance, the band that was so red that their faces were thick and thick-necked began to play the "Happy" march. Ma Qian breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Geng Dianjun who had just stood up, and smiled bitterly. The man was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

There were a military train parked on the platform, with four ordinary cars and eight flatbed cars except for the front of the car. The flatbed cars were loaded with cannons and ammunition. The gaps were filled with fully armed Japanese soldiers, cheering at a row of Japanese women on the platform. The women of the National Defense Women's Association were blushing and waving the "yellow handkerchiefs" in their hands to interact with the Japanese soldiers in the car. The people on both sides danced and danced and staged a "inspiring story" of farewell.

Several beautiful girls specially selected by the Women's Association were standing beside the flatbed car, with a flushed face scattered with cotton tapes. Each time one was released, the girl would bow deeply and shout loudly: "Please!"

The Japanese who received the "Thousand People Needles" carefully kept the cotton cloth in their arms and promised the woman with a serious expression: "Hi! Leave it to us! Don't worry!"

Ma Qian'an's overnight dinner was about to come up again, so he had to go to the toilet. He couldn't stand this rigid Japanese look, as if he was going to start a rocket to fight the Zenith Stars.

This farewell fare finally ended with the leader of the Women's Association rubbing his face with his pink on the collar of a major general of the Japanese.

The "satisfied" major general of the Japanese took "extremely heroic" steps, Kang Kangkang "rushed" to the train car, stood at the door of the car and made a gesture with great care, and looked at the half-old woman who gave him a thousand needles and hid in the car.

The army sobbed and left, and the bus heading towards Jiamusi drove to the platform shakingly. The train had been working for two days and was finally about to drive.

After getting on the train, a well-informed person finally found out why the bus stopped for two days.

"Hi! Do you know? Why did it stop the day before yesterday and yesterday?"

"I don't know, do you always know?"

"Who am I? Zhu Daneng! And what else can't be found out? Let me tell you, the Japanese have become angry with the Russians. A few days ago, there were all military vehicles here, with more than twenty trains! I heard that the 51st Division in Japan is coming and is going to attack Khabarovsk."

"You brag, the Japanese want to beat Khabarovsk? Are the Japanese your father? Tell you so clearly."
Chapter completed!