That night, Ma Qian'an settled down at Ishii's residence in Unit 731, and continued his special work. Combined with the overall defense drawings of Unit 731 sent by Ota, the simple 731 floor plan taken by Ma Qian'an in the reception room added a lot of details. This hand-drawn drawing will become an important information to guide Zhang Xiaohua's squadron's attack.

After being busy until the second half of the night, Ma Qian'an finally finished reading the information of the lieutenant sent by Ota to a level military doctor, forcibly remembered the faces of dozens of people's photos, made up for the shortcomings of not knowing his "subjects", and built a solid line of defense for himself for self-protection.

It was not until this time that Ma Qian'an had the opportunity to take off his mask after closing the doors and windows of the dormitory tightly. Although this mask was made vividly and thin enough, it was not breathable. If worn for a long time, it would destroy its true face. After taking off the mask, Ma Qian'an looked at his pale face in the mirror and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Because it was not breathable for a long time, the skin of his face had lost its luster. This was a price that must be paid. If his facial skin and muscles became rigid, he would become an "iron-faced man" in the future.

As soon as the next day was dawn, Ma Qian'an woke up alertly, massaged his face and back of his neck for a minute, and reluctantly picked up the face of "Shiro Ishii" and put it on his head. He was reluctant in his heart, but he did not dare to be careless in his hands. It was related to the success or failure of the matter and his life, and he could not help but neglect it.

After carefully dressing up, Ma Qian'an appeared in the reception room with a "splenty" spirit. Ma Tian had already gotten up and put on a wash water and other toiletries, and hung his hands to wait for the order.

After Ma Qian'an finished washing up slowly, he looked at Ma Tian's fearful and terrified appearance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "encouraging": "Ma Tian, ​​don't be nervous. Today I will be promoted to the captain of the guard. You must report the dynamics in the army to me anytime and anywhere, including who made mistakes, such as talking about my behavior behind the scenes, you must find out clearly and report to me as soon as possible."

There are "fool-loyal" soldiers like Mada who are not well-versed in the world who can use it, so why not? Ma Qian'an will never give up any resources that can be used.

Matian could not think of Ma Qian'an's intention at all. He was just promoted so quickly that he was so happy that he could not find North. He was willing to work hard to complete Ma Qian'an's instructions.

"Hi Yi! I wish to die for you!"

Go to your mother! If you know my true identity, would you still be willing to die for me? Ma Qian'an smiled and patted Ma Tian on the shoulder, "Yaxi! You have a bright future, do it well! Now you are leading the way. I want to inspect the situation of the entire army. I want to see if these guys are lazy when I am not here."

"Hi Yi!" Mada agreed quickly with excitement and opened the door diligently to guide Ma Qian'an to "inspect" work.

Whether he wanted to or not, Ma Qian'an had to face the bloody and perverted behaviors that occurred in the 731 unit, and could not express any pity and anger, or act without any action. This was tantamount to a heart-wrenching torture for him.

Before breakfast, Ma Qian'an silently "visited" the fourth part of the most important department, accompanied by Ma Tian. This department mainly produces all kinds of bacteria, plague, cholera, anthrax, typhoid fever, and tuberculosis bacteria. This department is now producing day and night. In the training room, night shift production personnel in the production workshop have not yet got off work, and are busy walking through various raw materials and containers. Ma Qian'an slowly paces in rows of tall containers.

He walked slowly, carefully observing the production conditions, while observing the route of entry and exit, estimating the number of people and defense facilities of defense. In addition, he had to pay a little attention to the respect of some "polite" soldiers and doctors. He had to pay a respect to him wherever he went. Japanese people bowed or saluted respectfully. These middle and lower-level "medical personnel" in human skin always expressed respect for their superiors and strictly abide by the polite order of seniority and seniority.

It is these Japanese who are polite but do "careers" that only devils can do.

After breakfast, Ma Qian'an inspected as usual. In the eyes of several ministers, Ishii's actions seemed a bit unusual. Ishii ignored the ministers but ran around in important departments and workshops. He also greeted some low-level subordinates with a smile and accepted compliments from low-level medical officers. This was not Ishii's style at all. Before being captured, General Ishii never despised contact with these busy "worker ant" doctors.

Ministers are worried that "Ishii" will seek opportunities to attack them. It is said that in order to show their loyalty and reappointment, those who survive the disaster, are often extremely aggressive in future work or combat, and are often extremely strict with people and matters. This kind of hyperactivity will undoubtedly affect their subordinates' bad luck. As the major generals closest to Ishii's status, they are even more worried.

In order to avoid becoming a target for Ishii, or to avoid irritating the heartstrings in Ishii's heart, several major generals and ministers at the level of colonels all told their subordinates to take out twelve points of spiritual work to prevent Ishii from becoming nervous, and to strictly order their subordinates to do whatever incomprehensible things happen to General Ishii and no matter what unreasonable orders Ishii give, they must be implemented 100%.

Ministers hope that Ishii's psychological disorder period will pass as soon as possible.

Ma Qian'an didn't know that he had become a "terrible mental illness" in the eyes of these ministers. He still did his own thing and observed everything around him step by step and kept it in his heart.

However, after a whole day of observation, Ma Qian'an, who thought he was already in a tidy heart, could no longer stand it, especially when he entered a room, facing the neatly placed glass bottle containing formalin-soaked liquid, and when facing a large number of broken limbs and broken arms and internal organs inside, Ma Qian'an's chest and abdomen were churning, and a mouthful of sour water could not be suppressed and rushed out of his mouth and nose, spraying a thick mask.

Faced with the dense "evidence" as dense as a forest, any Chinese with a conscience will not be able to curb that strong indignation and sadness.

Faced with such extreme atrocities, Ma Qian'an wished he could burn all these devilish Japanese people with fire. He couldn't help but shout in his heart: How far can the evil in Japanese human nature go? How far can Japanese people's beastly behavior be indulged?

Ma Tian was still dedicated and responsible. Although he vomited a lot, he saw that Ma Qian'an seemed to be unwell. While trying hard to suppress his physical discomfort, he called the on-duty staff in this room to serve the general quickly.
Chapter completed!