This slap made Sakai's eyes light up. The crisp sound made Fujino behind him a little confused.
Why did Sakata suddenly attack Sakai?
"Baga." Sakai covered his face and cursed, rolled up his sleeves and started to fight with Sakata.
The deputy chief of staff was asked to slap him a few times, and he agreed, but Sakata was only at the same level as him, so what right did he have to slap him?
When Fujino saw that the two were about to duel, he quickly stepped forward; "Stop making trouble, your life is almost gone, and you are still dueling here." He pulled Sakai and looked at Sakata; "You too, if you have something to say, fight
What does a man do? He is not your subordinate."
He was so angry that he felt dizzy. Sakata knew that he shouldn't hit Sakai, but what Sakai said just now was too irritating.
The deputy chief of staff made it clear enough. No matter what method is used, killing and robbing are not allowed. This is a matter of losing the face of the empire. If there is a big fight, then the matter spreads out, and the face of the imperial family cannot be saved.
I can't save my face.
If the royal family is hit in the face, that means the empire has been hit. This is something that can lead to a big fight.
"Do you want to make this matter known to the world, and dislike His Majesty and the royal family for being embarrassed? Have you ever considered what the consequences will be if you use troops to rob and threaten? I'm afraid not only the living people will suffer.
, dead people must also suffer."
Weng...
Sakai, who was as furious as a cow about to duel, gasping for breath and white breath coming out, was so frightened that his whole body trembled under Sakata's almost expressionless words.
He was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and slapped himself: "Look what I'm thinking, I really deserve a slap."
After giving himself a slap, Sakai raised his eyes and looked at Sakata in front of him. Since Sakata had seen the above intention, he must have a way.
Without the impulse just now, Sakai looked at Sakata with a look that asked for advice: "Then what should we do next?"
Next? Sakata sighed and closed his eyes slightly and looked at the messy place outside; "The only way to avoid disaster is to lose money."
The situation in Shanghai was already in chaos at this moment, but Zhou Weiguo, as the instigator, changed into his major military uniform after escaping from the control of the Japanese army, slung his 38 rifle on his back, and hummed a ditty with a cigarette in his mouth.
Go to Lijia Village.
On the quiet and uninhabited road, from time to time you can find abandoned trucks, motorcycles and some burned grain and grass that the troops did not have time to evacuate.
Seeing these pieces of equipment being burned, Zhou Weiguo was heartbroken, but he couldn't do anything. He could only sigh, glance at the sunlight that penetrated the clouds, and then pulled the rifle on his back.
He quickened his pace and walked towards Lijiacun.
Lijia Village is located 20 miles west of Jiuhua. Because it is not on the official road and is surrounded by mountains, it is relatively hidden. At that time, Hu Yong was asked to lead his troops to rest and recuperate here to prevent any unexpected events. If they encountered the Japanese army, they could enter
In the rolling mountains and forests behind Lijia Village.
And this village is only three kilometers away from the pipeline, which is very convenient for intercepting defeated troops and so on.
Starting at noon, until the sun turned to the west and the blood-red setting sun was about to set on the Western Mountains, Zhou Weiguo turned over a small hill and saw the blue and black tiles of less than 150 households under the hill.
Smoke comes out frequently.
"We're finally here." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and beat his legs, which were a little sore from walking.
It seemed that he had arrived at the right time, and he could eat while sitting down. Zhou Weiguo thought to himself, smiled and walked towards the Three Gorges.
Before he could get close to the banyan tree at the head of the village, which was hung with red as a symbol of worship to the gods, the sound of a gun being pulled came from the barren and weedy area at the back.
This frightened him so much that he hurriedly stopped and looked at the weeds that were about to submerge his thighs.
A figure climbed up from the ground and pointed an old muff at him. The earthy gray military uniform and the straw sandals on his feet made an idea pop up in Zhou Weiguo's mind.
Sichuan Army.
"Look at Lange, put the gun on the ground." It was indeed the Sichuan Army. Zhou Weiguo looked at the soldier who was only in his early twenties, with snot hanging from the corner of his mouth, wearing thin clothes and shivering in the cold wind. The determination on his face was natural.
put the gun on the ground
Zhou Weiguo was not angry that the soldier was wary of pointing his gun at him. Instead, he was a little relieved. At least the soldier did not stop him because he was wearing a major's uniform.
He also estimated that the soldier regarded him as a spy. After all, he was a major carrying a 38 rifle, so it was natural for him to be suspected of being a spy. It was also natural for the soldiers to be vigilant.
"You are a newly recruited soldier from the secret service camp. Go to the village and call me Hu Yong."
The soldier's surprised but not relaxed look made Zhou Weiguo smile; "Just go and tell him that Zhou Weiguo is here."
The soldier finally believed it, but he still did not leave. Instead, he put his hand in his mouth and whistled. Good guy, another man wearing a khaki headband and a Tony ran out from behind another hidden boulder.
The Gui army came wearing steel helmets and shorts.
"Old cousin, look at this man, I'm going to report." The soldier waited for the man to arrive, then turned around and ran inside to report.
Damn it, Hu Yong has captured so many lone soldiers in the past few days. The Sichuan Army, the Gui Army, are there other local troops or the Central Army in this village?
After waiting for only a cigarette, I looked around at the entrance of the village. Several people appeared there. The leader was Hu Yong, and behind him, Xu Hu and others followed.
"Batalion Commander, Battalion Commander, you are finally back. If you don't come back, I will send people to Shanghai to find you." Hu Yong shouted from afar and ran this way.
When the soldier guarding Zhou Weiguo heard his officer calling him, he hurriedly saluted, with a trace of worry in his eyes.
After all, he pointed his gun at the officer.
"It has nothing to do with you. You are sentries, the forward sentries for the safety of the entire battalion. You did the right thing today. Not to mention me as a major, even a major general, if there is a problem, I have to intercept it."
Zhou Weiguo comforted the soldier in front of him and patted his shoulder before looking at Hu Yong and others who came to him.
The smiles everyone showed made Zhou Weiguo look at the queen and point to the village: "Go in and talk."
A group of people followed Zhou Weiguo and finally came to an ancestral hall.
There was also an incense burner placed in the middle of the ancestral hall. Seeing that the fragrance on it had not yet finished burning, Zhou Weiguo walked over and looked at it, frowning slightly and turning to look at Hu Yong who was following behind him: "Are you threatening the people?"
