Chapter Seventy-One: Return to Nantai

This is not an illusion, Liu Xiaoyong touched his face, there were fewer furrows and wrinkles, his skin was more elastic, and his body was full of strength, as if there was a stream of heat surging in his veins.

"Who the hell sent you, I'll shoot if you don't speak." Dr. Ji held his pistol close to his body in a posture to prevent the other party from grabbing the gun, he was a doctor and a trained military commander, and the clinic was one of Chongqing's liaison stations in Omi.

"I ......" Liu Xiaoyong hesitated, he knew Dr. Ji, but he couldn't tell the other party that he was Liu Xiaoyong, because Liu Xiaoyong was still a twenty-eight-year-old young man in this era, and it was impossible for him to look like this.

"My own people, I am from the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, Chen Dashuai's person." Liu Xiaoyong quickly thought of a countermeasure, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army is a local anti-Japanese armed force led by Chen Zikun, the king of Jiangdong, and it is not the same system as the military unification, but it belongs to the same flag of the Nationalist Government, and it is definitely his own person compared to the Communist Party that is also an anti-Japanese armed force.

"How do you know me?" Dr. Ji will not be fooled by his words.

"I've seen your picture." Liu Xiaoyong said, "I have a nephew named Liu Xiaoyong, who fought with the Japanese on the battlefield of Songhu, he knows you, and the two of you still have a group photo, remember?" ”

"No wonder, I always think you're familiar." Dr. Ji put down the gun, and the contours of the old Liu Xiaoyong's face remained unchanged, which had many similarities with the Liu Xiaoyong in Dr. Ji's memory, and it was true to say that it was a family.

"I have a position in the Three Guns Society, and I know the contact point of the military commander, and I won't come unless I have to." Liu Xiaoyong said, "These are all confidential information, Boss Dai and Chen Dashuai have a relationship, and Omi is our old nest, so we don't hide it from each other." ”

Doctor Ji breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have long seen that you are not ordinary, you are someone Chen Dashuai invited from abroad." ”

During Liu Xiaoyong's coma, he didn't know the conversation between them, so he could only play sloppy: "Military secrets, forgive me, I'm almost fine, it's time to go, Doctor Ji, can you give some money or something, it's best to borrow a gun." ”

Doctor Ji's nose was crooked: "Does our military commander owe you or what, the blood transfusion for treatment confiscated your money, and now you still have to borrow my money, and if you borrow money, you still want to borrow guns, why don't you go to heaven?" ”

Liu Xiaoyong said: "There is borrowing and repaying, and it's not that we don't meet, and when we are useful in the future, in a word." ”

Dr. Ji is a cheerful person, took out a stack of middle storage coupons from the drawer, and gave them all to him: "Take it, but you can't leave now, it hasn't been long since you took out this bullet, why is it almost good?" Let me lie down honestly for three days. ”

The task is arduous, how can Liu Xiaoyong drag his feet, he moved his arms and legs, and showed it to Dr. Ji: "Look, it's okay, it's okay to fight devils." ”

Doctor Ji was dumbfounded: "Your old physique is stronger than that of an eighteen-year-old boy, how long do you live?" ”

"The old age." Liu Xiaoyong said, without further ado, he has to leave quickly.

"Well, it's all up to you." Doctor Ji took a blue cloth robe and a tweed top hat of his own, dressed Liu Xiaoyong, and stuffed him with a flowery mouth before going out: "Take it for self-defense." ”

"There will be a date later." Liu Xiaoyong hugged his fists, turned around and strode away, no matter how he looked like a ten-year-old man in his old age.

Liu Xiaoyong walked to the central street, and his face was reflected in the window glass facing the street, and he looked a little younger, now like an old man in his sixties.

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On the train dining car to Hokku-Tai, Second Lieutenant Fujiwara had lunch with his newfound Chinese friends, and only first-class guests could enjoy a Western-style or Japanese-style meal in a neat dining car, and these people were worthy of Ensign Fujiwara's money.

"The second lieutenant is still from a Chinese nationality." Ji Yuqian said that Japanese civilians have had surnames for only a few decades, and before that only nobles had their own surnames, Fujiwara is a noble surname with a long history, and the identity of a second lieutenant is not simple.

When Guan Lu was studying in the United States, she had a roommate from Japan, so she could also speak some Japanese, and she and Ji Yuqian could communicate smoothly with Ensign Fujiwara, talking and laughing, while Liu Yanzhi could only speak Concord, and he made up the identity for himself as a detective of the provincial special high class, specializing in hunting down anti-Japanese elements, so the second lieutenant's attitude towards him was also good.

Ji Yuqian, who claimed to have graduated from the Department of Political Science of the Imperial University, talked about international politics like a river, and knew Japanese political and military figures well, and his quality impressed Second Lieutenant Fujiwara.

"I didn't expect to meet high-quality Shina people." Second Lieutenant Fujiwara sighed, "In the future, Japan and China will be one, and you will all be excellent people who are qualified to become naturalized Japanese." ”

Immediately afterwards, Second Lieutenant Fujiwara asked Liu Yanzhi: "How many anti-Japanese elements have you killed?" ”

Liu Yan replied bluntly: "I only arrest people, not kill people." ”

Second Lieutenant Fujiwara said: "Against the Japanese anti-Manchurian elements, you must kill them, when I was in Manchuria, I personally killed fifteen people, and they were beheaded with a knife." ”

Guan Lu showed a disgusted expression, the young man who looked white and innocent turned out to be a murderer.

Second Lieutenant Fujiwara was very attentive to Guan Lu, and he didn't care about Ji Yuqian's feelings at all, and their cover identities were engaged men and women.

"Miss Guan, can I write to you?" Second Lieutenant Fujiwara said.

"Okay, you can come to my house as a guest." Guan Lu smiled charmingly, "My family is in Nantai, when are you free?" ”

Second Lieutenant Fujiwara showed a look of surprise on his face: "Hello, I am going to the Nantai garrison to take up my post this time, and if you have any trouble in your mansion, you can find me." ”

"Thank you so much." Guan Lu winked at Liu Yanzhi, who hid the steel nail in his hand, he was fed up with this arrogant Japanese, and planned to press the steel nail into the kid's temple and kill and pull him down on the train, Guan Lu's plan made the life of the second lieutenant Fujiwara extend it a little more.

In the 21st century, it only takes an hour to take the high-speed train from Omi to Jiangbei, and 70 years ago, the train was slow, and it took eight hours to arrive, which was only a theoretical time, but in fact the railway was often sabotaged by guerrillas, either to dismantle a section of railroad tracks, or to make a huge rock to block the road, and the eight-hour journey took 18 hours. He arrived in North Thailand in the early hours of the next morning.

A black car with a plaster flag was waiting on the platform, they were coming to pick up the Jiangbei garrison of Fujiwara Second Lieutenant, although the rank of second lieutenant was not high, but he was born in the Chinese nationality, and the lower level was also gilded and trained, and he planned to work on the front line of the Nantai public security war for a few months before being transferred back to the Tokyo Army base camp as a staff officer.

Second Lieutenant Fujiwara invited Guan Lu to ride with him in the car, first go to the city hotel for a night's rest, and then go to Nantai County tomorrow morning.

"My father is critically ill, and I have to rush over overnight." Guan Lu panicked and got into the play, and her eyes were red.

"Okay, I'll send you to Nantai overnight." Second Lieutenant Fujiwara said, "But the car space is limited, so there are not so many people seated. ”

Ji Yuqian said: "It's okay, you go first, and we'll arrive later." ”

He could only say this, and a few Japanese soldiers next to him stared at him viciously, and as long as he didn't say half a word, he had to be arrested by the gendarmerie with the hat of a certain anti-Japanese element.

Guan Lu glanced at Liu Yanzhi, got into the car with his small suitcase, and Ensign Fujiwara closed the door, saluted Ji Yuqian and Liu Yanzhi, got into the front seat, and the car drove away.

"I don't know if Dr. Kwan can handle it." Ji Yu said, "We have to hurry up." ”

"Let the old man take you, you rent a car and walk along the road to the county seat, and I will wait for you in front." Liu Yan hurried away after speaking, he wanted to find a secluded place to take off.

The car drove out of North Thailand and galloped along the military highway in the direction of South Thailand, which was very unsafe at night, because the guerrilla activities were raging, but the security along the highway was acceptable, there were many artillery towers along the way, searchlights were shining all night, and armored vehicles patrolled to prevent the guerrillas from disrupting road traffic.

In addition to the driver in the car, it was Fujiwara Ensign, he was quiet in the dead of night, he couldn't hold it back, and suddenly ordered the driver to stop, the car stopped on the side of the road, Guan Lu became nervous, looked behind him, the road was dark, and there was no trace of Liu Yanzhi.

"Miss Guan, I have a great admiration for you." Second Lieutenant Fujiwara showed a hideous face and began to move his hands and feet, Guan Lu pushed the car door and left, and the private driver who had already gotten out of the car blocked her way. "Liu Yanzhi, where did you die?" Guan Lu opened her throat and shouted, and suddenly saw a black shadow flashing in the sky, and her heart was steady, and she took out the southern pistol from her bag, which Ji Yuqian gave her before getting out of the car.

Second Lieutenant Fujiwara was startled, hurriedly drew his knife, and with a whoosh, Liu Yan, who was squatting on the big tree on the side of the road, shot straight out of the flying nail, hit his wrist, the saber fell to the ground, the driver was not equipped with a gun, only a bayonet was hung on his waist, and before he could touch the handle of the knife, he was shot through the head by a steel nail.

"What are you doing?" Second Lieutenant Fujiwara panicked.

"The work of the anti-Japanese armed forces." Liu Yanzhi's voice came from the tree, and he jumped down, like a Dapeng bird landing in front of the second lieutenant, this is not something that normal humans can do, beyond the scope of aerodynamics, the second lieutenant's eyes are wide and round, and his face is full of incredulity.

"Take off your clothes and get on my knees." Liu Yan said straight.

The second lieutenant obediently complied, took off his military riding boots, and knelt on the ground wearing only a snow-white shirt, the wind whining, as if someone was crying.

"Are you coming or am I coming?" Liu Yan asked Guan Lu directly.

Guan Lu raised the pistol and aimed it at the head of the second lieutenant Fujiwara, and couldn't pull the trigger even after trembling for a long time, and finally gave up out of breath.

Liu Yan raised his hand and shot him, and a bloody hole in the head of Second Lieutenant Fujiwara was planted on the ground and died.

Half an hour later, Lao Chengtou arrived with Ji Yuqian, and the four of them dragged the two corpses into the ditch, and Liu Yanzhi changed into a Japanese military uniform, pretending to be a second lieutenant Fujiwara, and continued to drive towards Nantai County.

Hurry up and hurry, and finally arrived in Nantai before noon, Zhao Ziming drove to ask and cut at three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still too late.

There was a notice of the execution of Zhao Ziming posted at the gate of Nantai City, and the big stage had been set up, and hundreds of people were waiting around the stage to see the beheading, including the young man Cheng Zhuzhu who was preparing to rob the law field.

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