"Dazuo! Osa! Tanaka waved his hand, and Shimizu Jiro waved at him as well.

"The front is the imperial army, it's your own people, come here!" Tanaka put his hands together in the shape of a trumpet and shouted vigorously at the Japanese squad. Shimizu Daisa, who was over there, raised his right hand and waved, but he didn't know if he heard it or not.

I shouted twice and still didn't respond, come on, it looks like I can't hear it, so let's go over by myself! Tanaka Shaosa had no choice but to ride his horse and run back, telling Shimizu Osa that the estuary was a Japanese army, and we could pass with confidence and boldness.

Japanese troops? Shimizu Jiro was a little puzzled. There are Japanese troops around here, how come he doesn't know? Dazuo turned around and asked the other devil officers behind, have any of you heard that we are here for the Imperial Army? The men shook their heads together.

A bespectacled lieutenant pretended to be clever to solve Dazuo's doubts: We are from Baichengzi, and the other two armies of Lao Ye Temple and Tongliao don't know where they are going, and the people and horses at the mouth of the river may have been separated by those two roads. One division and two brigades, it's normal for one squadron to be separated, right?

Although this reason is a bit far-fetched, but in any case, it is always a reason, isn't it? Of course, there should be no less vigilance, and Shimizu Jiro also told his officers and soldiers on the way to the mouth of the river with his people: We must be vigilant, and we must not give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of!

Those who came out with Shimizu Dazuo were elites, and when they heard Dazuo say this, they understood that it was a suspicious element who started a fire in the woods, so we have to be careful! The devils kept their guns in their hands, staring at the puffs of smoke with wide eyes.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and I see it, it turns out to be the Japanese army! It's all your own people, what else should you be careful of? Half of the devils' vigilance was immediately lowered, and the other half was to prevent accidents.

They had seen the Japanese army, and the so-called Japanese army had already seen them. It can be said that before Shimizu Jiro saw the smoke here, Ren Laifeng found this group of devils riding horses. He came here to wait for these people, drinking hot water and eating baked buns, and he didn't forget to take the telescope to observe the grassland from time to time.

Seeing a group of cavalry coming, Ren Laifeng concluded that there was no one else, it must be Shimizu Jiro's gang of devils! At this time, in this place, in this group of people, who else could there be besides the group of devils who had already made an appointment to come?

"Hey, which part are you from?" Seeing that he was getting closer, Huang Guojin greeted the devil and asked loudly about the other party's number.

"Oh, we, we are the military advisory group of the Sixth Army of the Angolan Army. Excuse me, which part are you from? "The devil didn't speak too neatly at first, and he slipped away as he spoke.

"The Sixth Army of Angola? Oh, those two Anguo troops from Baichengzi? Hey? Don't you have two Angolan armies? Why are you alone? What about the others? What about your troops? Where have all the Anguo Army gone? ”

"They, they're a few kilometers away. We went from the Sixth Army to the Second Army for tactical exchanges. Tanaka Shaoza saw that this lieutenant was working more seriously, so he couldn't explain a few more sentences. People who work hard are always easily respected.

After the two people talked, the people from the advisory group came to the front. Seeing so many natives here, the devils were very happy.

"Where are you?"

"We were independently mixed into the 7th Brigade. How did you Anguo Army get here? ”

"This is the route we have set up for a long time. What about you? Why did you come here as part of the 9th Brigade? ”

"This is also the route we have set for a long time. Brother, where is your hometown? ”

"Osaka, what about you?"

"Come, Shaozuo, let's drink a bowl of hot water."

"Ah, thank you so much. I've walked so far that I'm dying of thirst. ”

The devils talked warmly with the fellows in their eyes, and the two groups quickly blended together. Everyone sat down around the fire, drank hot water, and talked enthusiastically.

Shimizu Jiro felt as if something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was going on. When he was observing these so-called fellows suspiciously, a captain stretched out his hand, "Your Excellency, it's hard work. ”

"Ah, hard work, hard work, you guys have worked hard." The hands of the two people shook together, and Shimizu Daizuo remembered that according to the regulations of the Japanese army, junior officers should salute before shaking hands when they see senior officers. Why did this man shake hands without saluting?

Another Osa came over accompanied by a good-looking captain officer, "Is it Shimizu Jiro Osa?" I've heard your name for a long time. This Dazuo knows the rules quite well, first saluted the military salute, and then stared at him with warm eyes.

How does he know my name? Shimizu Jiro was taken aback, but the people had already saluted first, so he had to hurry back the salute. This is also a big sa, and as high as his rank, Shimizu Jiro will not make the mistake of being rude.

"Dazuo is very young, may I ask your Excellency's surname? Where is your hometown? "This Dazuo in front of him is too young, he looks like he is in his twenties at most. The Japanese army in his twenties are all from prominent backgrounds, and Shimizu Jiro wants to find out which young master this young man is from his surname and hometown.

Based on the accent alone, he really couldn't tell where this young man was from, to the point that it was a bit like the accent of a Chinese speaking Japanese. Today's young people, their concentration is really bad! Staying in China for a while becomes a Chinese accent. I think he Shimizu Jiro has been in China for almost 20 years, and he still speaks a pure Kyoto sound, and the taste has not changed at all!

"Me? Hehe, my name is Ren Laifeng, and my hometown is Dezhou, Shandong. You're from Japan, right? As Ren Laifeng spoke, he quietly took out a dagger with his left hand, and pressed it against Qing Shui's lower abdomen and wanted to pierce it, but he was afraid that the blood would splash out and stain this brand-new Dazuo military uniform. It's really tangled!

Ren Laifeng suddenly changed from Japanese with a Chinese accent to Chinese with a round tone, and Jiro Shimizu was taken aback! When he found that Ren Laifeng took out the dagger, he completely understood, it turned out that this young Dazuo and this group of so-called Japanese soldiers were all Chinese pretending! I said, how can you feel that something is wrong when you see them? It turns out that they are Chinese!

At that time, the Chinese soldiers and the Japanese soldiers were all different from each other, whether they were sitting, standing, eating, talking, and so on. A Japanese spy like Jiro Shimizu should have spotted it at a glance. But before he could think about it, he was disturbed by various external factors, and now he understands, it's too late!

Shimizu Jiro saw several familiar subordinates shouting at him in surprise, including Tanaka Shaosa and Second Lieutenant Yamaguchi.