Ono Taro just nodded faintly when he heard this, without any other expression.

After losing the ability to speak, the only benefit is that you don't need to say a word to the person you hate.

As soon as Shiro Matsui spoke, Taro Ono understood.

All of this was arranged by the Peninsula Base Camp and had nothing to do with Shiro Matsui.

There is no real grudge between him and Shiro Matsui, it's just that he can't get used to it.

Perhaps this is directly related to the similarity of the two people's personality traits and acting styles.

Shiro Matsui, like Ono, is a sinister and cunning type, otherwise he would not have been appointed to be in charge of the Kwantung Army's epidemic prevention squad, let alone become one of the top commanders of the notorious bacteriological experimental force.

The biggest and only difference between him and Ono Taro is that he is for their imperial cause, while Ono Taro is entirely for himself.

After receiving the order, Ono Taro did not make many stops, and set off with a team early the next morning, taking six trucks straight to Hunchun Keishin Port.

At this time, Liu Cheng was still hiding in the mountains, and according to the time Luo Ming said, the boat on which the "important person" was traveling would dock tonight.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the light in the direction of the harbor suddenly intensified, and the light of a total of six searchlights was concentrated on the large ship that was docking at the harbor.

Liu Cheng had already estimated the distance between himself and the port, and if he ran with all his might, he could reach the port within six minutes.

Due to the distance, Liu Cheng could not see the boat that was docking, and could only vaguely see that there were objects approaching on the river.

However, it can be seen from such a distance that the size of the ship must be not small.

Before Liu Cheng could decide whether to go down the mountain now, a fire suddenly lit up on the side of the port, followed by a dull and faint explosion.

You can hear the sound from so far away, you can imagine what kind of explosion it was.

For some reason, Liu Cheng's heart twitched suddenly, and he stuffed a small piece of frozen steamed bun in his hand that had not been eaten into his arms, and a carp stood up from the ground, and his body quickly slid down the mountain.

It's March now, and although the snow hasn't melted, it's freezing hard.

Liu Cheng had found two pieces of smooth bark that were slightly larger than the soles of his shoes and tied them to the soles of his feet, and at this time, he slid on the frozen snow at a very fast speed, and it took more than a minute to slide to the bottom of the mountain.

After untying the bark, Liu Cheng ran towards the port.

As the distance got closer, the raining gunshots became clearer.

Suddenly, Liu Cheng, who was running, suddenly saw dozens of figures in front of him, approaching in his direction.

He immediately turned around, ran into a wood, lay on the ground, and quickly hid himself in the thick snow.

In a few moments, the sound of "crunching" footsteps mixed with sporadic gunfire came from far and near, and the sound should have been running towards the hillside where he had just been hiding.

As those people passed by, Liu Cheng vaguely heard a hurried conversation:

"Can you still live?"

"It's hard to say, it's very badly injured!"

"Let's carry her back first, you can't leave her here as a woman!"

"How many missions is she?"

"I don't know."

"Alas, we men have been compared to her, and we have never seen such a woman."

"Okay, let's not say a word, if it weren't for the above, she would have died by now; This woman's means are stronger than all of us......"

The sound became quieter and quieter, and soon it was inaudible.

Liu Cheng didn't know what those words meant, and maybe he didn't want to know.

Only when the surroundings were quiet again did he poke his head out of the snowdrift and roll over on the ground, gasping for breath.

I was choking in the snow just now, and I was finally able to breathe in the fresh and cool air, so I naturally wanted to enjoy it.

Or maybe he just wants to hide his emotions in this way.

As for what the real reason is, I'm afraid only Liu Cheng himself will know in his heart.

Although those people walked away, the gunfire in the port continued, but Liu Cheng didn't want to go anymore.

The result was already obvious, although Luo Ming didn't lie to him, he didn't tell the truth either.

He told Liu Cheng the news, just because he was worried that his strength was not enough, and he wanted to find some helpers.

Or maybe you're looking for some cannon fodder.

Although he hadn't heard it for more than eighty years, he could still hear the unique sound of the German submachine gun.

In 1934, there was probably only one unit in the whole of China that could serve German submachine guns, and they were called the "Chinese military police."

Perhaps few people know about this force, but that doesn't affect its strength.

The only battle recorded in history in which this unit participated was the battle of Yuhuatai in Jinling.

600 people against 20,000 people, against one of the only six A divisions in Japan that year---- the Umemura Division.

The battle lasted from early morning to dusk, from positional warfare to white-knuckle warfare, repelling several attacks by the devils, and finally leaving thousands of corpses to retreat in a hurry, and Umemura himself was wounded.

This is the bald old Chiang's most proud unit, which was carefully selected from the 2 million troops, the absolute elite of the elite, and when it appeared in front of the world for the first time at the military parade in 1934, it shocked the little devils.

And at this time, they are the only ones who can come up with German-style submachine guns in the whole of China!

Although Lao Jiang repeatedly ordered that no one in this army should be mobilized without his orders, it did not mean that no one dared to move.

Judging by the sound, about fifteen to twenty German submachine guns have just been fired.

That is, at least, someone borrowed these guns from this "Chinese military police", and even borrowed a dozen or twenty soldiers.

And those who can do this, in addition to the Blue Coat Society, Liu Cheng can't imagine that there is a second organization in the northeast, let alone an individual.

After lying on the snow for about five minutes, Liu Chengcai got up from the ground.

His head was a little confused, and he didn't even know what he was thinking.

For an officer, the appearance of such a state is extremely fatal.

If he was on the battlefield right now, he would have killed a lot of people in just a few minutes.

grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his clothes, and the cold snow water made Liu Cheng gradually ease up.

There are some things that you shouldn't think, then you don't want to; However, being able to think of the "Chinese Military Police" is a huge gain for Liu Cheng.

The only thing lacking in the current training syllabus of the junior camp is tactical coordination training.

In his previous life, Liu Cheng also compared modern tactical coordination with tactical coordination on the battlefield of resistance against Japan, and found that it was really impossible to talk about which one was better.

Modern tactical coordination requires some advanced weapons, which are far from being met by current conditions.

However, the tactical coordination on the battlefield of resistance against Japan was not mature enough, and there were many loopholes and shortcomings.

Just now, he had a feeling of sudden enlightenment......