Lao Luo was escorted away by the Japanese military police, and the future is uncertain, Zhen Wen is not heartless, in this situation, there is still heart and Kojima Kazuo drinking.

How can rescue be as simple as drinking, Zhen Wen has thought of no less than nine methods, but none of them are really feasible.

Unless, with a greater loss, bet that Lao Luo will be rescued alive. The difficulty of being rescued alive seems to be more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Kazuo Kojima drank a little and talked a lot, and of course none of it involved the gendarmerie.

"Zhen Wenjun, have you ever heard of the left hand?"

Zhen Wen shook his head: "Left hand? What does left hand mean? ”

The first time Zhen Wen heard this name was said by Han Erbao, and there was No. 76 who didn't ask much before he got close. At this moment, when I heard Kazuo Kojima mention it, I couldn't help but feel surprised.

Han Erbao can't understand Japanese, and still drinks and eats by himself.

"Haha, Zhen Wenjun, his left hand is just a nickname, others praise him as a sharpshooter, it is said that his right hand was hit by a hundred shots, and his right hand was blown off in an operation, and no one knows where he has gone since then."

"Has his left hand also been trained to hit every shot?"

"Zhen Wenjun, that's exactly the case. Iwata Shunyoshi, the first gunner on the Japanese front, heard that his left hand was hiding in Shanghai, and he rushed to compete. But unfortunately, there has been no trace of the left hand. This person is like a fog, he feels it but can't find it. ”

"Isn't this Iwata Junkichi running for nothing? I admire warriors the most, but it's been a long time, so I guess I'm already back. I didn't know each other! ”

"I didn't go back, he searched for more than half a year in the vicinity, and today he returned to the special high class. He and Section Chief Sato are old friends. He's free, maybe he'll stay for a while. Zhen Wenjun still has a chance to meet him. ”

Kazuo Kojima said, his face showing pride.

Zhen Wen was shocked in his eyes, looking at Kojima's complexion, Iwata must not be the kind of person who can only kill the target and is known as a hundred shots.

Although Zhen Wen had never seen Iwata's marksmanship, nor had he seen the left-handed marksmanship, he had seen the marksmanship of Mo Lonely, the top killer of the military command, which was simply unusual.

Is Iwata Junkichi that Kazuo Kojima said also this kind of character?

With such a person, even if he rescues Lao Luo with greater casualties, there is no hope.

Zhen Wen's heart rolled but his face remained unchanged, and he drank dry wine and filled Kojima Kazuo again.

"Kojima-kun, what does your left hand look like?"

"I just heard that this man is emaciated, has a bag in the left corner of his forehead, and is about forty years old. The rest, there is no way to know. ”

Kazuo Kojima is very measured, and he doesn't drink anymore when he drinks just right.

The three of them walked out of the western restaurant, the night, the evening breeze, and the neon in the distance.

Rumble......

There was an explosion in the distance, so far away that if the sound of ordinary gunfire could not be heard at all, the sound of explosives was not heard here, but it was enough for the soldiers to know that it was an explosion.

Kazuo Kojima quickly ran to the car, got into the car and immediately drove towards the gendarmerie.

Han Erbao looked into the distance and said, "That's an explosion?" ”

Zhen Wen didn't answer, Sato's words were still in his ears, and the two of them were escorted to the military headquarters tonight. The sound of the explosion was on the road to the military headquarters, and it seemed that it was the hand of the truck escorted by the Japanese army.

"Erbao, go home."

"Don't you want to see?" Han Erbao was curious.

Zhen Wen shook his head: "It's dangerous there." ”

Back at the residence, Zhen Wen went upstairs and blocked the bugging device with cotton, and turned on the radio again.

Coming to the downstairs room, Zhen Wen asked, "Erbao, what does your left hand look like?" ”

Han Erbao pointed to his head: "He has a bag in his head, but he doesn't have a right hand." ”

"Erbao, your left hand is about the same age as you, right?"

Zhen Wen deliberately said that the age was small, and the thin was fat, to see if Han Erbao and Kazuo Kojima were the same person.

Han Erbao shook his head: "No, no, he is very thin and hungry with a full beard." ”

The person Han Erbao and Kazuo Kojima said was almost certainly the same person, and Zhen Wen felt incredible.

How did Han Erbao kill his left hand? Naturally, it is impossible to beat the left hand in marksmanship, and it must be to break the neck to death.

"Erbao, why did you kill him? How to kill? ”

"If he kills an old man, I'll kill him."

"Kill with what??" Zhen Wen asked.

"Guns, guns, of course."

Zhen Wen was stunned: "But you never bring a gun?" ”

"I had a gun with me!"

Zhen Wen is very interested, everyone in the world can talk about it, but Han Erbao can't.

The phone rang for a while, and Zhen Wen's first reaction was to tell Han Erbao not to answer the phone.

He took off his shoes, quickly went upstairs to remove the cotton from the eavesdropper, and then returned downstairs.

Zhen Wen grabbed the phone and put his feet on his shoes, and the voice of Ding Mo Estate came from inside.

"Captain Zhen, the vehicle escorting the Communist Party has been hijacked, eight escorting gendarmes have been killed, and two Communist Party members are now missing. The gendarmerie has sent a large number of people to search, and No. 76 cannot be idle. You quickly come to No. 76 and lead people to search for it. ”

"Ran away? The Communists are not small, and I will go over immediately. ”

The radio was not turned off, and he rushed out of the house with Erbao.

Bang, I closed the door and walked quickly outside the hospital.

Ding Mocun's car was already waiting there, and Zhen Wen and the two quickly got into the car.

The driver did not dare to slack off, and stepped on the accelerator and drove in the direction of the explosion.

Sato put down the monitor headphones, and Li Shiqun turned around looking at the car in the distance by the window.

"Section Chief Sato, I'll just say that Zhen Wen is absolutely loyal to the empire. You have also heard how urgent the voice of the Communist Party is, and if anyone says that it is not from the heart, I will not believe it 100%. ”

Sato felt that there was no 100% conclusion about anything, and any accident would happen, so he couldn't help frowning when he heard this, the light in the room was dim Li Shiqun didn't see it.

"Director Li, continue according to the formulated plan."

"Yes." Li Shiqun walked briskly outside, got into a car hidden in the shadows, and drove towards the explosion site.

When Zhen Wen arrived, Ding Mo Estate was directing the search.

Zhen Wen stepped forward: "Director Ding, did you find that there were no two?" ”

"No, you immediately take some people to search, be careful, the other party has a gun."

Zhen Wen nodded, his eyes reflecting the moonlight: "Director Ding, I think it is more likely that they will return." The two of them moved slowly and ran into the distance, wouldn't they be looking for death? ”

Ding Mo Estate hurriedly said: "It makes sense, you quickly take some people to search back, and find that the Communists were directly killed." ”

Zhen Wen responded with more than a dozen people and searched in the direction of the city.

The night is vast and overgrown with weeds.

Lao Luo lay in the grass, his face pale in the moonlight.

"Lao Zhai...... Come on...... Walk. ”

Zhai Junheng smiled bitterly: "I saved your life last time, this time you came to save me, how can I leave with you." Who has not died since ancient times, and what about life and death? It's just that I can't watch the little devils get out of China, which is the first regret in my life. ”

"You...... Must go, otherwise, contact ...... Ahem......"

Lao Luo couldn't stop coughing, and a mouthful of blood spilled out of his mouth.

"Lao Luo...... Lao Luo, who to contact? How to get in touch? Zhai Junheng grabbed Lao Luo's arm and asked hurriedly.