Chapter 132: The Oriental Lion Awakens and Regains Its Majesty

Chapter 132: The Oriental Lion Awakens to Regain Its Majesty

The county seat of Lin'an County. The headquarters of the Japanese army in the Fangjia compound. Front yard main house.

Zong Hanichiro was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"I have seen many times on the battlefield that two or three Eighth Route Army soldiers surrounded our imperial army and fought with bayonets, and the final result was that the imperial soldiers stabbed several opponents to death one after another, but they were unharmed."

"Yes. Nakagawa-kun, I understand the cultural gap you mentioned, and I have seen the battlefield scene you mentioned many times, and this is indeed the case. However, you must not underestimate the Eighth Route Army, which was composed of the majority of illiterate peasants, whose overall cultural level and comprehensive combat capability are rapidly improving, and have already shown their tiger-like majesty. It is also true that after several years of war, the combat ability of our imperial soldiers has generally been slowly declining, right? ”

"So, do you think that our Imperial Army will not defeat the Eighth Route Army? Wouldn't it be stronger? ”

"More powerful? Nakagawa-kun, I'm an economics student, so I'm probably better at calculating numbers than you. We can calculate that stretching thousands of miles from Heilongjiang to Hainan Island, not to mention carrying out armed warfare, even if it is only to effectively rule and control more than 100 large and medium-sized cities in eastern and central China, it will require millions of heavily armed imperial troops. There are also more than 1,000 county towns and tens of thousands of rural towns, how many troops do you need to send to rule? Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Japan to continue to wear down more military forces on the Chinese battlefield, and has it not successively dispatched first-class troops to the Southeast Asian and Pacific theaters? ”

"Zong Hanjun, is this also one of the grounds for your belief in the defeat of the empire?"

"Yes, as long as a person with normal intelligence, normal mind, and normal thinking will come to the conclusion that the final outcome of this war must be that Japan will definitely lose and China will definitely win. This is also the inevitable result of comprehensive, in-depth and prudent analysis and reflection in the wars I have personally experienced over the past few years, which is unequivocal and unchangeable. As soon as the conclusion came out, I couldn't believe it and I didn't want to believe it. However, I have to believe and accept. ”

"Zong Hanjun, this conclusion of yours is completely to increase the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige; Grow China's ambition and destroy Japan's prestige. This is to be tried before a military tribunal. ”

"It's possible, I'm ready for it. However, if Japan were defeated, the Japanese cabinet members and war maniacs would probably be judged by the victorious powers, and the Japanese people would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history forever. ”

"No, no, no, maybe there won't be such a day. The Eighth Route Army can win a battle and a time with its small skills of carving insects. However, as far as the whole country and hundreds of millions of people are concerned, China is the sick man of East Asia. ”

"Nakagawa-kun, it was like this in the past, and it may not be in the future. China is like a patient who has been asleep for a hundred years, poor and weak. However, I have been awakened and shocked by Japan. In 1937, the Marco Polo Bridge (Lugou Bridge) incident, the rumbling sound of gunfire woke up the sleeping lion of the East. China began an unprecedented all-people war of resistance with the strength of the whole country. However, our Japan and the Imperial Army were mired in a quagmire, increasingly difficult, and full of misfortune, and eventual defeat was inevitable. Moreover, my own unfounded prediction, or rather a vague premonition, that from the day this war ended, a hundred years from now, China might rise and become powerful again. And China's national hatred of Japan may continue for hundreds of years, and it is the most terrible thing in China. ”

Lin'an County. Detective team. Qian Wanlin's office.

Qian Wanlin took off his top hat and shell gun, took off his coat, threw it on the desk, and sat on the sofa with his butt slumped.

Wan Fulai, who walked in after him, took off his top hat and said while fanning:

"Captain, you rest, I have already ordered someone to make you tea. I'll go and interrogate Fang Luqing. I first beat her with skin and flesh all over her face, and if I didn't explain it honestly, I stripped her of her clothes......"

Detective Douzi wiped the sweat from his face and walked in to Wan Fulai's side:

"Vice-captain, the cigarettes have been bought, Hademen's." After speaking, he squeezed his right eye.

"Go, go, you both let me out, let me think about it alone."

"Okay. The captain called me as soon as he thought about it. Beans, let's go. ”

Wan Fulai and Douzi walked out of the office and closed the door tightly and came to a secluded place.

"Brother, I'll be there in a while." Beans whispered quietly.

"Good. No one found out, right? ”

Qian Wanlin sat on the sofa and calculated proudly: This time I am going to make a fortune. If I catch Fang Luqing, the Fang family will definitely come and beg me to release him, and I will knock the Fang family a large sum of money first. Then give Fang Luqing to Captain Nakagawa, and get a large bounty. Or, I took the money and gave it to Captain Nakagawa to receive the reward when I was done. Or, if I marry Fang Luqing, I will be the son-in-law of the Fang family and the Fang family, with both people and money, and I am very beautiful. Yes, just do it, it depends on the amount of money you get from there. Or......

There was a bang. The door was pushed open. Wan Fulai walked in in a panic:

"Captain, Master Fang, Fang, Master Fang is here. The Dodge car was waiting outside the courtyard gate. This? What should I do? ”

Qian Wanlin, who was sitting on the sofa, heard that Fang Da came first, and stood up "pout":

"What? You said it was Fonda who came first? ”

"Yes. It's the first master of Fangda. ”

"Are the people from the Fang Family Martial Arts Hall here?"

"Nope."

"Did Fang Daxian have a guy in his hand?"

"Nope. And he took his staff. ”

"How many people did Fang Da bring first?"

"Three people, in addition to the driver, and the housekeeper."

Qian Wanlin's hanging heart calmed down slightly. He knew very well in his heart that with Fang Daxian's martial arts, he could put ten or eight Qian Wanlin to death without seeing a drop of blood with his empty hands. However, now he definitely doesn't dare, this is the detective team, and Fang Luqing is in my hands again. Thinking of this, Qian Wanlin seemed to feel that his waist was stiff again. Sarcastically:

"Huh? Big head, look at your little appearance, a little old man in his fifties scared you like this? Wetting your pants, right? ”

"No, no. With the captain here, what am I afraid of? ”

"Go. Invite Fonda here first. No, that's rude. Let's go, I'll meet him. ”

The black Dodge car stopped under the locust tree on the side of the road outside the gate of the detective compound, and the angry Fang Daxian sat in the car and said hatefully:

"Qian Wanlin, a dog thing, actually dares to touch the people of our family, this is looking for death."

"Master, Qian Wanlin, the turtle grandson, has become more and more rampant in the past few years, and he should have been killed a long time ago." The butler Delu echoed.

The young and sturdy driver said angrily: "Master, you set a date for this traitor bastard, and I will kill him on that day!" ”

"He deserves to die, he should have died a long time ago. If it weren't for my precious granddaughter, I would have condescended to come to him? Don't talk to either of you later. Let's salute first and then soldiers, and do as I said beforehand. ”

"Yes. Master. Delu and the driver answered the road together. ”

Several fist-sized black finches in the locust tree chirped non-stop, and Fang Daxian became even more irritated when he heard it.