It was a chaotic battle that was fought afterwards.

The Nationalist Government Army invested more than 1,000 people in a regiment and suffered more than 400 casualties.

In addition, there were 14 military commanders, and only four survived.

The New Fourth Army invested more than 500 men in a battalion plus a company, and suffered more than 200 casualties.

The Japanese army invested more than 1,000 people in a brigade and suffered more than 400 casualties.

However, all parties remained silent about the battle, and they did not announce the cause and outcome of the battle, except for staggering the time to collect and transport the corpses or bury them on the spot, as if they had a tacit understanding.

If it weren't for the fact that the traces of the war on the battlefield were still there, there were hundreds of new graves in the mountains, as if this battle had never happened.

Three days later, in the night, a faint scream, moan, and angry shouting came from an interrogation room at the Japanese garrison, apparently that some anti-Japanese people had been tortured, and then silence ensued.

There was a sound of a bucket of water splashing, then the sound of torture and the man's screaming and swearing reappeared until five minutes later fell silent.

After four rounds of torture, screaming, groaning, silence, and splashing water, two Japanese soldiers as strong as axles dragged a man through the aisle.

The iron door opens and closes.

So, in that stone cell, a man was lying on his back on dry straw under the dim kerosene lamp.

His clothes had been whipped to tatters, and the cotton wool that had passed through the smoke of the war did not show the slightest white under the kerosene lamp.

The dim light could not see that his face was pale due to blood loss, but the man was Rollin.

Four days later, the interrogation room was still the same at night, and to Rollin's surprise, this time the Japanese army did not execute him.

A thin-faced, vulture-eyed, scarred Japanese officer spoke to Luo Lin in Chinese.

Although his voice is slightly jerky, it accurately expresses his inner thoughts.

The Japanese officer said, you don't need to look at me with this kind of hatred, I killed not a thousand but eight hundred, I have seen many heroes of your China, but except for Huo Xiaoshan, the rest have become ghosts under my sword.

The officer said, you heard me mention Huo Xiaoshan and felt strange, right? Actually, there is no need for you to be strange at all, because I know that your name is Luo Lin, because it was you who revealed the information to me, and my name is Nagumo Shinobi.

The officer said, just as you can find out that I am Nagumo Shinobi, I can also find you Luo Lin, so I brought you back.

The officer said, "Because I know you're Rollin, and I know what kind of person you are, there's really no need for you to hate me like that."

You Chinese have a saying called life is a lifetime of grass and trees, don't tell me anything to defeat the Japanese fascists, you Luo Lin thinks only in this life and autumn to mix up the head, drink want to drink is the after-wine, do what you want to do, play with the woman who wants to play, see who is not pleasing to the eye you go up and step on two feet, see who is pleasing to the eye you throw him a chewed bone and let him follow behind you like a dog.

The officer said that because I know what kind of person you are, I just think it's funny that you're a hero in front of me, just as you think someone else is a hero.

I can give you what the government can't give you, money, status, and beauty, as long as you listen to me.

Finally the man ended his self-sung words with this sentence, I will give you another day to think about it tonight, you think for yourself, if you continue to be a hero then I will cut off your head with a knife.

Luo Lin, who was sent back to the cell that night, endured the pain of being beaten by the Japanese, and silently savored the words of the Japanese officer named Nagumo Shinobi.

He thought, oh, this guy who looks so fierce is Nagumo Shinobi.

He first knew that Nagumo Shinobu was when the military commander captured Nagumo Oriko and investigated her family background.

Then when he was hunted down and killed with Huo Xiaoshan's team after the death of Nagumo Oriko, he was curious about what kind of Japanese would pursue Huo Xiaoshan persistently.

So, when he returned to the military command, he found all the information that Nagumo Shinobu could find.

Luo Lin did not expect that Nanyun Shinobu had such an in-depth study of the Chinese, nor did he expect that there would be an undercover agent of Japanese Tekoko by his side, because Nanyun Shinobu had his own original words in what he said to him.

But these are not the most important things, the important thing is that Nagumo Shinobu is right, he Luo Lin is such a person.

During the day on the fifth day, Nagumo Shinobu did not interrogate him again, but just allowed him to lie motionless in the straw pile.

But on the fifth night, when he was there, Nagumo Shinobu changed him to an extremely comfortable and warm room.

A brand-new futon, a large wooden bed, a charcoal stove in the room, and a beautiful woman in a kimono kneeling in front of the bed.

When Nagumo Shinobu was pushed to the ground by the guard, he had forgotten the guard's rudeness and the pain all over his body, and just looked directly at the silhouette of the beautiful woman.

Luo Lin originally thought that Murong Pei was the most beautiful woman in the world, and he always couldn't help but compare all the women he had ever seen with Murong Pei, so he realized more and more that Murong Pei was different.

The woman who made his blood run behind him, the woman who made him itch and unbearable all kinds of fantasies in his absence, the woman who seemed to be unable to get it again in this life but was itchy and unbearable.

However, when Luo Lin saw this Japanese woman, he actually forgot about Murong Pei!

The delicate and straight nose bridge, the skin that is smooth as jade without powder, the bright red lips, the roundness that is extremely beautiful, the thin waist that transitions naturally like a lady's vase, and the plump and open buttocks.

Then the woman turned her head and smiled at him, and Rollin melted into the clouds with that smile.

The woman helped him to the bed and helped him loosen his clothes, and Rollin forgot the pain of the scab of the wound and the cotton coat.

The woman didn't like the dirtiness of Rollin at all, and wiped his wounds and medicated him.

The woman's softness seemed to cast a spell, and wherever the golden ointment was applied, it would be cool.

At last Rollin lay refreshed in the drunken bed, and he went to take the woman's hand, but the woman pointed to the wound on his body.

Rollin tried to say something to the woman, but the woman shook her head to show that she didn't understand.

After Luo Lin tried it, he figured out that her name was Kiyoko.

How could Luo Lin ever show cowardice in front of a woman?

In his thinking, the reason why women are women is only because they are consistent at a certain point, and there is no distinction between nationalities.

In his thoughts, if there is really a distinction between nationalities, then prostituting Japanese women is patriotic, then now, although his majesty is not in pain, but he can take the Japanese flower leader into his arms, it can be regarded as the last piece of heart for the party and the country.

When Luo Lin hugged the woman into his arms and flipped it over, he thought that even if he was really cut by that Nanyun Shinobi tomorrow, it would be worth it.

Then he was satisfied, and he began to tell about how difficult his life was.

He talked about what he saw when he was twelve years old, his mother and lover who were out of the wall.

He talked about being oppressed by bullies because he was poor.

He talked about how he finally went to school and joined the military.

He talked about the first woman he had sex with.

He told me that there was a woman named Murong Pei in an institution called Juntong in China.

He talked about his grievances and grievances with Murong Pei, and he told Murong Pei that a man named Huo Xiaoshan fell to his death in front of him.

He said that he had brought a regiment and almost caught Murong Pei.

He talked about how he became a prisoner of your Imperial Japan

He told me how I was going to make you my woman......

It was late at night, and Luo Lin, who had walked between hell and heaven, finally fell asleep, but he didn't notice that he had mentioned that Murong Pei's face had changed color when he mentioned the woman who had buried her head in his chest.

On the morning of the sixth day, Rollin, it fell.