Chapter 403: Accident (6)

"Stand up!"

With Yoshino Shaosa's command, all the people present, including the Annan patrol, reflexively came to stand upright. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoYoshino, however, pulled out the bayonet that the patrol was wearing at his waist with lightning speed, and only stabbed it upwards and sent it into the throat of the patrolman. The bayonet made of fine French steel was extremely sharp, and with a "click" of tearing body tissues and a "grunt" of air leaking from the throat of the patrolman, the bayonet came directly through the back of the patrolman's neck.

Yoshino's attack was extremely accurate, and this bayonet went down and directly cut the carotid artery and trachea of the patrol. Yoshino's bayonet had not yet been drawn, and large strands of blood were already gushing out along the blood groove of the bayonet.

There was still shock on Annan's face, he didn't expect Yoshino's movements to be so fast, he didn't even see Yoshino's movements clearly, he only felt a cold throat, and then the strength in his body left him with the flow of blood, and he didn't even have the strength to stand.

Yoshino Shaosa stretched out his hand and pushed the Annan patrol in the "attention salute" of the extremely surprised by the patrols, and in the look up of his subordinates with great reverence. So the patrolman's body fell with a bright bayonet, and before he fell to the ground, he was already a lifeless corpse.

At this time, Yoshino suddenly noticed that the lights in the surrounding houses were going out one after another, followed by the sound of the windows closing. Of course, he understood that it was his own trick to "knock on the mountain and shock the tiger" that worked, and the surrounding residents who were still watching were all too frightened to open their windows after witnessing this bloody scene.

That's what Yoshino wanted, and he swept his proud gaze over the silent Annan patrol and landed on Officer Gucci, who was still bleeding from the corners of his mouth. Everywhere he looked, all the police officers and patrols were awe-inspiring, and he didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.

"You must remember that only the Imperial Army of Japan is the master of this land!" Yoshino Shaosa deliberately let go of his voice, raised his voice, and let his voice spread far away, "And you must be absolutely obedient, extremely respectful, and honestly be a good citizen of the imperial army!" ”

After saying that, Yoshino Shaoza put his hand behind his back and glanced around with his gaze as if demonstrating.

Under the pale street lamp, the sparse shadows of the sycamore trees swayed like eerie ghosts, lining the indescribable horror of Yoshino Shaosa's long figure on the road.

"Clean up here, and- get out!" Finally, Yoshino waved at Gucci.

As if pardoned, Gucci shouted at his men: "All of them, carry the corpse, turn to the right!" Start - Go! So a group of people patrolling the house got into the car and drove away as if they were fleeing.

Only one place of blood is slowly congealing.

What neither Yoshino nor Gooch noticed was a pair of vigilant eyes watching every move in the distance at the entrance of an alley. When the police car from the patrol room drove over with the siren, the man shrank back and disappeared into the darkness in the alley.

Yoshino Shaosa turned around and asked Suzuki, "Suzuki-san, are you okay?" ”

Suzuki replied with a wry smile, "It's okay, it's not in the way!" ”

"The patrol house in the French Concession is getting more and more unpleasant!" Yoshino Shaoza scolded viciously, "Yes, in the future, our liaison with the patrol house of the French Concession will be taken over by you Suzuki-san, you will be responsible for guiding their work, and you must let this group of obscene billets obey and listen to us honestly." ”

"Yes!" Suzuki hurriedly came to stand upright, and sent Yoshino to salute. Although his smile was contorted by the pain in his abdomen, he understood that if he was put in charge of the security of the French Concession, it meant that he had the qualifications to be in charge of his own affairs, and although he was not promoted in rank, he had much more power in his hands - which also meant that his secret service path had entered an upward channel.

"Now, order the brothers to close the team!" Yoshino continued.

"Why, aren't we going to keep squatting? The goal hasn't been seen yet! Suzuki asked, puzzled.

Yoshino Shaosa sighed and looked at Suzuki with a little pity, "Suzuki-san, are you confused?" We and the people in the patrol room have made such a big disturbance here, it's no wonder that we don't alarm the target! You say, with such a big battle in Xiangshan, will the target be stupid and not pull the machine back to throw himself into the net? ”

"What if...... What if the target hasn't returned? Suzuki still didn't give up and stubbornly stuck to his point of view.

Yoshino patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Brother, what time is it?" ”

Suzuki raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "It's already eight o'clock...... Oh...... I understand that the curfew has begun and that the target cannot appear again. There was disappointment in his voice that couldn't be hidden, "Then how do we explain to the director?" ”

"Simple ......," Yoshino patted Suzuki on the shoulder with relief, "Let's just say that the people patrolling the house had a misunderstanding with us, and there was a big commotion, and we estimated that the target had been alarmed, so we had to choose to close the team!" ”

Although Suzuki was still a little reluctant, Yoshino had already decided to go, and he could only go back with him.

In fact, Yoshino already had a new plan in mind.

……

In the cave hospital in Yan'an, northern Shaanxi, Yang Rong is feeding fish soup to Shixin.

Following Shi Xin's instructions on "not allowing the patient's injury to move", Yang Rong simply sat on the kang head, picked up Shi Xin's head and put it in the crook of her left arm - as a practitioner, Yang Rong's arm was extremely strong and stable. What's more, being able to feed the object of her admiration in such an intimate way is definitely a rare opportunity for Yang Rong.

Yang Rong's right hand was holding an enamel jar, and a reed pipe was inserted in the jar - Yang Rong knew that Shixin's wound was on her face, and she had to move her mouth when feeding, so she immediately came up with another method - a straw. At that time, there was no concept of wheat pipes in northern Shaanxi (big cities such as Shanghai and Tianjin already had soda and wheat pipes), but this did not prevent Yang Rong from finding a hollow reed pipe and washing it and scalding it with boiling water for Shixin to suck the fish soup.

This was originally what Shi Xin planned to tell Yang Rong to do, but he didn't expect Yang Rong to do it one step ahead of him. Shi Xin couldn't help but secretly admire Yang Rong's extravagant wisdom.

It is indeed a rare experience to be able to snuggle in the arms of a beautiful woman like Yang Rong and drink fragrant carp soup.

The fish soup is hot, hot in the mouth but warm in the heart.

Shi Xin leaned against Yang Rong's arm, and the right eye exposed outside the gauze only saw Yang Rong's plump breast, which almost broke the cotton uniform. And this seductive chest was still clinging to his uninjured right cheek - Shi Xin, who had just lost the woman he loved, never expected that he would be able to re-experience the towering, soft, elastic and plump breasts of another beauty so soon.