"You are Yang Tianfeng." Koshiro Morino asked arrogantly as he held the handle of the command knife with his hand.

In World War II, there was no strict hierarchy of Japanese command knives, and everyone above the "Cao Chang" (squad leader) had one hand. Therefore, the Japanese army did not have a hard and fast rule of "what level of sword to wear", as long as the scabbard and handle conform to the unified system. Officers can use blades machine-made by the arsenal, or they can additionally purchase hand-crafted pieces by swordsmiths.

Therefore, some officers from aristocratic backgrounds put their ancestral famous knives with standard scabbards and handles and brought them to the battlefield for use, while those from poor families could only use cheap mechanical blades.

Obviously, a small military cao will not use any fine knives.

Yang Tianfeng pursed the corners of his mouth, reached out and took off the katana given to him by Miyamoto from his horse, threw it to the ground demonstratively, and asked coldly: "You said that it was sent by His Excellency Watanabe, and he also brought a letter from Mr. Miyamoto, what evidence do you have?" ”

What a good knife! Koshiro Morino's eyes swept over the gorgeous katana scabbard, and he was a little envious and annoyed in his heart, such a good sword was actually held in the hands of an inferior Shina person, it was really a tyrannical thing.

Seeing that Koshiro Morino didn't speak, Yang Tianfeng paused his katana on the ground, raised his voice, and asked coldly: "Did Your Excellency Watanabe send you here to let you chase women with your soldiers and shoot civilians at will, so as to arouse the hatred of the Chinese people?" ”

Koshiro Morino blinked and said, "It's not about Watanabe's orders, it's us, we suspect that those two Shina are engaged in resistance activities, and they have smuggled weapons on their ships. ”

Xiao Si whispered a few words in Yang Tianfeng's ear, Yang Tianfeng immediately hardened up, and said coldly: "I don't want to listen to your quibbles, give me Mr. Miyamoto's letter, and then please reply!" I will submit a letter to His Excellency Watanabe requesting that someone else be sent to assist me in my work. ”

Koshiro Morino's eyes widened, and he said loudly, "We only obey the orders of Lord Watanabe, and you, a Shina person, have no right to decide whether we go or stay." ”

Hmph, hum, Yang Tianfeng sneered, turned around with his hands behind his back, and a large group of heavily armed security regiment soldiers under the leadership of Zong Baichuan were running over here.

Yang Tianfeng turned around, covered with frost, pointed to the shoulder tag of Koshiro Morino and said, "You, just a Cao Chang; I, on the other hand, am the deputy head of the security corps; You have only twelve soldiers, and I have more than eight hundred guns; You came here, and you didn't know the place; I, however, am the master here. In terms of military rank, military strength, and popularity, you are not as good as me. Moreover, you keep putting Watanabe's Excellency on your lips, but I don't believe that he will give orders for me to obey your command. ”

Koshiro Morino was silent for a moment, he really couldn't give such an order, so he had to reply speciously: "Your Excellency Watanabe wants me to obey his command directly, and wants me to set up a guard post in Qulong Town. ”

"Qulong Town is my defense area, set up a sentry post, hum, so you are here to beg me?" Yang Tianfeng said with a sneer.

Koshiro Morino narrowed his eyes, looking at Yang Tianfeng's hateful smiling face, as well as the large number of soldiers of the security regiment who had already arrived.

Under Zong Baichuan's command and instructions, these soldiers were surrounding more than a dozen of them. In the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun, under the dense muzzle of the gun, his men also became nervous, raised their guns, and confronted the soldiers of the security regiment.

Fighting, it will definitely not work, as soon as the gun goes off, his dozen or so people will be immediately beaten into a sieve. Although he didn't think that Yang Tianfeng would dare to give the order to shoot, if a conflict broke out at such a close distance, everyone would probably shoot indiscriminately based on their feelings and reactions, and the situation would be uncontrollable. But it was extremely difficult for him to bow to the people of China.

The two sides are deadlocked, the atmosphere is getting more and more tense, and the slightest touch will lead to bleeding on the spot. Although neither side wants this kind of thing to happen, but the situation is at this point, and both sides are working hard, and no one can pretend to be cowardly.

Two groups of people are gun-to-gun, knife-to-knife, like two groups of dogs about to bite and fight. This frightened Han Wenping, the interpreter who came with the team, Han Wenping turned out to be a small comprador who had spent several years in a Japanese foreign firm, and there was no problem with daily conversations.

But at the beginning, Yang Tianfeng spoke a few words of Japanese, which was much more proficient than him, so he didn't dare to show his clumsiness. But Yang Tianfeng spoke all in Chinese later, and every time he said a word, he glared at him, and the meaning was understood without saying, forcing him to harden his head and translate truthfully.

Han Wenping originally wanted to come to Qulong Town with the Japanese, not only was he majestic, but also those turtle gentry had to flatter and flatter him, and money and beauties were not automatically sent to the door. But I never expected that when I got off the boat, I encountered such a situation, it was really a fire at the city gate, which affected the pond fish, and he didn't touch the light of the Japanese, but he was going to be involved by the Japanese, and he was a ghost under the gun together.

"Yang, Head Yang, why bother? Everyone has something to say, something to say. Han Wenping nodded to Yang Tianfeng, and said with a bitter face: "Don't move your knife or gun, take a step back, take a step back." ”

Yang Tianfeng looked at Han Wenping, blinked his eyes, and beckoned to him, and Han Wenping immediately wagged his tail and came over. To be honest, he was a little afraid of this local snake who dared to shoot at the devil and dare to order his subordinates to confront the devil.

Reaching out and taking off Han Wenping's sunglasses, Yang Tianfeng put them on his face and asked, "Do I wear them appropriately?" ”

"It's suitable, it's too suitable, it's simply for you, Captain Yang." Han Wenping said flatteringly.

Yang Tianfeng nodded with satisfaction, this show is almost over. I believe that soon, the deeds of Young Master Ben daring to draw a gun with the devil and daring to lead people to a hard top with the devil will spread. This is an increase in prestige, and it is also a precautionary shot for the security corps.

Of course, it's not impossible to turn your face with the devil now, Huang Shui is estimated to be coming soon, and the devil has no time and energy to take revenge on himself for the time being. But it will be better to wait a few days, and these devils who have sent them to sacrifice their flags are very timely.

"You tell the Japanese that this is my territory for a hundred miles, and the security corps also obeys my orders." Yang Tianfeng took the sunglasses as his own as a matter of course, and said with a sneer: "If you want to set up a sentry here, without my nod, just eating, drinking, living, and traveling will be enough for them." Moreover, the villagers here are fierce and untamable, and when the gong is struck and the trumpet cannon is sounded, thousands of 800 people can be gathered in the blink of an eye, and they can be wiped out with earthen cannons and bird guns alone. So, he now has three options......"