Uehara fled the area where the fire was being exchanged in a row, ignoring the soldiers behind him, gritting his teeth and continuing his frantic escape journey. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info didn't care about the branches scratching his general's clothes, and he didn't pay any attention to the painful feeling of the dry branches whipping on his cheeks.

He just ran for his life, hoping that he could get rid of the hellish slaughter behind him. Finally tumbling over a small mound, he rolled along the slope with one foot in the air, and almost passed out in pain, before stopping in a slightly flat place.

"Ah...... Heh, ha. Yes! He wailed a few times in pain, and then found the sky in the dim environment. He struggled to his feet, but had to give up because of the pain all over his body.

Before he could break free from the dizziness that was rolling down, a sneer came from his ears: "Hey, I thought the Japanese were all rolling, and they were still a big officer." Be ambitious! The Japanese are really tougher than the other. ”

Hearing this, Uehara Harasawa immediately stood on end, he knew that it was not good, and quickly reached out to pull out the pistol hanging from his waist, but unfortunately before his hand could touch the armed belt, he was trampled by a foot wearing leather boots. Because of the hardness of the sole and the strength used by the other party, Uehara immediately felt the pain in the heart.

"Ahh Bastard! Akihara screamed immediately because of the pain, and it looked so miserable in the night sky where the gunfire had stopped. With his other hand, he wanted to draw his katana, but because he was used to his weapons being on his left side, he wanted to take out the weapon with his left hand, which was really a big project.

"Huh! Still struggling? Are you going to beat twenty of us at a time? The voice said this with mockery, and then pulled the bolt of his gun, with a crisp rhythm: "If you move again, I will kill you, and there is no difference between catching the dead and catching them alive!" ”

Sure enough, after hearing this threat, Uehara Ze didn't dare to continue struggling, he raised his eyes to look at the surrounding situation through the moonlight and the stars, and found that he was next to a square-shaped Ming armored car, and there were at least ten Ming soldiers with weapons standing beside him.

Mo Dongshan was holding his submachine gun and was stepping on Uehara Sazawa's right hand with one of his feet, at this time he was also looking at the Japanese officer lying on the ground by the moonlight, because of the lack of light, he didn't seem to see what level the other party was.

"Whew!" With a loud sound, a soldier lit a torch and stepped forward to illuminate the nearby area, after all, this was already the control area of the Ming Empire's troops, and the short light did not have to worry about attracting the attack of the other party. By the light of the torch, Mo Dongshan suddenly saw the other party's military uniform and frightened face.

"Hey! Catch the big fish, this is! It seems that at least he is a general, and this time we can be regarded as a great merit. Mo Dongshan looked at the embarrassed Uehara Sasawa under his feet, and said to a squad leader and a dozen soldiers beside him with a smile on his face.

"I am the division commander of the 8th Division of the Japanese Army, and I am ...... Kazuhiro Ozawa! I'm General Kazuhiro Ozawa! I hope that your country will fulfill its obligations as prisoners of war and respect my rights as prisoners of war. Seeing that he had no escape, Uehara immediately changed his rhetoric, apparently knowing the process very well, because he often trampled on such power.

A considerable number of the laborers in the Japanese mines were immigrants from the Han nationality of the Ming Dynasty, and the rest were descendants of these immigrants who intermarried with local Japanese civilians. These people were bullied in post-independence Japan, and their property was confiscated and sent to work in labor camps.

And Uehara Sawa, the commander of the division, made his fortune by suppressing these toiling workers. He abused the already miserable laborers in every way, and he always had the nickname of the ghost animal Kamihara among the hard workers. Now that this brutal man is about to enter the prisoner of war camp of the Ming Empire, his heart is naturally full of fear.

So he didn't say his name, but lied about the name of another division commander - he was afraid that the Ming army would know about his crime and deal with him directly, so he covered it up with Ozawa Kazuhiro, hoping to get away with it for the time being.

Speaking of which, we have to mention the current social composition of the Japanese Empire, in fact, there are not many pure-blooded Japanese now, so Japan adopts a strategy of division, and regards the Japanese natives who intermarry with the Han as inferior people, and exploits and oppresses them as much as they can.

And these mixed-race descendants, although living in Japan are miserable, they are able to eat together. The worst thing is that the local immigrants and Han Chinese, who are under centralized care, are not allowed to intermarry again, only do hard work such as coolies, and are persecuted by the whole Japanese society.

"Unexpectedly, Lao Tzu also caught a division commander." Mo Dongshan shook the muzzle of his gun, and proudly showed off to the people around him: "See, the commander of a Japanese division is stepping under my feet!" ”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and spoke, and his cold voice shattered the last trace of luck in Uehara Sawa: "Less nonsense!" As a result of the battle just reported above, our 2nd Army annihilated your 17th Division, and the division commander Kazuhiro Ozawa committed suicide. Are you Kazuhiro Ozawa? The stupid x who escaped from the 8th Division is called Uehara Sawa right? ”

With such convenient and fast communication equipment as radio, the process of the Ming army reporting some military intelligence and confirming some battle details was much faster than before, and it was even more difficult for Japan, which had never been able to pass the radio equipment, to imagine. The fact that Uehara wanted to hide from the world and the sea, but did not want him to escape, had already been issued to the commanders and fighters of the whole army as a great shame of the 2nd Army.

The order was personally signed by Yang Zizhen, the commander of the group army, and the content was to sort out the occupied areas as much as possible and find the fleeing Uehara Ze. Thinking of this, Mo Dongshan's foot on Uehara Sawa's right hand became even harder, and the unlucky Uehara Sawa let out a corresponding cry of pain.

"I can be regarded as catching you, today Grandpa, I won't kill you, I want to keep you and send you to the headquarters. That is, Commander Yang wanted to arrest you alive, but if it were me, I would have killed you with one shot. He let go of his foot and asked the soldiers to pick up the hapless division commander and disarm him.

The two soldiers didn't show the slightest pity, so they let Uehara get to his knees on the ground, untied his belt, and handed the exquisite katana to Mo Dongshan. At the beginning, Uehara Sawa pleaded that he would keep the katana as an officer's privilege, and after eating the butt of a gun, he immediately closed his mouth honestly. (To be continued.) )