Matsumoto's hand grabbed a card, imitating the way the Chinese were looking forward to touching himself, glaring at him, baring his teeth, and vigorously touching the words on the mahjong cards with his hands, and chanting the words in his mouth: "Fifty thousand!" Fifty thousand! ”

But this little devil has not practiced to the point where you can use your fingers to figure out what kind of mahjong cards are, don't look at the neck stare like that, but until the card is raised in front of you, you have to use the two little mung bean eyes to see that it is Zhang Qiji, the mouth of the oops, annoyed to throw the card into the loose card.

I didn't think he wanted 50,000 yuan and didn't touch it, but he touched a cannon card! As soon as this chicken was thrown into the river, it was firmly held down by a hand! The man shouted, "I'm waiting for you!" It's mushy! After shouting, he knocked down the mahjong tiles in front of the door, and the other two craned their necks to take a look, good guys!

All the strip cards, the paste is one four or seven, this kid has three chickens in his hand, he didn't open the bar, directly asked for the cannon, this Matsumoto is angry! I stopped catching Wukui for a long time, and I lit a heavy cannon for others!

Kosaka, this old guy! Luck is so good tonight! It's just one to eat three, and the money in Matsumoto's pockets is almost gone, if this is all counted, I'm afraid Matsumoto will not have enough money to clean up all the money in his pocket!

Matsumoto's stomach was bad, his eyes rolled, and he reached out and pressed Kosaka's hand to take the card back, and said in his mouth: "This doesn't count, you broke the rules!" I drop the first suspension, you drop can not paste my drop card! ”

Kosaka didn't understand for a moment, and blinked at Matsumoto, then at the chicken in his hand, and then at the two next to him. I don't understand why I can't paste the cards?

Those two were stupid too. The heavy artillery that was originally thinking about Matsumoto's point. It has nothing to do with me, I'm secretly having fun in my heart, but I didn't expect Matsumoto to come out like this, and when the puppet army platoon commander taught them to play mahjong, I didn't remember him saying this rule.

Matsumoto Tetsu blushed face, grabbed Kosaka's hand and did not let go, and repeated that he had suspended the cards, and Kosaka could not paste the cards he played.

This time, Kosaka understood. He muttered a sentence in his mouth, shook off Matsumoto's hand vigorously, jumped up at once, stood on the stool with one leg, and forcefully put the rooster card on the table, and said viciously, "Matsumoto! You're a fool! Platoon Commander Zhang didn't say this rule! You're out of money, aren't you? ”

The sentence poked Matsumoto's sore spot, and the kid was also annoyed, slapped the table with both hands, stood up, and stared at Kosaka deadly. Grit your teeth, and you're ready to fight!

The two next to him quickly got up. One person pulls one, and the one who is kind of persuasion, Kosaka and Matsumoto are like fighting cocks, stretching their necks and staring at their beards!

When they were making trouble, the wooden door of the war room where they were playing mahjong was "Bang!" "I was kicked away! The three mermaids walked in, looking at the four people in the room with serious expressions.

Matsumoto is facing away from the door.,Played mahjong for half a night.,The room was smoky.,It's long been a brain that's not enough to count.,I didn't make a card just now.,And Kosaka pinched up.,I didn't care about the movement behind me.,Still there.。

But Kosaka saw through the smoke that the person who came in was wearing a cloak with the captain's collar badge, and his face was very raw, but this officer and the two soldiers next to him had white armbands on their arms, and it was written on them, Military Police Inspection Team!

Seeing these words clearly, there was a chill on the tail bone! As soon as Kosaka straightened up, he stood upright, and gave a military salute, and the one who stopped him also understood and stood up and saluted!

The one holding Matsumoto was a military officer, and when he turned his head, he saw that there was a gendarme standing behind him, and he was still a lieutenant, and he immediately realized that the problem was serious, and he turned around and stood upright. As soon as he let go of his hand, the Matsumoto he was holding suddenly lost his bonds, and the momentum took him and slammed it into the table.

Raising his head, Matsumoto rubbed his red and swollen eyes, and then he saw that his own people who were playing mahjong with him were standing there motionless, and when he turned around in a daze, he saw the few people at the door, especially the white armbands that were dazzling under the lights, and his mind was booming! Like stepping on a spring, the conditioned reflex generally jumped up in the air, turned half a circle in place, and after landing on the ground, he knocked his feet and stood upright.

The lieutenant didn't speak for a long time, but took off his white gloves, took them in his hand and gently hit the outside of his thigh, looking at Matsumoto for a while, and then at the other three.

After a while, the lieutenant spoke, and asked Matsumoto to recite the military regulations with an expressionless face, and Matsumoto didn't dare to slack off when he licked his chest and belly, and memorized them one by one, until there was no gambling of any nature in the army, and then the lieutenant raised his hand holding the white glove and signaled Matsumoto to stop and not have to memorize it.

Then he pointed to Kosaka, who was standing on the other side of the table, and asked with a blushing face, what should I do if I violated this military rule? Kosaka replied tremblingly that soldiers who had violated this military rule would be sentenced to five days of imprisonment with 20 sticks, and that officers who had violated this rule would be demoted and imprisoned for one month, and that they would be fined six months' worth of military salaries.

"You're a lieutenant, Matsumoto-kun. You, Kosaka, are the sergeant major. You're a soldier, you're a first-class soldier, I'm not wrong. After speaking, he whispered to the two soldiers behind him to take these people outside.

The people who played mahjong in the house were sweating down! Needless to say, the whole stronghold is estimated to be playing mahjong tonight, a total of four mahjong, planed to stand guard, and the rest are guarding mahjong! This is good, the whole stronghold has been taken by the military police!

Matsumoto wondered, he told his subordinates every day to stand guard and sentry, once he saw his own people coming, he immediately rang the alarm bell, this person had entered the turret, why didn't he hear the alarm bell?

And Matsumoto is also an old man in the Baoding gendarmerie, and when he set up a separate spy agency, he was transferred over, so to speak, he can almost recognize hundreds of gendarmes and hundreds of spies, but these three people look at it like this.

Matsumoto dared to ask, "Excuse me, who is your Excellency?" The captain, who had already walked outside the door, heard Matsumoto ask him, stopped, turned around and looked at Matsumoto coldly, and said, "I'm from Beiping." ”

Just these few words are enough, the gendarmerie and the secret service agencies in Baoding City all know that the emperor's envoy came from Beiping, accompanied by a large number of elite agents from the Maochuan headquarters, Matsumoto and their team is only Zhilu Dao from Beiping, as for what it looks like, they don't know Lu Dao, because from years ago to today, they have been stationed in Xiyuan Temple.

However, although the little devil has a tradition of "going down and going up" in the army, but that is on the battlefield there are many conflicts between junior officers and superior officers, and today's mahjong is not a war, and he will take care of the loss first, and the other party said that he is from Beiping, which shows that he was sent down by the Maochuan headquarters, and he hit the muzzle of the gun for rectifying military discipline.

Don't say anything, tidy up the clothes, walked out of the war room dejectedly, out of the turret, look at the good guys, his subordinates are all in the yard, standing straight in rows, Matsumoto took a look, okay, the whole group is here, even the sentry tonight has been here.

The walls of the courtyard and the turret were replaced by military police officers with armbands on duty, and the officers and men of the Matsumoto squad in the courtyard were also guarded by six or seven armed gendarmes, and even the weapons were lowered and stacked aside, and a crooked machine gun was mounted on the porch of the cafeteria.

"Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of the Chinese people and the Eighth Route Army, I would like to extend my last greetings to all the princes, and wish you all the best along the way!" Ride the crane to the east! The captain said this in standard Japanese, stepped back, and pulled out the pistol at his waist, and he didn't shoot, but the crooked handle and six or seven spears opened fire together, as if they had made an appointment!

The Japanese gendarmes on the courtyard wall and the turret also used the rifles in their hands to point the names of the devils one by one, poor this group of devils, played mahjong in the dark for a night, tired three grandsons, thought that they were caught by the military police, to be punished with military sticks, but they were all beaten into a sieve by bullets!

Matsumoto, who is not a card, is dying and still doesn't understand what he is doing! It's a pity that the good card, held back all night to do all the dragon, just so a fifty thousand, alas, death is not blind!

It's not just Matsumoto who is confused, but these more than 20 devil agents of Matsumoto's team don't understand how they died, they are all elites, why are they still folded in the hands of Tubalu?

Or maybe this gambling kills people! As the saying goes, small gambling is pleasant, big gambling hurts the body, and gathering people to gamble is fatal! If there is just a table of mahjong, a few officials play cards, and the soldiers below dare not come to watch, and the garrison of the stronghold will not be slack to this extent.

This Matsumoto thought that it was also the New Year, so he wanted the soldiers to be happy, so he asked the platoon commander Zhang at the station to collect four pairs of mahjong and send them, stipulating that those who are on duty cannot be beaten, and those who are laid off can be beaten.

He himself has been playing in the dark for the past few days, do you think that the soldier can sleep in four laps in a regular manner! It's crazy to be a soldier! When it was time to work, I was reluctant to get off the table, and I had to be kicked and beaten away by other people, so I scolded and went to stand guard.

As soon as he got to the sentry post, the soldier became a puddle of soft mud, curled up in the leeward with his gun, sleeping and snoring!

To put it mildly, this group of gendarmes shouted for a long time and no one answered, so they managed to climb the courtyard wall, entered the stronghold, opened the gate, and slipped the sentry out of the sentry post, and the guy hadn't woken up yet!

This is the opportunity to make up for sleep, not this one sentry, all the people who come to work are like this, look at how harmful this gambling is! However, the mahjong left by our ancestors has made a great contribution, and it can't be buried! (To be continued......)