After finishing speaking, after Inoue Chishu explained something to Wu Sibao, he asked people to lead him out, changed him to a new faction, and left him the number of his office, and then sent him.

After Wu Sibao left, Inoue Ikeki came to the interrogation room not far from the next door.

Two tower-like gendarmes stood at the door of the interrogation room, and he waved his hand, and the gendarmes opened the door. The iron door creaked open, and when he heard the sound, Maori Shaoza instinctively looked up, and saw that it was Inoue Ikeki, so he immediately stood upright.

Inoue Ikeki looked him up and down, and Maori Shaoza, who had gone to arms, looked a little embarrassed, but he tried his best to maintain his military appearance, and his posture was very standard.

"Maori-kun, do you know what's wrong?" Inoue Ikeki pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Mori Shaosa.

Maori Shaozo bowed slightly, "Hayi! I shouldn't be greedy for money, it's the most shameful act of a samurai......"

"You're a shame on your family!" Before Maori could finish speaking, Inoue Ikeki interrupted him, "The Maori family is a fighting family, your grandfather and father were once heroic warriors who galloped on the battlefield, but today you are hiding in the gentle village of Shanghai, weak as a sheep in the arms of a prostitute!" ”

Maori looked guilty, he snapped and knelt on the ground, put his hands on the ground and said in pain: "Please give me a hand*, let me apologize!" ”

"Coward!" Inoue Ikeki scolded angrily again, and after a while, Inoue Ikeki said slowly: "The battle on the front line in Myanmar is very difficult now, and the warriors of the empire have fought bloody battles with the Chinese army. You don't have to stay in the gentle countryside of Shanghai anymore, go there. ”

Maori was grateful, and he couldn't stop shedding a lot of snot and tears.

"What does it look like?" Inoue Ikeki got up from his chair and helped him up. "Go to the front line in Myanmar and take back the lost honor for the Maori family."

"Hayi!" Maori wiped the snot and tears from his face and replied in a firm tone.

Three days later, Mori Shaozo departed from Shanghai on the ship "Wuqu Maru", and their destination was Yangon Port in Myanmar. He was accompanied by 500 requisitioned infantry officers and men.

This group of Japanese officers and soldiers carrying backpacks and wearing "Type 98" military uniforms gathered on this passenger ship every day to do exercises, raise flags and sing, they were full of fighting spirit and passion, what they didn't know was that what was waiting for most of them would be a battle like grinding meat!

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As Maori and a group of Japanese soldiers sailed from Shanghai, a secret meeting was underway in Tonggu, not far from their destination, Yangon.

The two sides of the meeting were Sun Liren, commander of the expeditionary force, and Aung San, leader of the Burmese Independence Army.

This was the first meeting between the two men, and the first meeting between the top leaders of the Chinese and Burmese militaries since the start of the war. It was not easy to arrange this meeting, and in order to facilitate this meeting, the underground intelligence personnel of the two sides had countless exchanges and discussions, and some agreements and consensus had been reached on the general plan, and it was under such conditions that this meeting was finally reached.

First, Sun Liren was busy with military affairs, and he had to rush back to Mandalay as soon as possible to report to Stilwell on the battle on the front line, and the time was urgent, and the siege of Dagon was ongoing, so naturally he could not delay too much time; The second is from Aung San. Aung San and the others want to get rid of the tracking of the Yugoslav organs, and if there is a slight leak, it will not only be this meeting, but may even be the lives of several of them, so they have to be postponed for several planned talks.

For a variety of reasons, the meeting needed to be held in secret. The meeting took place in a military camp of the expeditionary force on the outskirts of Tonggu. It's safer than other places, it's located on the outskirts of the city, and it doesn't recognise Aung San.

In addition, it is easily accessible, and Aung San comes from Yangon, which is also easy to cross the line of fire; Of course, in addition to these, there is another important purpose of arranging here, that is, to let Aung San and others feel the military might of the expeditionary force and achieve a kind of deterrent purpose.

As the day of the talks approached, Aung San left Yangon with U Teng Win and the two men on the pretext of going out to inspect, and then rode straight to Tonggu in a vehicle sent by the expeditionary force.

Zhang Qifu from the Reserve Cadres Department personally came to receive him, he was wearing a short shirt and sunhat, and when he saw Aung San, he took off his hat and said with a slight smile: "General Aung San, I have been waiting for a long time." ”

Aung San was amazed, "Are you Burmese?" ”

Zhang Qifu shook his head, "I am Chinese, but my mother came to Yunnan from Shan State in northern Myanmar, so she is also half Burmese." ”

Aung San nodded and asked casually, "Then do you have a Burmese name?" What will we call you on the way later? ”

Zhang Qifu smiled, "Just call me Kunsha." ”

Aung San nodded, saying he remembered. Then he waved his hand and motioned for the others to get into the car as well.

There were a total of five people in Aung San's entourage, and he and Wu Teng Win were naturally important figures, as well as an interpreter and two personal bodyguards. These people are all with whom he has been for many years, and they are all trustworthy dead soldiers.

Driving north from Yangon, there was nothing on the road. Zhang Qifu took a look at the street scene of Yangon, which still retains the style of the British at that time, and the building has not been damaged much, which shows that the British army did not put up any resistance at that time. The streets are full of pedestrians in white coats and hats, and the temples passing by are still full of people, and the normal order of life here has not been affected.

However, Zhang Qifu saw sandbag fortifications and some barbed wire fences piled up on street corners, and it seemed that the Japanese army was also preparing to fight in the streets.

Zhang Qifu smiled knowingly, and had a general plan in his heart. But looking at Aung San on the side, he was still calm and relaxed, as if he was not surprised, in fact, he had already felt these subtle differences in his heart.

The car headed north, passed through the city of Yangon, and then began to drive in the direction of Tonggu.

The battle on the Tonggu front line was still going on, and the officers and men on both sides were like facing the enemy, and there were field fortifications, barbed wire, horse rejection and * formations erected everywhere, but these were not a problem for Aung San, after all, it was not a matter of much trouble to get a few slips to pass.

However, for the sake of safety, they still disguised themselves as civilians coming and going, and with the expeditionary force over there, they successfully crossed the line of fire.

When they arrived at the defense area of the expeditionary force, a sergeant and more than a dozen people who came to meet him tilted their heads and said: "I'm sorry, you must be blindfolded when you are in the defense area." ”

One of Aung San's bodyguards muttered something of protest, but the expeditionary sergeant ignored him and fired his gun and blindfolded him.

Zhang Qifu explained to several people that the two armies are now at war, not because we don't trust our allies enough, but because of the need for secrecy.

Aung San nodded and did not speak, indicating understanding.

Several people covered in black cloth got into two Yellow River jeeps, and after driving for more than ten minutes, the road began to flatten, and after a while, the car creaked and stopped, and then they were taken off their blindfolds.

They were received by a lieutenant colonel, who welcomed them warmly, said that lunch was ready, and asked if they needed to eat?

Aung San was a little angry at the blindfolded behavior just now, so he waved his hand and said, "No need, let's go to the meeting place as soon as possible." ”

The lieutenant colonel smiled, "It's okay, don't waste time." I've got a few suits ready for a few of them, so let's go to the locker room and change them. Well, it's a little inappropriate to wear a common person's clothes. ”

Aung San didn't say anything, but he was very satisfied with this thoughtful consideration.

Changed into suits, Angshang and others got on two Yellow River jeeps, this time the jeeps were a little different from the previous ones, the previous ones were obviously field in nature, these cars were covered with canvas, four seats in front and rear, as well as car glass and curtains, it seemed that the officers used for daily commuting.

Once in the car, the driver started the vehicle, and at this time, the six three-wheeled motorcycles parked around the jeep also started. The officers and men on motorcycles wore not training uniforms, but the military uniforms of the expeditionary force, and they were also equipped with ribbons and the like, which seemed to be a kind of etiquette.

Because of these thoughtful arrangements, Aung San and the others were quickly relieved of their previous unhappiness with blindfolding. The convoy was led by motorbikes from the road, and Aung San realized that after the expeditionary force arrived in Tonggu, a number of high-grade asphalt roads had been built, and now the road was wide and smooth, and the surrounding scene was unobstructed when walking on it. From time to time, we will encounter convoys of troops who come to be transferred, including armored vehicles and tanks camouflaged with branches and leaves, and ten-wheeled trucks covered with sails full of soldiers and towing large-caliber field guns behind.

Aung San couldn't help but sigh with emotion, no wonder the Japanese army could not attack Tonggu Jiujiu, just with the Japanese army's low tanks and small-caliber field artillery, it was obvious that the firepower was not the opponent of the expeditionary force.

After driving for more than 40 minutes, the convoy finally arrived at the place of the talks. This is a barracks, and it is impossible to tell how many troops are stationed in terms of size, but looking at the number of armored vehicles, it should be a tank armored unit.

"Your army is really strong, and the front line is so anxious, there is such a large number of tank troops idle here." Wu Dengwen said casually.

Zhang Qifu on the side shook his head, "Division Commander Wu misunderstood, there is a mechanized infantry regiment stationed here. Tank units will be on the front line. ”

Hearing Zhang Qifu say this, Aung San and Wu Teng Win couldn't help but be secretly surprised, he opened the curtain to take a closer look, but no, the outside is not a tank at all, but a tracked armored vehicle, but the car is large, and they are used to seeing Japanese tanks and mistakenly think it is a tank.

The car walked forward, the asphalt road was repaired directly to the entrance of the barracks, a team of gun-armed sentries pushed away the horses and barbed wire to let them go, and the convoy passed by the soldiers next to them salute with guns, the soldiers were all khaki training uniforms, holding * in their hands, with big leather boots on their feet, and wearing steel helmets and jungle hats.

Aung San's heart is already rippling, when will we have such an army?