In the evening, not only the street lights have been lit up, but the shops and restaurants on both sides of it have also lit up their facades, giving the whole street a warm color on the spring night.

The neon lights and Japanese lanterns of Kansai restaurants and taverns stand out from the many shops on the street. At this moment, in front of the main entrance of the tavern, which was reflected by the lights, there were already Japanese officers in military uniforms from time to time, and then disappeared into the tavern gate. The kimono lady who greeted her at the door was busy saying a welcome message.

This scene, after being seen by the Chinese passing by in the past, most of them gave a silent and indifferent attitude, and the occasional resentful person also passed by. But tonight, there were always two people standing across the road from the Kansai restaurant, crouching in the shadows that the street lamps couldn't shine on, and watching intently the people who entered the tavern.

Zhao Mutou, the commander of the special service company of the 391st Regiment of the Central Army, was no stranger to Kansai cuisine, and knew the direction in which the Japanese officers were coming, and at the end of it was the headquarters of the Hagiwara Brigade. The tactical purpose of him and the soldier of the special service company next to him tonight was very clear, that is, to quietly kill two Japanese officers who came out of Kansai cuisine and stripped them of their military uniforms.

Zhao Mutou noticed that after it was completely dark, a Chevrolet sedan had already driven past the door of the Japanese tavern opposite, and each time it passed slowly. Although it was difficult to see the scene in the car, the driver and the person sitting in the passenger seat must have been the female major of the military commander and another soldier of the special service company.

When Chevrolet appeared on the street for the third time, it drove over against the side where Zhao Mutou and the two were squatting, and in the rolled open window, the person in the passenger seat lit a cigarette with a lighter: it was the signal of Wang Suihua to order the joint. The commander of the spy company immediately trotted to catch up with the slow-moving car, saw that there was no one nearby, and quickly opened the right rear door and flashed into the car.

"What is the observation?"

The female major of the military commander, who drove steadily forward, asked without looking back.

"Eleven people entered, only two were soldiers, and the rest were officers, but they couldn't see the rank clearly across the road." Zhao Mutou leaned forward half a body in the back seat and replied in a low voice.

"Very good," Wang Suihua looked quite satisfied: "You don't have to care about the rank, at least you can be a lieutenant, it's enough to sneak into the South Freight Yard." ”

More than an hour later, the clock pointed to 7:30 p.m., and most of the shops on both sides of City Hall Avenue had turned off their lights and closed. Only a few of Liao Liao's stores are still open, including Kansai cuisine, of course.

The Chevrolet sedan was now parked on the side of the road more than 200 meters east of the Kansai Restaurant Tavern, the lights were turned off, and a soldier of the special service company was sitting on the right side of the back row, poking his head out of the half-rolled out window slightly, looking back at the Japanese tavern where the lights were still on. Occasionally, he would look at the mouth of a nearby alley, which opened on the side of the town hall street, and the alley was dark and unlit.

There were almost no pedestrians on the streets, and the dim street lamps with long spacing were becoming more and more cold. A group of Japanese officers and soldiers walked out of the Kansai restaurant tavern in a noisy manner, and they passed by the Chevrolet sedan with their shoulders hooked up in a somewhat drunken manner, and gradually disappeared into the far end of the street—there were five of them! This is clearly not to the appetite of the hunters, who can only continue to wait.

Finally, the concierge ceremony appeared at the door of the Japanese tavern, and the soldiers of the secret service company in the Chevrolet sedan vaguely saw the kimono woman bowing to see several guests. Immediately, the guests came here: three Japanese soldiers!

The soldiers of the special service company quickly lit the lighter in their hands twice in the window of the car, and the mouth of the dark alley facing the window soon flickered a spark, which was also the light of the lighter in the night.

The three Japanese soldiers approached, and the non-noisy conversation became more and more audible. Just as they reached the side of the Chevrolet sedan, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the alley, the sound of a woman's leather boots tapping on the stone pavement. Soon, a woman with a faintly glowing flashlight rushed from the mouth of the alley to the side of the street, and as soon as she saw the three Japanese soldiers, she immediately said in Japanese:

"Oh my God, Mr. Officer, it's great to see you! My sister suddenly passed out in this alley, and I can't lift her alone, can you please help me? ”

The woman said hurriedly, grabbing the arm of one of the Japanese men. With the help of the dim light of the street lamp not far away, the Japanese could see the face of this woman who spoke fluent Japanese and looked like Shina, it was undoubtedly a beautiful face!

"Your sister, you say? Passed out? The Japanese who was grabbed by the arm was a lieutenant with the rank of lieutenant, a tall and thin figure, with a not strong sense of alcohol, and looked at the woman's appearance and figure with bad intentions: "Your sister is also as young and beautiful as you?" Does she speak Japanese too? ”

"Of course she's younger than me!" The woman sneered anxiously, and at the same time swiped the flashlight across the faces of the three Japanese one by one: "But officers and gentlemen, the important thing now is that she has fainted, can you show the demeanor of a samurai to save her?" ”

"Of course!" "No problem at all!"

The samurai in military uniforms looked at each other a few times and made a promise with a tacit and hippie smile; The beautiful woman immediately thanked her, and at the same time turned sharply and beckoned the other party to walk towards the mouth of the alley.

"Where does your family live?" One of the samurai who were walking closely behind the woman opened his mouth and asked.

"Yes, my sister and my mother live here, just now we went to the restaurant to go home after dinner, and before we reached the door, my sister yelled that she was not feeling well, and then she squatted on the ground and soon fainted."

"How do you speak the language of the Yamato people? Aren't you a Shina person? The tall, lanky lieutenant was the highest-ranking of the three, and he walked alongside the woman leading the way, and then continued to talk.

"I studied in Japan for three years at Waseda University in Shinjuku, Tokyo. I returned to Japan last year and is now teaching Japanese at a national junior high school in Bunjo. ”

"Well, that's a gentleman!" At first, because the Japanese lieutenant could speak Japanese, he was worried that she would have something to do with the local military, so he didn't dare to make a mistake for a while; At this moment, when I heard the other party admit that he was a teacher at a national middle school, I suddenly became bold - the lieutenant was a civilian officer at the Otsuka Wing Headquarters, and he knew that the teacher (and the female gentleman) of the Shina Middle School had no status in the eyes of the military. The lieutenant, who had drunk a few glasses of sake just now, suddenly became lustful, and a pair of big thin hands sneakily touched the woman's plump buttocks, and at the same time wanted to continue to inquire about the situation of the woman's family.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, the lieutenant let out a low, painful whimper, and the protruding Adam's apple on his neck was suddenly hit hard, and in the darkness, the Japanese lieutenant did not know that the fatal blow came from the beautiful woman he had molested.

Wang Suihua, the female major of the military commander, with her right hand like a knife, accurately slashed the throat of the Japanese officer next to her with lightning speed, and the tall samurai's body shook, and then fell straight down on the stone road in the alley.

At the same time, two black shadows leaped up from under the corners of the walls on both sides of the alley and pounced on the other two Japanese. The commander of the special service company of the Central Army and his subordinates did not turn their palms into knives like the female major of the military commander, but each waved the thin rope in his hand, which was neatly put on the neck of the Japanese, and at the same time kicked the opponent's knee, causing him to fall to the ground, and the rope in his hand was lifted upward and tightened with all his strength. Wang Suihua, who had already succeeded, turned her eyes to stare at the doors in the alley, in case a resident suddenly came out.

The two unsuspecting Japanese officers, after struggling in vain for a while, stretched out their legs one after another and glared at each other, crying for their lives.

In less than a minute and a half minutes during the entire attack, the military command team perfectly attacked and killed the intended target in a three-on-three manner.

"Grandma's, there's a big tall guy!" Zhao Mutou, who was also tall, kicked the body of the Japanese lieutenant whose throat had been shattered by Wang Suihua, and said angrily and funny. Previously, everyone, including the female major of the military commander, was worried that they would not be able to find a Japanese soldier with the height of Zhao Mutou to replace the dead ghost for a while.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and carry these two into the car," pointing at the corpse on the ground with a flashlight, Wang Suihua urged Zhao Mutou: "The one you don't need, hide inside." ”

They had planned in advance to strip off two sets of Japanese military uniforms, and although three people came at once, they did so in consideration of the urgency of time and the fact that they could not wait for two Japanese soldiers to pass by. But cramming three bodies into the back seat of a Chevrolet sedan is laborious and unnecessary.

During the day, Zhao Mutou had already come to this alley to step on a little. This is a dead alley, about forty or fifty meters long, with the doors of six or seven families open; There was a poplar tree with the thickness of a bowl on the side of the steps outside the door of one of the houses, and now, the superfluous corpse of the Japanese soldier was carried by the commander of the special service company to the poplar tree, standing upright and tied with the trunk; In the dark, you can't find it unless you go to the tree and take a closer look. The aftermath of the matter is not something that the people of the military command group have to think about.

The Chevrolet sedan started up, and it made a short run down City Hall Avenue before quickly turning into another alley. In that alley was an uninhabited house (such is not uncommon in Wencheng today), into which the bodies of two Japanese officers were dumped. It's just that their military uniforms have been stripped off.

Soon, the new owners of these two sets of military uniforms will wear them and break into the Japanese military station at the Wencheng Railway Station.