The other tea guests in the tea shed burst into laughter.

These tea guests are all members of the Wolf Warrior Squadron.

Even the tea lady was a temporary "cameo" by Cheng Yue.

After receiving the intelligence summary from the Security Section, Wang Ye spent more than a day looking for useful information from it, and finally screened out the two pieces of information of the Yangquan and Jingcheng underground parties.

First of all, three days ago, the Jingcheng underground party reported,

There are two Japanese ronins who claim to be the backbone of the Black Dragon Society, and once found the Jingcheng grocery store to extort two bottles of Hengshui Laobaigan and two large bags of dried fruits, the Jingcheng grocery store is the underground party's traffic station, and the person in charge of the Jingcheng underground party is worried that the grocery store has been exposed, so he asked the comrades in the grocery store to evacuate urgently and report to the headquarters security department.

Yesterday, the Yangquan Underground Party reported almost the same news.

Two more Japanese ronins claimed to be members of the Xuanyang Society, and they went to the restaurant run by the Yangquan Underground Party to fight the autumn breeze, which frightened the comrades of the Yangquan Underground Party so much that they hurriedly reported to the headquarters.

From the descriptions of the two pieces of information, it is clear that the two rattlers are not the same gang.

But Wang Ye found an opportunity in it, and that was to pretend to be a ronin.

There are so many grocery stores in Jingcheng and so many restaurants in Yangquan, but in just three days, the grocery stores and restaurants run by the underground party have been blackmailed by the Japanese ronin twice in a row, which shows that the Japanese ronin has already flooded the five provinces of North China, so it is the least risky to pretend to be a Japanese ronin and infiltrate the Taiyuan gendarmerie to find out the news.

After all, so many ronins poured into North China, and the devils couldn't be screened.

After all, this era is not the Internet era, and identity and household registration information can be checked online.

If a random Japanese ronin really had to verify his identity and household registration, then the devil gendarmes in the various occupied areas would not have to do anything else at all.

However, before going to Taiyuan, Wang Ye still decided to get in touch with the Japanese ronin first, not to mention anything else, at least see the words and deeds of the Japanese ronin first, right?

Otherwise, if you don't learn it, you will be exposed.

By the way, you can also get the identities of two ronins.

Therefore, Wang Ye took the team members to Yangquan to squat.

Just now, news came from those who entered the city that two ronins had left the city from the north gate.

Wang Ye predicted that these two ronins would definitely settle in the roadside tea shed, so he occupied the tea shed in advance, waiting for the two Japanese ronins to come to their deaths.

……

The two ronins didn't understand at first, but when they reacted, they were furious.

The Chinese in front of him looks like a good person, but in fact, he is wilting, which is scolding the two of them for being animals.

"Yaga!" Uchida Hachiro, who was walking in front, immediately pulled out the sword and said angrily, "You dare to insult the samurai of the Great Japanese Empire, you are dead!" ”

"Who are you scolding on a dog day?"

The fierce Chinese stood up at once.

As soon as the Chinese stood up, Hachiro Uchida and Jiro Toyama immediately looked stunned.

Because they were surprised to find that this Chinese was more than one or eight meters tall, a head taller than them, and the sense of oppression in this height was too suffocating.

At that moment, the two ronins subconsciously took two steps back.

But after taking two steps back, the two ronins immediately reacted again.

No, this is obviously in the Japanese-occupied area, they Japanese are superior people, Chinese are inferior people, as superior people, how can they be afraid of inferior people?

"Sine!" Uchida Hachiro snorted violently and stabbed Wei Dayong with a knife.

Wei Dayong dodged on one side, and then slapped Uchida Hachiro's throat.

Hearing a crisp click, Hachiro Uchida immediately threw away the knife, covered his throat with both hands and fell to the ground, and after falling to the ground, he fluttered like a fish out of water.

Toyama Jiro in the back couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, and after he reacted, he turned around and wanted to run.

But as soon as he turned around, he almost crashed into a person's arms, and he looked at it urgently, but it was the Chinese who scolded the two of them for being beasts before.

This Chinese is naturally Wang Ye.

Toyama Jiro subconsciously wanted to draw the knife, but it was too late.

Wang Ye stretched out his hands, pressed Toyama Jiro's head and chin with one hand, and then suddenly made a mistake, only to hear a click, and Toyama Jiro's cervical vertebrae were broken.

As soon as Wang Ye let go again, Toyama Jiro collapsed to the ground like mud.

After a few convulsions, Toyama Jiro and Hachiro Uchida didn't move again.

Wang Ye waved his hand again, and Cheng Yue immediately walked outside with the teapot under the tea shed, responsible for guarding.

Wang Ye squatted down and began to rummage through the kimonos of Toyama Jiro and Hachiro Uchida, as well as the baggage.

These are really two poor ghosts who cheat on food and drink, and there is almost nothing of value on them, and there is nothing else in the baggage except two changes of clothes.

But Wang Ye wanted both things.

That's the identity of these two ronins.

This identification certificate is actually an ID card, with detailed information about these two little devils written on it, as well as two one-inch bareheaded photos, which must be replaced somehow.

Putting away the ID card, Wang Ye beckoned to several deputy captains and squad leaders to come over.

"Old Lu, these two corpses will be handed over to you to deal with." Wang Yexian said to Lu Changsheng, "Remember to bury it far away, don't let the devil puppet army in Yangquan find out." ”

"Understood."

Lu Changsheng nodded.

Wang Ye continued: "Xizi, Gensheng, Dongzi, and four, after entering Taiyuan City, the joint location and the joint code, have you remembered them?" ”

"Don't worry, remember everything."

Wang Xikui's several squad leaders nodded one after another.

"Okay, I'll leave later." Wang Ye said in a deep voice.

The more than 30 team members in the tea shed were immediately divided into five groups and hit the road one after another.

Wang Ye and Wei Dayong left in the end, and Cheng Yue didn't forget to tell Wei Dayong: "Brother Yong, be careful." ”

"Sister, don't worry, isn't it just going to Taiyuan to save people, it's a trivial matter." Wei Dayong said with a smile.

Cheng Yue pursed her lips and looked at Wei Dayong without speaking, Wei Dayong was a little confused, did I say the wrong thing?

Just when Wei Dayong was confused, Cheng Yue suddenly came up and kissed Wei Dayong on the face, then turned around and ran away.

Wei Dayong grinned and smirked.

It's been a long way out, and Wei Dayong's mouth is still grinning.

"Hey, hey, hey." Wei Dayong smirked while not forgetting to show off to Wang Ye, "Xiaoyue kissed me." ”

"Damn, I'm not blind, I've seen everything." Wang Ye didn't have a good air, "What's the smelly show?" With your virtue, sooner or later you will be a family cook. ”

"Home cook?"

Wei Dayong asked, "What is a family cook?" ”

Wang Ye said: "It is the husband who will cook at home and take care of the children after getting married and having children in the future. ”

After saying this, Wang Ye originally thought that Wei Dayong would be anxious with him, but he never expected that Wei Dayong was not only not annoyed after hearing this, but was even more complacent.

"What's so bad about a husband who cooks and takes care of children?"

Wei Dayong said triumphantly: "You want to take a child and no one has given birth to you, hum!" ”

can be regarded as letting Wei Dayong catch a place that is stronger than Wang Ye, so he must not be ridiculed to death? That's what he is stronger than the captain, don't ridicule it at this time, and it will be invalid after expiration.

Wei Dayong's reaction, Wang Ye never expected.

"Monk!" Wang Ye said angrily, "You're afraid you're a fake monk, right?" ”

"I'm already vulgar." Wei Dayong snorted lightly, "Otherwise, how can you marry a wife and have children?" ”

"Come on, don't keep talking about having a child." Wang Ye couldn't listen to it anymore, and said angrily, "It's as if Xiaoyue is already pregnant with your child." ”

Wei Dayong smiled: "Isn't that a matter of time or time? ”

"Holy." Wang Ye really couldn't listen to it now, so he buried his head and walked forward.

Wei Dayong caught up with his burden and said with a smile: "Let me think about it, what should I name when I have a child in the future?" If you give birth to a girl, she must be as good-looking as Xiao Yue, so it's called Xiao Xiaoyue? ”

"If I had given birth to a boy, I would have been as tall and mighty as me."

"So what should it be called? Wei Xiaoyong? Eh, it's called Wei Xiaomeng. ”

Wang Ye was suddenly angry, and said with a dark face: "You are so crazy on a dog day." ”

"It's so crazy to have a daughter-in-law, there's no way." Wei Dayong smiled and said, "If you have the ability, you will marry a daughter-in-law and give you a child?" ”

"Don't be crazy about your shit." Wang Ye said angrily, "I'll find a more beautiful one when I go back." ”

"Just blow it." Wei Dayong smiled, "Just like you, who wants to follow you?" ”

Speaking of this, a beautiful figure suddenly jumped in Wei Dayong's mind, that sister paper is indeed much more beautiful than Xiaoyue, and she seems to be very willing to follow the captain.

So I silently added another sentence in my heart,

At least no girl in the base wants to follow you.

……

Li Xia and his entourage got off the Taikoo ship off the coast of Wusong, changed to a small boat and went ashore in Qidong County.

For the next 1,000 kilometers, it was up to Li Xia and his wife and the 11 students accompanying them to march on foot on their own.

After walking into the shade of a tree, Li Xia turned back to the 11 students behind him and said, "Students, it's been a morning walk, sit down and drink saliva, rest for a while, and wait for the hottest two hours before we leave." ”

Hearing this, the 11 students, who were already too tired, to sit down on the ground one after another.

Wang Jiazhi found a clean grass in the shade of a tree, and put a handkerchief on it.

Li Xia saw it from a distance, and couldn't help but shake his head, how could such an eldest lady endure hardship?

While the group was resting, the Qidong guerrillas in charge of escorting them brought them lunch, just two large potatoes cooked in salted water each, and nothing else.

Li Xia originally thought that Wang Jiazhi would definitely not be able to eat this kind of food.

But what surprised him was that Wang Jiazhi not only ate it, but also ate it with relish.

After eating two large potatoes, the spirit of this group of students recovered a lot, and they began to look forward to life and work after arriving in Yan'an.

"Students, what are you going to do?"

A male classmate looked at Wang Jiazhi and asked.

Wang Jiazhi did not respond, and another female student replied, "I want to be a teacher." ”

"I'm a medical student, and I want to be a nurse." Another schoolgirl said, "And I want to go to a field hospital." ”

"I studied journalism, and I want to be a journalist." Another male classmate said with a wistful face, "It's better to be a war correspondent, with the combat troops." ”

"I want to go into the big fight."

"I'm going to the Chinese Society."

Seeing that Wang Jiazhi never meant to answer, the male classmate couldn't help but take the initiative to ask: "Wang Jiazhi, which unit do you want to go to do work?" ”

"I want to go to the combat unit."

Wang Jiazhi said without thinking: "Fight devils." ”

"Huh?" The male classmate who asked the question was immediately stupid.

Are all female classmates so fierce now? Go to the combat troops?

Li Xia became interested when he heard this, and asked with a smile: "Why do you want to go to the combat unit?" ”

Wang Jiazhi smiled and didn't respond, but said in his heart, because he was in the combat unit.

……

The beginning of July is the hottest time of the year.

Shimizu Ichiro took off his shirt, and he still felt extremely hot and naked.

And what makes Shimizu Ichiro feel even more upset is that the Eighth Route Army has not yet recruited the inner line!

This Eighth Route Army's inner line really has an iron will, and the special high class has exhausted all kinds of means, and even electrocution has been used, but it is useless.

Looking at the inside line that was already blurred with flesh and blood, Shimizu Ichiro hesitated.

With the current situation of the Eighth Route Army's internal line, it is definitely impossible to withstand a new round of torture, and if it is tortured again, it may directly kill people, and then there will be no way to explain it to His Excellency the commander.

He had already sent a package ticket to His Excellency the Commander.

The two devil gendarmes in charge of the punishment were also sweating profusely.

One of the devil gendarmes asked, "Section chief, what now?" ”

Shimizu Ichiro hesitated for a moment and said, "Waterboarding, waterboarding this guy!" ”

"Hello!" The devil gendarme slammed his head, immediately brought a bucket of water, and found a black and dirty towel, spread it out and covered the face of the Eighth Route Army's inner line, and fixed it.

Another devil gendarme picked up water and poured it on a towel.

The interior of the Eighth Route Army immediately began to struggle violently.

The horror of waterboarding is not the physical pain, but the fear of drowning that can be experienced again and again, and the process of waterboarding is equivalent to the process of drowning.

There is a great fear between life and death, and there are not many people who can face death calmly.

People who can calmly face death again and again are even rarer.

However, the inside line of the Eighth Route Army was very abnormal, and slowly stopped struggling.

After pouring water three times, Shimizu Ichiro motioned to the devil gendarme to take away the towel, then squatted down and asked, "Name?" ”

However, what annoyed Shimizu Ichiro was that the Eighth Route Army insider just glanced at him very contemptuously, and didn't even bother to say anything swearing.

Ichiro Shimizu instantly felt a strong sense of frustration.

He had never met someone so strong-willed.

However, this inside line of the Eighth Route Army also inspired his fighting spirit.

plotting against this inside line of the Eighth Route Army will become the highlight of his career as an agent!

At that moment, Shimizu Ichiro cheered up and said, "It seems that you are ready to leave this world, right?" ”

"However, what I want to tell you is that there are many ways to die, and as a secret agent, choosing the way to die is a very luxurious thing."

"In your Chinese culture,"

"There's a lot of creative stuff,"

"That includes a lot of torture."

"I read a book about a river thief in the Qing Dynasty,"

"Because of his contempt for the royal family, the emperor ordered him to be executed, and the way of execution was very ingenious."

"It is to let the executioner use a small knife to cut the flesh on his body, and there is also a limit on the number of knives, the number of knives sentenced to this Jiangyang thief is 3,600 knives!"

"One knife cannot be more, and one knife cannot be less."

"If the prisoner dies before the number of knives is finished,"

"The executioner in charge of the execution will be severely punished."

"It is said that the execution lasted for three days, during which the prisoner was fed quite well, and there was also a large amount of tonic for him to prolong his life so that he would not die of premature blood loss."

"The name of this punishment is Ling Chi! It should be said that this is a very creative punishment. ”

"We have a medic here, who was a first-year student at Tokyo Medical College before he joined the army, and he was drafted into the army before he finished studying human anatomy."

"I feel sorry for him, he could have been a good surgeon."

"I think that for such a soldier, we should give him a chance to practice anatomy."

"This gentleman, I know that you are not afraid of death, and you are ready to leave this world, so you might as well try the torture of Ling Chi."

"I don't know why that Jiangyang thief was sentenced to 3,600 knives,"

"But since this is the emperor's will, we will proceed according to this rule."

"I believe that after 3,600 dollars, that first-year medical student will definitely present me with a perfect human skeleton, and I will send him to the medical school for collection!"

"Hasegawa-kun, come in!" With a loud roar from Ichiro Shimizu,

A devil gendarme in a white coat and glasses pushed the door in.

In the hands of this devil gendarme, he also held a white enamel tray.

The tray is neatly lined with shiny scalpels of various styles.

At this moment, Shimizu Ichiro stared at the eyes of the inside line of the Eighth Route Army.

As long as there was a trace of fluctuation in the emotions of the Eighth Route Army and a trace of panic in his eyes, Shimizu Ichiro had the confidence to pry his mouth open, and then successfully rebelled against him.

However, to the disappointment of Ichiro Shimizu,

The interior of the Eighth Route Army did not react from beginning to end.

The expression on his face was as calm as the surface of the water in the ancient well, without a trace of waves.

Shimizu Ichiro's heart once again swelled up with a strong sense of frustration, but he still didn't give up, and gave Hasegawa Medic a look, and Hasegawa Medic strode forward with a tray.

Put down the tray and pick up a sharp scalpel again.

In order to create a strong mental pressure, the Hasegawa medic also deliberately held a scalpel for a long display in front of the interior line of the Eighth Route Army.

However, these are futile and useless.

From beginning to end, the eyes of the Eighth Route Army were not focused.

"Yaga!" Ichiro Shimizu finally lost his cool completely.

Grabbing the scalpel, Ichiro Shimizu sliced it with his backhand.

Hearing only a soft sound, a deep wound was cut on the right chest of the Eighth Route Army's inner line, and the red blood immediately gushed out and flowed down.

(End of chapter)