Boom.

The sound of neat footsteps appeared in another block at the same second, and the Japanese officers began shouting at all the Japanese troops after the open road truck stopped.

"This is a shame for the Empire!"

"Since we entered the Northeast, we have never encountered such a challenge in law and order."

"Here, as an Imperial soldier, I give you an order, today's provocateurs, must be ambushed!"

"Everyone, enter the alley in front of you, search from house to house, the target, a Chinese man, in his twenties, wearing a Chinese-style tunic and holding a German firearm, search!"

As soon as the Japanese finished shouting these words, a group of interpreters with a comb came by car, including Chinese and Japanese, and the places to be searched became more rigorous, leading four officers into each alley with one interpreter.

Xu Ruifeng can't understand Japanese, but he can still understand the behavior of the Japanese, and when a translator approached, he still complained: "What the is this called!" At that moment, he was already observing the actions of other Japanese troops.

"I think that if you follow the Japanese, you will be rich and rich, don't you have to work hard?"

But when this person arrived in front of Lao Xu, he opened his mouth and said Japanese: "Taijun, you have worked hard, let's start searching." The humility of his attitude made Lao Xu want to go over and give him two slaps first.

Xu Ruifeng ignored him and followed him into the alley, when the interpreter knocked on the door of one of the houses, the person at the door had just opened the door, and Lao Xu brutally slammed open the other half of the courtyard door with his shoulder, and entered the courtyard with a gun.

"Alas! Alas! What are you doing here? ”

An old man with the appearance of a servant shouted in front of the door in a long robe, and the interpreter hurriedly stopped: "Shut up, when has this been, and you still dare to provoke the Japanese?" Haven't you heard, the gendarmerie has been attacked today, and the current Japanese are like donkeys with cannons tied to their tails, and their hairs are stumbling, so as long as they scold 'Baga', the people of Wuyang and Wuyang will rush to this side, and I have seen how many people who have not committed any mistakes are because of their subconscious actions that make them suspicious, and they are killed on the spot, but don't make a sound. ”

Not bad.

This translator has a conscience, even if he is working for the Japanese, at least he is using his identity to protect these ordinary people.

The old man like a servant stood at the door and glanced back upstairs, then lifted the front swing and followed with a step: "No, I have to go over and take a look, our master is still upstairs." ”

Four soldiers wearing Japanese military uniforms rushed into the courtyard, Lao Xu only then understood why he and Wang Ming obviously had blood on their bodies but no one asked, he carefully observed the other two Japanese soldiers, one of the Japanese also had blood on his sleeve!

This is exactly what the translator said.

Touch!

Lao Xu kicked open the door, and he saw a room with very different styles.

Here, there is a living room, and the open living room is connected to the study and dining room, which can be seen from the screen separating the room and the quaint carved door.

In the living room, there are all kinds of antique vases, and there are mahogany couches and upholstery against the wall.

A mix of East and West?

Xu Ruifeng didn't understand.

What he didn't understand even more was the mix and match style.

The bookshelves in the study and the books on the shelves full of books prove the identity of the owner's reader, even the sword of the town house hanging on the wall, the problem is that it is not the one who spreads out in front of the table, but a magazine produced by the Soviet Union, which even Xu Ruifeng can't buy, called "World Military Industry".

This magazine is always following the footsteps of the development of the military industry around the world, and all the new products launched by firearms companies are published on it in the form of photos and graphic introductions.

If this magazine, which has attracted all Xu Ruifeng's attention, does not explain the problem, it is just an ordinary person's concern about the future of the country and the world, then when Xu Ruifeng bypassed this desk and opened the desk drawer, how to explain the field military rations in his eyes!

American, Soviet, British, French, Italian, and even German and Japanese!

This thing shouldn't be a worry for enthusiasts to touch, right? How detailed do you have to study military affairs to be before you can focus on comparing what other soldiers eat every day?

Xu Ruifeng had a hunch that if he opened the middle drawer, there would be other surprises waiting for him.

He silently stretched out his hand to the second drawer, and the moment he opened it, there was nothing in his eyes full of items that he didn't recognize!

This is a whole drawer of original firearms, and there are four kinds of barrels alone, and all of them are pistol barrels, and these four barrels encompass all the classics in the field of weapons today.

Triggers, firing pins, magazines, ...... As long as there are firearms, they are all sorted out in this drawer, and there are various types of bullets next to them. In the face of this pile of things, as long as Xu Ruifeng was given a little time, he could instantly assemble them together and turn this pair of parts into a killing weapon.

Who's going to be studying this at home?!

Touch.

Closing this drawer, Lao Xu was a little afraid to look down, he quickly glanced at the side, and saw that only Wang Ming was on guard, so he was a little relieved, for fear of opening the third drawer again, so that the other two Japanese could see something that should not be seen.

However, curiosity still triumphed over the warning of danger in the heart.

Xu Ruifeng opened the third drawer, and there was a book written "The Complete Quotations of Zeng Hu Zhibing", which directly hit his brain!

As we all know, President Shen's admiration for Zeng Wenzhenggong has reached the level of well-known to the whole people, and this book is the military textbook of the Whampoa Military Academy selected by President Shen during his tenure.

It's really terrible, dare to blatantly hide guns and these forbidden books at home, the key is that someone dares to send this thing to him, this is the Northeast!

"Your Excellency is very interested in Zeng Wenzhenggong?"

A calm greeting came, Xu Ruifeng hurriedly turned around, and saw a man walking down the stairs with smooth steps.

He wore a dark blue shirt, a dark brown horse coat, and two mustaches on his mouth were impressive.

Xu Ruifeng looked at him, Wang Ming on his side had already turned around, and the moment the two of them faced this man, the servant outside the door hurriedly walked in: "Taijun, Taijun......"

"What's going on?"