Chapter 3 Storm (Nine)

"The jade is broken, so fast!" Tao Ketao could hardly believe his ears, and he widened his eyes and asked loudly. He set off the night of the attack on Wuyuan City. He has only left for two and a half days and one and a half nights. Wuyuan City has fallen for two days. In other words, a gang of Japanese troops stationed in the city and thousands of puppet troops were wiped out by Fu Zuoyi's troops for only about twenty hours. The rapid collapse was probably once again the Japanese army's precedent since the Lugou Bridge Incident.

"You haven't seen how crazy Fu Zuoyi's soldiers are." Perhaps I felt a little embarrassed. A lieutenant officer blushed his face to excuse his colleagues. "They are all crazy people who have been brainwashed by red people. They don't care about their lives or death when fighting. When our brigade attacked the Uga River Bridge, we used planes and cannons to blow the other side of the river into a sea of ​​fire. As a result, as soon as the tank cart reached the middle of the bridge, several Chinese people with smoke all over their bodies jumped out of the sea of ​​fire and used explosives to blow the bridge into two pieces."

"Ah." Tao opened his mouth wide and asked in Japanese, "Then, where is the tank car, has it been returned in time, and the Chinese who exploded the bridge, did they finally run away?"

In his impression, if the Japanese soldiers who were influenced by the Bushido since childhood claimed to be the second best in the world and were not afraid of death, no one dared to be the first. Today, the bravery of the soldiers of the Fu army actually made the Japanese soldiers feel scared. What kind of madness would it be? Fu Zuoyi promised multiple rewards, which actually made these ordinary soldiers put life and death aside. As the "smart people" of this era, Tao Ketao could never imagine or understand it.

"No, from the moment they stood up with explosive bags, they probably didn't expect to retreat alive." With a little fear and admiration, the lieutenant of the Japanese shook his head gently, "Our tanks have also been destroyed. This season, the river water is full of ice, and it is impossible to organize people to salvage them. Chinese soldiers on the other side are not allowed to fish them. No matter how they bomb with planes, as long as there are kayaks here, they will immediately get up from the pile of corpses and open fire."

"It's too much." Tao Ketao commented in fluent Japanese, insincerely, "It must have been brainwashed by the red elements. There are red elements everywhere in Fu Zuoyi's tribe."

"Well, it must be." Hearing his Japanese words so authentic, and holding the warrant of Takashi Sakai, the highest consultant of the Kwantung Army in Mongolia, the lieutenant of the Japanese guessed that his position in the pseudo-Mongolia autonomous government was extraordinary. After thinking about it, he lowered his voice and advised, "Don't go forward anymore. Not only Fu Zuoyi's soldiers were abominable, but the people around him were also completely red. If someone on our side left the order, they would be shot coldly by them. In the past few months, our brigade has disappeared more than a hundred soldiers just to collect food."

"Ah,." Tao Ketao was frightened and quickly bowed to the other party to thank him. However, he became more and more determined to go to Anhuating in person.

Several Japanese grassroots officers also quickly returned with courtesy. After a crushing defeat, the status of the Chinese people was greatly improved in their hearts, and even Tao Ketao, a traitor, was deeply favored by him, although the latter may not be grateful for this kind of kindness.

The two sides waved goodbye in a friendly atmosphere, and finally had a full meal of Japanese soldiers, and the Japanese officers who took their hungry subordinates to retreat towards Guisui. Tao Ketao, under the protection of his confidant soldiers, continued to head towards Wuyuan City. When he was camping at night, he found a suitable opportunity to reorganize the letter of the suitcase for Fu Zuoyi's army, picked out some documents that were obviously not enough, ignited them, and then took out a pen, and wrote some secret messages, picked up a few, locked them back into the suitcase with the remaining documents, hoping that when people from the National Government would solemnly evaluate their sincerity and weight when they saw the things in the suitcase.

The next morning, I woke up and continued to walk westward. The more I walked, the more miserable the situation was in my eyes. The brigade of Japanese and puppet troops had basically retreated. The rest were defeated soldiers who had been dispersed or were washed away by the river and could not find the organization. Three groups and five groups were like wandering souls running out of hell, wandering around in the fields in early spring. Seeing Tao Ketao and others, I immediately fled from afar, as if Tao Ketao and others were wearing Fu Zuoyi's military uniforms, and they picked up machine guns at any time to send them back to their hometown.

There were also two groups of Japanese soldiers with more than ten people in size, trying to rush over to grab the war horses. Tao Ketao first showed his identity in Japanese, and then showed Takashi Sakai's warrant. However, the other party refused to give up at all, and actually raised his gun and continued to threaten. He was forced to helplessly. Tao Ketao finally boldly and ordered Bao Lihua to shoot and fight back. In less than half a minute, he beat all the Japanese soldiers who were not looking at each other and ran away in all directions, regretting that his parents did not give birth to a fourth leg.

"It turns out that the Japanese soldiers were so virtuous after being defeated." Bao Lihua rode a horse and chased him for dozens of meters, so he was too lazy to pay attention to these defeated soldiers. He held his mount out of breath and sighed loudly.

"That's not the case, it's not as strong as Tang Yulin's troops back then." The other dead soldiers agreed. They were all "heroes" recruited by Tao Ketao from the Three Mountains and Five Mountains with a lot of money. His skills and courage were far better than ordinary people of this era. They just had no idea of ​​right and wrong in their minds. They would work hard for whoever they took the money. They would not care whether the employer wanted to attack the Japanese or their own compatriots.

"This, after the boss returns, he will not be troubled by the Japanese." Several dead men were relatively clever and came to Bao Lihua's head and whispered to remind him.

"No, it's so chaotic nearby. How can those Japanese soldiers know who the boss is?" Bao Lihua secretly looked at Tao Ketao, who was riding on a horse not far behind, and then whispered to confirm, "Besides, the boss was ordered to serve as an envoy from Fu Zuoyi this time. These little soldiers delayed the affairs of Sakai Consultant and should have killed him. If they dared to complain randomly after going back, they would probably die faster."

"That's it." The dead men suddenly realized and responded in a low voice, turning to their employers' gaze, but gradually became much more complicated.

After passing through the scattered soldiers and brave areas, the group was not too far from the defense line of Fu Zuoyi's troops. The situation in their eyes became increasingly unbelievable. Every time the corpses passed by a village, they would inevitably see several corpses torn out of the soil by wild dogs in the wilderness at the entrance of the village. Judging from their figure, most of them should belong to the Suixi coalition of Wang Ying's troops, but many of them were Japanese devils. These corpses were almost stripped of them by the people without exception, and even a crotch cloth was left. The fatal wounds were clearly seen from the corpses, either being shot by cold guns behind them, or being strangled to death with a rope. There were also a few, obviously, the people were opened with "two teeth". There were two large black holes on their foreheads, and there were dry **s around them. (Note 1)

Tao Ketao felt chill all over. When he was camping at night that day, he had to take out a pen and paper, continue to increase the amount of the name, replace some documents in the suitcase that were suspected of being a substitute. In this way, he was delayed on the road for two days. After connecting with Anhuating, more than half of the documents in the suitcase had been eliminated, and the portion was significantly lighter, but the importance was incomparable to the previous one.

When Anhuating was the leader of the puppet army after being the leader of the puppet army behind the traitor Wang Ying, he had met Tao Ketao several times. The impression they left was quite good. After hearing the confidant adjutant Wang Haicheng said that this person was asking for a meeting, he was stunned and roughly guessed the other party’s purpose. Then, he nodded and smiled and ordered, “Take him to the division headquarters. There is no need to avoid people. Let him in openly. His private soldiers do not need to surrender their guns. They are all gangsters. Even if they carry cannons, they can’t make any storms.”

"Yes,." Anhuting's adjutant Wang Haicheng was his nephew. He had been in the army for a long time. He was the most clever. He hesitated and agreed, but his feet did not move. He continued to look at his uncle, wanting to speak but stopping.

"What's wrong?" An Huating frowned and asked unhappily, "You remembered what happened again, but you still wrote another letter from your hometown to ask for money!"

"No." Wang Haicheng quickly waved his hands, "Nothing else, I just feel that I don't know how many eyes are staring at you, a hero of the War of Resistance. There are many people in our division who have seen Tao Ketao, and we openly brought this person into the division headquarters."

"If you ask you to take you, why do you do that for so much?" An Huating glared at him and scolded loudly, "You think you can hide it from Chief Fu's eyes and the secret agents of the Military Control Commission. Doing that will make you feel uncomfortable and bring him directly to the conference room of the division headquarters. The two countries will not kill the envoys. I openly receive him in front of several regiment commanders, and listen to him after he has given up the bullshit before driving him away. Even if Chief Fu and Chongqing find out later, they will only praise me for being open and honest."

"This" Wang Haicheng thought about it and found that his uncle was right. He quickly pushed open the door and fled. An Huating, who had just been promoted to the 10th Division's major general and commander for military achievements, curled his lips and continued to pace back and forth in the room. "Mom, that's the slut, I came to my door to surrender, you all used me as a dog. Now I've beaten you up, and you turned around and begged me. A slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut, a

Note 1: Bitogranules, a common agricultural tool in the north, with iron heads and wooden handles. There are two curved teeth in front of them, used to dig out the roots of plants from the ground. After the Battle of Wuyuan, many broken Japanese died from spontaneous attacks by local people. At that time, there were related descriptions of Chongqing and Japanese invaders.
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