Not long after, the destination arrived.

A very empty wilderness, Kuroshima Morita is in it.

Yang Yue's expression remained motionless.

The Japanese cavalry colonel.

It's no big deal. He has seen a lot of it.

When I was in Longwan, I shot and killed a major general from a long distance!

Major General is much more advanced than Colonel!

"Why do you need to mask?" said Kuroshima Morita.

"I don't want you to remember it." Yang Yue said bluntly, "Stop chasing me."

"Um..." Kuroshima Morita felt something was wrong.

The other party's answer...

It's really interesting!

It seems that this is a cunning guy!

In fact, he had long expected that the other party was willing to go to the appointment with him, which was definitely not that simple.

Definitely fearless!

"Your, you have good skills." Kuroshima Morita's Chinese is not very good, but it does not hinder communication.

In fact, almost all senior Japanese officers were from China.

Especially those above the Colonel, they know more or less some Chinese because Japanese itself evolved from Chinese.

Some very important documents will even leave a Chinese backup so that they can be used to check when ambiguity occurs. Of course, they learn Chinese to invade China more conveniently.

"What are you asking for me?" Yang Yue asked calmly.

"If you are willing to surrender, we can give you glory and wealth." Kuroshima Morita said.

"What conditions?" Yang Yue asked leisurely.

"We can bring you a group!" Kuroshima Morita answered without hesitation.

"But I have already led a regiment in the Eighth Route Army." Yang Yue said nonsense, "I am a regiment-level cadre here, and I am a regiment-level cadre here, so why should I surrender to you? Isn't this fart taking off my pants - is it unnecessary?"

It took Kuroshima Morita a full three or four minutes to carefully understand Yang Yue's answer.

After all, his Chinese is not very good.

It seems that he can't understand the idiom "take off your pants and fart - one more effort" like this.

"We can give you gold bars." Kuroshima Morita said.

"How much? Pay half the deposit first." Yang Yue stretched out his hand.

"This..." Kuroshima Morita was speechless.

Giving gold bars is just a temporary idea. I just said casually, where is there really a gold bar?

His eyes rolled and he said, "Go back with me to get it."

"Where is this kind of business like this? What if you do something wrong with me? Why don't you go back with me and ask your subordinates to bring the gold bars. Then I will let you go back."

"Nani?"

Kuroshima Morita couldn't understand it again.

What is the routine?

Is there a way in China called routine?

"Anyway, you have to believe me!" said Kuroshima Morita, "I can give you glory and wealth."

"You can give it to me too!" Yang Yue replied slowly.

"There is nothing from the Tujiao Route Army."

"Now there is no. What about the future?"

"From the future? No future! Yours will be wiped out!"

"What if you guys fail in the end?"

"Impossible! Your idea is wrong. It is impossible for our Great Japanese Empire to fail."

"What if you were defeated by the Americans?"

"USA……"

Kuroshima Morita was speechless.

He has been to the United States and studied in the United States. He knows very well about the United States.

Will Americans fight against the Japanese?

Are the Americans coming back to attack the Japanese?

Probably not...

But it feels wrong.

Why did Yang Yue mention the United States?

Is he secretly using Americans to warn himself?

Baga!

You are delusional!

We Japanese will never be afraid of Americans!

"Let's go!" Yang Yue turned around.

"The conversation is not over yet!" Kuroshima Morita shouted hurriedly.

"But I think the differences are too big and there is no need to continue talking. You can't afford anything I want."

“Baga…”

Kuroshima Morita couldn't help but feel a little angry.

From Yang Yue's expression, he felt a certain arrogance.

Or, it is a condescending attitude, and even a little pity? It seems to be pitying them, the Japanese?

Oh my, Kuroshima Morita suddenly felt uncomfortable.

What is your attitude?

Condescending us?

Still have mercy on us?

Who do you think you are...

Just as he was about to speak, Yang Yue had already left.

"Baga!"

"Kill him..."

Kuroshima Morita ordered decisively.

However, before he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong.

But Yang Yue had already taken the lead in firing.

Want to kill me?

I'll kill you first!

Kuroshima Morita suddenly felt a chill in his throat...

It seemed like there was wind passing through my throat, which was very comfortable...

The comfortable consciousness gradually subsides...

"Bang!"

Then, he heard gunfire.

It was the gunshot of the M1903 of the Haruta. It was the guns of the Americans...

Damn it!

He was shot himself.

Yang Yue actually shot himself!

He is going to die!

real……
Chapter completed!