Although Japan is arrogant and domineering in China, it seems to be very powerful, but due to the lengthening of the front line, the logistics pressure is very high. Fortunately, Japan has been winning at present, and using war to support the war can barely maintain the situation. However, once it reaches the stalemate, the Japanese army's logistics will face the danger of collapse.

After all, Japan is just an island country with a small land area and relatively scarce resources. It will be very, very difficult to rely on Japan's homeland to support millions of Japanese troops.

The Japanese military and the cabinet actually know this situation.

Qin Zhiyong also knew that he had learned history during his four years in college. He knew all the dirty things about little Japan.

During the Republic of China period, a few knowledgeable people in China also knew it. For example, General Jiang Baili.

*** has also written a paper on "On Protracted War".

Sato is a colonel, and he must have more secrets than ordinary soldiers. He knows that the logistical pressure of the base camp is worrying. Raising one more "waste" will increase the logistics pressure by one point.

Sato glanced at the military police whose thumbs were cut off with both hands, and immediately stared at Qin Zhiyong.

Qin Zhiyong had a smile on his face, a calm gaze and a gentle temperament.

Only when controlling the situation can a person appear calm and restless, not impatient or impatient. If he is irritable, angry, or even snorted, it is a manifestation of an imbalance in his mentality. Such a person is not scary because he has lost his composure.

Qin Zhiyong's easy-going appearance put a lot of psychological pressure on Sato.

Beads of sweat kept flowing down Sato's cheeks.

run?

It’s not that Sato has thought about it.

However, compared with Qin Zhiyong's body flexibility, his speed is as slow as a snail.

Every time Qin Zhiyong takes a step forward, Sato's psychological pressure will increase. Qin Zhiyong is upright, as if he is crushed with a huge aura.

When Qin Zhiyong was five steps away from Sato, Sato's psychology finally collapsed.

"ah……"

Sato shouted and slashed at Qin Zhiyong with a samurai sword.

Sato has also practiced karate, but his martial arts are far different from Miura, let alone his martial arts masters like Qin Zhiyong.

This knife was very sharp in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Qin Zhiyong's eyes, it was so slow and ridiculous.

Qin Zhiyong's sword skills are already close to the level of "the slaughter of a cow". It is not an exaggeration to say that his sword skills are superb. If Qin Zhiyong specializes in practicing sword skills and with his mental state of mind, he would have long been able to reach the state of "the slaughter of a cow".

Qin Zhiyong turned slightly and easily avoided the slash of the samurai sword.

Qin Zhiyong smiled and said, "Sato, your ability can bully the people. You said that we Chinese are the sick husbands of East Asia. Now, I am right in front of you. Even if I don't fight back, you can't kill me. You said, who is the sick husband or you?"

Sato's face was ferocious, his eyes were crazy, and he screamed with his mouth: "You are the sick husband of East Asia. You Chinese are all the sick husbands of East Asia. We Japanese are the most powerful. I want to kill you."

Sato attacked Qin Zhiyong frantically, constantly waving his samurai sword.

Qin Zhiyong stepped on his footwork easily, constantly moving around. Every time the sword blade of the samurai sword was almost always crossed by Qin Zhiyong's clothes. However, this slight gap was like a natural barrier. Sato couldn't hurt him.

Qin Zhiyong said, "Sato, your knife can actually be faster. Maybe you can hurt me if you do that. The knife just now was very good, almost scratching against the tip of my nose. Unfortunately, it was still a little bit worse."

"Baga."

Sato's eyes turned red. He slashed at Qin Zhiyong with another knife.

Qin Zhiyong moved one step to the right. This time, Qin Zhiyong moved a little far away.

Puff.

The sound of cutting meat with a blade is very slight, but it is so clear in Qin Zhiyong's ears.

Sato hit a Japanese military policeman. He killed his own people by chance.

Qin Zhiyong said, "Fortunately I dodge faster. Otherwise, I would definitely be splashed with blood. Sato Jun, you first killed a military policeman with a pistol, and now you have killed another military policeman... You are so amazing."

Sato has now completely lost his mind.

“Ga…”

Sato let out a shrill cry and waved his knife to kill all the Japanese military policemen around him.

Sato shouted with red eyes: "They are all wastes. My great Japanese Empire will not raise wastes. In order not to add pressure to the empire's logistics, I killed them. Their death was to be loyal to the emperor, and death was valuable."

Sato's sword technique could not touch the corner of Qin Zhiyong's clothes. But killing the military police with broken thumbs was like cutting melons and vegetables. One cut was accurate.

Qin Zhiyong looked at Sato without stopping him. His expression was not at all surprised. It seemed that everything was under his calculations.

When Sato killed eighteen military police...

Bang.

The gunshots.

It is the sound of the three-eight major cover.

The person hit by the bullet was not Qin Zhiyong, but Sato who was killing people with a knife.

Sato's right leg was splashed with blood.

Sato knelt on one knee on the ground, supporting his body with a samurai sword. He glanced back and shouted: "Nakamura, it was you who fired the gun!"

Nakamura, the only military policeman who had not cut off his thumb by Qin Zhiyong.

Qin Zhiyong looked at Nakamura with a smile in his eyes.

Nakamura immediately pointed the gun at Qin Zhiyong.

Qin Zhiyong said: "Nakamura, do you think you can hit me if you shoot? Colonel Sato just finished shooting the bullets in the pistol, and none of them hit me. Do you think your shooting skills are stronger than Sato?"

Nakamura was trembling with his nose and tears. He didn't shoot, nor did he dare to shoot. He used to be very confident in his shooting skills, but at such a close distance, he felt that even if he fired, he would definitely not hit Qin Zhiyong.

After being shot, Sato finally calmed down. He stared at Qin Zhiyong and asked, "Qin Zhiyong, what do you want?"

Qin Zhiyong said, "I don't want to do anything. I said, I won't kill people. When I was determined by Qin Zhiyong, I set my goals for myself and wanted to be a scholar. I am a practitioner. Killing people is what the soldiers should do. Sato, you should be glad that Qin is not a soldier. Otherwise, when we meet for the first time, you and Miura will die in my hands."

"If I don't kill people, it doesn't mean you, Sato, won't die. Sato, your thigh artery is shot through by a bullet and bleeding profusely. How much blood do you think you can run? How long can it last?"

Sato was shocked and said in a shock, "You have planned the situation now. Right?"

Qin Zhiyong nodded and said, "Yes. Actually, I have expected the situation now. Recently, I am studying psychology. Psychology is really an interesting science. I know you and Miura are collecting my news and information. And I am also observing you."

"I've only guessed eight or nine points in what kind of personality each of you has and what kind of mental state you have every day."

"Nakamura Jun is from Tokyo, Japan. His father once served in the Kanto Army and died in battle five years ago. Now he still has his mother and sister Nakamura Keiko. Nakamura Jun is a little cowardly, but he cherishes his life very much because he knows that if he is going to die, his mother and sister's life will be very miserable. Maybe he will recruit the army and become a comfort woman."

Nakamura shouted in fear: "How do you know so clearly, who are you?"

Qin Zhiyong said, "Don't panic. I don't have the ability to predict the future. In the past month, I don't know how many things you said, Nakamura Jun. But there are 571 sentences that have been passed into my ears. More than 500 sentences, although they are fragmented and difficult to tell the truth or false, are not a lot of information contained in it. It is not too difficult to summarize and infer your background, growth environment, growth experience, personality and psychology."

"I cut off the thumbs of the twenty-three military policemen, why did I leave Nakamura Kwan? Did I make a mistake? Haha, no, I deliberately kept Nakamura Kwan, but I kicked him out. But the power of that kick was very sensible. In fact, Nakamura Kwan fell to the ground and fell into a coma for less than a minute and woke up."

"Colonel Sato, what kind of personality do you have? I know very well. Brutal, vicious, and get pleasure in killing. You are a madman. You said that I, Qin Zhiyong, are extremely dangerous people. In fact, a madman like you, is a real dangerous person for us Chinese."

"If you want to destroy a man, you must first make him crazy."

"Japan is crazy now. I broke the iron chain and broke out the wall, which shocked you Sato. Then, I defeated your psychological defense step by step, making you sniff out of your bottom, lose your mind, and be completely crazy. You are angry and your heart is full of killing. If you can't kill me, you attack the military police. You are merciless in killing us Chinese, but when you kill you Japanese, you are also cruel and ruthless."

"Nakamura Jun doesn't want to die under your Sato's knife. You can't pretend to be dizzy. In order to survive, he can only shoot you Sato with a rifle. Unfortunately, Nakamura Jun didn't hit you Sato's vital point because he was nervous. The bullet just shot your thigh. However, your thigh artery was broken and the blood couldn't stop, and he was going to die as a result."

"Colonel Sato, Nakamura, this is how the whole incident happened. Are you clear enough now? Do you understand enough? If you have any questions in your heart, you can raise it. I will say everything."

Sato, Nakamura, and the military police who were not killed by the samurai sword all looked at Qin Zhiyong in fear.

Now, what they were frightened by Qin Zhiyong's martial arts skills, but their fear of his calculations and wisdom.

What is a perfect solution? That's it!

Sato's blood flowed a lot, and his consciousness began to become slow. He asked, "Qin Zhiyong, you were so sure at that time. Will it be the current situation and result?"

Qin Zhiyong said: "I can't be sure. After all, no one can fully predict what will happen in the future. Unless it is God. However, if you analyze and summarize your personality and psychology, and infer your behavior, I am seventy-sixth of confidence, and the current situation and result will be formed. Seventh-sixth of confidence is enough, and the remaining three points depends on God's will. This time, it is my first application and practice of psychology. I feel it is okay."

Sato's breathing was a little difficult. He stared at Qin Zhiyong and said again: "Qin Zhiyong, you are a terrible person. I really regret it now. Why did you listen to General Miura and not be able to kill you earlier. Even if we didn't kill each other, you wouldn't let us go, right?"
Chapter completed!