Just like this, a lock that had existed for hundreds of years was wiped out. Because this lock was really a heinous crime, its crimes were too numerous to describe. Beilong didn't even want the gunners in the lock, and ordered that not a single one of the lock be left alive.
He was sentenced to death and no one survived. A hundred years of savings were wiped out.
A few days later, the news spread to all the bandit gangs in Heilongjiang, Jilin, and even Liaoning. Those who were involved with the Japanese army were secretly worried, not knowing which day it would be their turn, and once again they all secretly restrained themselves.
own behavior.
But there are also those who don't care about life and death, still stick to their own, or openly call for numbers. Most of them are relatively big, and they have some support. Or the terrain of the mountain village is better, or they have relatively high self-control martial arts.
Not one was angry, but the other was generous. However, within a few days and for more than a year, they were all destroyed one after another without any trace. Several Japanese reinforcements were also destroyed at the same time. After the fire
The village was as empty as a field. No name was left, and no one knew who did it.
In short, no one can be seen, just gone. No one in the land of Jihei dares to call out numbers anymore. Even some Japanese gangs are doing it secretly. They are afraid that if others find out, they will be annihilated.
But the matter was not over yet, the rapes continued, and soon came the traitors from the forest team or the local police station.
Beilong made a list of the traitors he had collected from various places, assigned them to each household according to the land area, and spread out the troops. Each person was given a hundred oceans of mobilization funds, and they were all within a month's time limit.
A large number of people from Jilin and Heilongjiang disappeared inexplicably. They were all from the forestry team or from the local police station. Some were assassinated on the street, and some were lost at night.
Some even lost their heads, some fell into the river and drowned in a daze, and some died after being hit with a sap.
"Bobcat, how are you? Have you stepped on the plate?"
"Now that we've figured it out, just take a look."
In a private room inside an inn, two men dressed as mountaineers whispered. His home was not big, and he had no children or dogs. It was easy to deal with.
At night, the squad leader of the fake police station, nicknamed Laiba Latou, returned home. When he saw that there was no light in the house, he started cursing,
"This is a useless bitch who knows how to fuck (dialect: a woman who is incompetent and only knows how to cheat). She doesn't even cook? Did she sleep to death?"
He opened the door with a bang and turned on the light. He saw his woman tied to a stool with her mouth gagged. She was shaking her head with tears in her eyes.
The boy was stunned and couldn't move his legs. Only then did he see a man sitting on the Taishi chair, lying on the chair, sipping tea leisurely. Looking at him with a slight smile on his face,
"You're back? ------You're quite dedicated? --You came back so late? What were you doing? Did you catch another anti-Union person?"
"You--you--you are--yes, who are you? Why are you in my house?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is you. Are you Laiba Latou? I heard that you know the mountain roads best, and you are familiar with them everywhere (pronounce "shou" twice)? We would like to ask you to help us go into the mountains to find resistance.
Lian. Can you come with me?"
"Man, please spare my life. It was all forced by the Japanese. I had no choice but to do so."
"Really? You didn't do it voluntarily? Then write a statement and I'll hand it over to the Japanese for you. Come on, I want you to write it."
"Man, please spare my life. I don't dare to do it anymore. Just think of it as a fart and let me go."
"Hehehe---you said it very lightly. It was as if you had eaten a rush of grass. You spoke up and down, and you said it as if it were true. You are so wronged. At this time, you forgot that you killed it with your own hands.
Ten anti-Union people? ----- At that time, weren't you still competing with the Japanese to kill? You deserved to die. You know that you are afraid today, it's too late - - Today is your death anniversary next year
,"
Lai Ba was hanged from the rafters of his house alive with his head cut off. When his wife saw this, she went crazy on the spot in fear. The next day, she sang in the streets with her hair disheveled.
The one who did it most skillfully was Rattlesnake. He held a syringe in his hand and pointed it at the target's buttocks. When the person turned around, the murderer had disappeared. And the person who was killed was himself.
He fell to the ground, with thick black blood flowing from his nose and eyes. He fell to the ground, soundlessly.
The successive deaths made the traitors really frightened. They were avoiding cats and mice one by one, and they did not even dare to get out of the air. The traitors who led the way into the mountains to attack were also frightened while walking on the road, looking left and right.
.Lest I get a hole in my head.
Because every time we encounter the Anti-Union troops, the second person to die is the puppet army leading the way. The first one is of course the radio soldiers in the Japanese army. Because they are the biggest threat. At this time, no one cares about anything anymore
, the Chinese don’t fight the Chinese. They still care about their own lives. On the battlefield, they don’t care about so much.
But this is all done openly, and the most hateful thing is the traitor or undercover agent in the dark. But such problems require professionals to deal with. Beilong is looking forward to the return of his younger brother. He is too missing a leg. He is a hoe.
The action can no longer go on.
Beilong is eagerly looking forward to his return, and the Kwantung Army's intelligence agency is also eager to find out. It's all because of Beihu's intelligence gathering ability. This Japanese, who was born and raised in China, is so powerful. Many people have been waiting for decades.
, he actually found something that he had not found in just a few years.
And it's not even one thing. What kind of ability is this? This makes the intelligence agency in the Japanese army base camp feel like they have found a treasure. They train him desperately and squeeze him, as if they want to mold him into an all-powerful spy. The only one in the world.
It still has to be said that the Japanese are cunning and cunning, and their espionage methods are endless. After all, they have dozens or hundreds of years of strategizing, accumulated experience, unique and spicy methods, and the proper use of equipment. These are not comparable to what Beihu learned in the Military Intelligence Bureau.
It's like comparing elementary school courses to university courses. There's no comparison.
Only then did Beihu realize that the things he had learned before were too childish. They were completely basic things and could only be used by tigers who were laymen. No wonder it was said that cats taught tigers to hold back. Disciples taught by the Japanese, that's not the case.
He is just an ordinary person. He is not as good as his superiors but more than his inferiors. He just has some ability to serve his own interests.
Beihu went back and forth between school and Grandpa Tomita's house. He had a leisurely life. His homework was neither good nor bad, about three or four minutes. During class, you could see that he was so focused that he was sweating profusely.
The look of hard work.
I also tried my best in the practical class, and my hands made my neck thick and my face red. At first glance, I was born with weak physical strength, which is difficult to make up for. But in terms of the ability to analyze problems, I still have strengths. I am smart and agile. I think more comprehensively.