The rifles scattered on the ground were stuffed into the front compartment like Niuwazi's sticks of firewood, while all the corpses were loaded into the truck where Xie Bo was. As for the second lieutenant who was knocked unconscious by Liu Yangyang, it had long been
He was dragged into Xie Bo's carriage like a dead pig. The body dragged into the carriage had been carefully inspected by Liu Yangyang and others. Although they were wearing uniforms and even the weapons were authentically made in Hanyang, there were
There's one thing they can't fool anyone with, and that's the underwear they wear underneath.
Japanese soldiers wear boxer shorts, but Japanese men have been accustomed to wearing crotch cloth since childhood, and they still have the same habit after joining the army. Therefore, the first flaw to tell whether they are disguised as ** is their crotch cloth.
"Remember, not all the Japanese pretending to be us are wearing loincloths." Xie Bo asked Niu Wazi to peel off the shoes and socks from one of the corpses, then called Tang Cheng over and pointed to the
The corpse's feet said, "Japanese people have been wearing clogs since they were young. There will be hard calluses between their thumbs and index fingers due to long-term friction with the straps of the clogs, and the gap between these two toes will be very large."
Tang Cheng, who didn't know what was going on, crouched down and took a closer look. Not to mention, what Xie Bo said was the same. Although there were no calluses between the thumbs and index fingers of the corpse in front of him, they had been wearing clogs for a long time.
It became very smooth. And just like Xie Bo said, the gap between this guy's two toes was so big that Tang Cheng could almost miss a rifle bullet. "Do you see clearly? These are all
It's common sense, you can find it if you observe carefully." Seeing Tang Cheng's thoughtful expression, Xie Bo smiled.
Tang Cheng is young, smart and good at observing, but Xie Bo cannot teach Tang Cheng his battlefield experience in person. He can only dictate his battlefield experience to Tang Cheng. There are some things that Tang Cheng needs to understand and understand by himself. Xie Bo
At most, Bo would play the role of a guide. "Then how did you tell that they were Japanese pretending to be Japanese?" After the truck started, Tang Cheng had been wanting to ask this question. Those guys just spoke Chinese very well.
Standard, the one who took the lead actually used one or two Hunan slang words from time to time. Even if Tang Cheng thought about it, he couldn't figure out how Xie Bo saw the flaw.
"It's very simple." Xie Bonu took the cigarette handed over by Liu Yangyang and said with a smile, "Most of the people we met on the way out of Shanghai were refugees going to Suzhou. Although we also met some sporadic troops, they were all
They were on their way in a hurry." Tang Cheng recalled the Japanese soldiers he met along the way, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. At most, those people turned their heads and looked at the truck, but no one took the initiative to speak.
"Those troops are either reinforcements rushing to Shanghai to help in the battle, or they are the vanguard of the retreating troops like us. You can tell by looking at their uniforms. None of them are clean." Xie Bo.
He exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked a little depressed. The 88th Division was a direct descendant of the Communist Party, but as a captain and officer, he, the company commander, was retreating with his soldiers. Although this was an order from above, but
Xie Bo still felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Soldiers should die on the battlefield.
"Oh, I understand." Tang Cheng suddenly realized and patted his forehead, "You can tell the flaw from their military uniforms, because their military uniforms are too clean. They said they were out for search and investigation troops, and they are all here.
They have been active in this area for two days, so their military uniforms should not be so clean." Tang Cheng's performance made Xie Bo very satisfied. Although Tang Cheng did not hit the point, for a guy like Tang Cheng who had only worn military uniforms for a few days, he was already very satisfied.
It's very good.
"This is just one of them. Liu Yangyang deliberately said that their 18th Division was stationed in Baoshan to test them. In fact, the 18th Division was stationed in Dachang. Although their answer was correct, their reaction was wrong.
They were obviously heading towards Suzhou, but they suddenly changed their words and said they were going back to Dachang, which illustrates the problem."
"That's why you asked me to pretend to be a captured Japanese messenger to test them?" Tang Cheng's entire mind had been transferred to this matter. Xie Bo only said the beginning, and Tang Cheng had already found out
The crux of the problem was revealed. "But what if they weren't fooled?" Tang Cheng's question caused Liu Yangyang, who was already smiling and about to praise him, to immediately turn cold, thinking to himself: Why is this kid so disrespectful?
It's so rare to recruit people, I haven't opened my mouth yet.
Xie Bo also smiled, and he smiled very comfortably, "It's not impossible as you mentioned. There have been cases of stealing credit among the Japanese army. They may also be jealous that we captured a Japanese army messenger and looked at our people.
If you are not easy to bully, just take the prisoners and take them back to claim credit. But don't forget that we are from the 88th Division. We have already revealed our unit numbers when we came up. If they are really from the 18th Division, they will not dare to play tricks with our 88th Division."
"So the second lieutenant who just got close to Uncle Liu just wanted to attack us." Tang Cheng, who had figured out everything, was a little frightened and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Those guys were standing only a few meters away from the truck. If he hadn't made the move first,
If he kills him, he might become an unknown corpse lying in the field.
"That's the truth, but it's not the main thing. The most important thing is the few Japanese words you shouted." Xie Bo turned to look at the still unconscious "Second Lieutenant **" and said slowly, "This kid has obviously understood it.
You shouted in Japanese, but you still pretended to be nonchalant. If I hadn't been staring at him through the gap in the tarpaulin, I might have been deceived by him.
"Company Commander, they found nothing on them, just some French currency, cigarettes and the like." Niu Wazi, who was inspecting the corpses, squatted down and came over. There were some scattered banknotes and cigarettes in the helmet in his hand. Liu Yangyang originally wanted to call Tangcheng
They also went to search for the body, but Xie Bo's wink indicated that it was too hasty, so Niu Wazi became the best candidate.
Seeing that Tang Cheng was confused, Xie Bo smiled and said, "Cleaning the battlefield is also a way to understand the opponent. We can identify the opponent's unit number from the personal belongings of the opponent's soldiers who died in battle. If we can find the diary of the opponent's soldier, we can also
More information can be discovered." Seeing Liu Yangyang distributing the cigarettes found by Niu Wazi to other soldiers in the carriage, Xie Bo smiled mockingly, "Our army's military pay is very low. Cleaning the battlefield is also a job for brothers to support their families.
It is a means of living, and as long as it is the personal belongings of the Japanese army, it will basically belong to whoever finds it."
This is the first time Tang Cheng has heard of such a thing. He once had the experience of cleaning up a battlefield, and found a red9 Mauser pistol from the body of a Japanese military officer. By the way, there was also a diary with photos and half a bag.
The cigarettes and the diary had been thrown away by Tang Cheng a long time ago, and the cigarettes were shared with the wounded soldiers in the hospital. Tang Cheng looked down at the few cigarettes that Niu Wazi stuffed for him and smiled. He was also a former cleaner.
It's been through the battlefield.
Xie Bo, who was sitting on the carriage wall smoking a cigarette, had been paying attention to Tang Cheng's expression. He knew that Robert, who raised Tang Cheng, was an American. Westerners' understanding of some things was different from Easterners'. Searching for things from the dead
It's no different than digging graves. It's about making money from dead people. Westerners are more taboo about these things. Xie Bo is afraid that Tangcheng, who grew up with Robert, is also used to looking at problems with Westerners' thinking. But now look at Tangcheng's
The response was pretty good, and Xie Bo finally felt relieved. He was afraid that Tang Cheng would be separated from the brothers in the second company because of some minor issues.
"What to do with these corpses? You can't keep carrying them with you, right?" There were more than a dozen Japanese corpses stripped to their crotch cloths piled in the carriage, although the bullet holes on their bodies had been covered with blood and mud by Niu Wazi.
However, the smell of blood emanating from the corpse was extremely strong. After the truck started, Xie Bo was busy explaining the professor's stuff to Tang Cheng, Niu Wazi was busy counting the things he found, and Liu Yangyang was minding his own business again.
He was smoking and meditating, and several other wounded soldiers were doing their own things. Then they heard Liu Yangyang mention the corpses, and everyone realized that there were still more than a dozen corpses piled in the carriage that had not been disposed of.
"It should be Qiandeng Town not far ahead. Slow down first, wait until there are fewer refugees on the road, and find a place to bury them." Qiandeng Town is not far from Suzhou, and there are many barren slopes and valleys in the wild.
It should not be difficult to find the place where these corpses were buried. Xie Bo and the others in the carriage endured the pungent smell of blood and walked for a while, then found a side road and drove the truck into the wilderness. The refugees mostly took the main road, which was very difficult to find.
Few people would walk in such wild places. After finding a place where no one could be seen, Xie Bo ordered the truck to stop.
"Everyone who can move will help dig the hole. If it's done quickly, we can get to Qiandeng Town quickly. There is a noodle shop in Qiandeng Town that tastes good. I'll treat you to some noodles." Niu Wazi said from the corpse.
The banknotes found out were placed in the helmet in front of Xie Bo, which was enough for the men of the second company. Tang Cheng also jumped out of the truck, and more than a dozen people worked hard with the bayonets in their hands.
A large pit was dug in the field, enough to bury all the bodies in the carriage.
"Okay, bury all these little devils, and let's go." Looking at the Japanese corpses scattered in the pit, Liu Yangyang with a cold face spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth. Liu Yangyang wanted this to happen.
The Japanese soldiers died in the wilderness, but Xie Bo said that they were soldiers after all, and as soldiers they should be treated with dignity, even if they were all dead.
"What is your name? What is the number of the unit? What is your military position?" Following Xie Bo's request, Tang Cheng, with a little excitement, asked the second lieutenant who had woken up. The truck had already turned back.
On the road, the second lieutenant who was beaten unconscious by Liu Yangyang and was tied with a rope like a rice dumpling had also woken up. The restless Liu Yangyang arranged for Tang Cheng to interrogate him in Japanese, asking about his name, unit number and military position.