"You want me to take you into the arsenal?" Bai Shouyi's face turned pale with shock. He knew that the Japanese army valued that arsenal more than his own life. If something went wrong, his little
His life was over. Bai Shouyi shook his head repeatedly, "No, the Japanese are very strict with the arsenal. The Chinese will never be able to enter the arsenal. Even the red-nosed Taijun who I am familiar with is always in the arsenal."
When we meet outside, I have never entered the arsenal."
Bai Shouyi pointed to the sky and wiped his tears and swore, but Lao Dongbei stared at Bai Shouyi's face without blinking. He was trying to read the suspicion from Bai Shouyi's expression. Not only Lao Dongbei didn't believe Bai Shouyi, but Tangcheng didn't believe it either.
According to Bai Shouyi, it was the red-nosed Japanese soldier from the ammunition depot who took out the items every time. So the red-nosed Japanese soldier was not the only one who collaborated with Bai Shouyi to steal the ammunition from the ammunition depot. It is very likely that the red-nosed Japanese soldier had other accomplices, otherwise
How a dozen rifles and thousands of rounds of ammunition were taken out of the arsenal.
Of course, Tang Cheng didn't believe that all the Japanese soldiers guarding the arsenal were people who could sell ammunition for money, so he judged that Bai Shouyi's words were 30% true and 70% false. At least, Bai Shouyi told a lie about being able to enter and exit the arsenal.
"Bai Shouyi, if you really want to be a traitor, I can kill you right now, but I hope you still remember that you are Chinese. Don't worry, we will kill all the Japanese who know about this, absolutely."
We won’t let the Japanese in Baicha Town know that you have done anything for us.”
Bai Shouyi stared at Tang Cheng dumbfounded. How could he not know that Tang Cheng was hinting to him that if he didn't obey, not to mention his own life, the entire Bai family might not be able to survive from top to bottom. That Qingkou
But it was still in the hands of these national troops. Bai Shouyi didn't want to agree to Tang Cheng, but reality forced him to agree to Tang Cheng. The reason he chose to work for the Japanese was to protect the safety of his family and the lives of his family.
Knowing that Tang Cheng was plotting against him, Bai Shouyi had no choice but to die.
Baicha Town was the only way for the Japanese troops from De'an to go to Wuning or Xiushui, so a lot of weapons and ammunition were hoarded by the Japanese army in the arsenal of Baicha Town. The Japanese army guarding the arsenal was Gui Kurokawa.
The Kawashima team under the direct command of Colonel Colonel is different from the previous rotation of troops guarding the arsenal. The only task of the Kawashima team is to guard the arsenal. Counting the dozens of soldiers in the arsenal who are responsible for transporting the arsenal, Kawashima team
There are a total of 160 Japanese people under Jinxiong's command. If calculated based on the number of people, Kawashima Jinxiong can almost be regarded as the squadron leader.
The supplies shipped to Sanxiqiao had left Baicha Town. Miyamoto Kenichi, who had a red nose, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The dozen guns and thousands of bullets that he and Bai Shouyi had secretly taken out of the arsenal had been secretly stolen.
were added to the supplies list. As soon as the truck hauling supplies left the arsenal, he who was responsible for ordering the supplies would never admit it again. Kenichi Miyamoto, who was missing an arm, was not the ambitious recruit he was last year.
Last year, Miyamoto Kenichi once dreamed of killing countless enemies, but unfortunately he only fought one battle with the Chinese Army, and he lost one of his arms.
Only those who have truly experienced the battlefield will know the danger and cruelty of the battlefield. Kenichi Miyamoto has been frightened by the battlefield with heavy artillery fire. He would rather stay behind and guard the arsenal than go to the battlefield again.
Death. Ignoring the ridicule of others, Miyamoto Kenichi is very satisfied with his current life. He only needs to count the inventory once every day, and then count and confirm the incoming and outgoing materials. The rest of the time is under his own control.
Half a roast chicken and a few glasses of rice wine, these days made Miyamoto Kenichi extremely happy, and he even wanted to live like this forever.
It's a pity that wine and meat cost money, but the small allowance he had was simply not enough to maintain the life he wanted, so Miyamoto Kenichi boldly started a business of reselling arms, and his partner was
Bai Shouyi and Miyamoto Kenichi of the detective team took advantage of his own convenience to get the arms out of the warehouse, and then Bai Shouyi took them and sold them. The two of them shared the final profit. Although they only did it a few times, Miyamoto Kenichi
Having saved a gold bar and more than a dozen ocean dollars, if he continued doing this a few times, Miyamoto Kenichi planned to apply to return to his homeland and become a landlord.
Miyamoto Kenichi hummed an unknown slang song, secretly thinking about how much Bai Shouyi would get into his account when he came to give him money again. Giving half of it to Bai Shouyi for nothing made Miyamoto Kenichi very distressed, but if he didn't
A local man joins a partnership and can't find a buyer for the things he makes. Who would believe a Japanese soldier who can't even speak Chinese. "Miyamoto, your friend named Shiro is here to see you again." Miyamoto.
As soon as Ben Jian was leaning against the corner to bask in the sun, someone came over and told him that Bai Shouyi was here.
Miyamoto Kenichi suppressed the joy in his heart and walked slowly towards the door of the arsenal patiently. When he saw Bai Shouyi carrying several oil paper bags from a distance, Miyamoto Kenichi's throat couldn't help but tremble. He
He knew that the oil paper bag in Bai Shouyi's hand must contain his favorite roast chicken and beef. "Miyamoto Taijun, I brought the medicine you asked me to find last time. Should I give it to you directly or should I help you take it?"
"Bai Shouyi shook the oil paper bag in his hand towards Miyamoto who was walking over, which meant that he wanted Miyamoto to take him into the arsenal.
The two Japanese soldiers guarding the gate were a little embarrassed, because Bai Shouyi did not come alone, he brought three others with him. Although they knew that those three people were also detectives like Bai Shouyi, the rules of the arsenal did not allow Chinese people to enter. "Cao Jie,
Shiro is my good friend, just let them in. I promise it won't be too long, and they will only stay in the dormitory, I won't let them go to other places." Kenichi Miyamoto took it from his pocket.
After giving two packs of cigarettes to the two Japanese soldiers guarding the gate, Bai Shouyi and his party finally entered the arsenal.
"Don't mention it. Yesterday, Colonel Kurokawa asked me to take people to the countryside for inspection, but we got caught in the rain. I looked like this when I got up early this morning. I'll be fine after I go back and drink a bowl of ginger soup." Bai Shouyi looked distracted.
Fortunately, Bai Shouyi reacted quickly and used the rain yesterday morning as a cover to evade Miyamoto Kenichi's inquiry. Lao Dongbei, who was dressed in plain clothes, watched as he walked.
In this arsenal, when he saw that there were only machine guns but no machine gunners in the two watchtowers of the arsenal, Lao Dongbei smiled.
"I have something to do here, so I'll take you out first." Not long after Miyamoto brought Bai Shouyi and others into his dormitory, someone came and told him that there was a truck transporting ammunition, and Miyamoto needed to go over and count the quantities. Miyamoto was helpless.
I had no choice but to put down the roast chicken that I had already grabbed, and after whispering a few words to Bai Shouyi, I led Bai Shouyi and the others towards the door of the arsenal.
Sitting in the cab, Tang Cheng held his rifle in one hand and took out his ID with the other hand and handed it to the Japanese soldier guarding the door of the arsenal. The captain's uniform on Tang Cheng's body made the Japanese soldier guarding the door dare not neglect and took Tang Cheng's ID.
The documents and warrants handed over by the city were opened and inspected. "Taijun Ozawa, why are you here in person? Didn't you say you went to De'an? Why are you back now?" In front of him, Bai Shouyi and others were approaching, in the cab.
Tang Cheng hurriedly got out of the car, and Bai Shouyi, who happened to bump into Tang Cheng, immediately nodded and bowed to Tang Cheng's side, flattering him repeatedly.
"This is my good friend Miyamoto-kun. This is Commander Ozawa who is beside Colonel Kurokawa." Bai Shouyi introduced Miyamoto Kenichi familiarly. The Japanese soldier guarding the arsenal door heard what Bai Shouyi said.
The captain was the person next to Kurokawa. He just briefly checked the ID and the warrant for the transportation of weapons and ammunition, then opened the door and let him go. "Taijun, go slowly, I will buy you a drink next time." Waiting for the three trucks slowly.
As they drove into the arsenal, Bai Shouyi, whose back was covered with cold sweat, hurriedly said goodbye and left.
With Bai Shouyi's introduction, Miyamoto Kenichi no longer doubted Tang Cheng's identity. Especially Tang Cheng's fluent Kyoto accent made Miyamoto Kenichi jealous, because he knew that Osaka Kurokawa was from Kyoto.
With Kenichi Miyamoto's full belief, 400 brand-new 38 rifles and a large number of bullets were loaded into the carriage. Tangcheng specially added heavy machine guns, mortars, and even Japanese cowhide military shoes to the forged transportation warrant.
, Tangcheng has installed as many as 300 pairs.
"Miyamoto-kun, I really want to thank you this time. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to pack these supplies so quickly. Next time I have time, I'll treat you to a drink." Tang Cheng, who had returned with a loaded load, suppressed the joy in his heart and drove from the driver's seat.
Murato stretched out his arm and waved goodbye to Miyamoto Ken. He did not expect that things would go so smoothly. He originally wanted to pretend to be a Japanese army and break into the ammunition depot to suppress the Japanese army and buy some time for loading, but he did not expect that the things in the arsenal were
The Japanese army would be so cooperative. If I had known this, I would have brought in a few more trucks.
"Bai Shouyi, since you have made your due contribution to the anti-Japanese war, we can forget about the mistakes you have made in the past. You can decide what to do in the future." He dropped Bai Shouyi when passing by Baijia Village.
The truck, Tangcheng and the others wished they could drive the truck like it was flying, because only after crossing the Xiuhe River could they be temporarily safe.
"The kid is really a fucking idiot. If I were to guard the arsenal, he wouldn't be able to get in even if he pretended to be my father." Lao Dongbei, pedaling desperately on his bicycle, chased the truck in front of him and followed the people around him.
Hou San and others boasted that this experience was enough for Lao Dongbei to brag to Mulianshan and Wu Laosan for a long time after returning.
"You can do it. You didn't see that the commander was unable to walk steadily when he came out. I guess our commander will be quite frightened now. That is the little devil's arsenal. There are more than a hundred little devils in it.
, Anyway, I was so scared that I almost peed my pants." Pretending not to notice Lao Dongbei's elation, Hou San felt frightened when he thought of what just happened, and couldn't help but sigh.