Zhou Jixian glanced at him and said, "Okay, then I'll wait here with peace of mind."
If you really dare to come, I will dare to jump from here. Zhou Jixian made up his mind. If his son really had this intention, then don't blame himself for not recognizing him.
Nan Zhongmei has already experienced the most painful period.
Zhou Weiguo woke up and sat on the edge, with Hideko Fujino standing next to her. She smiled; "Last night..."
"It's amazing. It's the first time I've done these things, and you were beaten to death by Brother Zhou. You're really amazing. You dare to deal with the Japanese army without any experience. You're really amazing." Fujino Hideko muttered as he went.
I got her anti-inflammatory medicine.
The Jiuo family has prepared these things, so there is no need to go to the hospital.
"Fortunately, the bayonet didn't twist, otherwise your bones would have been destroyed." Fujino Hideko sat next to him.
"Okay." Zhou Weiguo interrupted Fujino Hideko's words; "Go and help with the meal. Make it lighter. She can't eat spicy food now."
Hideko Fujino turned and left.
Zhou Weiguo pulled the quilt over her and covered her with it again with a smile: "After experiencing it for the first time, it will be much easier in the future. But I didn't expect that you would actually take a grenade away. Yesterday, it really depended on your strength."
Hand grenades, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with that group of people."
Those people all have some foundation. Although I am not afraid, it will delay my time.
Once the Japanese patrol appeared, this group of people could leave quickly, but he and Nan Zhongmei could not. If they were kind enough to be sent to the hospital, it would be troublesome.
I don’t have any documents, so once the other party registers, it will be bad.
Fortunately, those people were instantly frightened by the cantaloupe grenade, and they turned around and ran away. He could only pull the rickshaw himself. After trying his best, he lost the rickshaw and returned with Nan Zhongmei.
"I was just worried that something would happen again, so I took one." Nan Zhongmei's tears welled up in her eyes; "Am I... very useless?"
"Nonsense." Zhou Weiguo knocked her on the head; "It's already very good. Yesterday, you were just doing it because of your experience."
Seeing the beads of sweat on Nan Zhongmei's forehead, he stood up and walked aside, wrung out a towel, sat down in front of her, wiped it and said, "Everything requires a process. Your skills are not bad now."
Yes, the difference is time. At present, you are like a young lady who inherited a rich man's money. Although she has a lot of money, she doesn't know how to spend it."
Throwing the handkerchief aside, Zhou Weiguo glanced at her and said, "Have a good rest. The anesthetic has been administered and it won't hurt much. But from now on, I think I won't use too much anesthetic on you."
Soldiers are destined to be injured, and there should be more effective treatment, but the problem is.
Here in the mountain city, there are not such good conditions to be able to prepare enough anesthetics for the front line.
As a member of the Central Army, there is very little that can be given to me, namely alcohol and anesthetics.
He was in Jinling now. If he went to other places, he really couldn't guarantee that Nan Zhongmei would be able to use anesthetics.
If you really can't get it and the wound is inflamed, you can only use red-hot iron to disinfect it.
Although it is cruel, at least he can survive.
"I will adapt slowly." Nan Zhongmei's words made Zhou Weiguo smile; "You should have a better life, otherwise this time, after you go back..."
"Shut up." Nan Zhongmei shouted angrily, and the pain from the wound made her frown; "You have hurt me like this, are you planning to turn a blind eye and leave me to fend for myself in Kyoto?
."
That... is naturally impossible.
"Okay, I'm just talking." Zhou Weiguo patted her forehead; "You can rest."
Zhou Weiguo went out and came to the kitchen.
Because Nan Zhongmei was injured, Jiuwei's wife specially made chicken soup for her, but the chicken legs are now in the hands of Fujino Hideko; "Brother Zhou, do you want me to take action? Any cat or dog can bully us, do they think
,The life was so comfortable.”
Zhou Weiguo took a bite of the chicken leg that Hideko Fujino handed him over, took it, ate it, and shook his head: "Forget it, although I don't agree with their method, it can be considered as a contribution to deal with the Japanese army. How about yesterday's harvest.
"
Fujino Hideko hummed; "Not bad, by the way, because Sister Meiko was injured, I forgot to tell you something."
She wiped the corners of her mouth with the handkerchief nearby and then went to the living room and took out the information; "Look at this."
"What kind of data is this? Where did you get it from?" Zhou Weiguo could only confirm that this was data, but he couldn't tell what kind of data it was.
Fujino Hideko talked about yesterday's situation and then said: "Brother Zhou, Jiuwei said that this place should be a town. Tell me, can it be?"
"You're referring to the poison gas research site, right?"
"Yes. Otherwise, how could it be so secretive? The only reason why the Japanese base camp can be so secretive is because they did something shameful. In addition, it is the most confidential document, this..."
"That should be it." Zhou Weiguo put the information aside and pointed; "Burn it. When we come back from Kyoto, we will go over and take a look."
"Okay." Fujino Hideko picked up the information and went to the kitchen, throwing it in directly.
Here we come.
Just come. This time, I believe you can come and go.
Ichiro Sakai looked through the window at several commanding heights around him. Marksmen had been deployed there. And machine guns had been set up in places convenient for evacuation. As long as he wanted to escape, he would definitely be able to be shot down.
Zhou Weiguo is a master of hiding. This time, he took all possible hiding places to avoid any unexpected events.
"He is good at makeup. This can be seen from the fact that we didn't find him for a few days. Therefore, we couldn't tell him apart from his face. In addition, his distinguishing ability is very strong, so the secret sentry must move at any time to patrol.
People should also pay attention."
"Teacher, don't worry, student, the arrangements have been made." Jiro Kunomiya stood aside and answered seriously.
It's been a long time since Jiro Hisamiya saw his teacher look like he was facing an enemy.
No, he had never seen it before. This time, he actually asked himself whether his senior was really that powerful.
Maybe the teacher was a little frightened.
Yamamoto's special agent team was destroyed, but judging from the situation, they did not take action at all. It was Zhou Weiguo who cleverly used the selfishness of the imperial people to make Yamamoto and others die in peace.
Zhou Weiguo and the others were just using opportunism, nothing serious.
Hisamiya Jiro felt a little sad. It would be great if he could get the teacher to take him so seriously.
He was confused, and after feeling someone pulling him, he realized that the adjutant was standing next to him.
Seeing a letter in his hand, he took it and read it before coming to Ichiro Sakai: "Teacher."
