We passed through a vast field of ruins including rubble, bricks, unburned wood, and other piles of rubble.
Zhou Weiguo turned around and entered an earthy gray alley that was not yet illuminated by the sun. If you go out of this alley, you will reach the main road.
Already he could faintly see pedestrians running back and forth on the street to go home for shelter. Zhou Weiguo quickened his pace. As soon as he went out, he saw a dozen Japanese soldiers rushing towards the place where the gunshots were heard.
Looking at the leading warrant officer, Zhou Weiguo picked up his rifle and ran over and saluted, "Sir, the enemy is in the eleven o'clock warehouse. There are three of them, wearing our military uniforms."
With a Kyoto accent, the warrant officer greeted the soldiers behind him and rushed towards the alley without any suspicion.
Zhou Weiguo looked at the dozen soldiers entering the alley, but sneered and thought to himself: "Let your dogs eat dogs, I won't play with you anymore."
Speaking of his 38-year-old cap, whenever Zhou Weiguo encountered Japanese troops coming over, he would always say that the enemy was at the eleven o'clock direction, and it was very likely that he had disguised himself as an imperial soldier.
He dressed up the role of the messenger very well, at least the wisp of sweat on his forehead added to his accent. No one would doubt that this messenger was actually the murderer.
The further you walked toward the outer perimeter, the calmer the outside became. Although there were still Japanese patrols on the streets, no one paid attention to Zhou Weiguo. After all, just after the battle, there was another soldier walking on the streets and
No big deal.
Zhou Weiguo took advantage of this opportunity and headed towards the outskirts of Shanghai.
At this moment, many places in Shanghai were destroyed. It was not difficult to leave before the Japanese military imposed martial law. Zhou Weiguo, holding a cigarette in his mouth, deliberately wandered around the ruins lazily, using these ruins and holes to get out.
City, found the place where his military uniform was buried, took out his military uniform, picked it up and walked towards Lijiacun.
Where should he go to meet Hu Yong?
Looking at the peaceful but restless and dilapidated Shanghai in the distance, he looked towards Xiaoli Village and murmured with a smile: "I don't know, I've been away for a few days, this guy Hu Yong
How many troops have you expanded for me?"
died.
Prince Dongjiu died on the spot, but for some unknown reason, he was still taken to the hospital.
Sakata and the other two people could only stare in stunned silence, sitting slumped on the ground in a daze.
The three of them knew very well what their fate would be next. They might not be able to escape the sanctions of a military court, and they might not even be qualified for a military court.
They didn't have the courage to commit suicide, so the three of them just looked at the door, waiting for Shangfeng's execution plan for them.
Time passed little by little, and finally the sound of cars and footsteps coming from outside made these people, who were already drooling all over the floor, stand up and look outside.
The deputy chief of staff of the dispatched army walked in expressionlessly accompanied by several officers.
When Sakata and Sakai saw this, they were so frightened that they had to take a step forward to look at the moustachioed General: "General... Your Majesty, General, a humble position... a humble position..."
Bang bang...
As soon as the two big ears were slapped, Fujino felt the pain behind him. He saw a pair of strong hands coming towards him. Although he did not avoid them, he did not show any fear.
What a joke, I am in the navy. Although the man in front of me has a high military rank, he is not qualified to take care of the navy's affairs. Even if he is to be beaten, it will not be your army, but his own superior officer.
Obviously, the deputy chief of staff also knew that he could not fight. The hand he raised heavily finally fell on Sakata's face and he looked at the two of them coldly: "Baga, I can't wait to shoot you two losers now."
The king is dead, so many invited special envoys have been seen at the scene, and reporters have also seen it. They were originally invited to see the power of the empire, but what they didn't want to see in the end was that the special envoy and the king were exposed on the spot.
head.
This shame is simply cleaner and whiter than the cypress trees that have lost their bark in winter.
Sakata no longer felt depressed as before. Although he still lowered his head, he felt a burst of joy.
From the General's words, he heard the news that he would not die yet, and would continue to live. Otherwise, there would be no words that would make him want to shoot both of him now.
He was secretly happy in his heart, but the moment Sakata raised his head, he still had a look of regret and shame on his face and stretched out his hand to slap himself in the face.
"Design for humble duty...Death for humble duty, damn for humble duty..."
The deputy chief of staff narrowed his eyes and looked at the people in front of him expressionlessly. After a long time, he raised his hand to stop Sakai and Sakata, who had almost beaten their faces into pig heads; "That's enough."
The silence after those two words made several people dare not look up.
The deputy chief of staff sighed and walked to the window. He glanced at the table that had not yet been evacuated and the chairs lying on the ground. Then he turned slightly and stared at Sakata Sakai and Fujino; "This incident is very important to our empire.
, it’s a disgrace, the empire and the dispatched army headquarters definitely don’t want this matter to be leaked.”
He paused and looked at the earthy gray wall; "The headquarters has decided to give you an opportunity to use means to control public opinion and keep the guests participating today tight-lipped. In addition, all the films will be retrieved from the participating reporters."
He said as he walked to the door and looked at the three of them; "Your mission is to get the documents from those reporters. No matter what method you use, whether you beg or buy them, you have to give them all."
Once the film is obtained, if this matter still goes wrong, or if a few words are left, the three of you and your families will have no need to survive."
The deterrent was serious. At least Sakata's hands and legs were trembling slightly after the car had gone away for a long time.
This is the last chance for you or the three of you.
If it can't be done well, the person who dies will not just be himself, but the entire family will have to be buried with the prince.
Sakai swallowed a sip of saliva and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His face was as pale as paper and he glanced at Sakata and Fujino beside him before pointing outside: "I'm going to gather my troops to snatch back those films."
What?
Upon hearing this, Sakata's eyes widened and he stared at Sakai who was about to walk out.
The worry that was already scary suddenly turned into anger because of Sakai's words.
Without warning, he raised his hand and slapped Sakai on the swollen face; "Baga, you don't want our family to die quickly enough."