Lao Wuyun did not agree, because he was not like Ma Xingkong. Lao Wuyun had a big business in the Northeast, and he did not want to fall out with the Japanese. Ma Xingkong was a wanted criminal by the Japanese. He not only caused trouble in Changchun, but also caused unrest in Harbin.
There are photos of Ma Xingkong on the big wall of the Kwantung Army headquarters. Helping Ma Xingkong is tantamount to going against the Japanese.
Old Wuyun shook his head: "I beg your pardon for my inability to do anything about this matter. To be honest, you are causing too much trouble. Not to mention me, even Pu Yi has to think carefully if he wants to protect you, but..."
"If you have anything to say, please tell me. Xingkong is all ears!" Ma Xingkong saw that Old Wuyun was hesitant in speaking and hurriedly interrupted to let him continue.
Old Wuyun smiled slightly: "Nowadays, it is probably impossible to dredge this road. The Manchukuo army is okay, but it will be difficult for the Japanese, unless you have a special pass from the Japanese! In that case, you can
Unobstructed!"
"Special pass?" Ma Xingkong asked, "What does it say? Where can I get it?"
"Kwantung Army Headquarters!"
"What?" Ma Xingkong took a breath. Everything else is easy to explain. This Kwantung Army Headquarters is Japan's highest military institution in China. Unlike those garrison headquarters, it must be tightly defended and dotted with open and hidden sentries. Don't say
If you can't get in, even if you get in, you'll probably be discovered soon, and you can't even think about it with just a few people.
"Hehehe..." Old Wuyun chuckled and said, "What? Are you scared?"
Ma Xingkong nodded: "It is indeed impossible to get it. It seems that we have no choice but to climb over the mountains, detour through Mongolia, and then turn around and go south!"
"It seems that you have decided to leave, so let me tell you another way!" Old Wuyun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "If you really want to leave, there is another way, and that is to pretend
As long as the Japanese army has transfer orders, as long as they don't enter the customs all the way south, there should be no big problem!"
"What do you mean, we should go find Yoshio Okamoto again?" Ma Xingkong asked.
"Isn't this what you are about to do?" Old Wuyun smiled mysteriously.
Ma Xingkong stood up and gave Lao Wuyun a fist: "I have written a reminder to you, can you get a dozen tickets for us? I will send someone to pick them up in three days!"
After leaving Songjiang Hotel, Ma Xingkong and Long Jie strolled on the street. The empty street was full of ruins. Without the support of the Japanese, the local ruffians were hiding. As soon as they turned the corner, Long Jie asked
He said: "Brother, when are you going to kill that boy Okamoto?"
Ma Xingkong shook his head: "No rush, let's go explore the road first and see the situation before we talk!"
The two of them did not leave the city, but turned around and went to the Japanese Army Headquarters. The Japanese Army Headquarters was the place that suffered the most serious losses. Traces of burning could be seen everywhere. The Russian-style house originally built of white stone had a black smoke mark.
Smoked makeup. The Japanese soldiers were very busy coming in and out. The interior was probably even more severely burned. A large group of people were moving furniture inside.
"What are you doing?" A soldier on patrol shouted to Ma Xingkong and the two of them.
Ma Xingkong kept his smile and replied in Japanese: "We heard that General Okamoto is ill and want to visit!"
When the Japanese soldiers heard that they were Japanese, they relaxed their vigilance: "Do you know Mr. Okamoto? But he is not here. This is a military zone. You are not allowed to look around!"
"Hai, hai!" Ma Xingkong nodded repeatedly: "I wonder where I can find General Okamoto?"
"Haha!" The Japanese soldier smiled and said: "If you are sick, of course you are in the hospital. You go to the hospital and have a look!"
"Thank you!" Ma Xingkong was extremely respectful. According to Japanese etiquette, he bowed and slowly withdrew. Long Jie didn't understand what the two people were talking about, so he turned out of the street and asked: "
How's it going? What did you say to him just now?"
Ma Xingkong smiled: "Okamoto is no longer here, maybe in the hospital!"
"Okay! Go to the hospital now and kill that boy Okamoto!" Long Jie stared, reaching into his arms with one hand to hold his own self-defense dagger.
Ma Xingkong shook his head: "No! We are not here to kill Okamoto. We need to get the pass first! We still have to go in and take a look!"
A car came from afar. It was covered with canvas. I don’t know what it was. It turned in front of the headquarters and drove towards the headquarters. Ma Xingkong and Long Jie ran two steps and grabbed the car’s front door.
The back cover jumped up with all his strength. Two people suddenly burst in, making all the soldiers inside jump into shock.
Ma Xingkong and Long Jie did not answer, and pounced on the one in front of them respectively. Fortunately, there were only two soldiers escorting them inside, and they were eliminated without much effort. An emergency brake was applied in front of the headquarters. Since the Harbin incident, everyone
Everything entering the headquarters must be inspected. The soldier who just talked to Ma Xingkong walked to the back of the car with a gun in his hand, climbed up the edge of the car and took a look inside, and saw two well-behaved Japanese soldiers.
Sitting there, I seem to have seen it somewhere.
The car started again, and a load of furniture was delivered to the Japanese headquarters. When it braked again, a large group of Japanese soldiers rushed over. Long Jie wanted to take action, but Ma Xingkong hurriedly stopped him: "Don't worry, let's see and then talk!"
Ma Xingkong and Long Jie did not get out of the car. They moved the furniture out of the car one by one and did not let anyone else get on the car, so as not to avoid the corpses of the Japanese soldiers being discovered. Fortunately, it was not a big item, but it was tiring even so.
They were covered in sweat. After putting down the last piece of furniture, the two got out of the car, casually lowered the curtain behind them, and followed the group of soldiers moving furniture. No one took a stool and walked inside.
As expected by Ma Xingkong, the interior was very badly burned. The wooden stairs had long been burned away, and even the original portrait of Emperor Hirohito on the wall was newly painted. Engineers were rearranging the entire room. Along the new paving
The stairs lead to the second floor. The further you go inside, the more guarded you feel. There is no carpet on the floor and it is replaced by a hard cement floor.
Ma Xingkong and Long Jie walked very slowly, observing every room as they walked. The room that was originally used as Yoshio Okamoto's office was already empty, and diagonally opposite it, one or two soldiers were guarding the door. Ma Xingkong
He winked at Long Jie and suddenly extended one leg to Long Jie's feet.
"Ouch! Ouch!" Long Jie just kept howling, but didn't say anything. Ma Xingkong hurriedly put down his things and kept asking in Japanese. The Japanese people walking in front were still laughing.
Everyone was saying that Long Jie was incompetent. Ma Xingkong didn't bother to translate, and just smiled at those people. Ma Xingkong helped Long Jie stand up, still holding his things, and limped forward.
Watching the Japanese soldiers in front go up to the third floor, the people below were working with their heads down. The two suddenly launched an attack, covering the Japanese sentry's mouth with one hand, and the dagger in the other hand was inserted into his heart.
He turned sideways, knocked open the door with his back, and dragged the bodies of two Japanese soldiers into the room.