Goro Matsumoto was about thirty years old and graduated from the Japanese Army Military Academy. Like several of his seniors, he was also an ambitious guy.
From a distance of about ten kilometers, he watched Zhang Xuyun and his entourage, who called himself Takahashi Yoshiharu, drove in unhurriedly. He lowered his head and asked the adjutant beside him: "Zuocun, what do you think of Major Takahashi?"
Zuo Cun looked up at him without saying a word, obviously not understanding what he meant by asking this question.
"Don't you see the burning fire of ambition in his eyes? I'm sure he must be a bold guy." Matsumoto said to himself.
"Sir, are they really tracking deserters from the 134th Division?"
"It's very possible, otherwise Takahashi wouldn't behave like that. Can't you hear it? They actually don't want to act with us."
Doesn't Zhang Xuyun want to act with Matsumoto? If Zhang Xuyun hears this, he will definitely snicker in his heart, because not only does he want to act with Matsumoto, but he also has the idea of the military uniform on the other party. As for him The reason why the team was ordered to keep a slower marching speed was because Mu Haoren needed time to set up traps ahead.
To be on the safe side, after getting off the train, Zhang Xuyun divided the independent detachment into two. He led some of the troops to take the main road openly, while Mu Haoren led the other part to take the small roads. After Zhang Xuyun discovered Matsumoto's troops, he walked from the opponent's marching route. After judging that it should come from the direction of Changchun City, they came up with the idea of hijacking the opponent's military uniform.
Changchun City, which was heavily defended by the Japanese army, was by no means easy to enter. Zhang Xuyun had a clear understanding of this, so his original plan was to first find a way to get the pass code for today's Changchun City, and then find a way to enter the city. At this time, Matsumoto His appearance was as if he knew he wanted to take a nap and brought him a pillow. How could he not accept it?
Mu Haorenbu had been far behind them. After receiving his notice, they took a shortcut to the agreed place called Ganmuling, preparing to set up an ambush there and cooperate with Zhang Xuyun's tribe to attack Songbu. Caught off guard.
"Chief Zhang asked me to tell you that he will give you three hours. At that time, you will set up an ambush at Ganmuling and cooperate with them to ambush the Matsumoto Japanese." The person in charge of delivering the order was Gan Xiaoer. The distance was nearly six kilometers. The guy was sweating profusely and was already out of breath when he appeared in front of Mu Haoren.
"I got it, kid. If you're out of breath, don't go back. Come with us to fight the ambush."
"That's what Chief Zhang told me. By the way, he also asked me to ask you for a gun."
Gan Xiaoer was still too young. Because he was worried that carrying a gun would be dangerous and affect his running speed, Zhang Xuyun temporarily confiscated his carbine.
"No problem, I'll give it to you when we get to the end of the field. However, we have a rapid march next. Can you keep up?"
"Brother Mu, you look down on people. No matter what, I will run faster than them." Gan Xiaoer said and nuzzled at the Japanese deserters who were waiting in a neat line.
"Haha." Mu Haoren laughed.
Because of the successive victories, Mu Haoren was in a good mood, so he was still in the mood to tease Gan Xiaoer before starting to take action. However, only half an hour later, his good mood disappeared, and the expression on his face It also became very ugly as if someone owed him thousands of dollars and hadn't paid back.
Gan Xiaoer's words came true. After only half an hour of forced march, he and his family could barely keep up with Mu Haoren's pace, but those Japanese deserters were unable to run out of ten. At that time, Mu Haoren was still in the mood to reprimand. Gradually, seeing many Japanese deserters turning pale as if they would collapse to the ground at any time, he no longer had a good temper.
"You bastards, you've only run so far, you can't even compare to a child." In front of a Japanese deserter who was lying on the ground and gasping for air, he first scolded him fiercely, and then kicked him.
Beside him, Imura, who was sent by Fujita to serve as his deputy, first persuaded him to calm down with half-baked Chinese, then reprimanded the Japanese deserter in a more severe tone, and finally helped the Japanese deserter stand up from the ground. He said kindly to Mu Hao : "Your Excellency, it's not that we are slacking off on purpose. We really can't run anymore. How about we let everyone rest for a quarter of an hour."
Mu Haoren's face was as dark as water. He looked at Jingcun and then at the Japs deserters who were panting or paralyzed on the ground. He shook his head repeatedly and said: "Jingcun, you should know that fighter planes are fleeting. If we can't If we arrive at the ambush point in time, General Zhang and Fujita may be defeated by the enemy. In that case, all the merits of our previous victories will be wiped out. Not only that, have you ever thought about it, without General Zhang and Fujita? With the existence of Fujita's main force, can we return to Heilongjiang alive? Let's do this, Imura, tell everyone that those who can still run should stand behind me, and those who can't run, let them do whatever they want."
"Sir, do you mean to give up on them?" Imura was shocked when he heard this.
"It's not that I want to give up on them, it's that they gave up first. Do you understand what I mean?"
"No, no, sir, please listen to me. I will convince them right now. I believe they will be able to persist."
When things have developed to this point, no matter who the Japanese deserters are, they all know that they have no possibility of going back, because what awaits them will definitely be treatment worse than death. So when Jingcun sent a message to them, after learning that if they could not follow When the troops on board might be abandoned here, everyone became anxious.
"Imura-kun, I can still run."
"Imura-kun, please don't leave me, please."
...So, what shocked Gan Xiaoer was that in the end, all the Japanese deserters, including those who had been lying on the ground like dead pigs, actually stood behind Mu Haoren.
Mu Haoren was not surprised by this, so the expression on his face was always gloomy, without any fluctuations at all.
When all the Japanese deserters came behind him, he turned around and glanced at the Japanese deserters expressionlessly, saying: "Now you can run away again, you bunch of rubbish. I think you are born in the year of the Ox. You don't need a whip to whip you from behind." Come on, let me tell you, not to mention a distance of less than 40 kilometers, we have marched even farther than this, a distance of 200 kilometers, and the time it took was only eight hours, Jingcun, you tell me In order to ensure the confidentiality of this operation, from now on, no matter who falls behind, I will shoot him directly. Of course, there will be rewards if there is punishment. If anyone can get to Ganmuling first, this one in my hand will The watch will be his after returning to Heilongjiang, now let's go."