The sound of neat footsteps appeared in another block at the same second. After the truck stopped, the Japanese officer began to shout at all the Japanese soldiers.
"This is a shame for the empire!"
"Since entering Northeast China, we have never encountered such a challenge to public security."
"Here, as an imperial soldier, I issue an order to you. Today's provocateur must be punished!"
"Everyone, enter the alley in front of you and search door to door. The target is a Chinese man, about 20 years old, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and holding a German firearm. Search!"
As soon as the Japanese finished shouting this sentence, a group of translators with middle-parted combs arrived in a car. Among them were Chinese and Japanese. The places to be searched became more rigorous. One translator led four officers
way into every alley.
Xu Ruifeng didn't understand Japanese at all, but he could still understand Japanese behavior. When a translator approached, he was still complaining: "What the hell is this!" At that moment, he had already
Observing the actions of other Japanese troops.
"Everyone thinks that if they follow the Japanese, they will become rich and powerful, but it's hard work."
But when this man approached Lao Xu, he opened his mouth and spoke in Japanese: "Taijun, thank you for your hard work, let's start the search." His humble attitude made Lao Xu want to go over and slap him twice.
Xu Ruifeng ignored him and followed him into the alley. When the translator knocked on the door of one of the houses, the person at the door just opened the door. Old Xu arrogantly knocked open the other half door with his shoulder and raised his gun.
He entered the courtyard.
"Alas! Alas! What are you doing!"
An old man who looked like a servant and wore a long gown shouted in front of the door. The translator quickly stopped him: "Shut up! What time has it been? How dare you mess with the Japanese? Haven't you heard that the gendarmerie was attacked today? Now,
The Japanese are like donkeys with firecrackers tied to their tails. They are kicking and kicking. As long as they curse "Baga", the people from Wuyang and Wuyang will rush here. I can see a lot of them.
Those who did not commit the crime were beaten to death on the spot just because their subconscious actions made them suspicious, but they must not say anything."
good.
This translator still has a conscience. Even if he is working for the Japanese, at least he is using his identity to protect these ordinary people.
The old servant-like man stood at the door and looked back at the stairs. Then he lifted up his front skirt and followed him: "No, I have to go over and take a look. Our master is still upstairs."
Four soldiers wearing Japanese military uniforms rushed into the courtyard. Only then did Lao Xu understand why no one asked about the blood on himself and Wang Ming. He carefully observed the other two Japanese soldiers. One of them had blood on his sleeve.
, there is also blood!
This is exactly what the translation said.
bump!
Lao Xu kicked open the door and saw a room with a very different style.
Here is a living room. The open living room is connected to the study and dining room. This can be seen from the screen that separates the room and the simple carved door.
In the living room, there are various antique vases, and a mahogany couch with soft cushions is placed against the wall. It stands to reason that people who have such things will usually have an Eight Immortals table and a few Taishi chairs, but this happens to be the case.
There is a soft leather sofa in the middle of the room.
A mix of Chinese and Western?
Xu Ruifeng didn't understand.
What he didn't even understand was the mixed style.
The bookshelves in the study room and the books on them prove that the owner is a scholar, even the sword hanging on the wall is the same. The problem is, what is spread out in front of the table is not this book, but a book that even Xu Ruifeng knows.
What I can't buy is a magazine produced by the Soviet Union called "World Military Industry".
This magazine is always following the development of the military industry around the world, and publishes all new products launched by firearms companies in the form of photos and graphic introductions.
If this magazine that attracted Xu Ruifeng's full attention does not explain the problem, but is an ordinary person's concern about the prospects of the country and the world, then when Xu Ruifeng walked around this desk and opened the desk drawer, what should be the view of field rations?
How to explain!
The United States, the Soviet Union, the United Kingdom, France, Italy, and even Germany and Japan!
This thing shouldn't be something that enthusiasts should worry about, right? How detailed do you have to study the military before you can focus on comparing what other soldiers eat every day?
Xu Ruifeng had a hunch that if he opened the middle drawer, there would be other surprises waiting for him.
He silently stretched out his hand to the second drawer, and the moment he opened it, there were no items he didn't recognize!
This is a whole drawer of original firearms. There are four types of barrels, and all of them are pistol barrels. These four barrels include all the classics in today's weapons category.
Triggers, firing pins, magazines...as long as they are found in firearms, they are all arranged in categories in this drawer, with various types of bullets placed next to them. Faced with this pile of things, as long as Xu Ruifeng is given a little time, he will instantly
It can be assembled together and the pair of parts can be turned into a murderous weapon.
Who on earth would study this stuff at home?!
bump.
After closing the drawer, Lao Xu didn't dare to look down. He quickly glanced around him and saw that only Wang Ming was on guard, so he felt relieved, for fear of opening the third drawer and letting the other two Japanese
People see things they shouldn't see.
However, curiosity still defeated the warning of danger in my heart.
Xu Ruifeng opened the third drawer, and inside there was a book written "The Complete Quotations of Zeng Hu Zhibing", which directly impacted his brain!
This book is compiled by General Cai on the military strategies, military tactics and military thoughts of Zeng Guofan and Hu Linyi. As we all know, Principal Shen’s admiration for Zeng Wenzhenggong has reached the level that everyone knows. This book was written by Principal Shen.
Military textbooks selected by Whampoa Military Academy during his tenure.
He was really desperate for his life, he dared to blatantly hide a gun and these banned books at home. The key is that someone dared to send these things to him. This is the Northeast!
"Your Excellency is very interested in Mr. Zeng Wenzheng?"
A calm greeting came over, and Xu Ruifeng quickly turned around and saw a man walking down the stairs slowly.
He was wearing a dark blue gown and a dark brown mandarin jacket. He had two impressive mustaches on his lips. He spoke with a dignified manner without any delay. As he stood, he was obviously a head taller than the others.
Xu Ruifeng looked at him. Wang Ming beside him had already turned around. The moment they faced this man, the servant outside the door quickly walked in: "Taijun, Taijun..."