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Chapter 382, ​​a dangerous and important intelligence
"Captain, aren't we spying on the enemy? What are you doing in a Japanese tavern in this suit?"

Twenty special forces members did not carry guns and weapons this time, but took money and exchanged ordinary people's clothes to carry out latent investigation missions.

A meeting point was agreed, and the special forces sneaked into the city in groups of two to collect information on the Japanese army's build-up.

The partner Wang Gensheng chose was Zhang Xiucai who joined the Special Forces not long ago.

His original name was Zhang Zidong, and he had gone to elementary school. He was considered a rare cultural person among the eighth route army units that generally lacked culture.

Comrades call him Zhang Xiucai affectionately, but they don't remember his real name.

Wang Gensheng wanted him to come over from Zhang Dabiao, of course not because Zhang Xiu could read and write, but because he had the best oral English score in the army Japanese crash course.

Then put on a traditional Japanese men's plain kimono, whoever looks at it will feel that this is a pure Japanese!

Wang Gensheng nodded in satisfaction, and taught Zhang Xiucai who was not enlightened: "You have read so many books, but you haven't learned to be smart? Let me ask you, who goes to a Japanese tavern?"

"I'm sure the Japanese, who will go to the serious ones!"

Zhang Xiucai suddenly understood, "Captain, do you mean that we should go there to gather information?"

Wang Gensheng got the idea from Yuan Lang. After sneaking into the city, he even took over with the comrades of the underground party, and he already understood it clearly.

He said proudly: "That's right, I've found out clearly that the Japanese tavern we're going to is the only one in the city.

Those Japanese military officers who flock here want to experience the most authentic Japanese service, and they must come to this place. "

Zhang Xiucai had a bitter face, he felt that the captain thought too highly of him:
"I don't know much about Japanese customs, and I haven't had normal communication with Japanese people. If I show my feet, I will trap both of us."

"Oh, there's nothing to worry about. Follow what Consultant Yuan taught you, bow more politely, that's what the little devil will do, and you can deal with the rest normally.

In case something happens, I will lead you out, don't be nervous. "

Wang Gensheng comforted Zhang Xiucai with kind words, and then persuaded Zhang Xiucai not to back down.He also changed into a Japanese-style kimono, and both of them pretended to be Japanese, and went to the tavern together for entertainment.

It was also a coincidence that the two of them met.

A car drove directly to the entrance of the tavern, and a skinny old Japanese man got out.

Mashiko Shigeo, who was guarding the door, hurried up to meet him.

The two talked and laughed, and under the care of the tavern owner, they walked to the innermost box.

Wang Gensheng, who had been sizing up the other party from the corner of his eye, had killed too many Japanese officers, smelled the breath of soldiers.

As soon as his buttocks stuck to the tatami in the private room, he couldn't help but ask, "What are the identities of those two people who were welcomed in by the boss just now, and what did they say?"

Zhang Xiucai wiped his clothes on his clothes, wiped off the sweat from nervousness, and said in a low voice:
"Meeting a big fish, the old man who got out of the car was called a general, at least a major general.

The other status can't be lowered, it should be a rank-and-file officer, the rest is just polite greetings, no important information. "

"Enough is enough, that's enough."

Wang Gensheng found it very exciting. He had seen the world and even killed a major Japanese general.

But after all, it was on the battlefield, hundreds of meters away from the ground, and his face looked blurred.This time, I just passed by, right beside me.

To be called a general, at least he should be a major general, and if he is a general commanding troops, he should be a brigade commander.

Such a high-ranking officer must have a lot of confidential information in his mind.

For a moment, Wang Gensheng had the urge to kill the major general directly, and he had the confidence to do it.

But after thinking about it, he restrained his impulse, killed a major general, and the enemy promoted another one, which was far less than the chance of destroying thousands of enemies.

"Sorry for the wait."

A Japanese woman in a simple and elegant kimono brought dishes and sake.

The service attitude made the two bumpkins feel that they had seen the world, and their eyes widened.

"Sir, everything you want is already served, what else do you need?" The woman smiled slightly and asked gently.

Zhang Xiucai was taken aback for a moment, and then he replied in Japanese, "Thank you, no need, please don't disturb our conversation, please."

"Okay, please take it slow, sir."

The woman stood up and bowed, then slowly exited the box and closed the partition for them.

Hearing the gentle footsteps outside gradually disappearing, Wang Gensheng sighed in a low voice: "Look at this service, are all Japanese women so gentle? No wonder I heard from the monk that Consultant Yuan always looks for Japanese women when he goes to the city."

"Ah, there really is such a thing?" Zhang Xiucai's heart was ablaze with gossip, and he wanted to inquire about it in detail.

Wang Gensheng gave him a blank stare: "Now is not the time to talk about this, you hurry up and ask me, try to find out what those two Japanese are talking about."

Zhang Xiucai calmed down, and said to himself: I'm here to inquire about information, not to see Japanese girls, calm down, I'm Japanese, no one can see through me.

He walked out of the box, asked a waiter where the toilet was, and then walked carefully to the innermost luxury box.

Hearty laughter came from the luxurious box, Maeda Jiro was amused to laugh.

"Yi Zijun, it seems that you have studied the Eighth Route Army very deeply, which is very rare among senior officers of the Imperial Army.

If the imperial army can have more talents like you, it will be just around the corner to eliminate the Eighth Route Army. "

"Thank you General for your compliment." Shigeo Masuko knew how much he weighed.

He said modestly: "Personally, I can only offer my words and suggestions. If we really want to wipe out the Eighth Route Army, we have to rely on people like generals to wipe them out bit by bit on the battlefield."

Maeda Jiro was very helpful, he was just talking.Information is of course extremely important, but the final implementation depends on those who command the army.

There are many brave warriors in the Eighth Route Army, but they are not so easy to deal with.

Maeda Jiro said: "I still remember the previous raid, we caught three Balu, the youngest of which looked or years old and was a student soldier.

I ordered to wrap cotton wool with wire, pour kerosene on them, and tie up the three of them.

As long as they are willing to speak up and tell the whereabouts of the large army, they can be let go.

But they refused, so I ordered the fire to be set.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to bear the pain of burning their bodies.

These three Chinese people were so brave that they didn't say a word until they were burned to death.

It can be seen that there are many brave and fearless people in the Eighth Route Army. "

Shigeo Mashiko nodded in agreement. He had heard of many perverted torture methods used by military officers, and he didn't treat the Chinese people as human beings at all. There was nothing new about burning them with fire.

But the people who were burned did not say a word, showing extremely tenacious will and bravery, which is indeed rare.

"General, what happened then?" he asked.

Maeda Jiro said indifferently: "I ordered them to be buried, and made a wooden monument for them, and gave them the treatment of warriors."

"People in China will definitely feel that they have won our respect. It's ridiculous..." Mashiko Shigeo laughed a few times, and raised his wine glass: "Salute to the warriors."

Maeda Jiro smiled slightly, picked up the wine cup and drank it down in one gulp.

He asked the soldiers to salute the three deadly warriors, not really out of respect for them.

It's to deceive their own soldiers, brainwash them, and attach the enemy's bravery to their own soldiers.

Let the Imperial Army of the Great Japanese Empire be as brave as the enemy.

Jiro Maeda has told this story many times, but few have been able to understand his true purpose.

Mashiko Shigeo was able to react quickly enough that he was a smart person.

Zhang Xiucai, who was eavesdropping outside, reached into his bosom and grabbed the dagger.

Hearing the two men with beastly faces inside discussing the warrior comrades who tortured and killed them, he wished he could rush in and stab them immediately.

This kind of bastard, killing one counts as one, and staying in the world is unfair to others.

However, the following conversation made him hold back his killing intent and decided to listen for a while.

"Yi Zijun, speaking of it, it is a very old-fashioned way to infiltrate people under your command into the Eighth Route.

I've tried that too, without much success.They are often identified before they enter.

I'm curious, the censorship mechanism of Balu is extremely strict, how did you succeed? "

Facing General Maeda's inquiry, Mashiko Shigeo felt the pressure.

He exposed this in the meeting in order to get out of the way.

Although it was as expected, it gained the attention of many people, such as the opportunity to invite General Maeda to drink.

But he has to bear the bitter consequences.

In order to protect the spies who break into the enemy's interior, the fewer people who know the better, the safer the spies will be.

However, refusing to answer will undoubtedly offend people, and Mashiko Shigeo's previous efforts will be wasted in vain.

After hesitating for a moment, he still chose his own future.

"General Maeda, it is impossible to disclose information to the enemy."

Mashiko Shigeo comforted himself, mainly introducing the reasons for his success in detail.

The spy who was more interested in the Chinese than the Chinese had a little luck and met the right opportunity.

Maeda Jiro listened to him talking about the cause and effect, and kept nodding, appreciating Mashiko Shigeo more and more.

It is easier said than done to put the spies into the Eight Routes.Otherwise he wouldn't have failed.

Zhang Xiucai, who was eavesdropping outside, suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He heard a remarkable piece of information!

It is unbelievable that the enemy sent spies inside them.

It was that time when the three regiments attacked the prisoner camp...

Zhang Xiucai has no desire to kill the two people inside at all now, and it is urgent to pass this important information back.

Everything else has to make way for that.

Otherwise, the longer the spies lurking in the heart of our army, the more uncontrollable consequences they will cause.

"Then how many people did you successfully send in?" Maeda Jiro asked curiously, which also aroused Zhang Xiucai's curiosity.

While he was listening intently, a Japanese woman in a red kimono walked up to him and asked gently, "Sir, sir, what do you need?"

Zhang Xiucai was taken aback and almost pulled out the knife from his arms.

However, seeing that the woman who asked the question was a waiter, he slowly let go of the knife, pretending to be lost and said, "I seem to have gone wrong, where is the box in Bichun Garden?"

The woman didn't know that she had walked through the gate of hell, she didn't think too much, and took the initiative to help Zhang Xiucai lead the way: "Sir, this way, please follow me."

The movement outside has aroused Mashiko Shigeo's vigilance, especially the information he just revealed is extremely critical.

After apologizing, he opened the partition of the box, and he directly chased after her.

"and many more."

Zhang Xiucai stopped slowly, he had already recognized that this was the Japanese in the box who had revealed key information just now.

He caught up, could he have found me?
Do you want to draw your sword and fight him?

No, it is impossible to hide the action in broad daylight, and it is bound to arouse the vigilance and reaction of the enemy.

At that time, not only will his information not be passed on, but it will also affect other people and prevent them from collecting information.

Several thoughts flipped in my mind, it was just a matter of a moment.

Zhang Xiucai still decided to stay the same in response to all changes, and turned around slowly, facing him directly.

"Sorry, are you calling me?"

A mouthful of fluent Japanese with a taste of Kyoto immediately dispelled two worries from Mashiko Shigeo.

He pretended to inquire: "Yes, what were you going to do just now, maybe there is something I can help with."

The attitude of the enemy made Zhang Xiucai feel relieved. It seems that he has not been exposed yet.

So he calmly took out the lie that he had made up a long time ago, saying that he went to the toilet and couldn't find his private room when he came back.

"Please forgive me if this has caused you trouble."

Zhang Xiucai remembered the captain's instructions, hated him to death, but on the surface he was extremely polite, and bowed deeply.

Damn, I'm bowing to the dead.

Thinking about it like this made me feel a lot better, and the smile on my face that came from my heart became more pure.

Mashiko Shigeo kept staring, and when Zhang Xiucai really walked into another box, he reluctantly believed his words, thinking that he was worrying too much.

He turned around and went back to the box to continue to accompany General Maeda Jiro. If he wanted to make progress, he must meet a few big men who could talk, and at critical moments, he said a word, which was worth a hundred words to others.

Zhang Xiucai, who got rid of the enemy, returned to the box and found himself in a cold sweat. He didn't care about other things, and explained the important information he had heard to Wang Gensheng in a low voice.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

Wang Gensheng was taken aback by the news he received, and he didn't care about other tasks, so he made a decisive decision immediately.

"You must have aroused the other party's suspicion, so what are you thinking about, just withdraw."

Facts have proved that this decision is extremely correct.

Not long after the two left in a hurry, Mashiko Shigeo, who had a suspicious attack, still felt uneasy, so he came over again, wanting to inquire about something.

When he found that the person was gone, he hurriedly asked the surrounding waiters.

Knowing that the other party left in a hurry, Mashiko Shigeo knew that something must be wrong, turned his head back to the box to find General Maeda Jiro, and explained his guess.

"General, I must find them, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Maeda Jiro naturally knew the joints involved, and if something really happened, he would not be able to get rid of the responsibility, so he agreed wholeheartedly:
"I will immediately order the city to be closed. Not a single mouse can leave the city. You must find that man."

(End of this chapter)