Section 301

At noon the next day, more than a dozen bicycles rode close to the gate of the Japanese military camp with ringtones. They braked at the door post and jumped off the bicycles with people wearing white coats and black trousers and carrying box cannons.

"The personnel of the 7th Battalion of the 1417 Special Service Team in Shijiazhuang were ordered to report." One of them took out an envelope and handed it to the sentry.

"Yo Xi! Mine, go and report first! You can wait!" The sentry opened the envelope and saw that the seal was correct, so he nodded.

There was a knock outside the prison warden's office door.

"Please come in!" Sakurai Eizakumasato discussed the Eighth Route Army personnel arrested this time and said with Yamada Ryoo.

"Report! The people from the 1417 Special Service Team are here!"

"Let them come in!" Sakurai Eisaku and Yamada Ryoo breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The people who could solve the problem finally came. The Japanese version of "The Big Sword Knife on the Heads of the Devils" was each in the morning, noon and evening. They were having a headache and wondering what to do with the troublemaker who should be caught.

More than a dozen people from the Seventh Battalion of the 1417 Special Forces Team that arrived in Renqiu County, led by sentries, entered the prison in the military camp.

"Sir Sakurai, Lord Yamada!" Duan Tengyama, the captain of the 7th Brigade of the 1417 Special Services, took the lead in bowing to Sakurai Eizusaki and Yamada Ryoo. Although they had their own requests, in the hearts of Chinese spies, at any time, the Japanese were higher than those of them, even if they were ordinary Japanese soldiers, they had to lower their waists honestly.

In the warden's office, Sakurai Eizaki took out the list of the people captured this time and the first interrogation record.

"Well, the liaison officer of the Eighth Route Army! Lord Sakurai, Lord Yamada, you are an important figure in the Eighth Route Army this time." Duan Guishan looked through the information handed over by Major Sakurai.

"Ma Simao! Humph! Little Xiami!" Seeing the information of the little person who is not very valuable, Duan Guishan skipped it directly.

"Well, Li Wei! Isn't it just an ordinary platoon leader of the Eighth Route Army? How could you not be able to suppress it?!" Duan Guishan was a little surprised. He didn't know how many Eighth Route Army people caught and tried it, and he didn't see many people who could make the local prison helpless. However, he still felt familiar with the name Li Wei!

A young man next to Duan Guishan changed his face and exclaimed in disrespect: "What! Li Wei?!"

"Baga! Who are you?! How dare you shout!" Major Eizusa Sakurai suddenly rushed over in anger and slapped him directly in the face, causing the young man to stagger back. After being howled by Li Wei yesterday, he became extremely sensitive to the voice, and the young man's voice made him very unhappy.

It seems that people who have been injured by Li Wei Jiutian Long Yin's breath will leave this sequelae, but there is no right medicine. They can only be sanitized for a while before they can be gradually eliminated.

The young man covered his face and was about to have an attack, but Duan Guishan pulled it back hard and was pulled tightly by several other spies. The anger of any Japanese was not something Duan Guishan and his son could bear.

Somewhat surprised the Japanese were inexplicably angry. Duan Guishan quickly bowed again and apologized with a smile: "I'm very sorry, this is my dog ​​son Acheng! I feel very sorry for scaring the adults, please calm down." His son was beaten up and he felt unhappy, but the one who took action was the Japanese. In front of the Japanese, the Chinese were not even as good as a dog. He could only suppress his dissatisfaction and please the Japanese. His fault was his fault, and the Japanese fault was also his fault.

He looked at his colleagues with a strange look, not understanding where Major Sakurai got his anger, or the young man did something wrong, but Yamada Ryoo still didn't stand up and said justice. He thought the same as Duan Guishan, just hit a Chinese man, and even if he accidentally hits a dog, there is no need to apologize to the dog.

Hearing Duan Guishan's humble look, Sakurai Ei glanced at Duan Cheng with a arrogant look, and snorted coldly, not continuing to pursue the matter.

Duan Cheng, who was slapped inexplicably, was full of anger but had nowhere to vent. He lowered his head and did not dare to let the Japanese see the anger on his face. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and breathed in a hurry. He was so angry that he left a lesson for himself at Sakurai Ei's rough and irritable attitude.

"Son, what did you think just now?" Duan Guishan turned his head and looked at his son Duan Cheng in confusion. Since he followed him, his son's behavior has been quite satisfying. He knows his son's temperament well and knows that his son will not exclaim for no reason.

"Dad, let me see!" Duan Cheng took the information from his father's hand. When the word Li Wei was spit out from his mouth, it almost seemed like a bolt from the blue. He knew Li Wei's combat effectiveness. If he had not paid a huge price, it would be almost impossible to capture Li Wei. Duan Chengzhen couldn't believe that Li Wei was in this prison. He would rather believe that he was a person with the same name and surname.

"What's wrong?! Ah Cheng! Are you sick?!" Duan Guishan saw Duan Cheng's trembling abnormality and said in a concerned tone, perhaps because he was scared by Major Sakurai just now.

Duan Cheng glanced over the interrogation record and murmured, "Brother Wei! It's really Brother Wei!" The characteristics displayed on the trial record are 90% similar to Brother Wei he knew. Although Duan Cheng betrayed the Eighth Route Army, the least he dared to face is Li Wei, Wang Bao, Chen Jiayao and Political Commissar Wang. The brotherhood he had at the beginning was something he could not forget in this life.

"Brother Wei?! Oh, I remembered it. It turned out that it wasn't one of your brothers in the Third Regiment of the 115th Division!" Duan Guishan suddenly remembered something and suddenly realized that his son was so excited that his friendship with the gun was the deepest.

"This Li Wei, hum! I have never seen the Eighth Route Army who is more hateful than him. He can't whip and sings a song to hit the Imperial Army. His voice is so loud that he is terrible. During the interrogation, he still says that he gets double wages, pension insurance, nonsense, and crazy." When talking about Li Wei's name, Eizusa Sakurai was so angry that he hated him so much that he was itchy.

Ryoo Yamada also nodded. He regretted that he had caught such a troublemaker. On the way back, his soldiers were ruined by that kid.

"I'm afraid what he said is true! As far as I know, when I was in the Third Group, Brother Wei did receive double allowances, pension insurance, etc. I have never heard of them before, and I think there are probably some." Duan Cheng's face did not have a look of unsurprising, but it was exchanged for the shocked expressions of Sakurai Eisaku and Yamada Ryoo.

"Acheng, you remember correctly!" Duan Guishan frowned. Not to mention the platoon leader-level personnel who enjoyed double military salaries in the Eighth Route Army, not to mention the Eighth Route Army, even the National Army, or even the Japanese and puppet troops, had never heard of it.

"Besides being a soldier of the Third Regiment, Brother Wei is the technical consultant of Huang Yadong Arsenal!" Duan Cheng lowered his head and his voice turned low. After being turned into the spy brigade by his father, his destiny was already tied to the Japanese, and he completely drew a line with Li Wei and the others. Even if he didn't say it now, I believe his father could find out. In order to maintain his position in front of the Japanese, he had to betray his former friends.

"What mud!" Sakurai Eizaki and Yamada Ryoo jumped up at the same time. I remember that the 222nd Regiment, known as the "Iron and Steel Gangmu", of the elite 36th Division, was crippled in the Eighth Route Army in the battle of Huangyadong Arsenal. It is considered that the arsenal, which is the lifeline of the Eighth Route Army in the Taihang Mountains, has always been strictly guarded and can catch the technical consultant of the Eighth Route Army Arsenal! It is almost a super big fish. Compared with the Eighth Route Army liaison officer, he fell from the position of the big fish to only be worthy of a cat fish.

"Congratulations to Sakurai Eizusaki and Yamada Ryoo!" Duan Guishan bowed a little, and could see that the two Japanese people of Sakurai Eizusaki and Yamada Ryoo would definitely be rewarded by superiors, and they would definitely benefit from it.

"Yo Xi!" Sakurai Eizaki and Yamada Ryoo looked at each other, and the joy of being about to be promoted and wealthy appeared on their faces.

Duan Cheng wanted to say something, but he just sighed heavily in his heart and swallowed the words he said. It seemed that these two Japanese had not seen Li Wei's real terrible things, and were still calculating Li Wei's advantage. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not act, but Brother Wei is definitely not a gentleman or a good man and a woman. I'm afraid that he must have some plans now. Yes, according to Brother Wei's personality, it was definitely intentional, otherwise he really couldn't think of anyone who could trap him, Hum! Sakurai, Yamada, you two guys will continue to laugh, see what kind of terrible existence you caught back. It is rumored that last year, the loss of combat effectiveness of nearly a thousand elite soldiers of the 36th Division lost their combat effectiveness, but Brother Wei alone caused it. With a slap just now, you Japanese must let you taste Brother Wei's power.

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on Duan Cheng's face, but it was full of flattering and respectful smiles. In the past two years, with the old man Duan Guishan, he was close to the ink, and Duan Cheng also learned to make a smooth accident and put on a hypocritical mask.

In the evening, Li Wei was half-dozed and was locked in the cell. He was so bored. Apart from practicing qigong and singing, he could only doze off to pass the time. Suddenly, the iron door of the cell was opened with a bang. The prison translator walked in under the protection of the soldiers.

"Li Weijun, congratulations!" The translator who never gave Li Wei a good face showed extraordinary enthusiasm.

"You are a fool! The identification is completed!" Li Wei glanced at the translator and said angrily.

As if he had not heard Li Wei's words, the translator had no angry expression on his face and bowed to continue, "Master Sakurai invites Li Weijun to the banquet!"

"Is there any rule that you should let others hungry for two days when you invite someone to dinner?!" Li Wei was upset. He didn't get in for two days, and no one would feel good. The more he looked at the dog translator, the more he felt that this guy was owed. This guy must be the prototype of the dog translation in Xiaobing Zhang Ga's movie who eats watermelon and doesn't pay for money. It must be.
Chapter completed!