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Section 381

Section 381

"Masato Takahashi!" After chewing all the steamed buns, they continued to fill them into their mouths.

"So Mr. Gao, you...?!" As soon as the interrogator took notes and took the other party's name, he heard a voice coming from the auditor's room next door with a faint murderous aura: "It should be the surname Takahashi!"

"What, Japanese!?" The two guards who were leaning against the gun behind the rectangular table of the interrogation room pulled out the mull gun in a conditioned manner. The black muzzle made the prisoners in the cage, which were about to reach out to grab another steamed bun, shook their hands, and quickly shrank back. The force was too strong and they lost their balance. They all fell back and fell back to the ground in a mess, and they stepped back a few steps against the wall, trembling.

"It's okay, put away the gun." The female interrogator stopped the almost fire incident. It was impossible to make any tricks when such a solid iron bar was closed.

All patriotic Chinese people are extremely hating the Japanese. The various crimes of human and god-indulgence committed by the Japanese army on the land of China have already made China and Japan irreconcilable and never ended. The guards seemed to want to eat people and stared at the Japanese in the cage with vicious eyes, and slowly took the gun back. If the interrogator had not been worried that he would have been in front of him, he would have shot and killed the dog god.

Li Wei, who was in the audit room next door, slowly inserted the pulled out fighting spike back. Like those guards, they all had a conditioned reflex killing intention towards the Japanese.

"Masato Takahashi, your position?! What are you here for us?" Since he is a Japanese, the female interrogator's tone was not as polite as before.

The Japanese man named Masashi Takahashi looked carefully at the Eighth Route Army outside the iron cage, slowly lifted up the stool, and sat down properly. Jade Master stumbled: "I am the captain of the 6th Squadron of the 8th Squadron of the Third Brigade of the Fourth Mixed Brigade, with a military rank. I have no malice when I come here. Really, I don't want to fight. I am just a teacher. I don't want to kill anyone. I want to go back to Japan. A few days ago, I secretly left the army, but later I got lost and was caught by the villagers and sent here."

At the end of the day, Takahashi was covering his face and unwilling to continue talking. His previous experience seemed to be a painful memory for him.

Masato Takahashi speaks Chinese very fluently. If he hadn't listened carefully, it would be difficult to hear Japanese accents. The interrogators were also from the Japanese comrades who left. They were unique to Japanese speaking Chinese with verbal words. Li Wei, who was used to watching movies and TV, was particularly sensitive to Japanese accents and Japanese accents. If ordinary people were not careful, they might have mistakenly thought it was a dialect from somewhere.

Regarding the captain of the Japanese lieutenant who claimed to be a small runaway, the interrogator asked about the information of Takahashi Masashi almost without much effort. However, whether it was true or not, it still needs to be verified. After all, if it was an ordinary Japanese soldier, it would be a bit credible. But if it was a squad leader, it would have to be based on the results of the on-site investigation. The captain of the Japanese army said it was big or small, at least it was considered a Japanese officer. The Japanese officer ran away from it. This would probably cause a big storm in the central Hebei region. The Japanese army, who claimed to have a long-term military movement, was a big shame.

Because Takahashi was cooperating and had a good attitude during the interrogation, before the official investigation results came out, he did not keep the prisoners and were kept by the two soldiers, and they participated in the political study class of the third company every day. The 12th District Team was not afraid of him escaping. One of the two soldiers was the fourth company and the other was the fifth company. They had a complete range of troops in close combat and long attacks, so it was not that easy to be clever.

At the regular month-earth meeting, Li Wei asked the third company commander Chen Jiayao, "Is that little Japanese Takahashi telling the truth?! I see that boy is pretending to be a grandson. Do I want me to help interrogate?! Hey, hey, if I fall into my hand, even if I pretend to be a grandson, I can let him tell the truth." Li Wei pinched the fist in his hand and made a crackling sound.

"You?! Forget it, you want to violate discipline again?!" Chen Jiayao glanced at Li Wei like an old hen looking at the weasel, and said alertly: "Your fourth company commander cannot worry about it. Takahashi Masato's information is true."

It is undeniable that Li Wei was a tiger general on the battlefield, and he was loyal to the country and the nation, but he was also indifferent to the gold and no one was perfect. Some of Li Wei's bad habits really made other comrades very criticized. In "Three Disciplines and Eight Notes", Li Wei has never abide by the "Eighth Route Army" since he entered the Eighth Route Army, "The Eighth No abuse of prisoners, no beatings and scoldings, no searching for his pockets."

The Japanese devils who had been brainwashed by Bushido were mentally insane. This kind of non-violent and uncooperative abuse had almost never been precedent in the base area. All the comrades in the 11th Division were also extremely cautious about the words that God knew how to think of in Li Wei's mind that could drive people crazy. They even regarded Li Wei as the enemy of the interrogation industry. Whether it was to examine people or be tried, even the neurasthenia of the Japanese interrogation officers was tortured is enough to prove everything.

"Sister Jiayao, how can you say this as an excellent revolutionary soldier? It seems that I am just a disaster. Could it be that I am not as good as a Japanese devil captor? Woooo, it hurts my heart and self-esteem!" Li Wei pretended to wipe his eyes with a sad face.

Although in the eyes of comrades, there is no difference between Japanese invaders and animals, it doesn't matter how many people die. Just think of a cat or dog, the district team is not willing to let Li Wei have too much contact with the prisoners. This is entirely for the sake of the prisoners. In the past, Japanese prisoners were almost never to endure when they fell into Li Wei's hands. Just like a weasel could not force an old hen to hide their eggs, the possibility of Li Wei driving the prisoners crazy is too great. Few people can withstand Li Wei's strange words, and the interrogation work is basically inseparable from Li Wei.

Wang Bao and several other company commanders looked elsewhere, as if they didn't see Li Wei. Sometimes they really couldn't stand Li Wei's virtue. They were not like a fighting hero-like revolutionary warrior, they were clearly a scoundrel.

He really opened a dyeing workshop with three points of color. No, before Li Zi gave him a color, the dyeing workshop opened. Chen Jiayao gave Li Wei annoyedly blank: "I think you don't make trouble. If it falls into your hands, what else can we play in our three-in-one? We can't even catch the rest."

Wang Bao jumped out in time to change the topic, coughed a few times, saying, "After meetings, the district team has different divisions of labor, Comrade Li Wei should not interfere with the third company's work." He generally did not dare to be serious with Li Wei. Li Wei's modern fallacies are really unbearable. Li Wei's confusion is just a matter of black and white.

"Brother Bao, do you think so too?" Li Wei threw himself on the table, sat upright as if nothing had happened, and said seriously and seriously: "Start the meeting now! Please give Wang Bao District captain a speech."

Puchi!~The young soldier who was the conference record couldn't help laughing. Usually, the company commanders were busy with work seriously, and it was rare to see such scenes of joking with each other.

Wang Bao's mouth twitched, but he held back his laughter but his stomach was cramping. When Li Wei made such a fuss, the difference between the positions within the district team was suddenly like he was broken up, as if he was back when he was working together without distinction.

"Now the Japanese are very jealous of us. They dare not move openly, but will only come secretly. This time there is a defection in the Japanese squad leader. The Japanese who have always been faced will definitely not be able to swallow this." Wang Bao followed Li Wei's words and introduced the meeting to the topic, saying: "This time it was just the Japanese squad leader Takahashi Masashi who had no fighting spirit. Villager Hu Guihua caught him so easily. If he had been a more vicious Japanese soldier, it would be very likely to pose a great threat to the lives and property of the people. I think the ordinary people currently lack the ability to protect themselves for scattered soldiers and brave men in the base area. If they encounter those despicable desperados who are careless, Aunt Hu's behavior will be too dangerous."

Li Wei heard it a little familiar, and unconsciously said, "Terrorists?!"

Wang Bao was stunned when he heard the new term that Li Wei unconsciously appeared, and then said, "Terrorists?! Well, the word proposed by Li Wei is appropriate. We can also call those who enter the base area, specifically harm the masses in my base area, create a panic atmosphere, and alienate the relationship between the Eighth Route Army and the masses, circulate them." He took out a document from his hand and passed it to Kang Yang, a company commander next to him, and continued, "At present, several bloody cases of ordinary people being killed in nearby base areas. After investigation, these people have not had conflicts or enemies with others. It can be said that someone is deliberately creating a bloody case to spread a panic atmosphere, causing the masses to resent the troops that protect themselves, and then create opposition, which is unfavorable to the unity within the base area."

Wang Bao stopped his words, and no one around him made any noise. I am afraid he was still digesting Wang Bao's words. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such shameless people. Only the Japanese could do the massacre in the Nanjing Massacre has not been in the past few years, and the corpses of 300,000 Chinese compatriots were still crying. In North China, the Japanese army wanted to retain the grain production areas to supply their own military supplies, and generally did not cause massacres at will. Due to the rise of guerrillas and local armed forces, they are now turning to use insidious means to create terror.

"Counter-terrorism, we must counter-terrorism!" The first company commander Kang Yang was trembling with the paper recording several bloody cases in the neighboring base area, and said gritting his teeth: "You have to be soldiers from all over the country, and you must not let these dogs go." The methods of the murder in the several bloody cases were outrageous, and Kang Yang's breath became chaotic, and the paper in his hand was passed to the deputy company commander Lai Xiong next to him. Lai Xiong's expression quickly became exactly the same as Kang Yang.
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