The secret war is silent

Murakami Keisaku's face was dark.

Behind him were a group of Japanese officers, all of whom were silent, and some did not even dare to raise their heads.

If it hadn't been for the whistleblower from the puppet regiment that fled to Yicheng, he probably wouldn't have known until now that the 231st Regiment stationed at the Pumpkin Shop was almost completely wiped out.

Another thing that made him feel incredible was that more than half of the officers above the rank of the 231st Wing Squadron were missing.

Moreover, no one can be seen alive, and no body can be seen dead.

This was what made him feel extremely embarrassed. If these people were broken into pieces, at least it would prove their stupidity and incompetence.

But if they are captured collectively...

Lieutenant General Murakami, the division commander, felt that his military career might end immediately. The men he led were all such a bunch of waste.

Chief of Staff Colonel Yamazaki Masao came over: "Division Commander, we initially judge that the battle that took place in the pumpkin shop last night was a carefully designed incident of internal and external collusion!"

"Nani, there is collusion between the inside and outside, Yamazaki-kun, please think before you speak." Lieutenant General Murakami said with a murderous look.

Yamazaki Masao's heart skipped a beat, but he still said bravely: "Based on the traces left at the scene and the testimony of the surviving soldiers of the 231st Regiment, my subordinates determined that this was indeed an incident of internal and external collusion. !”

Lieutenant General Murakami gritted his teeth and said that collusion between the inside and outside was more embarrassing to him than the capture of Takehiko Yokoyama and other Japanese officers.

"To be specific, it is very likely that the baggage train that came from Zhongxiang to deliver supplies to us mutinied."

"Oh?" Lieutenant General Murakami was slightly startled. As long as the problem does not lie within himself, then it will be fine.

"Division commander, the baggage team was ambushed by the Chinese Army in Tianjiaji the afternoon before yesterday and was trapped in a village called Liujiazhai. Immediately, Major Maeda, who led the team, sent us a request for help telegram. The division headquarters ordered the 231st Regiment to send reinforcements. Troops and reinforcements were led by Major Miyazaki of the First Battalion. They were ambushed by the 38th China Army near Banqiaodian..." Colonel Masao Yamazaki said.

"So it means that Major Maeda of the baggage train team has defected to the China Army. Is this possible?" Lieutenant General Murakami asked sharply.

"According to my subordinates, Major Maeda may not have defected to the China Army. He was seriously injured and was carried to the Pumpkin Shop. Then our military doctor performed an operation on him. However, both the military doctor and Major Maeda were taken by the China Army. gone!"

"Who is that? Don't tell me, is the entire baggage train unit mutinied?" Lieutenant General Murakami had a complete attack. This result was not something he could accept. Not only could he not accept it, but the superiors probably wouldn't accept it either. This is ridiculous. .

All the officers lowered their heads one by one. None of them could answer this question, and they couldn't answer it.

"Zhuansheng, you explain!" Lieutenant General Murakami glanced at the face of one of them. He was the one who told himself last night that it was just an ordinary night attack by the Chinese Army, nothing big.

This was not a big deal, but the result was that an entire regiment was wiped out, and many officers below the regiment leader also disappeared collectively.

No, this was either missing, killed, or captured.

Staff Officer Zhuansheng said with a grimace: "Hai, your Excellency, the division commander, I think it's possible that the Chinese are disguised as a baggage train..."

"Asshole, this is simply nonsense. Do you think the Chinese people have the courage and ability to deceive so many of us?" Lieutenant General Murakami said angrily.

Staff Officer Zhuansheng let out a miserable cry, lowered his head, and did not dare to speak. Just now, Lieutenant General Murakami didn't slap him twice on the spot, which was already a sign of respect.

"What, you're not talking anymore?"

Nonsense, whoever speaks at this time will be in trouble. Whoever speaks is a fool. If you say something wrong, you will be scolded. If you say something right, there will be no good end.

Anyway, the joke that the 39th Division will become the entire 11th Army is certain, and the news has not spread yet.

But for such a big thing, can the Chinese not do their best to publicize it?

Any fool knows what kind of storm is coming.

Lieutenant General Murakami's face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water. How should he report this matter? If he couldn't report it truthfully, he would never get any benefits.

We must shirk responsibility, but how can we shirk responsibility?

Forget it, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Since there is a ready-made person to take the blame, it is the only one.

"Record it..."

In the history of the Anti-Japanese War, the most incredible scene occurred. A Japanese army baggage convoy actually "mutinated" after arriving at its destination, took many imperial army officers hostage, and surrendered to the Chinese army.

…

At the same time, the headquarters of the Fifth War Zone Commander in Shangyuan Village had a different scene, when Li De received a joint telegram from Luo Yao and Huang Weigang, commander of the 38th Division.

He was so excited that he danced happily regardless of his status: "Xue Cun, wake up everyone and come to the war room. I want to announce a big happy event!"

"Yes, Mr. De!" Huang Xuecun was also overjoyed. Luo Yao's seemingly impossible "revenge" plan had actually succeeded.

It’s incredible, how they did it, the process must be extremely thrilling and exciting.

Looking back, he must go to him in person to learn more about it.

"Also, send a telegram to Shancheng immediately and tell Mr. Jiang the news, so that he will be happy too!"

"yes!"

After saying that, Li De suddenly started humming a tune from his hometown in the office. Such a victory was too timely for the Fifth War Zone.

The Fifth War Zone is in great need of such a morale-boosting victory. This is simply timely rain.

…

It's time to part ways.

Luo Yao held Huang Weigang's hand and said: "Commander Huang, we don't want weapons or other supplies, but I have to take away the things collected from the 231st Wing. Don't mind."

"I don't mind, brother Fang, what did you say? These were originally captured by you. We have got enough. This time we can avenge the old commander. Thanks to your strategizing, brother Fang. On behalf of all the officers and men of the 33rd Group Army, I Salute to you!"

"Master Huang's words are serious. General Zhang is also an anti-Japanese national hero that I admire. It's my duty to do something for him." Luo Yao said hurriedly, "However, the Japanese army will probably retaliate against you next. Mr. Huang, I still recommend that you avoid it first."

"I understand that the loss of a regiment will seriously weaken the Japanese 39th Division, but it may also drive it crazy. I will not confront it head-on." Huang Weigang said, "After this battle, our 38th Division can be regarded as a shotgun. Well, if we really fight, we won’t necessarily lose.”

"Well, let's see you again!"

"goodbye!"

Waving goodbye, Luo Yao led the first battalion of the special agent regiment and embarked on the journey back to Laohekou.

When we came, it was fully loaded, and when we went back, it was almost fully loaded, but no one died.

Of course there were injuries, which was considered a miracle.

Of course, there are also dozens of Japanese officers taken away from the 231st Regiment Wing Headquarters. The biggest one is naturally the commander of the 231st Regiment, Colonel Takehiko Yokoyama.

Although this guy woke up, he was still dazed. He was so drunk that he fell asleep and became a prisoner of the Chinese army. He was stripped of his clothes and tied behind his back.

Looking around, there are all familiar faces, which makes people feel overwhelmed.

He was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to hit him to death.

It's a pity that since he has become a prisoner, how can he be allowed to die easily? How difficult is it to capture a Japanese captain?

Takehiko Yokoyama is not an idiot. He recalled what happened last night in his mind, and based on other people's descriptions, some people didn't drink much and woke up earlier. Some even witnessed what happened.

The man named Miyamoto who came back with Major Miyazaki turned out to be Chinese in disguise, and the baggage train he brought back were all disguised as Chinese troops.

This is inviting the wolf into the house!

Major Miyazaki was also among the captured people, so he was scolded by a group of angry Japanese officers.

"Noisy, what are you arguing about? I heard you arguing randomly along the way. You are all prisoners. Don't you know your identity?"

Yang Fan was responsible for watching over these Japanese officers along the way. He had long been impatient. If he had known better, he would have stuffed stinky socks into their mouths.

If Luo Yao hadn't agreed.

"Come down, make it easier. Don't pee in your pants then. Hurry up. If you want to die, just run. It depends on whether you can run faster or my gun is faster!" During the break, the car stopped and all the prisoners were taken away. Escort the car.

"I want to see your commander!" Takehiko Yokoyama got out of the car and shouted loudly, still in Chinese.

Not far away, under a simple tent, Luo Yao and Gao Xingyun were sitting under the tent, boiling water and making tea.

After running all morning, we have entered the control area of ​​the fifth theater. It is basically safe, so naturally we are not in such a hurry.

The team also needs to take a break and eat some food before heading on the road. They just need to get back before dark.

"Tiger, bring the man named Takehiko Hengshan here." Luo Yao heard this, waved to Yang Fan and shouted.

Yang Fan nodded and personally escorted Takehiko Yokoyama toward the tent.

"Miyamoto..." Takehiko Yokoyama's eyes instantly turned red when he saw Luo Yao, and he rushed forward with a desperate look.

But Yang Fan had been guarding against this move for a long time. Before he could start, he was kicked to the ground and fell to his knees.

The ground here was not soft soil, but stones, which were extremely hard. Takehiko Yokoyama had experienced this kind of pain, and he screamed in an instant.

"Be honest, you're already a prisoner, don't you think so?" Yang Fan kicked him in the back again.

At this time, Takehiko Yokoyama's face suddenly hit the ground, his forehead was instantly scratched, and blood flowed out.

If Yang Fan used more force, this guy might be disfigured.

"Baga..."

"Okay, Tiger, help him up." Luo Yao gave a faint order. Takehiko Yokoyama's hands were tied behind his back, and he was lying on the ground, unable to use any strength and unable to stand up.

Yang Fan walked over, grabbed Takehiko Yokoyama by the back of his neck, and lifted him up. Takehiko Yokoyama was short and lean, as if he was lifting a chicken.

"Takehiko Yokoyama, if you want to tell me anything, you can say it." Luo Yao sat on the horse and glanced at Takehiko Yokoyama.

"Don't you think what you did last night is despicable?" Takehiko Yokoyama stood up, tilted his neck and asked.

"Despicable, soldiers have deceitful ways. How can I say despicable? This is not a fair competition between two warriors in the ring. Takehiko Yokoyama, are you out of your mind?" Luo Yao sneered, "As far as I know, you guys We often use puppet troops to disguise themselves as us, deceive the people's trust, and then burn, kill, and loot. Are there not enough people doing this kind of thing?"

"That's not a warrior of the Japanese Empire!"

"You mean, it's fine as long as you're not Japanese, right?" Luo Yao was amused by Takehiko Yokoyama's shameless logic.

"Yes, if you are on the battlefield upright, you are no match for us!" Takehiko Yokoyama said loudly.

"Brother Gao, is Takehiko Hengshan's mind confused by alcohol, and he can still say such shameless words?" Luo Yao said to Gao Xingyun.

"The Japanese have always been so shameless. Brother Fang, did you know this on the first day?" Gao Xingyun chuckled.

"Takehiko Yokoyama, stop messing around with me here. Whether you are a prisoner of war or a corpse is just a matter of my words. Put away your shameless face."

Takehiko Yokoyama's expression changed: "I am a prisoner of war. You must give me the most basic human rights treatment in accordance with the Geneva Prisoner of War Treaty."

"What nonsense is the Geneva Prisoner of War Treaty? Did Japan sign it?" Luo Yao sneered.

"Well……"

Takehiko Yokoyama remembered that Japan did not sign this treaty.

"We didn't sign it either."

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