Chapter 270: Wasted Expression

Zhang Yong killed a Japanese invader in one round.

That Japanese invader was also unlucky. He was shot in the back.

The power of the machine pistol was quite strong. At a distance of only 20 to 30 metres, how could the Japanese invader withstand it?

After the sneak attack was successful, Zhang Yong immediately turned around and ran away.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Intermittent gunfire came from nearby.

Zhang Yong couldn't tell where the shots were coming from either. It seems like the red dots haven't decreased?

There are still two behind. But they haven't moved.

And there are four in front?

Huh?

Four? There are only four left?

Everyone else has been eliminated?

Oh, good. This shows that the people I brought with me are still very capable fighters.

They are all veterans.

Their marksmanship is absolutely excellent.

The remaining four Japanese soldiers also seem to be hiding and not moving. The gunfire immediately subsides again.

No one will fire indiscriminately.

If there is no clear target, whoever fires indiscriminately is committing suicide. Revealing one's position will result in death.

Zhang Yong studies the situation for a moment. He quietly waves Gangtou over.

He takes Gangtou back to the Yin residence. They go upstairs. They arrive at the room on the far west side of the third floor.

Perhaps there is a shooting angle here?

'See?' Zhang Yong points the target to Gang Tou, "behind that step.'

'I see a bit," Gang Tou nods.

The shooting angle is still very small.

But it can be tried. What if it works?

'Pop!'

A shot is fired immediately.

Sure enough, the Japanese soldier behind the step is shot and falls over.

Gang Tou quickly pulls the bolt. Reloads the gun.

'Pop!'

Another shot is fired.

The Japanese soldier is shot in the head. He then dies.

The red dot disappeared.

Another one down. Only three left.

Zhang Yong looked at the bolt-action rifle in Gangtou's hands. It seemed to be lacking a little something.

The most troublesome thing was having to pull the bolt back to reload. It was a waste of time.

If only it were a semi-automatic...

Currently, the only semi-automatic rifle with relatively mature technology in the world was the United States' Garand M1, commonly known as the Big Eight in later generations. Caliber 7.62 mm. Magazine capacity 8 rounds.

One of the most classic firearms for infantry in World War II. Even the most picky American soldiers praise it.

The other one is the Soviet SVT-40 semi-automatic rifle. It has a magazine capacity of ten rounds. Two more rounds than the Garand M1.

Is there any way to get some?

Get some semi-automatic rifles over here, so I can use them myself.

With a bolt-action rifle, I'm sure I can't shoot well on my own. But with a semi-automatic, it's different. You can shoot blindly.

You can pull the trigger continuously at the target, and eight bullets, or ten bullets, will all be emptied. The chance of hitting the target is greatly increased. This is definitely good news for him.

Right. Find a way. Get some Garands from the United States.

At this time, Garands actually have no market. Production is very low. I think they would be happy to export them. The United States also seems to have no restrictions on their export. Garand himself often goes abroad to dump them!

In a daze, he suddenly noticed that the three red dots on the front were retreating rapidly.

Huh? They can't beat us, so they're retreating?

No way! The Japanese are actually retreating? Not going to give us a boarder charge?

'Pang!'

'Pang!'

There were gunshots. He tried to beat the retreating enemy.

However, the Japanese retreating was very fast, and there was no shooting angle. In the end, the three Japanese soldiers still ran away.

The two Japanese soldiers behind them were motionless.

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

Zhang Yong's mouth curled up in a sneer. Good. It was her calling again. That was great. He would humiliate her properly.

He went down to the second floor. He answered the phone directly in the master bedroom.

'It's still me...' Zhang Yong said with a smug grin, "You only have five people left. Three of them fled in panic.'

'Haha!" On the other end of the line was indeed the mysterious woman.

'You are Kawashima Yoshiko...'

'Hah! I'm not that bitch! Don't you mention her to me!'

'Huh?'

Zhang Yong was stunned.

After all this time, the other party was not Kawashima Yoshiko?

What the hell...

You made me waste so many expressions.

I said, you are not Kawashima Yoshiko, why are you meddling? What's it got to do with you?

Get lost. Go somewhere cool!

"Hah...'

'Get lost! None of your business! Let Kawashima Yoshiko come!'

'Baka...'

'You're such a big idiot, just wasting people's lives. I'm embarrassed to have defeated you. Get lost! Send someone sensible.'

'Baka...'

'Of course, if you're a pretty girl, I'd be happy to oblige.'

'You... You're the one who fed Kawakami Kagami the line, aren't you? You're arrogant. I'd like to see how arrogant you are!'

'What? You're from the Special High Police too?'

'Baka!'

'Stop saying baka. You're not suited to this. Go back to your old job!'

'What's it to you?'

'The Special High Police will soon be annexed by the military police headquarters. At that time, the Special High Police will become a subordinate of the military. You will become a toy of the high-ranking military officers...'

'No way! You're talking nonsense!'

'Haha. It won't be long before your Special High School is swallowed up by the military. I'm putting my words on the table. If you don't believe me, we'll see in two years.'

Zhang Yong remained calm.

Talking about history with a time traveller like him? He wasn't afraid of death.

Do you really think your Special High School can spy on the military?

Nonsense!

Your Japanese military is a freak.

The Special High School was indeed set up to spy on the military. But this function was soon abandoned.

Because the Special High Court simply did not have the power to monitor the military.

There were so many people in the military, so fanatical, and some had power. And with the support of the emperor, how could you see it?

That is, in the puppet state of Manchukuo, bully the so-called anti-Japanese elements.

Later, as the Sino-Japanese War continued to expand, the personnel and capabilities of the Special High Court were unable to bully even the anti-Japanese elements. So the military took the opportunity to merge the Special High Court. Many of the original secret service agencies were attached to the name of the Special High Court. In this way, the Special High Court became dominated by the military, and the police system was forced to take a back seat.

The war lasted eight years. The Special High Court was dominated by the military. The officers were all Japanese soldiers.

However, after the unconditional surrender of the Japanese invaders, the police system once again rose to prominence and became the agency that monitored the Japanese army.

If Kamagawa knew that everything he was doing was just preparing the groundwork for someone else, I wonder how he would have felt? The police system was still weak in the face of the military!

I suddenly think of the 226th...

Haha, I'll have time to leak some information to Kamikawa Kagami.

It's possible to make the 226th Mutiny even more exciting...

'Also, immediately send someone to collect the bodies. One hundred taels of silver each. Otherwise,' Zhang Yong's threat was undisguised, 'I'll immediately invite the reporters and expose them all...'

'Baka...'

'Are you sending someone or not?'

'...tell your men not to shoot...'

'I will naturally not shoot if I get the money. But if there is no money...'

'You...'

The other person fell silent.

Zhang Yong then hung up.

He didn't give the other person time to think. He also didn't give the other person a chance to change their mind.

This was the situation.

There were still two Japanese soldiers behind him who hadn't retreated. It was likely that they hadn't received any orders.

Fine, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move either.

I'll just slowly wait them out. I haven't even finished my glass of wine yet...

Sit down. Continue to enjoy the wine.

At the same time, silently monitor the movements of the two red dots behind him. The two red dots still hadn't moved.

Half an hour later, a truck really did arrive.

Five Chinese got out. It was hard to tell their status. They might have been hired on a temporary basis.

The leader came straight to the door and handed over an envelope.

Zhang Yong opened the envelope. Fifteen silver banknotes. Each was 100 silver dollars in denomination. They were issued by the American bank in the concession.

Haha. Victory! The sneaky devils have to pay.

'Wang Qiang!'

'Here!'

'Go and take the bodies of the Japanese invaders out to them. Including this one.'

'Yes!'

Wang Qiang and the others get to work.

They carry the bodies of the Japanese invaders who have been killed away. It's like carrying rubbish.

The five Chinese men are expressionless. All the bodies are thrown in the back of the truck. The tarpaulin is lowered. Covering everything up. Then the truck drives off.

The whole time, no one speaks. It's like silent pantomime.

Zhou Wancan blinks.

Amazing...

The Japanese actually sent money!

They actually sent 1,500 taels of silver! The Japanese must be going crazy!

My God!

People die. And they have to send money.

What is this? A case of 'stealing a chicken but not losing a grain of rice'? It doesn't seem to be that simple.

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

The phone rang again.

Zhang Yong, holding a glass of red wine and feeling smug, lazily picked up the receiver.

How dare the other person call?

Shame on them!

'Captain Zhang, it's me.' It was the voice of Kamikawa Kagami.

'Oh, Miss Lin,' Zhang Yong was a little surprised, 'I didn't expect that Miss Lin would call here.'

'Zhang Yong, we promise that we will never touch the Tang family again.'

'Oh? What do you want to do?'

'Nothing. We just want you to pass on this message for us.'

'Can I trust you?'

'If there is a next time, I will come to you voluntarily and let you do whatever you want.'

'Miss Lin, it seems that your Special High School has no power to restrict the actions of the military. They won't listen to you either.'

'We will try our best.'

'Okay. Then I will help you convey this message. I hope you can do it.'

'Thank you! Goodbye!'

'Wait!'

Zhang Yong decided to throw a bomb at the other party.

There were still a few months until the February 26th Incident. It was good to deliberately spread some news to make the other party suspicious.

'What else does Captain Zhang have to teach?'

'Do you believe the First Division will rebel?'

'What?'

'If I were to say that in the near future, the First Division may launch a large-scale rebellion, would you believe it?'

'No way.'

'Do you think the death of Nagata Tetsuzan is over?'

'You...'

'That's all I have to say, think about it.'

'You...'

'Goodbye.'

Zhang Yong reached out and pressed the phone off. But he didn't immediately put the receiver down.

Heh heh. I wonder how Lin Xiaoyan will react when this news of mine becomes a reality a few months from now. It'll scare the hell out of her.

Come to think of it, what did Lin Xiaoyan mean earlier?

Scared?

Unlikely.

How could the Japanese invaders be scared when they were so fanatical?

If they failed this time, they would only become more fanatical. This is especially true of the various secret services.

However, it's not impossible to say that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is relatively calm.

In fact, the subsequent course of the War of Resistance Against Japan showed that the thing we Chinese were least afraid of was the Japanese invaders' fanaticism, and their claim that they would destroy China within three months. What we were really afraid of was Shigeru Ishihara's strategy: to completely digest the three northeastern provinces before moving on to northern China. After digesting northern China, they would move on to southern China. One step at a time. For each step, they set a deadline of 30 or 50 years.

This was a very vicious strategy.

Just look at Taiwan. It was occupied by the Japanese for 40 years and has been largely assimilated.

Later, the Hota detachment included many Taiwanese soldiers. They were just as fanatical as the Japanese invaders. Just as ruthless. Soldiers from the Korean peninsula simply considered themselves Japanese.

So Lin Xiaoyan was definitely not being kind-hearted.

They were just implementing a more calm and more secure invasion policy.

Objectively speaking, their strategy was more harmful.

Unfortunately, the military, whose minds were inflamed, could not control their own desires and eventually exploded gloriously.

In the rolling torrent of history, the role of the individual is really very weak.

At any time, they can be swept along, going with the flow.

All they can do is kill a few more Japanese invaders...

Suddenly, a thought occurred to him.

The Japanese invaders have made a move.