Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 1782 Each has a ghost!

Feng Baobao was untied and drank another glass of hot water. Only then did he feel better.But the body is still very weak.

He said: "Give me something to eat. I haven't eaten for two days and it's so cold here. You don't want to freeze me to death, right?"

Jingchun sneered and said, "You haven't said anything about the things I asked. This is quite a lot to ask for."

Feng Baobao quickly smiled and said, "Let's eat and ask questions at the same time. I'll just say whatever you ask me. Isn't that okay?"

Jingchun thought for a while and decided that there was no shortage of that meal, and then asked someone to go to the kitchen to bring two hot steamed buns to Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao took the steamed bun and ate it. He was too hungry and hadn't eaten anything for two days. That means he was in good health, otherwise he would have been unable to eat it at this time.

Jingchun asked at this time: "You should have seen the design drawings of the submachine gun, right?"

"En!"

Feng Baobao nodded repeatedly, while Jingchun continued to ask: "So what do you think of this drawing? You are the director of the arsenal, so you should have this kind of vision, right?"

Feng Baobao nodded again, and then said: "I have never seen such a submachine gun. This past imitation of the German MP18 submachine gun was not very successful because the process was complicated. And what about this submachine gun that the director gave me? Although I only have I took a quick look at it, but I think its craftsmanship is very simple.”

Jingchun thought for a moment after hearing this, and then asked: "Then what level do you think this submachine gun can reach if it is mass-produced?"

But at this time, Feng Baobao did not say anything, but stretched out his hand and said: "I'm not full, how about two more buns? It would be better if I have some wine."

"Tch, your requirements are quite high."

Jingchun cut it with disdain, then waved his hand and the man brought another plate of steamed buns, a plate of peanuts and edamame, a jar of braised rice and two bowls.

Jingchun also placed one in front of Feng Baobao, and then poured wine for Feng Baobao and said: "I think you are also a smart person, and you may also know what I want, so you just need to say more, at least in the next paragraph You will live a comfortable life during the time.”

After Feng Baobao took a sip of wine, he felt a lot more comfortable. Then he took another bun and ate it and said, "When you talk about smartness, am I a smart person? I'm just a fool. I thought I'd meet a fellow villager in a mountain city." Yes, and even drinking with others."

Jingchun smiled and said, "That man is already dead. He died when he left the city."

Feng Baobao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Haha, it's better to die. If you die, it will be over."

Jingchun retorted: "No, it's better for people to live. There is always hope for people alive. Come on, drink the wine in the bowl, and let's continue chatting."

Jingchun persuaded him to drink, but Feng Baobao looked at the wine in the bowl and cursed: "Wine, wine, you are really hurting me. My whole life is ruined by this wine!"

At this point, Feng Baobao became furious and threw the remaining half bowl of wine directly to the ground.

The sound of the wine bowl breaking was heard, and the three gun-wielding spies on the left and right were immediately startled. They all drew their guns and pointed them at Feng Baobao.

Jingchun immediately raised his hand to stop his men, but comforted him: "Haha, I know the pain in Mr. Feng's heart, but this drink will ruin things, but it can also make friends? To tell you the truth, our Empire of Japan, We are also lacking talents like you.”

Feng Baobao waved his hands and said: "What kind of talent am I? I am just a mediocre person who has been doing nothing all my life." Jingchun sneered, and then said: "Mr. Feng is too arrogant to belittle himself, because just relying on your eyesight can... Make a difference in our Imperial Japanese Army. For example, what do you think of that submachine gun?"

Feng Baobao thought for a while and felt that many things might not be hidden from the little devil in front of him.So in this case, I might as well lay a surprise for the little devil.Even if you are really dead, you can still trick the other party.

Thinking of this, Feng Baobao said: "This submachine gun is perfect, so to speak. If I get it to the factory for processing, it will soon be mass-produced and equipped with a large number of troops. Director Duanwu of the Economic Development Office also said the same . He asked me to go back and put it into production immediately, so that we would not have to buy German weapons and equipment at high prices.

And what happened next, I think you have guessed, is that the loss of this blueprint is more important than the city defense map, so there was a city-wide manhunt. Do you think I am right? "

Jingchun nodded frequently when he heard this, but if it was just Feng Baobao who said this, he might not believe it. After all, he has been in the industry for many years. If he can't tell the truth from the false, then his job as the leader of the special high school action team will be in vain. It’s been so many years.

First of all, Kitashirakawa Washi was so confident that he constantly used this to threaten the military, and the importance Kitashirakawa Washi attached to the submachine gun design drawings.

If this submachine gun design drawing is worthless, then no matter how Kitashirakawa Aoi threatens, I am afraid that the headquarters will not tolerate him. After all, this time the plan to steal the city defense map has failed.

The second thing is that Kitashirakawa did not show this drawing to anyone and carried it with him.

And if this drawing has no value, then it makes no sense why the Prince of Beibai did what he did.

And coupled with the massive manhunt in the city, it confirmed Feng Baobao's words.

So Jingchun at this time firmly believed in Feng Baobao's words.

Thinking of this, Jingchun asked again: "Then where is your 51st Arsenal?"

This is also very important information.

Do you still remember that the west side of the mountain city was bombed by Japanese planes?It's because there was an arsenal there before.

So the purpose of Jingchun at this time can be imagined.

But at this time, Feng Baobao shook his head and said: "I know this, but I can't say it. Because where are my relatives and friends? I can't just watch my relatives and friends die."

Jingchun said disdainfully: "Friends and relatives? Why is your own life so important?"

Feng Baobao stood up at this time and said proudly: "I am a soldier, and I only have this last bit of backbone left. If you are not satisfied, sir, just shoot me in the back. I have lived enough, and I don't want to live anymore." It’s dragging others down.”

Jingchun smiled, then stood up and patted Feng Baobao on the shoulder and said: "Mr. Feng thinks too much, how could I kill Mr. Feng? I respect Mr. Feng very much. Of course, if Mr. Feng can rely on his memory, If you draw that picture, you will become even more friends!"

Feng Baobao smiled secretly in his heart, because as expected, this Jingchun didn't seem to have the same heart as that Prince of Beibai.

Thinking of this, Feng Baobao pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Well, it's too cold here. I have some typhoid fever and my head is not clear. If you let me think about it, maybe I will remember it!"

(End of this chapter)