Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2045: Chess-Crazy Opponent!

"Hello there!"

Hello? Hello? Hello? .

When the sound of the Dragon Boat Festival appeared in Kitahara Haoyuki's ears, Kitahara Haoyuki's mind was buzzing, as if he heard countless echoes.

Saying hello makes him feel more physically and mentally exhausted than the other person picking up the phone and scolding him directly.

The other party is Chinese and speaks Chinese.

Of course, if he was a traitor, he wouldn't be so nervous. Because the traitor’s first sentence when he called me should be: Mr. Kitahara or Mr. Kitahara.

But the other party just said with a smile: Hello.

As if facing a formidable enemy, Kitahara Hiroshi asked slightly nervously: "Who are you?"

Dragon Boat Festival's voice came from the other side of the phone again: "Chinese, hum, Mr. Kitahara, guess where I called you?"

Kitahara Kōyuki frowned and was about to scream angrily, but suddenly he remembered his character of not being surprised by changes.

So he tried his best to calm down, and then said: "What do you call me sir? Where did you call me from?"

Kitahara Hiroyuki felt that the tone of his words at this time was cheap, but it didn't matter, as long as he knew who the other party was and where he was now.

But at this time, Dragon Boat Festival was not in a hurry. He was using words to describe the office of Kitahara Hiroshi, the little devil's gendarmerie.

Duanwu said while sitting on the table: "What I'm sitting on now is a very big desk.

The table seemed to be old. The brown surface had been polished smooth and the wood grain could be seen.

But the table was quite familiar, and I sat on it quite calmly.

There are also some files and folders on top, all of which have Japanese characters that I don’t recognize.

In this corner, there is an iron file cabinet, with a green patent leather surface, just like your head, Mr. Kitahara. "

"idiot!"

Kitahara Hiroshi was slightly angry, because you can scold his parents, but you can't say it's because of his green hair.

But at this time, Duanwu still described indifferently: "The iron door that is as green as your head is locked. I will look for the key in a while to see if I can open it.

Also, the chair in this office is a Taishi chair. Don’t tell me, this chair is really good. It looks like it’s made of mahogany.

Also, look at the tea cup placed on the tea machine over there. It is a good thing. The white cup body is painted with cyan flower patterns. It looks like blue and white porcelain.

But you Japanese people don’t care about things so much that even good tea cups are covered with tea stains.

By the way, there are also military maps and photos on the wall. The paper has turned yellow and the corners are a little curled. However, the markings on this map are very clear. You said Beiyuan, is it really okay to just hang this map in the office?

I've seen all this, oh, there are so many goals, I don't know which one to choose next. "

Kitahara Hiroyuki's mind was running rapidly at this time. He was thinking about where the other party was based on Duanwu's description.

There are not many places with telephones in Lushunkou. Except for the telephones in the hands of the Japanese, they are in the homes of those traitors, first-class families who have been in Lushunkou for a long time.

But this must not be an ordinary residence, because the other party mentioned a desk and a military map.

Apart from his headquarters, there is only one place left with a military map, and that is the Military Police.

Kitahara Hiroshi was suddenly startled and said: "Are you in the military police?"

Duan Wu smiled slightly and said: "They all said that Mr. Kitahara is a smart man. Now it seems that the rumors are true. You can guess it right away." Kitahara Hao Xing said angrily: "Baga, where are the imperial troops of the military police? Why? Will you make a phone call in the office?"

If he had a smart phone at this time, Danwu would definitely take a photo of the Japs officer's body and show it to Kitahara Hiroyuki, and he would be so angry that the Japs bumped into him.

So Duanwu said: "There are thirty-three Japanese in total, and they are all dead. Mr. Beihara, please hurry up and collect the bodies!"

At this point, Duanwu wanted to hang up the phone, but at this moment, Ma Pingan came in from outside the office and said worriedly: "Brother Ye, I heard gunshots, are you okay?"

Duanwu didn't say anything, but pointed to the phone.

Ma Ping'an immediately understood.

At this time, Duanwu said: "I shot on purpose, thinking about tricking a few Japs into coming over and killing them. But it's a pity, why are there no Japs in this city? Forget it, Lao Pan, go and pry that iron box Open it and see what's inside."

Ma Ping'an quickly agreed: "This little devil's knife is pretty good, let's use this one, right?"

Duanwu said: "The kid's knife is too fragile, let's use a gun."

As he said that, Duanwu held the phone next to the muzzle of the gun and fired two shots. Kitahara Hiroyuki, who was listening attentively to the conversation between Dragon Boat Festival and Ma Ping An, felt his ears buzzing.

Kitahara Hiroyuki threw away the phone in his hand and dug his ears hard with his little fingers. He said angrily: "Baga, this must be an unscrupulous Chinese. He tricked me into listening to the call and he shot me."

Is Kitahara Hiroyuki angry at this time?

He was indeed a little angry. But at the same time, he felt excited from the other party's words.

The opponent was not Ma Sanpao or Long Qianyan, but a lunatic who was almost the same as him.

The way he thinks is the way a madman thinks. And the other party is the same.

Facing such an opponent, Kitahara Hiroyuki finds it more challenging.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone again, but there was no sound.

Kitahara Hiroshi murmured: "The other party should have left, right? Do you want to send someone back to take a look? No, no, the other party must have left. He just called to let me know that he is in the military police."

Thinking of this, Kitahara Hiroyuki paced back and forth in his office with his hands behind his back, thinking about the other party's next plan.

But suddenly, he was stunned: "Who is this person? Why haven't I heard of it before? I just heard someone call him Brother Ye. Baga, how did someone named Ye come to be so powerful?"

Kitahara Hiroshi was puzzled, but finally decided to remain unchanged in the face of changes.

The other party obviously wanted to anger him and make him lose his mind.

He didn't fall for the trick, and he didn't send the gendarmerie troops back to clean up the mess.

Everyone in the gendarmerie is already dead. What's the rush of going back to collect the bodies?

As for whether there are important military secrets in the gendarmerie?

The correct answer is no. There are only some interrogation records of prisoners. It doesn't matter if these things fall into the hands of the enemy. After all, he had already killed all the prisoners in the gendarmerie.

Kitahara Hiroyuki is a madman with iron-blooded methods. He always had only one word for anti-Japanese elements, and that was to kill.

Of course, except for some of the traitors who took refuge in him, although their final fate was death, at least he would keep them alive until he had finished using them.

So the gendarmerie had nothing to lose, so why did he send people back to collect the bodies?

He, Kitahara Hiroshi, is not that stupid, and it will be dawn in more than an hour, so he, Kitahara Hiroshi, can afford to wait!