Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2308: Duanwu’s hint!

The first ray of sunlight in the morning filtered through the gap in the curtains, scattering dappled light on the face of the traitor Zhang Futang, pulling him back to reality from his uneasy dream.

He sat on the slightly old sofa, his body slightly leaning forward, his hands folded in front of his stomach, his knuckles slightly white from long thinking.

Inside the room, the morning light gradually dispelled the gloom of the night, but Zhang Futang's mood did not become lighter.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes full of worry and struggle. The news that Sunjiaji was attacked by guerrillas was like a huge rock pressing on his heart, making him unable to let go.

Especially the disappearance of his subordinate Zhang Jun made him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

He suspected that Zhang Jun had fallen into the hands of the guerrillas, and that he himself, as a criminal who betrayed the underground party, would definitely be liquidated.

"Isn't the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces finished? Why is there another guerrilla force?"

Zhang Futang asked back in a tangled and anxious manner, but at this time, no one could answer him.

The air in the room seemed to be frozen, with only the ticking sound of the wall clock, which seemed particularly harsh in this quiet morning.

Zhang Futang's brows were furrowed, and his eyes flickered in the dimness. Sometimes he stared at the empty void in front of him, and sometimes he quickly glanced at a corner of the room, as if looking for some answer that could give him comfort.

The shadow of betraying the underground party was like a huge rock pressing on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the faces of his comrades who had fought side by side with him would appear in his mind one by one. Their trust and sacrifice had long become his nightmare, making him unable to sleep every night.

The appearance of the guerrillas made him unable to sleep all night.

That night, Zhang Futang sat on the sofa thinking, but he had no idea what to do.

In this way, Zhang Futang sat on the sofa for a long time, until the sky outside the window gradually turned white, he slowly stood up, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

He wanted to go to the Japanese. At this time, only the Japanese were safe.

So he called out, "Someone come!"

"What do you want, Inspector?"

A man in black came in and answered. It turned out that Zhang Futang had been appointed as the chief detective of Jinzhou Police Department by the Japanese.

His position as a detective was higher than that of the police chief, because he was only responsible for the devils.

Zhang Futang ordered: "Prepare the car, I want to go to the headquarters."

"Yes!"

The man in black responded and went to prepare the car, while Zhang Futang began to tidy up his clothes.

The devil likes cleanliness and tidiness.

Although many of the devils look just like that, that doesn't stop them from liking them.

So every time he went to meet the Japanese, Zhang Futang would dress himself very cleanly and then change into a set of clean clothes.

Of course, this will take some time, at least half an hour.

And this half an hour is enough for the Dragon Boat Festival.

When Duanwu saw a car slowly approaching the door of the apartment, he knew that Zhang Futang was in the apartment and wanted to go somewhere. This was a good opportunity for him to take action.

As for cooperating with Ma Hu and others to go to the gendarmerie to rescue people, there are many targets, and it doesn't have to be Zhang Futang.

So Duanwu turned his head and looked at Zhang Jun who was wolfing down the roast duck, and said with a smile: "Zhang Jiyao, come with me?"

The half of the leg stretch that Zhang Jun was holding in his mouth fell onto the plate with a plop.

Because he had a bad feeling.

Zhang Jun asked nervously, "Leader Ye, where are you taking me?" Duanwu said, "Of course we're going to kill Zhang Futang! I don't know Zhang Futang, what if I kill the wrong person?"

Zhang Jun asked unconfidently: "Just the two of us?"

Duanwu said indifferently: "Yes, just the two of us are enough. Don't worry about Zhang Jiyao, just identify the person, and leave the matter of killing the traitor to me."

Zhang Jun suddenly realized and responded repeatedly: "Oh, oh!"

Zhang Jun thought this was his last meal. After all, that's how it was written in the storybooks, to give the departing prisoners a good meal and then send them on their way.

But he didn't expect that he had misunderstood. Leader Ye only asked him to recognize the person, but it was Leader Ye himself who took action.

This certainly put his mind at ease, so he agreed without even thinking about it.

But they couldn't go through the front gate, because if they went through the front gate and assassinated Zhang Futang, the Japanese would find out that it was them who did it.

So they could only jump out of the window.

Duanwu was naturally very relaxed. It was just a two-story building and he jumped down easily.

But Zhang Jun was different. When he saw the ground more than three meters high, he felt dizzy and waved his hands, not daring to jump at all.

At this time, Ma Shanpao walked behind him and said, "I'll help my brother."

"what!"

Zhang Jun screamed and fell directly from the second floor.

A waiter in the corridor heard it and knocked on the door to ask, "Does the lady have any instructions?"

Ma Shanpao pretended to be angry and said, "Baga, don't bother us if there is nothing to do."

"Yes Yes!"

The guys responded repeatedly that they didn't dare to interfere in the affairs of the Japs.

At the same time, Zhang Jun, who had a limp on one leg, limped and held Duanwu's shoulder and said, "Leader Ye, my leg is injured, I'm afraid I can't help you."

Duanwu said indifferently: "I said, you just need to help me identify the person, and I will do the work."

As he spoke, Duanwu pulled out Zhang Jun's service pistol and put it in his own waist.

Zhang Jun was relieved now. He didn't even have a gun now. Leader Ye would really not let him assassinate Zhang Futang.

But the way they were now was not going to work. Duanwu settled Zhang Jun in the alley, while he went around and got two sets of patrolman's clothes.

He threw a set to Zhang Jun and asked, "Zhang Futang is going out. Which direction do you think he will go?"

Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said, "Zhang Futang is a very cautious person. I think he knew about the attack on Sunjiaji yesterday. He is going out at this time. I'm afraid he is going to meet the Japanese.

But he would not take the shortest road on the east side directly, he would go around from the west side, for fear that someone would assassinate him halfway. "

Duanwu asked back: "How confident are you? If we fail this time, you should know that it will be difficult for us to kill Zhang Futang again.

By then, we may need to mobilize all of our forces and devote all our combat power.”

At this time, Duanwu hinted to Zhang Jun that if the assassination was successful now, he would not have to take action. But if the assassination was unsuccessful, then next time, he would also have to participate in the action.

Duanwu was certain that Zhang Jun was afraid of death.

  Because if Zhang Jun was not afraid of death, how could he become a traitor?

It is a joke to say that he was persuaded by his fellow villagers and had no choice but to betray the underground party. If he had a firm belief, how could he be persuaded by his fellow villagers?