war contractor

Chapter 385 Mixing in
When Yu Zhiqian came out again, he was still in the same attire, but Mao Sanbai had changed his outfit.

That Japanese soldier was the tallest and strongest one Yu Zhiqian had seen, but even so, after taking off his clothes, Mao Sanbai still felt uncomfortable in his clothes.

"Head, this dress is a bit tight, and my stomach can't be hidden!" Mao Sanbai complained to Yu Zhigan in Japanese in a low voice, twisting his lower body from time to time, feeling uncomfortable all over.

While observing the surrounding situation, Yu Zhiqian patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, don't complain, I haven't met any big ones. If you go to Japan Island with your size, you might be treated as a monster!"

"Head, I think if you don't call me fat, we can still be good friends!"

"Ha ha!"

Yu Zhiqian snorted coldly, this Mao Sanbai is really a miracle, other people can lose a little weight when they serve as soldiers, but Mao Sanbai did lose weight because of being a soldier, and for passing the medical examination, he lost weight from more than 200 to 240 One hundred and eight, but the rebound was rapid, soaring directly to [-] jin.

It is said that he also broke down two cafeterias, and during his years in the army, he never lost weight at all, and his weight would occasionally skyrocket. He was almost dismissed from the army at one point, but he was retained for some reason. Now It is estimated that a large part of the reason for staying here is to let him get out as soon as possible, so as not to harm the troops.

After changing into the military uniform of the Japanese Gendarmerie, Yu Zhiqian was able to continue to sneak forward this time. The Japanese Gendarmerie is a magical existence, they can be seen everywhere, but they can’t be seen anywhere.

They are independent of the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department. Almost every army has a gendarmerie, and the gendarmerie is the dream of every Japanese who wants to be a soldier. The reason is still because of the high wages of the gendarmerie.

The salary of the gendarmerie is five times that of ordinary soldiers, and every soldier in the gendarmerie can hang a saber, which makes many ordinary Japanese soldiers envious.

The military uniforms of the gendarmerie are also different from those of ordinary soldiers, as well as their epaulettes, etc., but their combat effectiveness is not strong, mainly because of the deterrent effect. Without squinting, he walked forward quickly with his head held high.

When there were more than 200 meters away from the Peace Hotel, Yu Zhiqian found that the patrol level here had obviously been raised to another level. There were gendarmerie soldiers everywhere, checking the surrounding situation at various intersections.

Yu Zhiqian retracted his head, it was obvious that if he continued to pretend to be a gendarmerie, he might be exposed.

"Dai Qiang, observe the situation ahead, the three of you follow me to the middle of the road!"

Since it is impossible to enter the Peace Hotel disguised as a gendarmerie, there is only one way to go, which is to disguise as a guest and sneak in. Of course, this also has certain technical difficulties.

Soon, a car came slowly not far away, and Yu Zhiqian walked slowly to the middle of the road, raised his hand, and signaled to stop.

After the vehicle came to a complete stop, Yu Zhiqian walked to the driver's seat. A white man stuck out his head and said impatiently in English: "The road is less than one kilometer, you have checked it three times, you are really making a fuss, sitting in the car It’s our consul couple of the British Empire, get out of the way!”

Yu Zhiqian still stretched out his hand. After the driver impatiently took out a pass, Yu Zhiqian pretended to check it carefully for a while, then sent the pass back, took a step back, and respectfully sent the vehicle away.

"I hate Japanese, damn Japanese!" After the driver complained, he continued to drive away.

Yu Zhiqian didn't say a word the whole time. After the vehicle left, he continued to wait for the next vehicle. Four or even five vehicles passed by in a row, but he couldn't find the vehicle Yu Zhiqian wanted.

Pretending to be a European is not a good way. People can see through it at a glance. Only people from Central Asia or Southeast Asia have the opportunity.

But in this era, only Japan is independent in East Asia, China is in a semi-colonial state, and there is only one Thailand in Southeast Asia that is an independent country. There are many in the Middle East, such as Afghanistan, Saudi Arabia, Iran, etc., but it is not clear whether they come today. Know.

When Yu Zhiqian stopped the eighth car, he finally found a suitable car, Zhang Xiaolin's car.

After seeing Zhang Xiaolin's name written on the invitation letter, he knew that he had achieved his goal. With a slight smile on his lips, he held the invitation letter in his hand and waved at Chen Yun and the others.

After Zhang Xiaolin's driver saw Yu Zhiqian repeatedly checking his documents, he spoke slowly, compared to the arrogant attitude of consulates of other countries, this guy spoke in a low voice: "Taijun, do you know what's wrong with the documents? "

Yu Zhiqian nodded: "There is nothing wrong with the certificate, but I want to check the servants. The Chinese are very cunning. I think you may bring assassins to assassinate the commander!"

The driver didn't understand at all, but Zhang Xiaolin brought a translator with him in order to please the Japanese. After the translator translated Yu Zhigan's original words to Zhang Xiaolin, Zhang Xiaolin slapped his thigh hard: "I am the guest invited by your Commander Matsui. I will report this to Commander Matsui!"

The translator quickly translated the words to Yu Zhiqian, who put away his pass and snorted coldly: "Your Excellency, Commander, will understand me too! Search!"

After hearing Yu Zhiqian's order, Chen Yun, Dai Qiang and Zhao Dehan each opened a car door. The driver, interpreter and Zhang Xiaolin were sitting in the car, but no one else.

"Taijun, are you satisfied with this, can we go?" After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly.

Yu Zhigan was sitting next to Zhang Xiaolin, and Chen Yun was on the other side. Yu Zhigan pointed a gun at Zhang Xiaolin's head, and Chen Yun pointed at the driver: "Now drive the car into the alley ahead!"

At this moment, Zhang Xiaolin realized that these people were not Japanese at all, but Zhang Xiaolin was also a famous figure in Shanghai after all, so he quickly calmed down.

"Who are you?" Zhang Xiaolin reached into his pocket while talking, and Yu Zhigan pressed it down: "I want to smoke, I have it!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over. The driver had already been dragged out of the car by Zhao Dehan and stuffed into the trunk: "The one in the back, if you don't want to die, I advise you Don't yell, or you will die miserably!"

The driver, who was still trying to struggle, immediately fell silent. Yu Zhiqian lit a cigarette for Zhang Xiaolin, and the vehicle turned off in the alley. Zhang Xiaolin took a deep breath: "It's a very good cigarette. I haven't smoked it before. What kind of cigarette!"

"Is it important?"

"That's right, I'll give you as much money as you want!" Zhang Xiaolin had recovered his heroic nature, and looked at Yu Zhiqian with a pretended relaxed expression.

Yu Zhiqian smiled and shook his head: "We don't want money!"

"No money? Do you want my life? Hehe, there are Japanese everywhere here. As long as you shoot, you will be found. There are tens of thousands of Japanese around. Do you think you have a chance to get out alive? ?"

When Yu Zhiqian heard this sentence, he laughed all over: "Mr. Zhang Xiaolin, to be honest, if you didn't become a traitor, I still admire you. After all, you can get to where you are today by starting from nothing. It's not easy, but you've become a traitor!"

After finishing speaking, the gun was held against Zhang Xiaolin's head: "Chen Yun, get out of the way!"

"it is good!"

At this moment, Zhang Xiaolin realized that Yu Zhiqian might really want to kill him, so he moved his body a little nervously: "Are you crazy? If you kill me, you are dead too. I have money, and I can give it to you." You money, promise not to pursue this matter, you can take the money to the United States, to the United Kingdom, to Japan..."

"The country is backward. Wherever you go, you will depend on others. Mr. Zhang Xiaolin, I hope that when you go to Lord Yan, tell him that the person who killed you is Yu Zhigan!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian dragged Zhang Xiaolin out of the car, and Zhao Dehan pressed the guy firmly to the ground.

"Unexpectedly, I, Zhang Xiaolin, would die in the hands of villains in the end!"

Knowing that there is no hope for survival, Zhang Xiaolin also gave up resisting, and sighed a long sigh: "I really don't know why you people don't want glory, wealth, and money. What do you want!"

"I want your clothes!" After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet passed through Zhang Xiaolin's head, and there was no loud gunshot that Zhang Xiaolin expected, only a slight sound.

After Zhang Xiaolin was shot in the execution style, Yu Zhiqian quickly dragged him aside and began to take off his clothes. He didn't tell a lie, what he wanted was the clothes, the skin on Zhang Xiaolin's body, that skin was what Yu Zhiqian needed most now.

Zhang Xiaolin may not know that his death was because of his clothes and identity, or that he met the right person at the wrong time, but this guy, even if he didn't meet Yu Zhiqian now, in 1940, someone will naturally clean up He, it's just that Yu Zhiqian had asked him to meet Lord Yan a few years earlier, that's all.

Yu Zhiqian took off Zhang Xiaolin's clothes and put them on by himself. As for the fat translator, after he was shot, Mao Sanbai wore the clothes. Yu Zhiqian has always been curious why the translators in TV dramas are all fat, and it is the same in reality ?Could this be a special case of fat people?

And Zhao Dehan put on the driver's clothes, and finally left Chen Yun sitting in the co-pilot's seat, wearing the military police clothes, Chen Yun can also speak Japanese, pretending to be a military police is not a big problem.

The vehicle drove out from the alley, and when it reached the intersection, Yu Zhiqian rolled down the window, Dai Qiang saw it, and slowly leaned over.

"Find a commanding height and wait to cover our retreat!"

"Roger that!"

After receiving the order, Dai Qiang found a direction and walked slowly towards a building with about six or seven floors.

Yu Zhiqian's vehicle continued to drive forward, and when it was about 50 meters away from the Peace Hotel, it encountered the last round of inspection by the Japanese Gendarmerie.

Zhao Dehan parked the car steadily, the Japanese Gendarmerie soldiers came over, handed over the invitation letter, poked his head in, and glanced at Chen Yun who was wearing the military police uniform, and was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, this is?"

"This is Mr. Zhang Xiaolin, a distinguished guest of Commander Matsui. In order to prevent any accidents, I will personally escort him!"

"Thank you very much!"

"Ok!"

After the Japanese military police handed over the invitation letter to Zhao Dehan respectfully, they waved their hands to signal his release, and the vehicle entered the gate of the Peace Hotel.

There are a lot of vehicles parked around, and there are no signs, but in this era, having a car is a status symbol.

After Zhao Dehan got out of the car, he quickly opened the car door, Yu Zhigan got out of the car wearing a hat, Mao Sanbai followed closely behind, and Chen Yun randomly found a remote corner, surrounded by Japanese soldiers and military police, no one noticed he.

Yu Zhiqian and Mao 300, holding the invitation letter, walked slowly into the banquet hall. This was the first time Yu Zhiqian came to the Peace Hotel. The first time he entered, he felt that it was a luxury. The first floor of the Far East really lived up to its reputation.

Surrounded by a piece of gold, I don't know if it is painted with gold paint or really decorated with real gold. Under the light, the whole hall is resplendent.

Now a lot of people have gathered in the hall, this time the celebration banquet is in the form of self-service, most of the guests have already arrived, Matsui Iwane has not yet appeared.

However, this does not affect the atmosphere of the entire banquet hall. As soon as the door is opened, people's voices can be heard, mixed with various languages, which makes people who have just entered the door a little unprepared.

"Sir, what do you want to drink!" A Japanese waitress in a kimono walked up to Yu Zhiqian little by little, holding a plate with red wine and some drinks that Yu Zhigan didn't know what it was.

"wine!"

After receiving the red wine, Yu Zhiqian slowly walked into the crowd. People around were talking in low voices. Yu Zhiqian leaned over to the Germans, and they were discussing the Japanese weapons and equipment.

As for how to recognize a German, it is very simple. Nowadays, German staff abroad basically wear an iron cross on their chests.

It is said that Germans are serious and rigid, but Germans should have another label, which is arrogance. The arrogance of Germans is different from the arrogance of British people.

They will comment on your stuff, point out all kinds of certainties, it sounds like they are talking about shortcomings, but they will always add at the end, what is the thing we make.

In addition, the British are talking about world peace with the French. Obviously, neither the British nor the French have accurately realized that the war is coming. They also think that the war is only in the far east. rather than civilized continental Europe.

In addition, Yu Zhiqian also met many Chinese people. Without exception, these people will be big traitors in the future, and now they are nodding their heads and wanting to know more people.

(End of this chapter)