Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

"Hey, it's me!" Zhou Weihan held the microphone in his hand and frowned.

"Oh, it's Zhou Jun. It's been a long time since you and I have seen each other!"

Si Nei Yong's erratic voice came from the microphone. As an adult, Zhou Weihan didn't ask Si Nei Yong why he didn't reply the telegram.

"Mr. Si Nei, I'm really sorry to bother you. You just came back from Beiping. It stands to reason that you should be allowed to rest. If you want to see me, I can go to Handan right now, and you and I can have a drink in the evening! "

"Hey, hi!" Terauchi Yong's laughter revealed a trace of embarrassment, he was not in the mood to see Zhou Weihan at this time, and now is an excellent time for the rapid expansion of his subordinate power.

Neiji Okamura's resignation caused panic throughout the North China Expeditionary Force, and there will be a period of internal chaos for a while. After the new commander takes office, there will definitely be major personnel adjustments.

This is the thought in Terauchi Yong's heart, and he is absolutely unwilling to let go of the opportunity.

"Mr. Zhou, your Eighth Route Army's intelligence network is indeed everywhere. You must know that the imperial army's successive defeats in North China and Iinuma Shou's incident have greatly damaged the empire's face!"

"A few days ago, General Gangcun received a notice that he will be dismissed and returned to the country to be transferred to the reserve service. This may be a good opportunity for our business, so I must cherish this time even more!" Terauchi Yong said.

"When and how to go, is it by plane?" Zhou Weihan asked one after another.

Terauchiyong on the opposite side did not reply, Zhou Weihan thought he was stretching, and immediately showed his bargaining chips: "We can spend money to buy information, one news ten small goldfish, this is a good deal!"

Sure enough, after hearing Zhou Weihan offer such an exorbitant price, Terauchi Yong's breathing became obviously heavier.

"Zhou Jun, you know, I've always paid attention to friendship, and I've never been moved by money, so I can't agree to the conditions you set!"

"Also, General Gangcun is kind to me. When he is in trouble, even if I can't lend a helping hand, I will definitely not do anything to endanger him!"

"Private Marseille, please forgive me!" Isamu Terauchi hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

On Yanwang Mountain, Zhou Weihan was a little stunned, and suddenly found that his opinion of Si Neiyong needed to be deepened again.

"How about it, what did Si Neiyong say?" Zhao Gang and the others hurriedly asked when they saw Zhou Weihan leaving the office.

"Isamu Terauchi doesn't want to reveal the specific itinerary of Neiji Okamura!" Zhou Weihan shook his head, and briefly explained what Isamu Terauchi meant.

"Well, it seems that we have all underestimated the character of this friend before. Although he is greedy for money, he is a person with a bottom line!"

Although they belonged to different camps, Zhao Gang actually developed a good impression of Si Nei Yong.

"Commissioner, political commissar, as long as the ground observation post finds the little devil's plane, there is still a chance to intercept it!" The speaker was Zheng Zhongwu, the deputy captain of the Tainan Flying Team, a pilot from the Northeast Army.

Today, the Tainan Air Force has four Type [-] fighter jets, three Type [-] reconnaissance planes, and three Type [-] light bombers.

There were ten pilots, with Takema Yamada's alias Tian Shan as the captain, 30 aviation trainees, and nearly 200 ground mechanics, half of whom were converted from Japanese captives.

It stands to reason that Takema Yamada, as the captain, should have appeared on the scene, but in view of the relationship between Neiji Okamura and his nephew, Zhou Weihan couldn't bear to let his brothers and sisters fight each other, so he excluded Takema Yamada.

"You are a professional, tell me, how sure are you?" Zhou Weihan asked.

"A while ago, when the Japanese planes appeared over Guxin Town, they were all reconnaissance planes, which proved that the Japanese army's air power was indeed in short supply, and they could no longer form an organized flight formation!"

"If Ningci Gangcun takes off from Beiping, he will be accompanied only by a reconnaissance plane. Once our army finds his trace, I am confident that his special plane will be shot down!" Zheng Zhongwu said.

"Go back and mobilize for battle, wait for the time!" Zhou Weihan said.

"But, what about Captain Tian Shan?" Zheng Zhongwu was a little hesitant. Although Yamada Takema was Japanese, after joining the Eighth Route Army, he quickly integrated into it.

The reason is simple. Takema Yamada has superb flying skills and can operate three types of aircraft. He is both the captain and the instructor.

"Comrade Tian Shan is currently studying at the cadre school. If you don't tell me, can he know about this situation? I will explain it to him afterwards!" Zhao Gang said.

In the next few days, Beiping and various bases successively sent additional manpower to keep an eye on Okamura Neiji's whereabouts.

And just the day before Gangcun Ningci's departure, the Eighth Route Army thought that Okamura Ningci would keep his whereabouts secret, but he did not expect that the high-level officials in Beiping would hold a farewell ceremony with great fanfare.

The venue was held at the Liuguo Hotel. That night, senior Japanese military and political officials stationed in Beiping and some traitors from the Puppet North China Military and Political Committee gathered. Naturally, there were many intelligence personnel from the KMT and the Communist Party lurking in Peiping.

This was Okamura Neiji's last night in Beiping. He publicly appeared at the Liuguo Hotel and gave a speech.

"My lords, I am very grateful to all of you for your cooperation during my administration of North China. All the achievements are obvious to all. I hope that you will continue to work hard for the **** circle in the future. The immediate difficulties are temporary. Go to North China, and the flag of the Great Japanese Empire will be planted in every inch of China!"

Compared with the previous few days, Komura Ningji's mental outlook seems to have changed a lot. His speech at this time is not only a farewell but also a warning to the unstable forces outside.

After the speech was over, there was loud applause at the venue, and the senior officials of the North China Military and Political Committee wanted to shed their tears.

If you want to say who in Beiping is most reluctant to leave Okamura Neiji's post, it is not those Japanese military officers, but these traitors who work for the little devils.

Without him, since Ningji Okamura took office, he has treated his subordinates more leniently and at the same time delegated power to the puppet government.

During this period, the North China Military and Political Committee headed by the Erwang expanded wantonly within a certain range, and its status rose sharply.

"Your Excellency, General, in order to thank you for your achievements, my elders in Beiping have asked me to convey something to you, please accept it!" Wang Kemin, chairman of the administrative committee, stepped forward and said,

The little devil next to Neiji Okamura was about to stop him, but was stopped by Neiji Okamura. Anyone and everything that could enter had to be inspected, and he would never be in danger.

"My lord, what is it?"

Wang Kemin waved towards the crowd, and a Wanmin Umbrella was erected behind him. Gangcun Ningci was familiar with Chinese history, so he didn't know what the Wanmin Umbrella represented.

"My lord, tell my elders in Peking that I like it very much, thank you!" Okamura Neiji bowed to Wang Kemin while speaking.

When leaving office, the Wanmin Umbrella presented by Wang Kemin happened to scratch Neiji Okamura's itch.