Sword of Death Camp

Some people say that the new moon is like a hook.

But several people have said that there is basically no moon on the first day of every month.

Therefore, 70 to [-] years later, when many experts and scholars looked up to the West, they attacked their own nation's lunar calendar as not scientific enough.

However, one month and two months, such a month itself is determined according to the waxing and waning of the moon.

From the first day of a month, the first day of the lunar new year, the moon is completely invisible, and gradually becomes a new moon, gradually becomes larger, and slowly reaches the full moon on October 1.

Then the moon is full and short, and then slowly reaches the 2829 quarter moon, disappearing from the [-]th to the first day of the new year.

Whose calendar is more accurate?
This is unknown.

I just don’t know if those who worship foreigners and attack their own country’s national calendar will be hurt by the facts.

Today is the first day of junior high school. The so-called blackness refers to the night tonight.

But there are always some people who are not afraid of the dark by nature, but prefer darker, because it is too dark, so they can do things that they dare not do during the day.

such as.

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't know when he got up quietly and entered the accompanying radio station directly under the special operations battalion of the headquarters.

Wrapped in a quilt, he took the radio station and got into a remote place.

As the founder of the former special operations force of the Japanese army, he once studied special operations technology in Germany.

Kazuki Yamamoto is still very skilled in using the radio, even in the dark night.

He skillfully turned on the switch of the radio, covered the telegraph carefully and cautiously with a quilt, and sent a telegram familiarly.

After covering it tightly with a quilt, although there was still an alarm sound, his place was just away from the crowd.

He knew that this was a frequency that would always be guarded by someone, and someone would receive and translate the message he sent out in time.

He carried a Bobosha submachine gun and a drum with 71 rounds, which gave him a sense of security that went straight to the depths of his heart.

He traveled in the dark and touched countless guard posts, and he had to say that the students he taught were really outstanding.

But how to say?

After all, he is the teacher of these people. As a teacher, he can easily bypass the sentries set up by the students, whether they are clear or hidden.

An ancient Chinese fable once said that when the tiger was learning art from the cat, the cat taught the tiger all its skills, but in the end it saved a skill to climb a tree.

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't have any skills in pressing the bottom of the box, because he needed to win the trust of others, so when he helped the Eighth Route Army headquarters train special forces, he definitely did his best.

Did not keep a hand.

The reason why he easily bypasses these bright and dark whistles of his students is entirely because he has been studying in this field for a long time, and his students have just tried to enter this field.

Kazuki Yamamoto did not return to the dormitory, he left the camp, bypassing all the bright and dark whistles he observed along the way.

Including the sentry posts set up by Chen Shanhe's special operations battalion.

Then, he entered the route that had been planned long ago. After coming here for so many days and communicating with each other for so many days, he had already had a clear idea of ​​the surrounding environment.

From here, you can reach a river the fastest.

The case he heard was the case of successfully escaping from Chen Shanhe's special operations battalion.

Just escape from the river.

The journey went smoothly, but he also walked very carefully, because he knew that sometimes it was safe not to look at a place, but it was very likely that it would be a minefield.

But fortunately, he came to the river safely all the way, and gradually submerged into the cold water of the river.

It's November, and luckily the sky is dry and there is no snow, otherwise, if there is humidity, it will be snowing in November.

So at this time, in fact, the river is really ice.

However, since Kazuki Yamamoto was able to become the founder of the Japanese special forces before, it was not only because of his ability, but also because of his toughness.

On both sides of the river are the bases of the Eighth Route Army.

Therefore, he can only have an escape plan, which is to float away along the river.

The current is not turbulent, and people lying on their backs on the water, as long as they don't move around, basically can't sink. The premise is to give up the gun in their hands.

Because the gun is very heavy, the 71-round drum is not light.

Kazuki Yamamoto swam to the center of the river, stretching his body like this, moving slowly with the current.

But he suddenly felt something was wrong, because not far from him, there was a small boat sliding.

It was rowing towards him.

When the flashlight on the boat turned on, he knew that his escape plan this time was completely in vain.

"Instructor Kazuki Yamamoto, you don't sleep at night, come to catch fish?"

It was Chen Shanhe, he came in person.

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't speak, he breathed a sigh of relief as if accepting his fate, and then exhaled all the air in his lungs as much as possible, the whole person sank to the bottom of the water like a weight, tired, so be it!

But obviously, his plan did not succeed, even if he planned to die.

Fishermen who live on the river will always have a hook. At this time, the hook is directly hooked on Kazuki Yamamoto's collar.

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't struggle either, he knew that if he broke free from the hook at the collar, the hook of the next hook would be hooked into his flesh.

Chen Shanhe could do it, just like when he threatened to break the knees of his legs when he captured himself, he could do it.

However, after the hook in Chen Shanhe's hand hooked Kazuki Yamamoto's collar, he didn't lift him out of the water, but quietly watched Kazuki Yamamoto in the water choking on the cold river water one mouthful after another.

He did not lift him out of the water until Kazuki Yamamoto completely lost consciousness. At this time, there is no need to worry about him being choked to death, and there is no need to give him artificial respiration, because he has not completely lost the ability to breathe on his own.

As for hanging him on the side of the boat, it was just for him to control the water in his stomach.

When Kazuki Yamamoto regained consciousness, it was already dawn, and his clothes had been taken off, but fortunately, he was on the bed now, covered with a quilt.

Wang Kun, deputy battalion commander of the Special Operations Battalion directly under the headquarters, has been sitting in the room, waiting for him to wake up.

"Wake up and get up!
The river water was quite cold last night, so I cooked a bowl of ginger soup for you. It’s just not cold yet, so it’s just right for you to drink!
Let's warm up before we talk! "

Wang Kun poured out an enamel pot of ginger soup from a casserole on the table and handed it to Kazuki Yamamoto.

Kazuki Yamamoto sighed, and took the ginger soup with both hands. In fact, he was not cold, after all, he was covered with a quilt, but drinking ginger soup was to prevent colds.

"I want to see Chen Shanhe!"

Wang Kun sighed, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay, I'll help you notify him!"

The moment Wang Kun walked out of the house, he turned around and asked him, "Shan Ben, are we not sincere in treating you?"

Kazuki Yamamoto was silent, Wang Kun sighed and went out.

Chen Shanhe came and brought him a meal with two pieces of fat on it.

"Come on, let's eat first, this is specially prepared for you by your battalion commander Su Quanyou.

My reputation over the years may have been ruined, saying that the Japanese captives are in my hands, and you are the only one from the beginning to the end.

Now that something has happened to you, your battalion commander is worried that your life may be lost.

So I specially added two pieces of fat and big meat for you, which can be regarded as his heart!

After all, you have worked together for so long! "

Kazuki Yamamoto got up early, and he was given a set of clothes for ordinary people. As for the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, he was not qualified to wear it.

Looking at the big bowl of rice on the table, the rice poured with broth was covered with two large pieces of fat meat.

In this year, two large pieces of fat are a luxury, and black pigs in this year usually don't have such thick fat.

Kazuki Yamamoto knew what Battalion Commander Su Quanyou meant. Although the Eighth Route Army had a policy of preferential treatment for prisoners, Chen Shanhe had never had any prisoners except himself.

And I don't know if I'm still a prisoner.

It is very likely that it is one of the traitors.

Because his previous position was the instructor of the Special Operations Battalion directly under the Eighth Route Army Headquarters.

Kazuki Yamamoto also believed that no matter whether he was a captive or a traitor, Chen Shanhe would definitely let himself die in his base without knowing why.

Last night, he wanted to drown himself in the river with a hook, Kazuki Yamamoto was very sure of this.

Since the meal in front of him was kindly offered by Battalion Commander Su Quan, Kazuki Yamamoto felt that he should not refuse, so he picked up the big bowl in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, buried his face on the side of the bowl and ate in a mess.

"You said you, what do you think?"

Chen Shanhe's words were indifferent, but Kazuki Yamamoto, who was desperately drawing rice into his mouth, froze.

Temporarily stopped the bowls and chopsticks, raised his head, and looked at Chen Shanhe calmly: "It's just for my own group!

You shed your blood and resisted the footsteps of our imperial army of the Japanese Empire, and you still refused to retreat after suffering so many casualties. Isn’t it also for your own ethnic group and country? "

Chen Shanhe finally looked at him seriously: "I remember you surrendered!"

"Fake surrender!"

Kazuki Yamamoto took another bite of rice into his mouth, then took a bite of the fat piece of meat into his mouth, pulling the fat in his mouth, it really felt very sweet.

"If I don't surrender, you would break my knees and limbs, and let me live in shame like a maggot.

You and I both know that without hands and feet, you can’t die if you want to die, and you can’t die if you bite off your tongue, unless there is excessive bleeding.

So, I can only surrender.

I thought in my heart that after I left your control, I would find a chance to commit suicide and die for the country.

But then I thought about where I am, the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

There are many things you can do, and you are not afraid of death. Are you afraid of enduring humiliation and staying to find a chance to make a big fortune?

So I stayed. At that time, I thought that I could pretend to be obedient, and then find an opportunity to attack several leaders.

Later, I found out that it was not possible. There were several combat staff officers and guards beside them. Their skills were extremely strong. They may be worse than you, but they are definitely better than me!

The headquarters commanded the war room, and the security was even stricter. I had no chance at all.

I knew they would be wary of me at first.

But if I submit to the Eighth Route Army and wholeheartedly help the Eighth Route Army train special forces, I will be trusted.

But at that time, if I still take action to attack the head of the Eighth Route Army headquarters, whether it is successful or not is another matter, just say that such an action is less cost-effective.

Because, even if the chief is lost, it can be done by another person.

If you want to act, you have to do a big one, the kind that kills with one hit.

So these days, I have devoted myself to the training of special forces, and I know everything, but at the same time I am also looking for a good opportunity, a good opportunity to kill the Eighth Route Army with one blow!
But have been unable to find.

So I've been waiting, as I said when I formed the Special Forces.

Our actions must bear certain glorious results.

For this destined to be brilliant results, we can sacrifice.

But I don't want our sacrifices to yield less brilliant results. "

Chen Shanhe nodded: "Your idea is very correct, special forces shouldn't be attacking cities and conquering territory like ordinary large forces, and charging head-on.

Those who are good at hiding at ordinary times and give a fatal and decisive blow at the critical moment are the special forces.

But you don't seem to be doing that! "

Kazuki Yamamoto, who finally finished his meal, stuffed the piece of fat left in the bowl into his mouth and chewed.

Talk while chewing.

"No, I did!"

He swallowed hard the big piece of fat in his mouth, and his face showed color: "I sent a telegram to Yoshio Shinozuka, the commander of the First Army Command stationed in Shanxi.

Explained the situation here in detail, including that you will produce artillery, whether it is a grenadier or a mortar, or the 20mm caliber anti-aircraft gun that is now being prepared to be put into production.

It can independently produce simple and sophisticated submachine guns, and can produce 56-type semi-automatic rifles that are very easy to aim and can even be used as precision shooting guns.

According to your monthly output, in two years, you will be able to arm the Eighth Route Army with hundreds of thousands.

this is too scary!

There are also hydropower plants, thermal power plants, metal smelters, textile mills, cotton mills, flour mills and many other basic industries.

These ones.

I said it all! "

Chen Shanhe looked at him seriously: "I know, I knew it when you got up, and I knew it when you got into the telegraph room.

I'm right outside your window while you're trying to send a telegram.

So I am very clear about the telegram you sent, and I also deciphered your telegram code in reverse.

This is what I did when you fell asleep in the morning! "

Kazuki Yamamoto's face gradually turned pale, and finally it was his turn to ask that sentence in amazement: "Why, what do you think?

why don't you stop me?
You know, once Commander Shinozuka Yoshio finds out about the situation here, he may even ask for help from Commander Neiji Okamura, dispatch troops from Hebei and the South, and storm your base! "

Chen Shanhe nodded: "I know, and I also know that even if you don't return this telegram, as you said before, after losing more than a dozen heavy bombers, he has decided not to kill my base.

Now he is dispatching troops, but after receiving your telegram, he may not have time to wait for the reinforcements from Hebei and the South, and he will have to use all his resources to attack my base.

Because, tonight I will send him another telegram with your password.

Tell him that these factories in my base area are preparing to relocate, just in the next few days! "

Kazuki Yamamoto's face changed, but he still forced a smile and replied: "Impossible! You can't decipher the password I used last night so quickly!"

Chen Shanhe smiled confidently, and stretched out his hand to use the ginger tea in the teapot casserole as ink and his finger as a pen, and directly wrote a row of codes for Kazuki Yamamoto.

This is Kazuki Yamamoto, the password used in the telegram last night.