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Chapter 321 The Way Home(2/2)

On the day of expelling Japanese pirates, I hope to report it to me!

"Bag duck falls!" Araki Katsuma screamed strangely, tearing the bloody paper into pieces, and looking at Le Qiwen, who had only one healthy eyeball, and that eye was looking at:

This person is still smiling!

Araki Hatsuma directly took the Type 38 rifle from an agent's hand and stabbed Le Qiwen continuously and frantically.

"Down with Japan..."

Wang Kangnian looked at Le Qiwen who was stabbed to pieces and fell into a pool of blood, making heavy hums from his nose. He had an extremely headache and hated the Red Party, who had a bone harder than the stones in the pit.

Such a person will only die if he comes to his hands, or rather, it is better to die than a gentleman and then die again.

Tong Xueyong stood aside, looking at the dead Le Qiwen, shook his head, sighed, and said nothing.

"Mr. Tong seems to be sighing?" Araki Hatsuma looked at Tong Xueyong with a sinister look.

"After all, in a colleague, I tried my best to persuade him to serve the Locust Army. Unfortunately, Le Qiwen was stubborn." Tong Xueyong said frankly without quibbling.

"Mr. Tong is indeed loyal to the empire." Araki Hatsuma nodded with satisfaction, and then he ordered Wang Kangnian and Tong Xueyong to take Le Qiwen's body into the woods to bury it, and then took his men and left first.

The woods at night are quiet and even more gloomy.

Of course, Wang Kangnian would not dig a hole by himself, so he had his own subordinates from the detective brigade to do it.

"Old boy, let them work, you rest." Wang Kangnian said.

"I'll dig a hole for a colleague and send him a ride." Tong Xueyong said without putting down the shovel in his hand.

"It was you who caught him, and it was you who buried him. There is nothing to say about this friendship." Wang Kangnian glanced at Tong Xueyong deeply, then smiled and gave Tong Xueyong a thumbs up.

"Captain, don't doubt that I'm not satisfied with the Red Party." Tong Xueyong said with a smile.

Wang Kangnian laughed loudly, shook his head, and said nothing more.

He has never had any doubts about Tong Xueyong. This is not to say that he has some evidence or found some doubts. This is purely his suspicious personality.

However, after secret observation, Wang Kangnian gradually eliminated his suspicion of Tong Xueyong. This guy confessed to the Red Dang Nan City Transportation Station and even told a very hidden female Red Dang. Although no one was caught for various reasons, this was not Tong Xueyong's problem. The information was correct. The failure of the operation had nothing to do with Tong Xueyong.

There is no way out for such children to recite.

Now, Le Qiwen's death makes Wang Kangnian no longer doubt Tong Xueyong.

Several members of the Detective Brigade threw Le Qiwen's body into the newly dug pit. Tong Xueyong looked at Le Qiwen in the pit, lit a cigarette, took two puffs, looked complicated, and smiled at Wang Kangnian, saying, "The Red Party is buried here, and the Military Control Commission people are buried. They are together underground, and we are together on this, it's really a blessing to make people."

Wang Kangnian squinted his eyes, as if he was fascinated by the wind, and smiled slightly, "Isn't this a good thing? You and my brothers are walking with you on the Sunshine Avenue, and these stubborn elements will send them to hell."

The pit was quickly filled.

Tong Xueyong threw the cigarette butt on the ground and sent an invitation to Wang Kangnian, "Drink two glasses?"

"Let's go." Wang Kangnian nodded, "You and my brothers raise their glasses to celebrate."

The group walked through the woods, under the night, it was like ghosts and monsters coming out of hell. The wind blew by and the branches whirled, as if they were saying goodbye or welcoming.

...

The next day.

"Where is the front?" Fang Muheng rubbed his hands, angrily, and asked.

"There is a gun tower of the Japanese and puppet troops three miles ahead." He Guan pointed to the front and said, "The location of this gun tower is very critical. Based on this, the entire road can be controlled. If we pass through the road, it will be difficult for us to avoid being discovered by the enemy of the gun tower."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the other side, "Comrade Yu Chang, what do you think?"

Liu Bo licked his dry lips and did not answer directly. Instead, he took out the map from his body and waved his hand to signal 'second brother' and 'third brother' to come and see, "Look, here, here, here."

"As long as the gun is fired here, not only the Japanese and puppet troops in this artillery tower, but also the Japanese and puppet troops in these two places can also be reinforced immediately, and we will be attacked from three sides."

"Comrade Yu Chang, what do you mean?" He Guan looked at Liu Bo and asked.

Liu Bo smiled, "third brother" was still angry with him, and whispered "Comrade Yu Chang". Although this was also a task, this tone explained everything:

This kid means that he only recognizes Comrade Yu Chang and does not know Liu Bo.

Fang Muheng wanted to laugh in his heart. He and Liu Bo had basically reconciled, but he knew that He Guan was really angry. When he just met, Liu Bo seemed to call He Guan "third brother" on purpose and unintentionally. He Guan was so angry that he wanted to beat Liu Bo.

"We need to take a detour, from here, bypass the artillery tower in front of us, and then pass through from here, from the junction of the two sides." Liu Bo said with a serious expression.

As an outstanding student in the Japanese military academy, it can be said that in this New Fourth Army squad, and even in the large army, there are not many people who are more familiar with the Japanese combat style and some characteristics than him.

...

Julaida Road, at the entrance of a time-honored theater.

Zhang Ping was wearing a cheongsam, wearing a fur coat on her outside, and carrying a small Kun bag on her arms, getting out of a rickshaw.

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