: The person who comes

Iron Lion Hutong.

In the basement of the North China Front Command, the ice cellar that was originally used for the enjoyment of the former dynasty officials was converted into a torture room by the Japanese. Thunderous screams came from under the dim light.

Otsuki took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, looked at the most mysterious place in the headquarters curiously, and followed a spy to one of the interrogation rooms under his feet.

I saw a wooden rack standing beside the wall in the room, with a woman covered in bruises tied to it. She was the waiter in the restaurant, and next to her was an interrogator holding various torture instruments.

"Ba~bha~"

"Say, what's your name, where are your accomplices?"

A whip twitched heavily on the woman's face, and her skin was instantly blooming, but she just glanced at the interrogator with contempt, spitted bloody saliva, and then closed her eyes.

This reaction angered the spies. They took out the red-burned tongs from the brazier, and pressed them against the other party's collarbone with a grim smile, making a creepy sound.

After a thick smoke, the burnt clothing and the rapidly contracting wound were stuck together. The woman groaned, her body trembled violently, and her hands tied to the wooden frame were clenched tightly.

Dayue stood there with her arms in her arms, watching the scene with interest, and became more and more curious about Zuo Chong. An ordinary subordinate was so tough, what would happen to the other party after he was arrested?

Since he came to the Republic of China, he has seen many generals who retreated without fighting, officials who sold the country for glory, businessmen who bowed their heads and bowed, and warriors who were not afraid of torture like this for the first time.

As we all know, the style of a department usually has a direct relationship with the personality of its business chief. If one wants to fully understand Zuo Chong, the captive is the best way.

"Bridge bean sack."

Thinking of this, Dayue stopped the interrogator and walked to the woman step by step, raised her hand and gently touched the bloody wound, shook her head slightly and persuaded her in a tone full of regret.

"I have seen through your actions. Those combat plans are fake. You have failed. It is meaningless to keep silent. Why bother to suffer?

As long as you can cooperate, indicate your identity or help us catch Zuo Chong, I can give you a lot of money and send you to the empire to ensure your life is safe."

Faced with his persuasion and seduction, the woman was silent for a moment and suddenly used force to bite her tongue. Blood gushed out from the broken mouth and quickly filled her entire mouth.

While the Japanese didn't react, she tried her best to swallow the tongue and blood in her mouth, and then gritted her teeth until she fainted due to the pain.

"Baga! Pry open her mouth and let the doctor bandage it!"

Dayue shouted loudly in shock. Although biting the tongue will not cause death immediately, if the other party bites the artery at the base of the tongue or blocks the trachea and respiratory tract by blood, it will be life-threatening.

He did not expect that the Chinese intelligence personnel were so cruel to him. There were rich nerves on the human tongue. When it was hurt, the body would instinctively feel pain, causing the teeth to automatically loosen and the tongue to shrink back.

Those who can overcome this instinct are those with firm will and strong perseverance. When encountering such an opponent, even if it is an enemy, Dayue has to respect him.

The spies were rushing to pinch the chewing muscles on the woman's face and tried to open her mouth, but unfortunately they had no effect. They had no choice but to raise their fists and hit the other party's cheeks.

One, two, three, and after repeated boxing, the woman finally opened her mouth. The doctor who had been waiting for a long time opened the expansion forceps and used tweezers to hold cotton to stop bleeding from the wound.

It has to be said that the water level of the Japanese trauma treatment is very high. Under the emergency treatment, the woman's wound quickly stopped bleeding, and her fortune was saved.

The problem is that after a series of complicated examinations, the doctor said with a ugly expression that the other party was in serious injuries and had basically lost his language function.

In other words, unless women actively cooperate with the interrogation and explain the problem in writing, it is difficult for them to obtain any useful information.

But no one can be sure if such a professional intelligence officer who can bite his tongue with pain will be able to tell whether the other party will directly penetrate his head after getting the pen.

After hearing this, Otsuki took a deep breath and ordered to continue to torture. Since this person was determined to die, let's help her to see if they were their torture instruments or the other party's mouth was hard.

At the same time, he had a premonition that this dead-hard member must be an important member of the secret service. Once a breakthrough is opened on him, it will be not far from being caught by the left Chong.

The interrogators received instructions from life or death, completely let go of their hands and feet, and used many punishments for tiger benches, waterboards, and electric chairs, but there was no result.

Dayue, who gradually lost her patience, even used ice torture, a method specifically targeting female agents - putting the interrogation target on the ice and watering it over and over again.

Due to the body structure, under low temperature stimulation, the lower body of the target will completely lose consciousness, and will be incontinent to the size and tract, and will be subject to both physiological and psychological torture.

Even so, the Japanese still failed to obtain confessions. They launched a fatigue offensive and did not allow women to rest for a moment, trying to destroy the other party's psychological defense.

The high wattage light bulb illuminates the small interrogation room as daytime, and the speakers keep playing harsh noises. Every half an hour the spy enters the interrogation room to wake up the interrogation target.

As time on the watch passed by minute by minute, Otsuki, who was watching, became restless and restless, became anxious, and finally turned around and left.

He didn't have time to guide the secret service department's business work. The part of the combat plan taken away by the Chinese was invalid. The new combat plan must be formulated before the arrival of the dispatched troops in central China.

Otherwise, Commander Suichi Deanuchi lost face in front of the other commander, the first thing that would be unlucky was him. No one could bear the anger of such a big man, even an imperial nobleman.

Three days later.

Dayue finished reviewing a thick stack of documents, with a satisfied smile on her face, and immediately ordered her subordinates to send the information written with the next military deployment of the North China Front Army to the confidentiality room.

As long as the headquarters has no objection, the work of the Xucheng battle preparation stage will be over at this point. What remains is the work of the combat troops, which has nothing to do with him, and he can finally take a break.

He got up and stretched, then he seemed to have thought of something, pressed the electric bell on the table and summoned the spy outside the door in.

"Did that woman confess? Also, when is the train from Shanghai to Beiping arrive? Has the headquarters sent someone to greet the guy from that south?"

Dazuki stood in front of the mirror in the office and tidied up the instrument while asking two questions, and pinched off an acne on his face.

"Report to your Excellency Colonel, we are still being interrogated and there is no result yet."

The spy bowed and apologized, then bowed his head and replied: "The train will arrive at Zhengyangmen Railway Station in an hour. I have not heard of anyone going to greet him."

Knuckled the buttons on the collar of the military uniform, and Dayue nodded. As expected, North China and Central China had both cooperation and competition, so naturally no one cared about the arrival of Zhongzuo.

After thinking about it, a smile appeared in his eyes, ordering the spy: "Go and prepare the vehicle, and you accompany me to the train station to pick up people. They are all for His Majesty the Heavenly Locust. People cannot think that the North China Front Army is not polite.

Well, let the Central ~ Central Hotel in Donghuamen prepare a luxurious room and a table of food. The other party serves in a place like Shanghai, and is used to seeing the bright lights and wine, so as not to be careless when you get the time to be entertained, and people say strange things."

"Hayi."

After returning to the police, the spy hurriedly walked out. For the highest military organs in Beiping and even the entire North China, arranging accommodation and meals for people is a simple matter.

A few minutes later, Otsuki, who had learned that everything had been arranged, got on the car and rushed to the train station with a smile, guessing in his heart what kind of person he would come from Central China.

The other party can be entrusted with important tasks to determine whether the combat plan is leaked. The background must be not simple. If you can establish a good relationship with this person, you will have more connections in the army.

Otsuki couldn't help but sigh. It was said that the officialdom was like a battlefield. In fact, the officialdom was more cruel than the battlefield. If it weren't for this, how could he be a colonel until now?

The colonel sounded good, but according to the military regulations, a staff officer like him entered the field and served in the war unit and was automatically demoted to a higher level, and even the corps captain could not be the leader.

Let’s look at those officers who are about the same age as him and graduated from the University of Mainland China, the lowest position is the corps captain. As long as the age reaches, it is easy to get a general and become a general.

Is this a public ping?

Of course, Bongping, who made him not a student of Army University? The bastards from Tianbao Qian Group and Sabre Group monopolized the channels for promotion in the army. No wonder there were unknown incidents.

The Japanese Army's promotion potential was crazy about the rules. Otsuki smashed the car window and wanted to go back to February 26th to kill all the thieves that hindered his promotion.

The spies in the car didn't understand why they didn't dare to ask why the Colonel was angry. Seeing this, the driver stepped on the accelerator and drove quickly to the train station.

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In the distance, a train pulled the whistle and drove into Zhengyangmen Station. A young Zhongzuo, wearing a Zhaowu military uniform, walked out of the first-class car at the rear of the train.

The conductor who was maintaining order did not dare to neglect, and stopped other passengers in the carriage, temporarily cleared the corridor, and respectfully sent the other party to the door.

The train slowly stood steadily, and white steam poured out from the bottom of the car to cover the platform. When the smoke dissipated and the door was opened, officer Nakazo walked out of the car with a lazy expression.

"Didi~"

At this time, Otsuki stood beside the car and reached out to press the whistle. The sound attracted the attention of many passengers, including Nakasa.

When he saw a car driving on the platform and a group of Japanese soldiers, the man smiled and raised his fingers and gave an inappropriate American military salute.

Dayue, who witnessed all this, also had a smile on her face. It seemed that the other party had also studied in the military academy of Ome, and they must have many common languages.

The two with bright smiles walked forward a few steps at the same time, held their hands tightly together, and solemnly introduced themselves.

"Hello, Hiroshi Otsuki."

"Hello, Takeo Okada."

Just as they were greeting each other, Wu Chunyang, who was a pseudonym Jia Jixiang, bit gauze in an abandoned house in Beiping City, and stabbed the wound on his left arm with tweezers in his right hand.

After a few muffled groans, he took out the bullet and threw it into the enamel tank filled with alcohol. With a clang, a man outside the door pushed open the door when he heard the sound, and a whisper came from inside the room.

"You have to keep a close eye on the person."

"yes."

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Chapter completed!