Chen Tianhua knew some of the traditional customs of the Oriental people, such as not being beheaded by foreigners on their knees in public, advocating not being captured, killing one's own body as a benefactor, etc.

"Since Brother Xu has opened his mouth, I am not a kidnapper, let alone a stingy person. You can take this person back. If you don't have enough money, let him go!" Chen Tianhua smiled slightly, raised his head and shouted at the tent door, "Come here.

people!"

Feige lifted the door curtain and asked, "What's the matter? Major General!"

"Go to the back mountain and bring the Japanese soldier captured yesterday evening to Mr. Xu."

"Understood!" Fei Ge responded and went out to run errands.

"Oh, thank you so much, Brother Tianhua, for giving me enough face and letting Brother Yu return home satisfied! It's time for me to say goodbye." Xu Xilin stood up, bowed his hands and prepared to say goodbye.

Although the space in the tent was large, the air was not circulating with the door closed and it was very hot and stuffy. Xu Xilin was sweating profusely and his face was white just now.

"Well, Brother Xu has to rush back to resume his life, and I won't stay here. Anyway, the days are long, and you and I have a chance to have another drink. Let's go, it's cooler outside." Chen Tianhua himself was sweating profusely, so he stopped

polite.

The two smiling men walked out of the camp and went to the camp gate. The guards and followers were standing there, and the mountain breeze was very cool.

The two of them stood there for a while, almost twenty minutes, but still no Feige had brought the Japanese prisoner over.

The distance from the camp gate to the back mountain camp is only about a hundred meters, and it only takes ten minutes for a few soldiers to carry an injured person.

"What's going on? You're dragging your feet. It's slower than a girl binding her feet! Go and hurry up."

"Yes!" A guard rushed away.

After a while, Fei Ge was seen running over with the guard. When he arrived, he lowered his head and stuck it like a frost-beaten eggplant, but said nothing.

"What's going on? Where are the captives? Are they still squatting in the latrine?" Chen Tianhua was furious when he saw this and yelled loudly.

"Major General, that... guy... is a prisoner... he is dead!" Fei Ge whispered with a mournful face.

"Dead? How did he die? Tell me quickly!" Chen Tianhua was shocked after hearing this.

The Japanese prisoner was only hit in the thigh by shrapnel last night. It appeared that no arteries and blood vessels were injured. There were no other injuries. He had ordered military doctors to treat him.

How could he die after only one night?

"Major General, he committed suicide. He stabbed his belly with a knife and died..." Fei Ge timidly replied again.

"Suicide by caesarean section?!" Chen Tianhua and Xu Xilin snorted in unison. They looked at each other and walked up the mountain one after another.

In a low room made of trees and stones, Fujiwara Jiro was lying on the ground, his upper body naked, his body was as painful as a cooked shrimp, his face was painful and ferocious, and he had a piece of dirty stuff in his mouth.

of cloth.

The tattered white shirt was wrapped around his waist and abdomen. A very small dagger penetrated into the abdominal cavity to the hilt, cutting open a long gash in the abdomen. The internal organs were wrapped in the shirt, but blood flowed all over the floor.

According to the sentry, it should have happened in the middle of the night. He heard a scream coming from the room. Since he was a prisoner, he was too lazy to pay attention. He estimated that the prisoner was suffering from pain from a leg wound.

It wasn't until the flying pigeon came to pick up someone just now that the sentry opened the door, shocking several people at the scene.

The people here are ill-informed and don't know that the Orientals have a custom of committing suicide by caesarean section, so they thought they were killed in the middle of the night.

This Japanese officer commanded commandos to attack the high ground yesterday during the battle, killing and wounding many New Army soldiers. There are many people who hate him to the core.

Gu Zhunian advocated killing this guy to avenge his brothers.

He was quite dissatisfied with the major general's request for military doctors to operate on prisoners to remove shrapnel, but he did not dare to disobey military orders, but he would inevitably be beaten, scolded and insulted afterwards.

Feige first went to Gu Zhunian to ask, but the latter was confused and denied that he ordered the killing of the prisoners.

Originally, if a prisoner died, it would be like the death of a dog. Who would care?

But now it is the Major General who has promised to return to the other side.

What can I do?

Who killed him?

The two interrogated the sentry and several platoon leaders, but they all denied it. Finally, they decided to insist that the guy committed suicide.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xu, he committed suicide by caesarean section, so I had to ask you to carry the body back." Chen Tianhua said to Xu Xilin apologetically.

"No, no, killing someone is not necessarily a bad thing for the Japanese. Brother Tianhua, please protect the scene. Brother Yu will return immediately and ask them to handle it personally. They are very particular about this."

Xu Xilin has lived in Japan for many years and naturally understands some customs of the Oriental people, especially those of descendants of aristocrats.

"Okay, just follow Brother Xu's instructions."

Chen Tianhua was stunned for a moment. He didn't know that this Japanese prisoner was a descendant of a noble family.

I didn't expect that Japanese people would have so many tricks and hidden rules, so I couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

In any case, the dead are the most important, and the rule of death on the battlefield does require protection. This is also a kind of integrity.

Xu Xilin nodded, turned around and hurried down the mountain to return to his life.

Just after noon, a line of carriages and horses rumbled at the foot of the mountain. There were more than twenty riders and a carriage.

Chen Tianhua ordered all checkpoints to be cleared, and he personally went to the camp gate to greet them. This was the minimum etiquette.

Xu Xilin led a group of people up. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. Each of them tied a white cloth on their head and looked solemn.

At the gate of the camp, Xu Xilin briefly introduced his identity.

Both parties bowed and saluted without saying a word. Chen Tianhua only remembered that the middle-aged man named the leader was Toyohiko Kagawa, and Xu Xilin called him professor.

Among the crowd, there was a man who looked familiar to Chen Tianhua. He had seen him through the telescope. He should be the enemy's top commander in yesterday's battle.

Xiao Linjue didn't know Chen Tianhua before, and he didn't meet him on the battlefield yesterday. Today he saw the true face of his sworn enemy. He stared at it intently, as if he wanted to engrav this sworn enemy firmly in his mind.

Because Xu Xilin only introduced Hechuan Toyohiko, Chen Tianhua did not know that the commander was Xiao Linjue, but he only felt that his eyes were full of resentment.

Of course Chen Tianhua wouldn't mind this. He has been sworn in with these militarists throughout his life, and he understands that the current reconciliation is only temporary, and before long, the conflict between the two sides will be bigger and more intense.

Under the personal leadership of Chen Tianhua, He Chuanfengyan and his party entered the back camp and came to the temporary guard room.

It was clear at the scene that this was a typical caesarean suicide. He should have kneeled on the ground and stabbed himself at first, then bent over in unbearable pain, and finally fell to the ground in despair.

This dagger belonged to a samurai's leggings dagger. It was short, small and ineffective. The disembowelment process should have been very painful. He couldn't die for a while until the blood dried up and he died. He was trying hard to maintain the dignity of his death.
Chapter completed!