The troops were in short supply in the battle of Wuhan. After pulling out the nail in Beitai, the Tianlu Detachment was abolished, and the troops rushed to the Hubei battlefield, leaving only one unit of troops to clear the endgame.

The large Japanese army evacuated by boat, and there was not even a ghost outside the city. More than a hundred remaining troops in Beitai went straight to Nantai. Chen Zikun looked back at the city in the smoke of gunpowder and felt mixed feelings. This was the first time he had lost so much to Maicheng. More than ten years of accumulation were destroyed. The brothers were exhausted, and the advanced weapons purchased from Europe and the United States were exhausted. His wife and children were all in the hands of the enemy. He felt sorry for him that he didn't even know whether the newborn child was a man or a woman.

The hero is in trouble and the tiger falls into the sun. The current situation is only a little stronger than when I first arrived in Nantai as the Jiangbei Guardian. There are 100 people and 100 guns, but they are 100 fires that can start a prairie fire.

The night was as bright as paint and the dark clouds were covering the city. Chen Zikun silently said, "I will come back." He never looked back.

There are still thousands of residents in Beitai City. According to the Japanese army's temperament, they were supposed to massacre the city and vent their anger, but with the arrival of senior generals such as Shunrok Hata and a large number of reporters, they had to do some kung fu. Then they would be a little difficult to do something like Nanjing.

After a long conversation between Wang Sanliu and Aunt Wang, she learned that her mother has been living with Chen Zikun's family over the years. Although she is an outsider, the mansion treats her as an old lady and never does dirty and tiring work, at most she takes care of her children.

"Official Fang, you must be conscientious and be kind to repay. If you help you raise your mother, you cannot repay your kindness." Aunt Wang persuaded her earnestly.

Wang Sanliu lowered his head to smoke, and his heart was turbulent. He was originally an apprentice in Beijing, but he was arrested for a strong man when he left the city to deliver goods one day. He wore all the military uniforms of the Anhui and Fengtian clans. Later, he went to the northeast and became the imperial guard of Emperor Kant. Because he was cruel and smooth enough, he became a colonel and married a wife and gave birth to children. He had a much better future than being an apprentice at the time, but all of this seemed to be not as stable.

"Mom, I understand. If I don't understand this principle, isn't it just like a beast?" Wang Sanliu said.

The door was knocked and the soldiers said outside: "Captain, Commander Jin has sent someone to urge him."

"Go right away." Wang Sanliu did not dare to neglect the female devil, so he quickly changed into a clean military uniform and went to "report to work".

There is only one intact building in Beitai City, which is the villa of Chen Zikun in Jiangwan. The Japanese minds all live here, and Yoshiko Kawashima is no exception. She stayed in a guest room on the second floor. Wang Sanliu came to the door and knocked gently: "Report, Commander Jin, Bei Zhi is here."

"Come in." Yoshiko Kawashima said.

Wang Sanliu opened the door and went in. Commander Jin changed into a set of fitted cheongsams, showing a graceful figure, and was drawing a thrush in front of the mirror.

"Sanyou, come and help me draw my eyebrows." Yoshiko Kawashima said without looking back.

Wang Sanliu hesitated for a moment and went forward to serve. As he was painting, his eyes unconsciously saw the towering peaks under the cheongsam. Although Yoshiko Kawashima often dressed up as a man, her appearance and body shape were still outstanding. At this time, the lights in the room were dim and the strange fragrance was swaying. Wang Sanliu's breathing became heavy, and finally couldn't resist the teasing, so she picked up Commander Jin and put it on the bed.

It was just dawn, and Wang Sanliu woke up from the confusion. She felt a pain in her head and didn't drink alcohol at night. Why was she so dizzy? It must be that Xiangxiang had something wrong. She wanted to get up, but she felt like she was fucking her tendons and had no strength at all.

"Wang Sang, you are so brave that you dare to kill the imperial army!" An angry shout came, scaring him to tremble. Looking beside him, Yoshiko Kawashima, who was in a straight body, had long disappeared. Standing in front of the bed was Commander Jin, wearing a military uniform and a sabre.

"Commander Jin, it's unfair." Wang Sanliu quickly begs for mercy.

Yoshiko Kawashima held a stern face and held the saber: "Do you dare say that Captain Yamada wasn't you killed?"

Wang Sanliu's brain turned quickly, and his men were all his own irons. He would never betray him. His corpse was burned to charcoal. How to find out the truth? Yoshiko Kawashima was a spy agent and was used to cheating, so he was afraid that he would cheat himself.

He said seriously: "Commander Jin, although I have an opinion on Yamada Jun, on the battlefield, my comrades in the army are like brothers. I admire his courage. How could he kill him? Dozens of brothers were present that day and saw Captain Yamada killing with his own eyes. This is not a fake."

"Lie!" Yoshiko Kawashima pulled out her saber and put it on Wang Sanliu's neck.

Wang Sanliu looked at her calmly, but her heart thumped.

After a moment, Yoshiko Kawashima smiled and put away her saber: "Scar you, my good man."

Wang Sanliu felt relieved, but smiled and said, "Commander Huwei, I was almost scared just now."

Yoshiko Kawashima pinched his scar face: "It's ugly to laugh than crying, I laugh again."

Wang Sanliu was brewing a bright smile when he suddenly heard some animal downstairs roaring, and Yoshiko Kawashima picked up the phone: "Hey, what's going on next? Oh, a bear, I'll go and see."

When I arrived downstairs, I saw a black bear tied with iron chains. There were several Japanese cooks standing next to me, holding an axe and a kitchen knife to try.

The black bear was fierce, and several short cooks were dragged by iron chains and were in a mess. Yoshiko Kawashima smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

"Reported that the squadron found the bear in the basement and planned to kill and eat meat."

"Eat meat? You bastards are a waste. Such a good bear should be raised and you should just smoke bear galls alive."

Yoshiko Kawashima saved Dazhuang's life with one sentence, but pushed it into a more painful abyss. From then on, she wore an iron vest and was beaten to live every day to allow high-ranking officials of the Imperial Army to clear their livers and brighten their eyes. It was worse than death.

Wang Sanliu said goodbye at the right time: "Commander Jin, I will retire from my post."

Yoshiko Kawashima waved her hand and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, the imperial army is in short supply, and there is a lack of useful power here. I recommend you, do it well, don't lose the face of our Manchukuo."

Wang Sanliu wanted to refuse, but he still didn't dare to say it, so he had to go along with it: "Yes! Hu Zhi will never let Commander Jin down."

When he returned to the lower place, Aunt Wang asked her son: "Why didn't come back overnight? The Japanese suspect you?"

Wang Sanliu said: "Mom, don't think too much. The Japanese are honest and not so smart. They are going to appoint me as the high-ranking official in Beitai."

Aunt Wang said: "It's better if you don't take the Japanese official position. How do you plan to deal with our mothers?"

Wang Sanliu said: "People respect me one foot, I respect others one foot. Chen Zikun helps me respect my mother. I help him take care of his wife and children, which is worthy of his spirit in heaven."

Aunt Wang was shocked: "He, he, what's wrong with him?"

Wang Sanliu said: "On the way back from the Imperial Army's plane bombarded Chongqing, I met Chen Zikun's landline and shot him down. Now Chongqing has issued an obituary."

Aunt Wang's tears suddenly burst out: "I'm sorry orphan and widowed mother, what should I do in the future?"

Wang Sanliu said: "Now that the Japanese are powerful, and Mrs. Chen is in confinement and it is not convenient to leave. Let's stay for the time being. Mom, please help me take care of them. I will find an opportunity to let them out of the city for those other girls."

Aunt Wang nodded and said yes, holding back her tears and returning to the house to take care of Lin Wenjing. There was a baby in the basket beside the bed. Her skin was white and tender and her eyelashes were long. She was Chen Zikun's youngest daughter and had not named her yet.

Lin Wenjing suffered from severe labor and lost blood. Her face was extremely pale and she was extremely weak. Aunt Wang couldn't bear to tell her the bad news, saying that the soldiers had broken through and everything was fine.

"Then I'll be relieved." A blush appeared on Lin Wenjing's face. She looked sideways at her sleeping daughter in the cradle and said, "Auntie, please give her a name."

"I can't help it. I don't know much about my name. How can I name it? Madam, you are a gentleman from the university, so you can get it." Aunt Wang shook his head quickly.

"You have fulfilled this girl's life, so you are naturally qualified to name her." Lin Wenjing said.

"Okay, I'll give her a nickname and wait until she goes to school." Aunt Wang looked at the child, but what she thought was Chen Zikun, who had already sacrificed her life for the country. This child is pitiful. He has lost his father as soon as he was born... "Just call him Xiao Baicai."

"Xiao Baicai, well, this name is very good." Lin Wenjing seemed quite satisfied. Aunt Wang felt sad again and found an excuse to go out to wipe her tears.

Wang Sanliu did not break his promise, released Xia Jingxi and others, and sent a car to escort Nantai, which also settled my mother's worries.

...

For the Japanese army, Nantai County was insignificant. If it weren't for the fact that there were still several coal mines in the county, they wouldn't even bother to send troops to occupy them. Xia Jingqi, who belonged to the Central China secret service agency, made great contributions in the battle to conquer Beitai, and rewarded him and appointed him as the security commander of Nantai County.

Xia Jingqi was very disappointed. His target was the commander of the Beitai Garrison, but this position had been obtained by Wang Sanliu from Manchukuo. In terms of qualifications to be a traitor, Xia Jingqi was slightly inferior and could only suffer the loss.

It was not bad to return home in glory, but Xia Jingqi had few soldiers under him, so he had to beg the Imperial Army to send troops to the battlefield. He sent a small team of Japanese soldiers to take him to office. This team was originally from the 45th Regiment of the 6th Division. Because he lost the flag of the regiment, he could only become a second-rate garrison force, and everyone felt uncomfortable.

On the way to Nantai, the sun shone in the sky, the green gauze tent rustled, the curtains behind the hats of the Japanese soldiers were thrusting, and the mouths and tongues were dry and hungry. Suddenly, a village in the distance seemed to have smoke rising. The Japanese soldiers moved their index fingers, and regardless of Xia Jingqi sitting in the mule cart, they rushed to the village with a big gun.

Someone at the entrance of the village was on guard. When he saw the ghosts coming, he hurriedly beat the gong to warn him. The villagers hurriedly avoided him. When the Japanese soldiers entered the village, they were empty and there was no ghost.

The Japanese searched around and wanted to catch a few chickens and go back to the teething ceremony. A Japanese soldier wearing glasses kicked open a door and searched around with his gun, but there was not even a chicken feather. He was about to turn around and suddenly saw a few red and white rags hanging on the rope. He held his glasses and went forward to observe. The red strips seemed to be the light line on the rising sun flag. His breathing became rapid, and he took down the rag and pieced it together. It was the lost gang flag!

No, the most important part is missing. Look left and right, there is still some washing in the wooden basin. When I lift it up, I saw that there was a black-shaped infantry 45th Regiment, and there was a pile of shit next to it. I pushed it apart and said that there were four words given by Jiaren (the name of Emperor Taisho).

"Half a year! The gang flag has been found!" A warm cheer sounded from the small village.


Chapter completed!