Radio?

real?

Yang Yue couldn't believe it.

How could the puppet army be equipped with a radio station? Just kidding...

The Japanese's ordinary infantry squadrons are not equipped with radio stations. How could such a precious radio station be given to the puppet army to abuse! Most of the time I saw it wrong...

However, he quickly corrected his views.

It is indeed a radio station, or a large radio station.

It is more than twice as big as the radio station where Michiko advanced into the team that she had seized before. It is very heavy. Conservatively estimated that it is at least thirty kilograms.

If a person is carrying him on his back for a long time, he probably needs a physique like Zheng Tieniu.

"Who knows this?" Yang Yue asked.

"Three Bouncers!" Zhao Dayong shouted loudly, "Die quickly!"

"Here, come." A soldier like a thin monkey ran over quietly. His eyes dripped at Yang Yue and then shrank back.

Yang Yue glanced at this guy. He was less than 1.6 meters tall and might weigh less than 60?

It's also amazing! He was actually caught by the Japanese? I'm afraid he wasn't here to make a living, right?

"Chief, Sanbengzi works on radio." Zhao Dayong said as if he wanted to make a contribution, "If he said he could not, you would hit him. He would do it as he hit him. He would do it before. He said he would not know how to do it all day long, but after being beaten a few times, he learned it. Sanbengzi, are you itchy? Do you want to give it a try?"

"No, no, no, no, I will, I will, this is a commercial radio station!" Sanbengzi said hurriedly, "Chief, there are only a few fixed channels."

"What's the meaning?"

"That is, the telegram sent will definitely be received by all the radio stations around you."

"Can you encrypt it?"

"Can you. Is there a password book?"

"No."

Yang Yue stuck out his tongue secretly.

Of course he doesn’t have as advanced things as password books. That’s only available in confidential science.

Even Li Yunlong doesn’t have a password book. Very few people know about this kind of thing.

In fact, password information about the Eighth Route Army was very scarce even in later generations. Yang Yue, as a keyboard warrior, had not collected it at all. This shows its mystery.

"If you don't have a password book, you can't send it."

"Invent code."

"ah?"

Sanbengzi was stunned.

Invent code? No encryption is required?

By the way, military radio invents codes, isn’t that asking for death? The enemy can also receive it!

"Yes, invent the code!"

Yang Yue said affirmatively.

No password book? It doesn't matter.

You just need to pass the information out.

As for whom he received and who would feedback him, he didn't know. I'll talk about it then.

"Don't move!"

"Everyone said he was not allowed to move!"

Suddenly, there were fierce quarrels outside.

Yang Yue frowned and walked out and found that it was two groups of people quarreling, and they were almost in trouble.

The quarreling party was named Wang Changsheng. He was also a veteran. He came from the Yunnan Army and his marksmanship was also good. He also had a five- and six-type semi-automatic rifle in his hand. It was specially given to her by Yang Yue.

The other side has no weapons, but there are many people, with twenty or thirty people. Almost everyone is bald and has tattoos on them.

The nickname of the leader is the dwarf tiger, and there is no specific name. Others are basically nicknames.

Yang Yue didn't ask carefully because of the tension in the battle just now.

However, he kept one move and did not fire a gun to these people.

Bald head.

Tattoo.

Always feel like something is wrong.

Look, these people started to make trouble.

Yang Yue didn't need to ask about the specific reasons, and they were all caused by the silver dollars.

A lot of silver dollars were scattered on the ground. There were probably hundreds of them. Wang Changsheng and others picked up the silver dollars, gathered them together, waiting for disposal. However, the short-legged tiger and others wanted to take the silver dollars and leave.

"What are you doing?" Yang Yue said with a calm expression.

"We want to severance payment." said the short-legged tiger with confidence, "each person has at least ten silver dollars."

"I caught you?"

"No. But the silver dollar is not yours either."

"Is that silver dollar yours?"

"Those who see each other will share."

"Where did you get involved?"

"Hmph, please pay attention to me! In short, your Eighth Route Army will give you severance payment!"

"So, are you going to blackmail?"

"What blackmail..."

His face suddenly went wrong.

But it was Yang Yue who drew his gun.

The short-legged tiger was slightly startled and then sneered again.

"Don't scare me! I know the Eighth Route Army's policies!" He said stubbornly, "You can't kill people!"

Seeing Yang Yue open the security of the shell gun, he continued to stubbornly, "If you kill me, you will be dealt with by military law!"

"It seems that you know our policies very well!" Yang Yue said with a smile.

"Of course..." The short-legged tiger is very bachelor.

They are originally hob meat, and they are the best at observing their words and expressions and changing with the wind.

The Japanese were cruel, so they showed great surrender. They also cooperated with the Japanese to deter other strong men and stayed in a difficult situation.

Now that the Eighth Route Army is here, he has seized the weaknesses of the Eighth Route Army and has been entangled.

"Okay, let's talk." Yang Yue simply brought a chair and sat down slowly.

My special meow is a time traveler, the number one gangster in Tianzi, can't cure you?

Do you know what the iron fist of the people's democratic dictatorship is?

You will feel it soon.

"Come on, come on!" Yang Yue greeted loudly, "Everyone leaned over!"

"I heard that when the Japanese devils arrested you, this group of people helped a lot," Yang Yue said in an orderly manner, "Is there any witness dare to stand up..."

"I! I! I!" Before he finished speaking, Zhao Dayong raised his hand high, "I will report and expose! The short-legged tiger is the thug of the Japanese! Whoever does not obey, they will hit whoever they do not obey!"

"One." Yang Yue glanced at the short-legged tiger and said meaningfully, "Is there any?"

"I, I, me!" Sanbengzi jumped out the second time, "I was beaten the most."

"You are looking for death!" The short-legged tiger suddenly became angry.

Sanbengzi hurriedly jumped behind Yang Yue.

The short-legged tiger's face suddenly became ferocious and he stared at Yang Yue.

"What? I'm not convinced?" Yang Yue said with a smile.

"Hmph, your Eighth Route Army slandered people. I don't accept it..." The short-legged tiger screamed.

As a result, before he finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down.

However, there were two gunshots, and the knees on both sides of the short-legged tiger were broken.

Hob meat?
To be continued...