Chapter 504

In terms of workflow, the 12th District Team is not much different from the modern hospital. After filling out the physical examination registration form, a female nurse looked at the physical examination form and couldn't help but look at Takahashi a few more times, and then said: "Please come with me!"

There are two Japanese

Takahashi had long been accustomed to this strange look. He was an enlightened person. How could he compare with those fascist soldiers who had not yet realized it? As fellow aliens, they always attract some novel gazes. However, few people are really discriminatory. No matter what, the common people are friends and drinks, and they have clear distinction between love and hate when they come.

Takahashi was just seeing the nurse who led him to the physical examination room with a little face, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Hey! I haven't seen you before. Is it a new nurse?!"

The female nurse smiled shyly and said, "Yes, my name is Yang Ni. Sister Xinyu brought it back. She has only been in the health center for more than a month." She blushed at every turn, which almost became a feature of Yang Ni'er. Everyone inside and outside the health center knew about this blushing nurse.

After taking Takahashi to the physical examination room, the female nurse Yang Ni pointed to a bed and said, "Lear down first and measure your heartbeat and blood pressure!"

Takahashi Masato lay down honestly and underwent preliminary examination at the health center, with stethoscope and blood pressure device taking turns.

After some formal examination, Takahashi was walking out of the health center with a physical examination form in his forehead. He had no major problems in his body, but his mental weakness. The health center arrested some medicine to calm the mind.

Seeing Takahashi coming back from the health center, Wang Yangzheng and waited to say hello at the entrance of the district team camp and said, "Takahashi?! How is the physical examination?!"

Takahashi Masahira's heart was lit up. Wang Yang asked this question with concern, obviously he had already paid attention to his abnormality. After all, he was a cadre of the third company and was very sensitive to any abnormal movements in the district team.

"It's just that I'm a little nervous. Maybe I'm too tired." Takahashi Masato hurriedly said, this is also the situation.

"Oh! Don't think about anything first, have a good sleep! Go and ask Company Commander Chen to report on your work when you have time!" Wang Yang pursed his lips, walked over and patted Takahashi Masashi's shoulder, and made an encouragement job.

Wang Yang's unquestionable expression made Takahashi feel a little relieved, but the sentence "Don't think about anything?" made him feel refreshed. Although he didn't believe in anything and saw through people's thoughts, he still forced himself not to think about those two small notes...

"Yes, yes! Thank you, Squad Leader Wang for your concern! I will definitely pay attention to my health!" Takahashi nodded. Although the 12th District Team still treated him and Kenichi Mu on the surface, he knew that this was just a superficial phenomenon. The 12th District Team, which grew up in a difficult environment with constant traitor spies and lack of aid, has always been a policy of looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside, and the counter-spionage work has always been done without any leakage.

In dealing with traitors and traitors, the 12th District Team has always been ruthless. The fourth and fifth companies and the armed forces team, which often engage in beheading operations, have never allowed those who betrayed and betrayed the base to live for a week.

"It's so dangerous!" Takahashi was returning to his room with cold sweat, and opened the medicine he had grabbed from the health center. He kept the small charcoal stove for winter heating in the room, put a pottery jar, and decocted the medicine by himself. No matter what, his physical condition still needs to be used as medical medicine.

He was the only one in the room, and Wang Yang did not come back even though he could only do it himself. Although he was not good at fiddling with the heat of decoction, he also knew that he would boil it in water and drink it. As for the effect of the medicine, it would not deviate.

Hiss! Takahashi was tearing open the medicine bag and his hand was almost stagnant. A piece of white paper with handwriting was in the kraft paper wrapped in the medicine. There was another note of paper. Why did this gloomy white fox chase him to death?! He was an enlightened person and realized that this battlefield was wrong. If it were not for the sake of the Yamato nation, he would have reported this guy to the third company commander.

Takahashi Masaki was almost angered by the uninvited notes one after another, and he didn't even want to think about who was doing the trick in the medicine bag he gave him. He just looked at the notes and threw them into the fire and burned them clean.

Seeing the white paper turning into ashes, Takahashi was angry and unwilling to regret his actions, but was still glading for his decisive choice. His mood, which had been depressed for a long time, immediately felt relieved.

"Takahashi! It's disappointing."

"Who?!" Takahashi Masaki almost accidentally knocked over the medicine jar in front of him. He was calling his name in Japanese in a very familiar way, but it sounded extremely strange, as if the metal was rubbing, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Who?" Takahashi was rushing towards his kang, and his eyes were splattering everywhere, trying to find the location of the guy who called his name. Under the pillow was a pistol. Although the district team sent it to him for self-defense, there were only four bullets, which was the only weapon that could protect him at present.

"Hey, hey! No need to look for it!" A pistol fell from above in front of Masashi Takahashi and hit the thin quilt.

Takahashi was as if he had seen a life-saving straw and quickly grabbed it. He was stunned. The fish jumped up and retreated several times, aiming the gun at the beam of the room.

I saw a man wrapped in black all over his body hanging upside down on the beam of the roof in a strange posture, and even his eyes were protected by black veil, so he could not see the other person's eyes at all. It was almost impossible to hide a person on the beam of the house in rural areas, which was at least four or five meters high above the ground.

"You, who are you?" Takahashi's muzzle trembled slightly. He was extremely guarded against this guy who had no idea about the purpose of the trip and could fly over the eaves and walls. A few individual guys in the fourth company could also be like the man in black in front of him. His combat power was almost exactly the same as that of ordinary soldiers. The guns in the enemy's hands were no different from those of those people's eyes from fire sticks.

"San Takahashi! It seems that you betrayed the Japanese Empire and the Emperor!" The man's body fell gently, and fell on Takahashi's kang like a cat, and he didn't care about Takahashi's pistol at all.

"No, I did not betray the Great Japanese Empire, nor did I betray the Emperor! I am for the Yamato nation!" Takahashi Masaru could not tolerate being accused of being a traitor at all. He clearly understood that his participation in the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party of China was to drag Japan back from the abyss of destruction and to retake Japan from the hand of a few faint militarists.

"Hehe, you betray your compatriots, your country, and your executioners who are covered with your compatriots, together with those Eighth Route Army, your hands are covered with your compatriots. I wake you up several times, but you still don't regret it?" The man in black smiled strangely, and his tone became more and more passionate.

"Shameless! For the future of Japan, compared with the complete destruction of Japan, some people sacrificed themselves. Whether it is me or those compatriots who have not woken up, we will not regret it in the future. Only you guys, who have been so arrogant that they dominate the world and push Japan to destruction step by step, are the murderers, and they are not worthy of talking to me about any nation or country." Takahashi Masato's psychological materials were also trained in the 12th District Team, and they were not frightened by the man in black. He paused and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Click!

The striker in the gun chamber hit the empty space.

What?! Takahashi was shocked and unwilling to pull the ball to hit him a few more times, but he still had no response. There was no bullet in the gun. As expected, the other party had a hand "Baga!" He threw away the pistol with a dead face. In front of an elusive man in black, the pistol without bullets was equivalent to scrap iron.

The man in black reached out his hand proudly, and four yellow bullets were lying peacefully under the palm of his hand, which was covered tightly by black gloves, as if mocking Masashi Takahashi's overestimation.

"I really don't repent! You traitor who betrayed the Japanese Empire!" The man in black flashed his hand and showed a short knife and reached Takahashi Masashi's neck. The fierce murderous aura forced Takahashi to retreat and hit the wall. The blade of the short knife did not leave Takahashi Masashi's neck at all, as if it would cut his neck at any time.

"Bah, you guys who are inhumane! Sooner or later, you will be judged justly!" Takahashi Masaru closed his eyes in despair. He was really unwilling to accept that these militaristic spies were so omnipresent that they could sneak into the camp of the 12th District Team.

"Hmph! It's not that easy to die!" The man in black suddenly put away his murderous intent, but seemed unwilling to let Masashi Takahashi go so simply, and sneered a few times: "A guy who betrayed the Japanese Empire, I will definitely let you know what life is worse than death. I really don't know what expressions will appear on your face when the people in the 12th District Team know the news that you betray the Eighth Route Army."

"Hahaha, hehe! It's really interesting!" The man in black smiled sharply, deeply stimulating Masato Takahashi's heart.

"Ba, Baga!" Takahashi was suddenly opening his eyes and fighting to the death, but he found that there was no one in front of him, and the blade on his neck was gone, only the man in black still echoed in his ears.

Takahashi was trembling and touching his neck. He seemed to have woken up from a nightmare. When he looked in the room, the doors and windows were still intact, as if no one had ever entered or exited. Looking at the empty room, he felt like he had a big dream, real and illusory. However, his pistol was lying dazzlingly on the side of the charcoal stove, telling him that what had just happened was not an illusion.
Chapter completed!