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Five hundred and seventieth chapter

Chapter 570

If it weren't for the 12th District Team, how could the dignified Squadron Captain Aoki Squadron of the Musamachi Group run to this remote small train station to be a turtle? If it weren't for the 12th District Team, how could the Squadron Group, which had just established its reputation, become a laughing stock of the Japanese officers and soldiers in Baoding City; if it weren't for the 12th District Team, the slap of Colonel Waste Village still remember You Xin.

Ryuichi Aoki is now like Nio Ono, and he hates the 12th District Team to the core.

"Maeda, do you give it or not?" Aoki Ryu stared at Captain Masahide Maeda, with oppression and begging.

"Isn't this good?!" Military orders are like a mountain, and there is no ammunition on the way, especially such important chemical weapons. Masahide Maeda knows that he can't bear this responsibility, but when Aoki Ryu begs like this, he knows that he must have suffered some great losses, otherwise he wouldn't be in a hurry to ask for these chemical weapons. He thought for a while and said, "Ammunition! I can't give it to you now."

"What?!" Aoki Ryu slapped the table heavily, stood up, pointed at Masahide Maeda and said, "Meda! It's really a waste of me and you who were comrades in the same team in the Kanto Army. Are you reluctant to help with such a small request?! You disappointed me so much!"

"Don't worry, don't worry! Aoki-jun! Calm down!" Akiyama's squad leader quickly grabbed Aoki Ryuichi, afraid that the reckless man would do something impulsive, so he said anxiously: "Aoki-jun! It's not that we don't want to help you, we have our difficulties too! If we only have ordinary weapons and ammunition, we will be punished by our superiors and we will give you it. But if such important materials are missing in the hands of the southern troops, we will be punished by our crimes. We will also be punished for us!"

After all, Ryuichi Aoki was also from the Kwantung Army. He suffered a loss, and his colleagues of the Kwantung Army were also blind. Thinking about a major being sent here to be the stationmaster of the train station, there must be some unknown hidden information. Aoki and the others were unwilling to say it, and they didn't want to ask more. Masahis Maeda still thought of a more compromised and tactful solution. He knocked on the table and said, "Aoki Jun, don't be anxious first, otherwise, let us deliver the things to the southern troops first. Let's talk for you to see if they can come out in two boxes. When you return to Manzhouli, you will bring them back to you. Then yours will be yours, and no one has to take any risks."

"This!~" Aoki Ryuichi was said by Masahide Maeda and Akiyama Shiro and hesitated: "Is this OK?!" When he thought of the four words "Military Court", he was probably the most terrifying thing outside the 12th District Team, and he immediately woke up.

"No matter what, we have delivered it safely from thousands of miles away. There is no credit and hard work. It will not affect the situation of the battle if you have to put two boxes in it. It should be fine. At worst, when we return to Manzhouli, we will bring you a few boxes to acquaintances of the 516 Chemical Force on the grounds of testing weapons. At most, it will only be a few months in the evening." Akiyama Shige said that it is not something produced by the 516 Chemical Force. It should be easy to find acquaintances inside.

"Then! Thank you so much! Brothers!" Aoki Ryu was overjoyed, "When you wait for lunch, everyone must have a good time, haha, I am so happy today!" He could almost imagine the tragic situation of those damn 12th District Team Tujia Route and 8th Route in the poisonous smoke. Thinking about the hardship he suffered before, it was so relieved!

"Where, where! Just be polite!" Maeda Masahide and Akiyama Shiro finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ryuichi Aoki was driven out of the Kwantung Army because of his bad temper repeatedly offended his superiors and colleagues. Having said that, Aoki is also a very outstanding soldier. It is a pity to think about it. It seems that after this guy left the Kwantung Army, his temperament seemed to be much more stable than before.

"Baga! Get out of here! You don't need you now! Get out of here!" The Japanese soldiers' bayonets pushed the coolies out of the platform, all of whom were caught from nearby, using the lives of the whole village as a threat, beating and scolding to work, giving them some leftovers and small money, and they would blow away when they didn't need it.

"Hey! You said, this Japanese man took the wrong medicine, why didn't we move it?!" A young man with a plaster mark on his face, not too hot, but wearing a sweaty jacket with dirty and dirty colors, stroked his nose and followed the other coolies out of the station in disappointment.

An older man covered the direction towards the station, blocked the gaze of the Japanese soldiers behind him, and whispered: "Gou Sheng'er, you're desperate!? Be careful to let Taijun know, and stab you with a bayonet!"

"Bah!" The young man named Gou Sheng'er looked fearless, and he held his clothes and slapped the cool breeze, and said leisurely: "I'm afraid of a ball! When the guerrillas come one day, they will all become ghosts under the knife!"

"You, you bastard! You can suffocate you to death with less words!" The older man was very anxious, as if he would be heard by the Japanese soldiers.

"I said, Lao Guan! Gou Sheng'er is right, what are you afraid of? With the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas to support us, these dog-good guys will not be rampant for long." A coolie with a pale face and thin skin, a chest like a rib, turned around and looked at the jokes on the train station. Those who were usually majestic and powerful were all carrying 38 guns on their backs, holding their energy. The two of them carried boxes of things in groups, carefully and carefully lifted them off the train, and even the energy to eat.

"Haha! These Japanese men! Look! Haha! I'm so laughing!" Five or six coolies were sitting under the big willow tree outside the station, watching these Japanese soldiers working hard through a horse. This is usually their job. This time it was their turn to see the Western scenery, which was indescribable and weird and interesting.

These Taijuns had never done these coolies. They couldn't get the point. After a while, they were all sweating and panting like a cow. They looked at the coolies outside who were sitting under the willow tree, and looked at the idle and anxious. However, the team leader was not polite at all. They scolded the unlucky soldiers and raised them one by one. Two soldiers were not careful and almost threw the box. They were so angry that the team leader whipped his head and his face twitched. The faces of the other soldiers around were whiter.

This made the coolies who were usually bullied by Japanese soldiers and many whipped to relieve themselves! The sound of eating and laughter kept coming from under the big willow tree.

"Tell me, what happened to these Japanese devils today?! Have you taken the wrong medicine?! I would rather be tired like a dog than move it hard by myself. It's so evil!" A man who was ignoring the stem of the dry tobacco and was squinting his eyes and was puzzled.

The Emperor is a coolie, but the coolie is just having fun! The sun is coming out from the west!

The coolies under the willow tree didn't say anything for a long time and couldn't figure it out!

"I think the things on the train today are extraordinary! Otherwise, why would the Japanese not even let us touch them? They drove us far away! There are ghosts among them!" The coolie man leaning against the trunk of a big willow tree and wearing a straw hat, holding a grass stem, and said for a while.

"Hey! Lao Guan? You guys saw what they were loaded on the train just now?!" The man smoking a tobacco pole turned his eyes to the others.

"I didn't understand it, so I took a look from afar. Before I could see it clearly, I was driven away. I saw big wooden boxes piled up with black paint, tightly painted, and couldn't tell anything." The man named Lao Guan said in a muffled voice, and suddenly pulled the young man who called Gou Shenger and said, "Gou Shenger, weren't you standing very close just now! Did you see it?!"

"This, this, I saw it, and it seems that there are words written on it?! I think about it!" Gou Shenger scratched the back of his head, recalling it hard, and then said: "There are many words, and there are also a string of things that are twisted and twisted like words. By the way, I recognize the last word, what is called Bang, yes, it is called Bang, the front, this, this..." For a moment, the memory seemed to be stuck.

"What eggs, duck eggs, good memory is not as good as bad pens. Dog Sheng'er, write it out first and then recall the memories. Among us, you are close to Wang Xiucai. You can recognize a few words. Everyone else can't read one big word, but you can also help you summarize." Lao Guan was so angry that he didn't snatch Gou Sheng'er's head and put it on his neck, thinking hard for him.

However, just listening to the word "现", a few coolies feel that it is not a good word. No matter what "现", it is a deadly guy who takes the lives of our Chinese people.

"Okay, I'll write, I'll write!" He pulled a grass stem and tilted it on the ground for a long time, and drew it out like a dog chewing on a cat. God knows whether it is right. Gou Shenger threw the grass stem on his hand to the ground as if he was done, exhaling, staring at the thing written on the ground that seemed to be a word, and said to himself: "Okay, this word? Bah, I don't recognize it. The latter one seems to be pronounced, pronounced, bah, bah! It doesn't look like a word. Why is the Japanese word so ugly? It looks like a ghost talisman. The word is really fucked. Haha, I remembered it!" He frowned, suddenly his brows spread out, and he said loudly: "Do, by the way, it's called pronunciation 'poison'!"

Poison?!Blast?!

The coolies under the willow tree look at me, look at you, look at each other!

"Yes, what poisonous bombs are coming?" Gou Sheng'er suddenly realized that the people around her looked extremely strange, with stiff expressions, and a little fear.

"My mother!" Lao Guan finally came back for a while, his face turned pale.
Chapter completed!
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