The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 185 Just a Tool
What shameless and vulgar Chinese inferiors are only worthy of being compared with pigs. My great Japanese Empire will never let you go, etc.

Seeing her miserable appearance, Jiang Cheng thought of those female heroes in Northeast China who had suffered so much: what she had suffered was not even one-tenth of what they had suffered.

Jiang Cheng clenched his fists slightly and walked up slowly, losing his patience.

"Even if you don't say anything, I roughly know your identity."

Jiang Cheng spoke calmly, "You were sent by the military, right?"

"In your briefcase, there are a lot of maps of the Fengtian Army and our army's deployment, etc. You have nothing to do with the exploration team of the pioneer group, right?"

"Tell me, who is Kawashima Naniwa to you? Is Doihara Kenji also related to you?"

Her personal belongings were all the equipment commonly seen by Japanese spies, and she had calluses on her hands from gunshot wounds. Her briefcase also contained a large number of military secrets related to the Fengtian Army.

Neither the pioneering group nor the exploration team would explore these...

The only explanation is that she was a female spy planted by the Japanese military into the exploration team!
It is not surprising that a female spy appeared in Northeast China, but the location and timing of her appearance were really strange.

The Fengtian Army, led by Marshal Zhang, fought against the rebels mainly from Mongolia and the Zongshe Party...

Japan did want to take advantage of this situation to gain some benefits, but when the Fengtian Army approached and showed its fists, these cruel and greedy invaders really valued their lives and chose to hide in their spheres of influence in various places.

However, it now seems that although they appear to be cowardly, they actually want to make some small moves.

Jiang Cheng rubbed his chin and sneered: He really wanted to torture this female spy to find out who she was working with.

It was impossible for Feng Delin. The ferocious Mongolian bandits were obviously just their pawns.

In fact, with a little thought, you can think of:

After supporting the Zongshe Party, the Mongolian princes, and Feng Delin, these bastards have failed one after another.
Now everyone must turn their eyes to Meng Enyuan in Jilin.

Otherwise, why bother using the Fengtian Army's brain at this time?
It's nothing more than giving some intelligence to Meng Enyuan as a benefit, so that he will cooperate with the Taijuns... The old man himself is worried that the Marshal will seize power!

His gaze became colder again.

"You damned China dog, I won't say anything!"

The female spy lowered her head and trembled.

Jiang Cheng knew very well that the Japanese spies who were able to enter China had all undergone rigorous training, and even had special torture "subjects" for training.

The perverted Japanese have long since trained them into tools one after another - especially female spies, who have undergone countless inhumane "trainings".

They are just ruthless tools to worship His Majesty the Emperor of Japan.

He is no longer considered a human being.

"I know you are not afraid of death or pain, but I have plenty of ways to make you speak."

Jiang Cheng sneered, "But it doesn't matter whether I listen to you or not. Now that I have you, I can get promoted and make a fortune..."

"As for what you said or avoided, it doesn't matter to me."

He wouldn't hit her. There was no need to get his hands dirty.

I have basically understood what the Japanese military is going to do from her belongings. Interrogating her now is just to confirm her thinking. It is necessary to give it to the Marshal in exchange for some benefits.

"Break this woman's hands and feet, stuff her into a pig cage, and send her to Officer Wu in Siping overnight."

Jiang Cheng put his hands on his hips and sneered, "By the way, your name is Takahashi Keiko, right?"

Hearing this, the woman took a breath and stared at him.

"Ms. Huizi, I'm sorry."

Jiang Chenghe folded his elbows and glanced at her. "I have a printing factory in Fengtian. I plan to use your name to go to the South Manchuria line for a good walk."

"For example, your name, your mission, and what kind of intelligence you got from our Feng Province... Besides, one of my favorite things to do is to spread rumors, hahahaha!"

After saying this, the female spy, who was almost unconscious from the cold, started to go crazy and cursed Jiang Cheng even more fiercely.

"I will know everything I should know, and the Marshal will also know what I don't know."

Jiang Cheng stared at her pupils that were getting tighter because of hatred, and sneered, "You little devils, you still want to play with the Marshal and China, you are too naive."

He said he would break her hands and feet, but after handing her over to Bayin, he found it too much trouble and found a guillotine to chop off all ten of the woman's fingers and feet.

There is no way he can run away, and the Japanese have always regarded such exposed spies as waste.

The gift to the Marshal is that during the interrogation, as long as the mouth and brain are there, it doesn’t matter whether the body is intact or not.

The battle of Jinjiagou was a great victory. Not a single Japanese soldier returned and the entire exploration team was wiped out.

The 36 Mongols who broke into the village all surrendered to them and were willing to join the Fengtian Army.

Although there are only about 30 people in Mongolia, they are known as the "nation on horseback".
Including these people, they have all fought the "guerrilla warfare" with the rebellious Babuzab for nearly a year. Every one of them who can survive to this day is the elite among the elite.

Not to mention their horsemanship, their marksmanship is extremely accurate.

As long as they are willing to join, they can be trained to become qualified subordinates: In the Republic of China, the lower class people are just looking for food to eat and money to make, aren’t they any different?
Relying on his own tactics, Jiang Cheng won victory after victory around Siping, and before the end of the first month of the lunar year, the Mongolian rebels in the vicinity had been basically wiped out.

After deducting the casualties and incorporating new troops, Jiang Cheng's men actually had a force of about a thousand people, and each man was equipped with a gun and a horse, becoming the elite under Wu Junsheng.

Soon, the rebellion around Fengtian Province gradually died down, and Babuzab himself was shot dead by Wu Junsheng near Liaoyuan. The remaining troops began to disintegrate and flee to various places.

On the day they returned to the provincial capital, Jiang Cheng, Cai Yuanzong and other generals, led by the commander-in-chief of this operation, Wu Junsheng, went to the Governor's Mansion to receive an audience with the Marshal.

The snow had been cleared away long ago, the grand European-style buildings were decorated anew, and the lights and decorations everywhere seemed to still retain the joy of the Spring Festival;
When they entered the door, a Western-style military band played the Beiyang Military Music. The Marshal led most of the senior officials and celebrities from the provincial capital to personally greet them.

"Second brother is suppressing bandits and winning battle after battle. This has really boosted the morale of our Fengtian Army!"

Marshal Zhang, wearing a brand new long gown and jacket, came forward with a smile on his face. He held Wu Junsheng, the leader, with both hands and led him into the western-style building.
“Thank you for your hard work!”

Wu Junsheng, who was well versed in the art of thick black, immediately acted flattered: "It was all thanks to General Yu's prompt decision and the colleagues in the General Staff Department who made the plan!"

"Also, I am lucky to have a big tongue. My brothers under me are not afraid of powerful enemies and fight bravely! Hehe, how can I take all the credit by myself?"

(End of this chapter)