I am a wolf warrior

Li Xia and his party disembarked the Taikoo ship in the sea off Wusong, changed to a small boat and went ashore in Qidong County.

For the next thousand kilometers, Li Xia and his wife and the 11 accompanying students had to march on foot with their own feet.

After walking into the shade of a tree, Li Xia turned his head and said to the 11 students behind him: "Students, I have been walking for a whole morning. Sit down and drink some water, and take a rest. After the hottest two hours, let's go again." Walk."

Hearing this, the 11 students who were already exhausted sat down on the ground one after another.

Wang Jiazhi found a clean grass field in the shade of a tree, and put a handkerchief on it.

Li Xia saw it from a distance, and couldn't help but shook his head, how could such a young lady suffer so much?

The group was resting, and the Qidong guerrillas who were in charge of the escort brought them lunch, just two potatoes boiled in salt water for each person, nothing else.

Li Xia originally thought that Wang Jiazhi would definitely not be able to eat this kind of food.

But what surprised him was that Wang Jiazhi not only ate it, but also ate it with relish.

After eating two large potatoes, the spirit of this group of students recovered a lot, and they began to look forward to life and work after arriving in Yan'an.

"Students, what are you going to do?"

A male classmate looked at Wang Jiazhi and asked.

When Wang Jiazhi didn't respond, another female student replied, "I want to be a teacher."

"I'm a medical student, and I want to be a nurse." Another female student said, "And I want to go to a field hospital."

"I'm studying journalism, and I want to be a reporter." Another male student said with longing, "It's best to be a war reporter and be with the combat troops."

"I want to enter the Anti-Japanese University."

"I'm going to the Chinese Society."

Seeing that Wang Jiazhi had no intention of answering, the male student couldn't help asking: "Student Wang Jiazhi, which unit do you want to work in?"

"I want to go to the combat troops."

Wang Jiazhi said without thinking: "Hit the devil."

"Huh?" The male student who asked the question immediately stood there dumbfounded.

Are all the female students nowadays so fierce?To combat troops?

Li Xia became interested when he heard the words, and asked with a smile: "Why do you want to join the combat army?"

Wang Jiazhi smiled and did not respond, but said in his heart, because he is in the combat unit.

……

Early July is the hottest time of the year.

Shimizu Ichiro took off his shirt, but he still felt extremely hot with his shirt off.

What made Shimizu Ichiro even more upset was that the Eighth Route Army hadn't recruited yet!

This insider of the Eighth Route Army really has a will of steel. The special high class has exhausted all kinds of methods, even electrocution has been used, but it is useless.

Looking at the already bloody insider, Shimizu Ichiro hesitated.

Given the current situation inside the Eighth Route Army, it is certain that they cannot withstand a new round of torture. If another severe punishment is used, the person may be killed directly, so there is no way to explain it to the Commander.

He has already made a promise to the Commander.

The two devil gendarmes who were in charge of the execution were also sweating profusely from the heat.

One of the ghost gendarmes asked, "Section Chief, what should we do now?"

Shimizu Ichiro hesitated for a moment and then said: "Waterboarding, waterboarding this guy!"

"Hayi!" The devil gendarme paused, immediately brought a bucket of water, and found a black and dirty towel, spread it to cover the face of the Eighth Route Army insider, and fixed it.

Another Jap gendarme picked up water and poured it on the towel.

The Eighth Route Army immediately began to struggle violently inside.

The terrible thing about waterboarding is not the physical pain, but the fear of drowning that can be experienced again and again. The process of waterboarding is equivalent to the process of drowning.

There is great fear between life and death, and not many people can face death calmly.

People who can calmly face death after death are even rarer.

However, this Eighth Route Army insider was very abnormal, and gradually stopped struggling.

After pouring water three times, Shimizu Ichiro signaled the Japanese military police to remove the towel, then squatted down and asked, "Name?"

However, what annoyed Ichiro Shimizu was that the insider of the Eighth Route Army just glanced at him contemptuously, and didn't even bother to say curse words.

Shimizu Ichiro instantly felt a strong sense of frustration.

He had never met such a determined person.

However, this insider of the Eighth Route Army also inspired his fighting spirit.

Instigating against this insider of the Eighth Route Army will be the highlight of his career as an agent!

Immediately, Shimizu Ichiro cheered up and said, "It seems that you are ready to leave this world, isn't it?"

"However, what I want to tell you is that there are many ways to die. As an agent, choosing the way of death is a very luxurious thing."

"In your Chinese culture,"

"There's a lot of creative stuff,"

"And that includes a lot of torture."

"I read a book about a gangster in the Qing Dynasty,"

"Because of contempt for the royal family, the emperor ordered him to be executed, and the way of execution was very ingenious."

"It is to let the executioner use a small knife to gouge out the flesh on his body, and there is a limit on the number of knives. The knives of this Jiangyang thief were sentenced to [-] knives!"

"One knife can't be more, and one knife can't be less."

"If the prisoner dies before the number of knives is cut,"

"The executioner in charge of the execution will be severely punished."

"It is said that the execution lasts up to three days. During these three days, the prisoner's food is quite good, and there will be a lot of supplements for him to prolong his life so that he will not die prematurely from blood loss."

"The name of this punishment is Ling Chi! It should be said that this is a very creative punishment."

"We have a medical soldier here. Before enlisting in the army, he was a first-year student at Tokyo Medical College. He was enlisted before he finished his human anatomy."

"I feel sorry for him, he could have been a great surgeon."

"I think, for such a soldier, we should give him a chance to practice anatomy."

"Sir, I know you are not afraid of death, and you are ready to leave this world, so you might as well try the torture of Ling Chi."

"I don't know why the gangster was sentenced to [-] knives,"

"But since this is the emperor's will, we will follow this rule."

"I believe that after [-] dollars, that first-year medical student will definitely show me a perfect human skeleton, and I will send him to the medical school for collection!"

"Hasegawa-kun, come in!" Accompanied by Shimizu Ichiro's roar,

A devil gendarme in a white coat and glasses pushed the door open.

In the hand of this devil gendarme, there is also a white enamel tray.

Shiny scalpels of various styles are neatly placed on the tray.

At this moment, Shimizu Ichiro stared firmly into the eyes of the Eighth Route Army insiders.

As long as there is a slight fluctuation in the mood of the Eighth Route Army insiders, and a slight panic in the eyes, Shimizu Ichiro will have the confidence to pry his mouth open, and then successfully instigate him.

However, to Shimizu Ichiro's disappointment,

There was no reaction from the inside of the Eighth Route Army from the beginning to the end.

The expression on his face was as calm as the water surface in an ancient well, without a trace of waves.

Shimizu Ichiro once again felt a strong sense of frustration, but he still didn't give up. He gave Hasegawa medical soldier a wink, and Hasegawa medical soldier strode forward with a tray.

Put down the tray and pick up a sharp scalpel.

In order to create a strong mental pressure, Hasegawa's medical soldiers also deliberately held a scalpel for a long time in front of the Eighth Route Army's insiders.

However, these are in vain, and there is no use at all.

From the beginning to the end, the eyes of the Eighth Route Army were never too focused.

"Baga!" Shimizu Ichiro finally lost his composure completely.

Grabbing the scalpel, Ichiro Shimizu cut it with his backhand.

Hearing a soft sound, the right chest of the Eighth Route Army's inside line was scratched with a deep bone wound, and bright red blood immediately gushed out and flowed down.

Chapter 181 A Day Trip to the Gendarmerie

"Baga, are you going to tell me?"

After shouting, Shimizu Ichiro slashed his backhand again.

In a blink of an eye, the chest of the Eighth Route Army insider was bloody.

However, there was still no response from the inside of the Eighth Route Army, just like losing consciousness.

A devil gendarme next to him couldn't help but said, "Section Chief, he seems to have hypnotized himself."

"Baga!" Shimizu Ichiro couldn't vent his inner anger, so he turned around and slapped the devil's military policeman, and then pointed and cursed, "Do you need to remind me? Idiot, I can't see that he hypnotized himself Yet?"

"Hayi!" The Japanese gendarme who was beaten had a look of grievance, but he didn't dare to defend himself.

"Baga, even self-hypnosis is useless, I will let you speak."

Shimizu Ichiro said to Hasegawa's medical soldier again, "Treat his wound."

"Hai!" Medical soldier Hasegawa picked up a needle and thread to sew up the wound.

If so many and so deep wounds are not stitched up,

Soon there will be death due to excessive blood loss.

Shimizu Ichiro didn't want to stay in this stuffy hot place any longer.

But when he walked to the door, Shimizu Ichiro suddenly turned his head and said: "Gu Di-jun, watch out for this sina criminal, and don't make any mistakes, or you will prepare to have seppuku."

"Hayi." The beaten gendarme nodded in response.

Walking out of the warehouse, Shimizu Ichiro had just lit a cigarette, and before he had time to take two puffs, a military policeman rushed over to report to him: "Section Chief, Your Excellency Commander, please go to the headquarters for a meeting, immediately."

"Understood." Shimizu Ichiro threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with a depressed expression.

The gendarmerie had a jeep seized from the Jinsui Army. Ichiro Shimizu drove the jeep himself, and soon came to the headquarters of the 1st Army in Shanxi in the inner city.

……

In the headquarters conference room.

Shimizu Ichiro saw that there was already a Chinese with parted hair.

Seeing Shimizu Ichiro walk in, the Chinese quickly stood up, bowed deeply to Shimizu Ichiro, and greeted with flattery: "Master Shimizu."

Shimizu Ichiro just snorted softly from his nostrils.

Although the Chinese in front of him was the mayor of Taiyuan, in the eyes of Ichiro Shimizu, this guy was just a dog raised by the Japanese, so there was no need to look at him directly.

Seeing Shimizu Ichiro being so arrogant, Bai Wenhui secretly hated him.

That's right, this Chinese is Bai Wenhui, the false mayor of Taiyuan City.

This guy was also from the Jinsui Army, but he was dismissed by Yan Xishan because he was greedy for life and afraid of death. Later, when the Japanese invaded Taiyuan, he immediately defected to the Japanese and became a traitor.

But life is not easy for traitors.

The Japanese never looked him in the eye.

What is even more annoying is that his daughter-in-law was also ruined by the Japanese.

But Bai Wenhui, a traitorous dog, was even worse. He simply asked his son to divorce his daughter-in-law, and then directly sent her to a comfort station to become a comfort woman. Being a dog is rare in ancient and modern times.

But even so, it still failed to get the Japanese to treat them differently.

For example, Shimizu Ichiro never took a look at Bai Wenhui.