Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

The chief of staff sent several telegrams to headquarters without stopping, and the headquarters thought something had happened.

The leader looked at the telegram on the table and asked in confusion, "Why does Wang Ye have so many ideas? The Japanese corpse was destroyed.

He can negotiate with the Japanese with photos, isn't he afraid that the Japanese will not agree?"

The division commander calmly analyzed, "I don't think so. The Japanese have been fighting the National Government on the battlefield in China for several years.

There were heavy losses in several major battles, but there was never a situation where an entire division was destroyed.

Even if there were losses, both the Japanese army and the civilians at home could accept it, because they gained something after each battle.

But this time the 20th Division was different. Not only was the entire division destroyed, but the opponent was a unit they had never heard of.

If this news gets out, not only will the Japanese be in turmoil, but Western countries will also lower their assessment of the Japanese's combat effectiveness.

Maybe they will provide more assistance to the government.”

"Yes, the strategic significance of the independent battalion's battle this time is extraordinary," the leader said after a moment's hesitation.

"Contact Yanzhou immediately and ask the Social Affairs Department to send the list of underground party members arrested in various places, and then send it to the independent brigade.

We must also take good measures to transfer the ocean and weapons. The devils are very cunning, and we must not let them capsize in the gutter!"

The division commander smiled and said, "Don't worry, Boss. The chief of staff is in the independent battalion. With him in charge, nothing will go wrong!"

"If you hadn't mentioned him, I would have almost forgotten that this guy had been on the independent brigade for almost 10 days and hadn't come back yet. What did he want to do?

Are you not going to work at the headquarters anymore? Or is the food in the independent brigade really that good? "

The leader laughed and joked that in the past, no matter what time it was, the chief of staff was always behind the boss to give him advice, but who would have thought that after going to the independent brigade, he never came back.

"By the way, when you send a telegram to the independent brigade, tell them that the National Government has sent Sun Zhengpin, the deputy commander of the First War Zone, to Suiyuan by plane from Chang'an.

They will arrive in Ping County soon. They are also going for the devil's corpse. Tell Wang Ye to be careful not to do anything rash! "

After the staff officer wrote down the boss's order, he rushed to the telecommunications room.

That afternoon, Takeuchi Ichiro and his negotiators found Wang Ye again.

"Mr. Captain, I have received an order from the Taiyuan Headquarters. Commander Yuzuka is very interested in the photos you have. We hope you can get all the photos and negatives!"

Wang Ye had long anticipated that the Japanese would not be able to accept the destruction of the 20th Division and would certainly do their best to cover up the incident, so he was not afraid that the Japanese would not talk about it.

The body is not the point, the evidence is the most important. Unfortunately, Wang Ye has countless evidence in his hands.

"Mr. Takeuchi, we have already told you our conditions this morning. As long as you bring the money, weapons and people here,

I can give you all the evidence!"

"Evidence?" Matsumoto Takeshi, who was hiding among the negotiators, understood immediately after hearing these two words. These Tubalu soldiers fully understood their plan.

This would make the subsequent negotiations very difficult, as he knew too well the consequences of having his cards seen through.

Ichiro Takeuchi didn't think too much about it. He said in embarrassment, "Captain, you should understand that the Empire has no money at all, and we don't use money.

How about we give 200 million French francs, which is the currency used by your government!"

"Legal currency?" Wang Ye sneered, "Takeuchi Ichiro, you really don't know or you're just pretending not to know, what's the difference between legal currency and waste paper now?

Or do you think that we, the Eighth Route Army, are all fools, ignorant of what is happening outside?"

Ichiro Takeuchi was frightened by Wang Ye's momentum and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. How could this man, who was not very old, be more terrifying than Commander Yuzuka?

He quickly explained, "Captain, you misunderstood. Maybe I have worked in the headquarters for a long time and I am not clear about the prices outside.

But 200 million is too much money, we can't come up with it right away, how about 50?"

Wang Ye took out a stack of photos and pulled out one. "50, but you can only get this one. You decide what to do with it!"

Takeuchi Ichiro took it and looked at it. It was a scene of the Japanese position after the battle.

The corpses of Japanese soldiers were everywhere, and the broken limbs and arms filled the battlefield. The flag of the 77th Regiment not far away was particularly eye-catching.

The Japanese negotiator wanted to curse when he saw this photo, and then he saw Wang Ye's hands on his waist.

Suddenly thinking of the people who were killed yesterday for cursing, everyone's heart tightened. Would the people on the other side intend to kill them all? All the devils quickly shut up.

Ichiro Takeuchi looked around, actually communicating with Matsumoto Takeshi through eye contact. Only after Matsumoto Takeshi nodded did Ichiro Takeuchi sit up straight and say to Wang Ye,

"Two million dollars is no problem, but as for the weapons and ammunition for the two reorganized divisions, we are powerless in this regard.

I believe you have all received the relevant intelligence. The Empire is sending troops to China from its homeland.

We don't even have enough weapons and ammunition of our own, how can we possibly provide them to you?"

Wang Ye chuckled and said, "Of course we know this information, and the destruction of the 20th Division has greatly advanced the time for you to increase your troops.

In this respect, we have disrupted your plans, and I apologize!"

"You!" The Japanese soldiers were so angry at Wang Ye's words that they all stood up.

"Bang!" Wang Ye, Zhao Gang and others slammed their guns on the table at the same time, and Wang Ye yelled, "Sit down!"

Ichiro Takeuchi was pulled by Matsumoto Takeshi, and all the Japanese soldiers sat down, angry but not daring to say anything.

"That's right, since this is a negotiation, everyone should just say whatever they want to say, and don't get angry!"

When Zhao Gang heard what Wang Ye said, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't seen that the Japanese were almost angry to death, he would have really believed what Wang Ye said.

"I don't care whether you need it or not, and I don't care how many devils you send over. Anyway, you must give me the equipment of the two Class A reorganized divisions."

"Why is it Class A?" Ichiro Takeuchi shouted in a hoarse voice because he was too shocked.

"Nonsense, are you going to give me a B-level or a C-level?

Since I've opened my mouth, of course I'll ask for the highest price, so I'm just asking you to give it to me or not?"

Ichiro Takeuchi was so annoyed by Wang Ye's arrogance that he could only look at Matsumoto Takeshi again.

Wang Ye had noticed his actions long ago and couldn't help but say, "Major General Matsumoto Takeshi, deputy chief of staff of the Japanese First Army, has been hidden since he came.

Do you think I'm a murderer who kills every devil I see?"

"Aren't you?" Matsumoto Takeshi couldn't help but complain when he saw his identity was exposed.

"I'm sorry, I really am!"

Wang Ye smiled slightly, "Come here, arrest this spy who is infiltrating the Japanese negotiation delegation!"

Matsumoto Takeshi and Takeuchi Ichiro were shocked by Wang Ye's change of expression and shouted, "I am the representative of this negotiation, you can't arrest me!"