Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

Watanabe looks like Shinozuka Yoshio. If he wears Shinozuka Yoshio's clothes and puts on makeup, people who are not very familiar with him will not recognize him at all.

However, this guy is just a private, and he is far inferior to Yoshio Shinozuka in terms of momentum and temperament.

In addition, he knew that he came here just to be a scapegoat, which made him even more panicked.

Don't be fooled by the fact that these Japanese soldiers keep saying they are not afraid of death. In fact, when they are really facing death, they are all scared to death.

When the convoy reached the foot of the mountain, it stopped.

A large group of guerrillas surrounded them with guns.

A guerrilla platoon leader came over and looked at them unfriendly.

"Who among you is Shinozuka Yoshio?"

Watanabe was panicking, but he tried to stay calm. He stood up and said in broken Chinese, "I am."

The guerrilla platoon leader glanced at him but didn't suspect anything.

"Very good, you can only take two people up the mountain, the others must stay here."

"This……"

Watanabe was even more panicked. Bringing only two people up the mountain, wouldn't that be fatal?

When the platoon leader saw his look, he immediately became unhappy.

"Asshole, what are you still doing here? Hurry up and get up the mountain. I'm telling you, I arranged two people for you because I'm paying you to find two people.

If you keep talking nonsense, I won't leave you anybody and will let you carry the money up the mountain by yourself. Do you believe it?"

"Hi, hi, hi..."

Watanabe didn't dare to talk any more. He could only agree happily, took two people with him, and followed the guerrilla fighter who led the way.

The guerrilla platoon leader looked at his back with a strange expression on his face.

Is this Yoshio Shinozuka?

Is this the character of the Japanese commander? No wonder he was beaten like this by 200 of us.

Yes, their guerrilla group originally had 200 people, but now, there are only more than 120 people.

There was no way. Although they were all sharpshooters, they could not withstand the large number of the Japanese!

There's nothing we can do about the death.

Watanabe climbed the mountain nervously until he reached the middle of the mountain. After circling a few times, he was led into a cave.

The cave has obviously been modified and there is plenty of light.

In the middle, there is a table.

Wang Hao, Yan Shuangying and Liu Hong sat opposite the table.

Behind them stood his two bodyguards and a large group of Railway Guerrillas.

As soon as Watanabe walked in, he felt everyone's eyes on him, making him feel uncomfortable.

There's no way, the military uniform he's wearing is too eye-catching.

Watanabe pretended to be calm, stood there and asked, "Who among you is Wang Hao?"

Wang Hao nodded and said, "I am Wang Hao, and you are Shinozuka Yoshio?"

Watanabe and the squadron leader and team leader he brought with him all set their eyes on Wang Hao.

Is this Wang Hao? So young?

Watanabe nodded and said, "It's me. Where's my son? I want to see my son right away."

Watanabe's voice trembled a little, but he quickly adjusted himself.

Wang Hao and Yan Shuangying looked at each other, both of them revealing something strange in their eyes.

Is this guy Shinozuka Yoshio? Is this the character of the Japanese commander?

Yes, even the guerrilla platoon leader just now saw it, how could Wang Hao and Yan Shuangying not see it?

In fact, this guy had rehearsed before coming, and he acted very realistically and with great momentum. Shinozuka Yoshio and the devils were very satisfied.

But when he really got on the stage, he became scared.

There's no way. This is not a joke. If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

Watanabe couldn't bear the pressure psychologically.

Wang Hao smiled.

He greeted him and said, "It's no big deal to meet your son. Sit down and talk first!"

Watanabe had no choice but to sit down. Yes, he didn't say anything.

He knew he was shaking, and he tried not to speak if possible.

Wang Hao stared at him and asked, "Did you bring the money?"

Although Watanabe was nervous, he still remembered his lines and said quickly: "Where is my son? Hand over the money and the person."

There was no way, my voice was still shaking and I couldn’t help it.

Wang Hao looked at Yan Shuangying again and really wanted to laugh.

"Okay. You want to see your son, right? Come on! Bring his son out to me."

Wang Hao said this while winking at Wang Dashan.

Wang Dashan nodded to show that he understood.

A group of people waited there for a long time.

I don’t know how long I waited, but finally, a Japanese soldier wearing a captain’s uniform was brought out.

However, this guy had his hands tied behind his back and had obviously been beaten. His head and face were covered in blood, and blood was still flowing from his mouth. He was moaning and unable to utter a word, looking extremely miserable.

As soon as Watanabe saw him, he immediately stood up and called out, "Da Lang, are you okay?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The devil couldn't speak, he could only scream "ahhhhh".

Watanabe was instantly furious: "Bakayaro, what did you do to my son?"

Wang Hao looked at Wang Dashan.

Wang Dashan stood up and said, "It's nothing. He didn't listen, so I cut off his tongue."

"you."

Watanabe pointed at Wang Dashan angrily, but Wang Dashan looked at him with disdain.

Watanabe took a deep breath, looked at Wang Hao and said angrily: "I brought you 100 million US dollars, and you handed it to me, a mute?"

Wang Hao shrugged and asked, "Do you want it? Li San, go over and get the money to check."

Watanabe was left speechless by his words.

They have made their attitude clear. It doesn't matter whether you want the person or not, but they definitely want the money.

Li San led his men up and took the suitcase from the Japanese squadron leader.

When I took it back and opened it on the table, I saw that it was indeed bundles of US dollars. There were 10 US dollars in a bundle, and there were a total of bundles.

Li San nodded to Wang Hao, closed the suitcase, and stood there with the money in his hand, with no intention of returning the money.

Wang Hao said: "The money is correct, I will accept it. You can take the person away."

Watanabe and the squadron leader looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.

"Okay. That's it!"

Watanabe took the Japanese squadron leader and the team leader over, helped the man up and left.

Yes, I was a little impatient to leave.

There is no other way, they are really afraid of being exposed and losing their lives!

So, no matter what, as long as the deal is done, they will take their people and leave.

Watanabe and the Japanese squadron leader helped the man into the car with trepidation, stepped on the gas, and drove away from Qingpo Mountain in a hurry, as if they were running for their lives.

Fortunately, they escaped without any danger and successfully left Qingpo Mountain and returned to Taiyuan City smoothly.

Things went quite smoothly.

The two guys couldn't wait to bring the rescued people into Yoshio Shinozuka's office.

"Report to the Commander, we have successfully completed our mission and rescued the person for you."

Yoshio Shinozuka looked at the guy they brought in, his eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body felt unwell.