Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Time goes back to an hour ago, Taiyuan Detective Team Headquarters.

Listening to the sound of shelling outside the city, which was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, Captain Jia couldn't help but shrink his neck, and big beads of sweat couldn't stop flowing down.

After a while, he opened the folding fan he carried with him in an attempt to relieve the pressure. His sparse stroke and mustache moved in the wind.

Although he and his brothers have become informants of the Eighth Route Army in the city, the future seems bright. But a person's character of greed for life and fear of death will not change because of his identity.

"Captain, what are you afraid of?"

"In the past, we were neither Chinese nor Japanese. We were caught in the middle and were not human beings. But it is different now. We are all internal agents of the Eighth Route Army. We must have the confidence to work for big forces!"

"I heard from Commander Zheng that the operation will start soon. You'd better pull out your gun first."

Lao Liu is a very particular person, and even in the hot weather of June, he still wears that yellow vest.

As if to increase his credibility, he made an eight-figure gesture with his hand while speaking. Combined with the dog skin plasters on both sides of his forehead and the tortoise box hanging sideways on his body, he looks like a spy who has infiltrated our army.

After hearing what his subordinates said, Captain Jia gave him a hard look.

If Zheng Yingqi wasn't still in the detective team, he would have called directly.

"I spit on your face! Are you stupid? The city is so chaotic, the Japanese will definitely let us maintain law and order."

"Now the team is full of eight soldiers. If something happens to you, I will be in big trouble. The best case scenario is to send Captain Zheng to the Taiyuan Arsenal as soon as possible to prevent an accident."

"You talk less today and be smarter."

At a time when life and death were at stake, Lao Liu had a rare moment of sobriety. He looked cautiously outside the hospital, then nodded slightly.

Just when the two were worried, Zheng Yingqi came to the compound silently.

After a few days of getting along, he already had a preliminary understanding of the detective team. Although they became traitors, they did not do anything too extreme to the people.

After all, you can't expect a loser who can't even pull out a gun to have the courage to bully men and dominate women.

According to Zheng Yingqi's experience, the worst fate for these people is a few years of labor reform, but the specific situation still depends on the post-war public trials.

"Jia Gui, if there are any Japanese who ask the detective team to maintain law and order in the city, you must agree happily."

"Don't worry, our Eighth Route Army will never do anything like crossing a river and demolishing a bridge. Once a battle breaks out, you can hide with Lao Liu and Lao Jiu, and then show up after the battle."

"By the way, I asked the boss of Dingxiang Tower to prepare a batch of red armbands. If the soldiers of the 129th Division come to trouble you, wear the armbands on your left arm to avoid accidental injury by friendly forces."

The most direct reflection of the shape and spirit of an army, apart from the temperament and equipment of soldiers, is their clothing.

When the army revolted, the soldiers' uniforms were the same as those of the preserved fruit soldiers. In order to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, superiors required everyone to wear red armbands.

Just as Zheng Yingqi was giving instructions to Jia Gui, a Japanese man with short hair and black-rimmed glasses walked into the detective team.

This person is Kuroto Kizo, the head of the First Army's secret service.

This old devil was a direct subordinate of Yoshio Iwamatsu. Before the full-scale war of aggression against China broke out, he had been engaged in espionage activities in the Republic of China for a long time.

Because he had a good understanding of the customs and customs in various parts of the Republic of China and could even speak fluent Chinese, he was responsible for managing the puppet troops in Taiyuan City.

After receiving the order from his commander, Kurotō Kizo immediately came to the detective team.

Although Jia Gui and his men are a bunch of losers, they are more loyal and familiar with the city's terrain. What's more, six hundred people is not a small number, and it can play some role.

"Hey, Kurotou Tai-kun, what brought you here?"

"Please go inside, please go inside. There are guns and cannons outside. Our team is safer."

"Do you have any orders for me today? As long as you give the order, my brothers and I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Seeing the Japanese entering the compound of the detective team, Captain Jia took the initiative to greet him without any hint of guilt.

In order to cover Zheng Yingqi's retreat, he deliberately stood in front of the other party, saying hello and using small movements to signal the other party to leave the scene quickly.

At this time, Kuroteng Guizan had important matters to attend to, so he went straight to the point and gave instructions without any courtesy:

"Commander Yansong issued the latest order, requiring your detective team to assist the Locust Army in maintaining law and order in the city."

"Each of you will be in groups of ten, and each group will be responsible for one block. Don't alert anyone to suspicious elements. The Locust Army will be responsible for the battle."

"Act quickly! Remember to disguise yourself!"

The little action just now made Captain Jia's heart almost beat out of his chest. I never thought that when I looked back, I saw that the eighth master was actually watching his performance with great interest.

After thinking for a moment, he could only blame it on the other party not understanding the meaning of the gesture just now.

At this dangerous time, if Heiteng saw that there were outsiders in the detective team, he would definitely become suspicious.

In order for the follow-up mission to be carried out smoothly, Captain Jia could only bite the bullet and find something to say, and signaled Lao Liu to quickly take Zheng Yingqi back to the barracks.

"Taijun, why do we big men have to put on makeup? Why don't we just rush up and be done with it!"

"Old rule, when we see people wandering around, we check for good citizenship certificates. If anyone doesn't have one, my brothers and I will take it down on the spot and send it to your office for merit!"

"Hehe, I am extremely loyal."

As the intelligence chief who leads the Taiyuan puppet army, Heiteng understands the working attitude of the detective team very well.

Judging from the other party's character of being greedy for life and afraid of death, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, there is a high probability that it will ruin his own major event.

"Baga! It's really rotten wood that cannot be burned!"

"Don't take a piss and take a good look at yourself! All of China! No! All of Southeast Asia! How can I find such an unprecedented face like yours!"

"You don't wear makeup because you're afraid that others won't be able to tell who you are?"

After being slapped, Captain Jia held his face and lowered his head, looking as usual. But Kuroteng didn't see it at all. The eyes of his subordinates were already filled with murderous intent.

After just a few seconds, he adjusted his attitude and emotions, and his facial expressions alone were not inferior to those of the soldiers of the special agent group.

"Taijun Yingming! Why didn't I think of such a great idea!"

"Don't worry, leave the task to me. I will definitely handle this matter properly."

Unfortunately, a meek attitude cannot win the sympathy of the Japanese.

Black Teng Guisan became more aggressive and slapped him with another big blow. The slap was so powerful that it made Captain Jia's mouth bleed.

"What's the use of my own wisdom! I'm surrounded by a bunch of trash!"

"If only you could do more on your own, the security in the city wouldn't be so bad now!"

"Waiting for this mission"

The sudden interruption of anger made everyone present notice something strange.

When everyone looked up, they only saw Kuroteng Kisan's eyes staring straight at Zheng Yingqi. This move frightened Lao Liu directly. He was afraid that the old devil would see some clues.

Unexpectedly, Heiteng actually walked towards Zheng Yingqi with a look of surprise as if he had discovered some precious treasure, and then touched the other party's shoulders and arms.

"I've seen you, but not often. Are you new here?"

"I didn't expect that the small detective team would have such a fierce general. Judging from your physical fitness alone, you should be no weaker than the warriors of the B Division."

"It's really unfair for you to stay in such a small place. Come to my office when this mission is over and I will set up a special department for you."

After Captain Jia became an informant of the Eighth Route Army, Zheng Yingqi followed the detective team frequently.

In addition to reconnaissance of the terrain of the mission, this move was more to look familiar in front of the Japanese, so that he could hide in the city in the following days.

Kuroteng, who found a good prospect, smiled, waved and left the detective team.

The old devil never expected that Jia Gui would have any rebellious intentions. After all, his behavior had always been to show false affection to the common people and to bribe and exploit intellectuals.

I am so tolerant to everyone in the detective team, they will definitely be very grateful to me.

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After nearly an hour of wandering, Captain Jia finally led the soldiers of the special agent group to the area where the Taiyuan Arsenal was located.

It is worth mentioning that at this time when street fighting could break out at any time, Kuroto Kizo, with the attitude that even a piece of toilet paper would be useful, specially mobilized a group of weapons and equipment "detective teams" from the arsenal.

It included 500 rifles of various models and three Czech light machine guns.

It's a pity that there are no support weapons such as grenades. After all, cannon fodder doesn't need good equipment, just a few shots at critical moments is enough.

"Captain Zheng, how did I perform? This is how Yue Fei drilled his crotch back then!"

"When our Eighth Route Army takes Taiyuan, you must put in a good word for our brothers and try to give them leniency."

"The lives of hundreds of us are in your hands."

With the comedian Jia Gui beside him, even the usually serious Zheng Yingqi couldn't help but shake his head. He did not explain the allusion of crotch humiliation to the other party, but pointed to the location of the arsenal and said:

"The next step is the last level, don't let it slip."

"Just send us to the gate of the arsenal, and you can go back to the detective team and hide."

But at this moment, there was a burst of fierce gunfire from the front, and even the explosion of a large-caliber mortar.

The expressions of the soldiers of the special service group changed, and before Captain Jia could say anything, they took each other's arms and rushed toward the source of the gunfire.

At present, in addition to the Eighth Route Army in Taiyuan City, there is another force fighting against the Japanese.

Not everyone wants to be a submissive citizen, and there is no shortage of people with lofty ideals in all walks of life. After learning that the 129th Division was about to attack the city, this force that had been dormant for many years responded actively immediately.

Throughout Taiyuan, workers' pickets of 1,300 people were established according to industry. They work in teams and cooperate with a battalion of the special agent group to defend factories, schools, hospitals, warehouses and other important places to the death.

In order to regain the lost land, intellectuals, workers, farmers, and national industrialists and merchants all stood up.

All the ordinary people who have been trampled, insulted, despised, and squeezed by the Japanese have united as one and contributed their weak but firm strength to the great rejuvenation of the nation.

In a sense, it can be regarded as a spark that started a prairie fire.

Among this force, the most powerful ones are naturally the workers of Taiyuan Arsenal, with more than 500 people.

Due to the year-round production of various types of weapons, they are extremely proficient in firearms. Compared with senior preserved fruit veterans, what they lack is just battlefield experience.

Although Yoshio Iwamatsu arranged a large number of bombs, he would blow up the factory immediately once the situation was irreversible.

But it was unbearable that workers guarded the detonating wires every day. As long as there was any disturbance from the outside world, someone would destroy the detonating device.

In the desperate situation, the special agent group moved extremely fast, and it took only three minutes to reach the gate of Taiyuan Arsenal.

When the Japanese guarding the gate saw a large number of unidentified people rushing towards their position, they opened fire on the crowd without saying a word.

The firepower network composed of two heavy machine guns and four crooked guns instantly suppressed the secret service group. The soldiers had no heavy weapons, not even a few grenades, so there was really no way to break through for a while.

But at this moment, some broken Japanese words rang out from the crowd.

"Taijun! Don't shoot! I am Jia Gui from the detective team!"

"According to the order of Kuroto Kisan-san, our department is specially here to support the arsenal!"

"I also have a souvenir from Commander Yoshio Iwamatsu! I am a loyal minister! A very loyal minister!"

Although Captain Jia himself is illiterate, he is even more uneducated. But the difficulty of Japanese is not as high as imagined. After listening to it a lot, you will naturally know a few words.

After the Japanese on the opposite side heard about the detective team, they put away their weapons without hesitation and even sent someone to respond.

After all, our Captain Jia is quite famous in various troops with his shocking face.

Moreover, the workers in the Taiyuan Arsenal were very ferocious. They relied on the favorable terrain and sufficient ammunition to block attacks, and actually fought the Japanese back and forth.

This is the time when cannon fodder is needed, so there is no reason to refuse if the detective team sends them themselves.

"Jaisan, you are such a good man."

"I will definitely report it to Colonel Kuroto and ask for credit for you."

Seeing Captain Jia chatting and laughing with the Japanese, the soldiers of the secret service all showed speechless expressions. No one expected that the final level would pass so easily.

The moment he entered the factory gate, Zheng Yingqi saw the signal from Jia Gui.

According to the decision made by the two before the war, the gesture meant that they were ready to take action.

"Taijun, if you have any questions, just ask me. My brothers and I will complete it meticulously."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Gui pulled out the tortoise box from his waist and killed the sergeant leading the way with one shot.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers of the special agent battalion took action together, seizing various commanding heights and firepower points near the gate with lightning speed.

"Damn it! How dare you bully me when Master Ba is not here! How dare you bully me when Master Ba is here!"

"Grandson, can I let Master Ba come in vain?"

This time, Zheng Yingqi did not stop Captain Jia from swearing, but gave him a thumbs up.

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