The helpless Wang Zhiyou had to drag his fat body and walk forward slowly. He walked for a minute more than 20 meters away.

"This only son Gaha walks so slowly?" Medical Officer Kuroda, who served as a Japanese consultant in the team, had learned a fluent Northeast dialect and muttered impatiently to his companion Ma Delong next to him.

Ma Delong understood these gimmicks in his heart and replied, "You don't understand, this is called style! Even if the commander of the military control area gives you face to the Japanese, he has to come forward and answer in person, and he cannot be disrespectful in front of you, a low-level Japanese."

"It's a waste of farting when taking off your pants. If you really have the tendency to pee, wouldn't it be over if you don't get out of the car and ask me to go to his place to answer? Pretend to be a silly!"

Wang Zhiyou slowly walked to Ma Qian'an and stood still, staring at the major's epaulette on Ma Qian'an's shoulder, and asked arrogantly: "Which unit are you from? Isn't you afraid of punishing you for being lazy and slacking off your head?"

"Are you the right of Wang Zhiyou?" Ma Qian'an did not look at Wang Zhiyou's fat face, but looked away from Wang Zhiyou's head, and then gestured to a nearby officer.

"That's right!" Wang Zhiyou was angry. When did the commander be questioned like this? You are not a Japanese person, what qualifications are you so arrogant?

Huang Yu, the confidant, howled in fact: "What kind of morality is it? The commander himself did not salute him even if he came here, how dare he speak to the adults in such a tone?"

Unlike Huang Yu's expectations, the person in front of him was not afraid at all. Ma Qian'an waved his hand and ordered, "Tie! There is no rule at all."

Ma Qian'an pointed at Huang Yu, and two soldiers immediately came up next to him without saying a word and twisted his arm to his back with a little force. Several ropes flew onto Huang Yu's wrists and arms, and tied Huang Yu tightly.

Kuroda stepped forward and snatched the "Tornado Box" on King Zhi's right belt, along with the box and gun.

"You? Are you simply rebelling?" Wang Zhiyou was a little confused, raised his hand angrily and pointed at Ma Qian'an, jumping and shouting.

This? Even if there are Japanese people in your team, you can't be so arrogant, right? How can you treat me like this? You must know that I am a lieutenant general of the army, a commander of the military control area, and the current principal of the Army School. How come I look like kidnapping? Kidnapping...?

Wang Zhiyou shivered all over, as if he had figured it out, and said in a sharp voice: "You are not national soldiers, you are anti-bandits!"

Ma Qian'an glared at him fiercely, "What a fight against the bandits?" He screamed so unpleasantly.

"I am Ma Qian'an, the Anti-Japanese United Nations League, you have been captured! I advise you to listen to us honestly, otherwise you will die."

"Yes! It's dead!" Kuroda stared at Wang Zhiyou's neck with his eyes slanted, and Wang Zhiyou's spine felt cold.

The convoy was completely surrounded. Amid the shouts of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers lying around, groups of basic soldiers from the Third Military Control Zone of the Army were driven out of the car.

There was no way to resist. The incident happened suddenly, and the anti-Japanese war was well-equipped and dense automatic firearms were spread all around the convoy, so resistance would be in vain.

Moreover, the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces' policy of attacking the heart is excellent. Several loud soldiers shouted: "Stop the gun and don't kill it! Think about your parents, brothers, sisters, wives and children." "Is it worth it to work for Japan?" "The Chinese don't beat the Chinese!"

These soldiers who were about to enter the military academy were all enlisted after the puppet Manchukuo enlisted after implementing the conscription law. Among them, there were no hard-core traitors, and most of them were children of poor workers and peasants. Based on their basis, they were the targets that could be won. Ma Qian'an was very clear about this. The essence of these soldiers was the same as the soldiers of his own team. If they were not in a fierce face-to-face battle, they would definitely have the possibility of surrender. Ma Qian'an was not prepared to kill these ordinary Manchu soldiers under his absolute advantage.

Hearing Ma Qian'an's registration, Huang Yu collapsed silently to the ground. As the former chief of staff of the Third Military Control Region and the new deputy chief of the Army School, Huang Yu was a scum who devoted himself to the Japanese. He had dozens of unjust souls of the Volunteer Army and Anti-Japanese Allied Forces in his hands. The result of his capture was only one dead end. He was extremely afraid and quickly knocked down him.

Wang Zhiyou is not unfamiliar with Ma Qian'an's name. His troops have been fighting with Anbin Column for more than eight months. Last year, Helen Mingshui broke the attack and attacked Qiqihar. He suffered a considerable loss in the fight with Anbin Column. The 11th Mixed Brigade was almost destroyed by Ma Qian'an. This made Wang Zhiyou remember the name of "bandit leader" Ma Qian'an. According to the information recently found, Ma Qian'an had led his troops deep into the Daxingan Mountains and suddenly appeared in the plains. What was he going to do?

"Nephew, what are you doing?" Wang Zhi turned his mind right for a while, and suddenly had an idea that he was close to Ma Qian's anger.

"Stop, you old traitor! Who do you call your nephew?"

Ma Delong honestly and unceremoniously gave Wang Zhiyou a small mouth, with a very strong and low sound. This was Ma Delong's skill that he had learned after hard work. He was worried that his movements were too strong, Ma Qian'an would blame him for abuse of prisoners of war, but Ma Delong's small tricks could not escape Ma Qian'an's eyes, but Ma Qian'an did not say to stop him, but just pushed Ma Delong away.

Wang Zhi's right cheek swelled slightly, and he covered his face and smiled bitterly: "I have an old age with General Ma Zhanshan. You are his nephew. It's not an exaggeration to call you a virtuous nephew."

Wang Zhiyou's life was held in the hands of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. He had to lower his posture in a low voice. He would always be the instinct of people like Wang Zhiyou.

Wang Zhiyou continued: "At that time, General Ma and I were both under Mr. Zhang, and we knew each other's friendship at that time. Especially in the first year of Kant, we raised the flag of righteousness to resist the Japanese and occupied the three eastern provinces. We made an appointment to fight against Japan to the end. If Brother Ma Zhanshan had not surrendered to Japan first, I would not have had a bad intention to surrender to Japan. Do you think that's the reason?"

Wang Zhiyou defended himself, and pointed out that he surrendered to Japan by the influence of Ma Zhanshan. The purpose was to make Ma Qian'an and others feel guilty for Ma Zhanshan and let him go.

Ma Delong was angry and eager to move forward again, cursing while leaning forward, "I tear your mouth apart again. When did my uncle ask you to surrender? My uncle was pretending to surrender at that time, you really surrender! Less than sewage, I often throw away my uncle. Do you want you to shame?"

Ma Qian'an knew all the old stories of Wang Zhiyou. He heard that he was talking nonsense and turned black and white, and he couldn't find a suitable word to refute for a while. This person was a bit shameless, and he didn't tell him about his scandal, but he was dependent on others.

"Haha!" Ma Qian'an beat him up, haha, this old bastard, wait a moment before dealing with you! Ma Qian'an ordered the soldiers to take Wang Zhiyou back to the car to take care of him.

The reason why Ma Qian'an doesn't want to talk nonsense to Wang Zhiyou now is very simple. He saw a large herd of horses floating in the distance, raised the telescope in front of his chest to observe for a while and felt relieved. This was Zhuoligetu's armed work team.

At the same time, Cong Ying also quickly came to report: "Report to the commander, Dulbert's armed forces came to receive the prisoners."

Zhuoligetu was let go solo by Geng Dianjun as early as February, directing him to the grassland to promote and encourage Mongolian herdsmen to participate in anti-Japanese activities. Zhuoligetu led a small team of people to wander in the vast pastures, looking for herders of the same race scattered in a vast area to promote anti-Japanese resistance. Usually, they disguised as herders and lived in small tribes, or simply drove dozens of horses to search for various fighter jets on the grassland to fight against the "expropriation team" of the puppet Manchukuo government. For this truly erratic Anti-Japanese United Mongolian team, the Japanese and puppet government had no choice but to identify the true identities of Zhuoligetu and others.

The dark cloud-like horses quickly filled both sides of the road, with more than 300 people.

Zhuoligetu jumped off his horse and ran to report, "Report, Zhuoligetu, the captain of the Dubert military team, came to report, Hehe Commander, as soon as I received your telegram, I summoned everyone. Seeing that I work so hard, would I bring us together to act together?"

There are so many people! Ma Qian'an did not answer Zhuoligetu's request for a fight, and asked back: "There were only 45 people when you came out of the mountain. Why are there so many people now? Who asked you to bring them all? I have never given such an order. Didn't I let your team come?"

"This is our team, hehe! I didn't deliberately bring so many people. They are all from our armed forces team. It's not good not to let anyone come. They heard that there was action, but they couldn't stop them."

"All of them are developed by you?" Although he guessed something, Ma Qian'an still wanted to get Zhuoligetu's confirmation, and hesitated to point at the simple faces around him.

Zhuoligetu nodded proudly and replied: "That's right! And they all bring their own dry food and horses, but they are still missing dozens of guns when they develop too fast."

Ma Qian looked at Zhuo Ligetu calmly. The young man is good, he is a little genius for organizing and mobilizing. Not all small teams can develop into large teams, and ordinary people can organize the herdsmen who advocate freedom and unrestrainedness to fight against Japan.

"But no!" Ma Qian'an rejected Zhuoligetu's request to participate in the war. "This battle is different from the combat methods you are used to. You can destroy all of you in one battle."

"I'm not afraid! They are not afraid either!" Zhuo Ligetu was anxious, his face suddenly turned red, and he became a little anxious and pale. Commander Ma looked down on people, and the men on the grassland were not afraid of death.

Ma Qian'an was half ordering and half coaxing, "Okay, okay, execute the order. Send someone to take these prisoners back to the mountains and be careful not to abuse them. In the near future, many people will become your comrades. If you abuse them on the road, beware that they will jointly beat your black stick."

Zhuo Ligetu glared at the prisoners in the distance with a dark face. If there were no such burdens, the commander might have asked me to go to fight a big battle with him. Why don’t these bastards resist? Let Commander Ma beat them all to death in one go.

Soon Zhuoligetu's deputy left with his captives and the horses of the special squadron. As the galloping horses rumbled by, the earth was trembling slightly.

"Aren't you leaving?" Ma Qian'an was about to get on the car. When he saw Zhuoligetu and a guard were still circling around, he shouted at him.

Zhuoligetu hoped that Ma Qian'an would change his mind and take him away. Seeing that Ma Qian'an was unmoved and failed in his warm offensive, he reluctantly set off and prepared to leave.

"Drink less! Don't worry about you!" Ma Qian'an shouted from afar.

Do you still call a Mongolian man without drinking? Zhuoligetu secretly curled his mouth, suddenly turned over to the horse, and rushed towards the distance with a clamped horse's belly.

From afar, the rough and long Mongolian tune came.
Chapter completed!