Takahira Daman fell into long-term thinking, and after a while, he reached out to signal Kato to sit down, and said earnestly: "You must know that the lives of imperial soldiers are precious. If you can reduce casualties, you must minimize them. The Imperial Army can receive food and pay, and you cannot waste them in vain. Besides, the strategy of Lord Kono is to win with stability. If he wants to agree to the sweeping, he must know that even if the sweeping fails, the impact on the Imperial Army will not be great. After all, the Imperial Army can be supplemented in large quantities."

"Your Excellency means to take the Imperial Army as the main force, carry out punishment actions, and let the Chinese people attack the Chinese people." Kato asked tentatively.

"The Imperial Army has three regiments now, right?" Longping Daman's eyes flashed with a cold light and said, "Of course, it's not possible to rely on them alone. If you give you a small team of imperial soldiers, you will be in command, what if?"

"Your Excellency, you are so awesome." Kato didn't know what praise to praise Rhombidium, and rubbed his hands happily, "It's really too clever to command and supervise the battle, and to be the Imperial Army as cannon fodder and charge forward."

"Hahahaha." Takahira Daman smiled and patted Kato on the shoulder, "You don't have to be too happy. I will report this matter with Lord Kono on the phone first. Whether or not I will be different. If Lord Kono agrees, you can do it well and use your talents to not disappoint me!"

"Hayi!" Kato stood up straight and said excitedly: "I will never let you down, and I will definitely let the Chinese people surrender to the rule of the imperial army."

Daman Takapei encouraged Kato and stared at him in a deep voice, saying, "You know that there have always been two factions in the military provinces. One faction believes that the Chinese people's mud houses should be pushed away with tanks and bulldozers, and then learn from Qin general Bai Qi's hundreds of thousands of people in a pit, so as to pit the excess Chinese fiery labor, use machines to farm, and turn China into a warehouse of wheat grain; the other faction believes that the strategy of merging the villages and townships should be implemented, holding whips in one hand and candy in the other. Force them to work and provide cheap labor with holy wars! What do you think?"

Kato thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's probably not that easy to farm with machines! Relatively speaking, I still agree with the latter method. The Chinese are cowardly and dare to resist the Imperial Army. As long as you use bloody means to shock China into a logistics base for the Greater East Asian jihad."

"Yes, I'll feel relieved if you have such knowledge." Takahira Daman nodded slightly and sighed: "The wheat and cotton are everywhere here, so beautiful and rich. In the Kyushu Four Kingdoms, we see the rippling sea water, but here are the boundless wheat fields. The wind blows the wheat waves, which is intoxicating! We need endless food, as well as cotton and minerals. Moreover, the Chinese can serve as the cheapest labor force, and only by stabilizing the occupied areas, the Japanese Imperial Army can compete with the world's powers and achieve greater victory. Therefore, the smartest means are the ones."

"Your Excellency is very saying that if we don't learn from Bai Qi, we should use those among the Chinese people who are willing to serve the Imperial Army to fight those who are not convinced by the Imperial Army." Kato nodded and said, "It's just that Hu Yi is worried that those Chinese people are unreliable. If they are given too much weapons and equipment and let them expand freely, will they have a different intention?"

"You are a little worried." Takapei Daman smiled faintly, "What are the benefits of those Chinese opposing the Imperial Army? Why are they all close to the Imperial Army landlords, gentry, and bandits? Because they want to keep their family property, land, family, and live a comfortable life, they can only rely on the Imperial Army. Now the Imperial Army is strong and has a strong military power. There is an old saying among the Chinese: Those who know the times are heroes. At this time, can those people still see the situation clearly? They will never risk the risk of their family being destroyed and their property being lost to oppose the Imperial Army."

"Your Excellency will understand everything after you say this." Kato didn't know whether it was really admiration or a false compliment, and his expression seemed to be convinced, and he lowered his head humbly.

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The ancient city, from a distance, looks like a huge prison. The city wall has long been demolished. After the Japanese occupied it, they forced the people to dig trenches and build walls and guardhouses. On the high flagpole, a Japanese devil's plaster flag swayed like a mourning banner.

A Western-style two-story western-style building in the north of the city is hidden by several tall poplar trees. In the wind, the branches and leaves shaking, making a rustling sound. A dense barbed wire fence is set on the high courtyard wall.

On the pink wall of the second floor office, there is a map hanging. Any areas occupied by the Japanese devils were drawn with blue pencils on the map. In front of the map, Kono Kono held his hands behind his back, raised his face, carefully observed the map, and then used a pencil to draw circles in several places. Then he turned slowly, stretched out the hand wearing white gloves with a pencil, waved it into the air, and said loudly: "If we advance at this speed, our great Japanese Imperial Army will stabilize the entire occupied area within half a year, divide the base area into several pieces within a year, or force the enemy into the mountains to gnaw stones."

The pseudo-county magistrate Wang Jinqing, sitting on the sofa, had a thin skin shaved white, his beard was cut neatly with scissors, and the shadows inside the wrinkles seemed even darker. Hearing Kawano's arrogant words, he nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, the imperial army's soldiers pointed at it, those mobs were determined to descend and asked me to see it. Maybe it won't take that long!"

After hearing Wang Jinqing's words, Kono smiled faintly, threw the pencil at the table, sat on a swivel chair, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, poured half a glass of wine, and slowly savored it.

Seeing that Kawano was very happy, Wang Jinqing secretly gave a wink at the translator Zhao Mukang.

Zhao Mukang immediately understood and drank the wine for Kawano diligently, and said in a low voice: "Taijun, County Magistrate Wang has sent you two more flower girls, both of which are watery and spiritual yellow flowers."

"Well, Miss Hua, it's great." Kono gave Wang Jinqing a thumbs up.

Wang Jinqing owed his body and said with a smile: "The humble position is just a little bit of a job, a job of a dog." As he said that, he frowned slightly and said with ulterior motives: "Today is the happy day for Yue Peikun, the commander of the Second Regiment of the County Imperial Army. Do you know?"

"I know." Kono nodded and said, "I have asked Captain Miyamoto of the Gendarmerie to come and congratulate him."

Wang Jinqing smiled slightly and said inadvertently: "I heard that his new wife is still a college student from Peking. She originally went to Chongqing with her classmates, but she was caught by Captain Yue, but she got a bargain."

"College students from Peking? Do you still want to go to Chongqing?" Kono narrowed his eyes, and a suspicious light shot out between opening and closing.

The Japanese devils hated the young students the most. Because they shouted to fight against Japan, Kawano showed this expression. Wang Jinqing thought he was able to make plans and secretly was happy.

Zhao Mukang took advantage of the situation and said jealously: "Captain Yue is the same. What kind of woman can't marry? If you don't want to take a female college student, those students are the most restless, such as May 4th, 29th, and there are many troubles."

Kawano's eyes narrowed and looked at Wang Jinqing and Zhao Mukang. Then he slapped the table and stood up suddenly, holding the handle of the commanding knife tightly with his hands, walking back and forth on the ground, the leather boots squeaking.

The knock on the door sounded, and the Japanese military captain Miyamoto walked in, and the light that shot in from the window shone on his glasses, reflecting a pale light.

"Your Excellency, I'm back." Miyamoto stood attentively saluted.

"Miyamoto-Kun. Captain Yue's wedding was very lively?" Kono asked with a gloomy face.

Miyamoto was stunned for a moment and answered truthfully: "It's really grand. Chinese people like this. In their words, they are more respectful."

"Have you met his new wife? I heard that she was a college student from Peking?" Kono asked in an seemingly unhappy manner.

The two of them talked in Japanese. Wang Jinqing was not sure about this, but Zhang Mukang could hear it clearly, but kept lowering his eyebrows and pretending to be nice.

Miyamoto was a little confused and said, "It's true, but it's a humble job..."

Kono raised his hand to interrupt Miyamoto, blinked his eyes, and turned to Wang Jinqing and said, "Wang Sang, go back first, and I will accept the gift."

Wang Jinqing stood up, bowed respectfully to Kono and Miyamoto, then put on his top hat, turned around and walked out.

"Zhang, yours can go back too." Kawano nodded at Zhang Mukang and waved his hand to Zhang Mukang again.

The door was closed, and only Kawano and Miyamoto were left in the room. Kawano sat on the sofa, sneered and lit a cigarette, and breathed out a cigarette ring comfortably.

"Your Excellency, you seem to be dissatisfied with Yue Peikun's marriage? The man has already investigated it. Although the woman is a student from Peking, she is not an anti-Japanese element. Moreover, her family is well-off in the county, and marrying Yue Peikun is also his family to flatter her." Miyamoto said suspiciously.

"Yes, I know all of this." Kono nodded slightly and said, "I just pretended to make an excuse to drive away those two annoying guys."

Although Kono and Miyamoto have different official positions, they are both spies and have a good personal relationship. Miyamoto frowned and asked, "Those two guys want to use the Imperial Army?"

"Yes, they just thought that way." Kono rolled his eyes with some disdain and said, "These Chinese people just want to rely on the rule of the empire to gain their own interests. Fighting each other is the Chinese people's usual trick. Do you think I can be fooled?"

A contemptuous smile appeared on Miyamoto's face and said, "This is the bad habit of the Chinese people. They like to fight in their nests. Yue Peikun, Du Shixiong, and the Wang family in this county have been fighting openly and secretly, not giving in to each other."

"That is why the Imperial Army divided the Imperial Army into three regiments, let them restrain each other, and all rely on the Imperial Army." Kono rubbed his hands proudly, "so that they will rush to compete for favor with the Imperial Army and strive to serve the Imperial Army. This is called balance in the ancient China. If the family dominates, he will be lazy and will think about blinding the Imperial Army."

Miyamoto nodded and said, "Wang Jinqing said bad things about Yue Peikun because he wanted to use the imperial army's hands to teach or weaken Yue Peikun's power. In Chinese military tactics, this is called killing people with a knife. Your Excellency, this kind of practice of seeking selfish interests and trying to play with the imperial army should be scolded and punished."

"No, no, no." Kono shook his head and said slowly: "Miyamoto, you should give Yue Peikun a warning, at least it should be verbal. Although Yue Peikun is very important and trusted by the Imperial Army, it is still necessary to hit him. Then, you tell Wang Jinqing the result. In this way, Yue Peikun will be more honest, and Wang Jinqing will work harder to monitor other people's actions, which can save a lot of energy from the Imperial Army."

Miyamoto thought about it carefully and a smile appeared on his face. "Yoxi, letting the Chinese people monitor each other and work harder to serve the Imperial Army's holy war is indeed a good idea. Your idea is too clever."

Kono smiled reservedly and said, "I just thought of a plan to transfer two regiments of Yue Peikun and Wang Shangrong to sweep the southern area of ​​the enemy's base, and decided to add a small team of equipment to each regiment. I also want to tell these two people. If the results are outstanding, I will provide additional supplies as appropriate."

Miyamoto pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "This is great. Since the horse is about to run quickly, you have to give it some good materials. As for the future, it is also an incentive to see their performance."

Kono laughed and said, "This reminds me of the story of using carrots to make the donkey go on a good journey. Well, Miyamoto, do you think it's like it?"

"Elephant, it's really appropriate." Miyamoto agreed and laughed.

"Sweeping is an active attitude, and you can't relax when you ensure the stability of the area." Kono gently tapped his desk and asked, "Miyamoto, how much did the plainclothes spy team you want to organize?"

"Report to your Excellency. The organization has been completed and training is being stepped up." Miyamoto sat upright and said respectfully: "It will take more than a month to take action. If you are anxious..."

Kono waved his hand and said, "There is an old saying among Chinese people: sharpening a knife will not delay cutting wood. You don't have to worry, you must train those Chinese people well. This is an attempt to deal with guerrilla tactics. We would rather be able to succeed later."

"I understand that I will definitely live up to your expectations." Miyamoto's eyes shot out a vicious look from behind the lenses.

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The puppet army was a traitor and a synonym for a group. It was active in the 1930s and 1940s. Under the pressure of foreign power, they had to become pawns at the mercy of power. However, strong dragons could not suppress local snakes. Because they were not familiar with the place, the powerful must also win over local snakes.

Of course, if we put aside other reasons, the puppet army and traitors are a group of national scum who accomplices of tigers. Whether it is to support their families or to get promoted and make money, it is unforgivable to persecute and kill their compatriots with foreign invaders.

Meng Youtian didn't know that the Japanese were planning a sweeping storm mainly with the puppet army, but he was lurking and preparing to snipe the traitor without mercy.

He robbed grain and forced money for the Japanese, persecuted villagers for the Japanese, and forced women for the Japanese... Shen Erhuai, the president of the Huangcun Maintenance Association, can be said to have done all the bad things, and he has no choice but to die. Meng Youtian had heard the Huangcun Village Party Secretary talk about these bad deeds last night and understood his general activities.

The devils wanted to kill, traitors, and the puppet army also wanted to kill, let alone the evil-doer Chen Erhuai. Meng Youtian did not realize that he was becoming a ruthless paranoid killer. Driven by hatred and anger, the killing gave him a channel to vent, and even gave him pleasure.

Who is the master of life? It is heaven, no, it is me, Meng Youtian. In the sight, the splash of flesh and blood brought by the bullets has both a brilliant effect and a psychological enjoyment. Life and death are only between my fingers. By gently pulling the plate machine, it can determine a person's life and death. It is really a pleasant and satisfying feeling.

The sun was slowly rising, Meng Youtian lurked, and the enemy never expected that they were facing a paranoid, a killing god like a maggot attached to the bone.

On the side of the blockade ditch, there is a wooden shelf built every more than a mile. On each wooden shelf, there are ordinary people who are forced by the enemy to monitor the movements, day and night. As described in the movie, if you find an abnormality, you will be shouting a gong and dereliction of duty, and the head will fall to the ground. In order to flatter the master, the dog traitor Chen Erhuai has to come to patrol twice every day. It is to show loyalty to the master, and also to satisfy his virility.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Meng Youtian finally saw the figure and heard the movement.

As they were getting closer, four guys appeared in Meng Youtian's vision. It was becoming clearer that the four puppet soldiers carrying big guns were wearing hats, some of whom were holding cigarettes, followed behind a guy riding a donkey. Yes, it was Chen Erhuai. He was wearing a gray top hat, brown glasses, and a purple eggplant bun-like face, like a red-eyed mad dog who had only broken out of the cage.

"Fuck, keep my eyes wide open. If I let anyone go, I will let the wolf dog of the Imperial Army tear you alive." Chen Erhuai looked up and cursed at the common people who were responsible for monitoring the movement.

The common people didn't say anything, or they swallowed their anger and lowered their heads, not even daring to look at this beast.

"Mom, you're mute, just say a word!" Chen Erhuai was not very angry today. Perhaps it was because his headless corpse of his fucking boys was transported back, which also made him feel bad.

"Bang hook", the gunshot sounded crisp, and Chen Erhuai was swung hard and fell from the donkey's back.

The four puppet soldiers were shocked and took their guns from their shoulders in panic. The people in charge of surveillance were also stunned. They held wooden sticks on the shelf and even forgot to knock the gong.

"Bang hook", Meng Youtian shot calmly, and a puppet army fell on his back and twitched weakly.

The gunshots started, and the puppet army lay on the ground and fought back randomly; after a few gongs, the people rolled and crawled into the wooden racks, hugged their heads in their hands, and trembled on the ground.

"Pa Gou", Meng Youtian had an absolute advantage in dealing with these puppet troops, and a puppet army was stuck in the ground with blood all over his head.

"Bang hook", the gunshots remained, and the puppet troops lying on the ground could not escape the ruthless killing.

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Chapter completed!