Chapter 1937 December 24th

It was 11:40 PM on December 24, 1937.

The puppet troops stationed in Lukou were jolted awake from their dreams by the shouts of the Special Operations Company soldiers.

They opened their eyes to find that the whole world had changed.

The darkness outside the window had been replaced by bright light.

Amidst the hazy shadows, the clamor of voices was deafening outside the window.

Several Japanese soldiers were also roaring fiercely inside the room:

"Get up! Get outside!"

It was the dead of winter, late at night on December 14th, bitterly cold!

But these Japanese soldiers, speaking in various regional dialects, clearly had no sympathy for their feelings.

Captain Lu Yanghua was dragged out of his warm bed by the Japanese soldiers in a disheveled state.

He appeared before all the puppet soldiers, his clothes in disarray.

Captains always received preferential treatment; he slept in a room by himself.

He had been sleeping soundly in his own bed when several men suddenly barged in.

They forced him to gather outside at gunpoint, allowing him to dress but not to take his gun.

The Japanese soldiers had confiscated his gun when they entered.

Captain Lu Yanghua hurriedly gathered his clothes and walked out of the room.

He was stunned as soon as he stepped outside.

The world outside had changed!

Captain Lu Yanghua had only seen the bright torches and heard the clamor outside.

He hadn't felt much, and he wouldn't have cared even if the Japanese soldiers had been rude.

Of course, as someone else's lackey and running dog,

he had no right to care.

When he walked out of the room, he saw torches stretching endlessly, beyond his sight.

The courtyard was packed with people.

Under the light of numerous torches, Captain Lu Yanghua could clearly see:

None of his soldiers had any weapons.

Even the two soldiers on duty were empty-handed.

In contrast, the Japanese soldiers surrounding them were all armed.

This frightened Captain Lu Yanghua so much that he couldn't think or imagine anything.

The entire courtyard was filled with soldiers wearing Japanese uniforms and speaking various dialects.

None of the Japanese soldiers stationed here had come out to take charge.

Captain Lu Yanghua was unsure: Who were these people?

They, the puppet soldiers, were not qualified to wear Japanese uniforms; it was a matter of pride for the Japanese soldiers.

Captain Lu Yanghua knew very well: The Japanese soldiers looked down on them as lackeys and didn't think they were worthy of being compared to them.

But these people, these people were all wearing Japanese uniforms.

Speaking in various regional dialects.

Could they be Nationalist soldiers disguised as Japanese soldiers?

…

Captain Lu Yanghua was shocked by his own idea.

He wasn't alone in thinking this; it wasn't just him.

Shi Chun and Qu Chengyi, two soldiers, were now almost certain:

These newly arrived Japanese soldiers were fake Japanese soldiers, Nationalist soldiers disguised as Japanese soldiers.

The evidence was that they had personally seen these newly arrived Japanese soldiers

asking for the location of the Japanese soldiers' courtyard.

They had then rushed into the residence of the Shangyang Zhenren Squad, without a word or sound.

They had quietly entered the rooms where the Japanese soldiers were resting.

Then, from those rooms, there were occasional suppressed, painful, struggling groans.

They were all too familiar with that sound.

It was the sound a person made before dying!

They hadn't done this to just one Japanese soldier, but to the entire Shangyang Zhenren Squad.

After these Japanese soldiers came out of the Shangyang Zhenren Squad's residence,

some of the soldiers clearly had fresh bloodstains on their clothes.

Where had this blood come from?

The two puppet soldiers dared not ask anything!

They dared not say anything!

They could only think about it and then think about it some more.

The more Shi Chun and Qu Chengyi thought about it, the more frightened they became.

These people were definitely not Japanese soldiers; they could only be Nationalist soldiers wearing Japanese uniforms.

Nationalist soldiers! Nationalist soldiers!

Hadn't the Nationalist soldiers been driven out of Nanjing by the Japanese soldiers?

How had they suddenly appeared here?

Were they trying to encircle the enemy from behind and cut off the Japanese soldiers' retreat?

Shi Chun was shocked by his own idea: What a grand strategy!

But they, these small fry, were doomed no matter what they did!

They, these puppet soldiers, had only just joined the Japanese soldiers, and hadn't had time to commit any evil deeds.

But Shi Chun and Qu Chengyi knew clearly: No matter what, working with the Japanese soldiers was a crime!

An unforgivable crime!

We're doomed!

The more they thought about it, the more afraid these two became; now they were trembling!

Their feet were trembling, and their hearts were screaming: Run! Run! Run!

But there were at least a thousand Japanese soldiers watching them, and there was nowhere to escape!

The courtyard, which hadn't seemed small before, was now surrounded, leaving no way out.

There was no escape!

Just when the two puppet soldiers were about to scare themselves to death, Captain Lu Yanghua was captured.

As if seeing a life-saving straw, Shi Chun and Qu Chengyi quickly ran over.

It was as if the captain was a thick thigh, capable of carrying them to fly.

Lu Yanghua was clearly more intelligent than them.

After being captured, he quickly assessed the situation.

He walked up to Lin Fan, his knees giving way as he knelt on the ground: "Officer! We were forced into this!"

Lin Fan looked at the man with a separate room: "Who are you?"

"Reporting, Officer! I am Captain Lu Yanghua of the Lukou local auxiliary force.

Our entire team has one hundred men.

The Japanese soldiers have one squad, fifty-three men."

This captain was sensible!

Lin Fan considered for a moment: "You have two choices now: follow us to fight the Japanese soldiers, or follow the Japanese soldiers to fight us!"

What kind of choice was this? It was the same as having no choice at all!

Captain Lu Yanghua and his soldiers made their choice immediately.

"We'll follow the officer to fight the Japanese soldiers!" Lu Yanghua quickly made his choice.

Lin Fan looked at them: "You need to think carefully! I know what you've done in the past.

Once you make this choice, think about the consequences if you run away halfway."

The more Lin Fan said this, the more insistent Captain Lu Yanghua became, and the puppet soldiers who had been driven out showed the same determination.

At this time, everyone understood: When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head.

The performance of these hundred puppet soldiers was: If you don't let us fight the Japanese soldiers, you're picking a fight with us.

We'll go for broke with whoever does that.

Lin Fan looked at these puppet soldiers; should he let them die?

That was impossible; the Special Operations Company needed to unite all forces that could be united.

Everyone had to participate in the war of resistance.

These puppet soldiers, no matter what, were of the same origin as him.

If he could save them, Lin Fan was willing to do so.

What's more, Lin Fan needed to vigorously reorganize the troops; he needed to build a powerful force for the organization.

He said to Captain Lu Yanghua: "Tonight, you will all stay in your rooms.

No one is allowed to come out."

Lukou still needed someone to watch over it.

Lin Fan said to Commander Ding: "Commander, what do you think?"

Commander Ding Zimin knew that his troops were numerous, but their combat power was certainly not comparable to the Special Operations Company.

He readily said: "I'll leave two companies here to guard these puppet soldiers.

And to defend this place as well."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Thank you, Commander Ding!"

These puppet soldiers were using Zhongzheng rifles, and Commander Ding's troops could use them, so of course he wanted these spoils of war.

So Commander Ding smiled and asked, "Commander Lin! How should these Zhongzheng rifles be handled?"

"Our Special Operations Company doesn't equip this kind of gun; if Commander Ding needs them, take them all.

We also seized two light machine guns from the Japanese squad.

If Commander Ding needs one, we can give you one.

There's only one heavy machine gun; if your regiment needs it, take it too."

Lin Fan's words made Commander Ding's face break into a wide grin: "We need them! We need them!"

His regiment of over a thousand men needed them, not to mention one heavy machine gun and one light machine gun.

Even if he had fifty of each, he would still need them.

Commander Ding immediately said loudly: "Shui Guohao, you take the Min Liguo and Jing Feiyi companies to defend Lukou.

Collect all the rifles here; they're ours now."

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Let the brothers set up the heavy machine gun in a hidden place, ready for battle."

He was reminding Commander Ding that the heavy machine gun was for him.

But it couldn't be taken away from Lukou yet; it had to be left here in case of emergency.

"Understood!" Commander Ding smiled.

"Did you hear that? The heavy machine gun is yours too; defend Lukou well, and if there's a situation, immediately send someone to notify Moling and Lishui in both directions."

"Yes! Defend Lukou well! If there's a situation, notify Molingguan and Lishuiguan at the same time," Battalion Commander Shui Guohao replied loudly.

Commander Ding was very satisfied; Battalion Commander Shui was very reliable, accepting orders and answering clearly and forcefully.

Ding Zimin's regiment had always been the main regiment of the Eighty-third Army, and all equipment was given to his regiment first.

Even so, the overall equipment of the army was poor, and his regiment was not equipped with many good weapons.

Before meeting the Special Operations Company, his regiment had only three light machine guns, and no heavy machine guns at all.

They only had three mortars, which always moved with the light machine guns.

After meeting the Special Operations Company, this was a real transformation from shotguns to cannons.

Even so, it was always better for the firepower of the main regiment to be stronger.

Lin Fan looked at his watch: "Let the soldiers rest for a while; we'll set off in twenty minutes!"

Feng Junya, who was beside him, immediately shouted loudly: "Everyone, rest! We'll set off in twenty minutes."

The veterans of the Special Operations Company all looked at the time on their wrists.

This action was simply too cool.

In Commander Ding Zimin's regiment, no more than ten people had watches.

Many of the ordinary soldiers in the Special Operations Company had watches.

Commander Ding Zimin smiled bitterly: Comparing people is really infuriating.

They were all Nationalist soldiers, so why was this Special Operations Company so strong?

Not only was their combat power strong, but their ability to make money was also strong!

He also loudly ordered: "The whole regiment rests; we'll set off in twenty minutes."

His regiment's messengers immediately relayed the order.

The soldiers of the Special Operations Company were already taking out dry rations to replenish their energy.

They had been fighting continuously tonight, and the soldiers had expended a lot of energy, so of course they needed to replenish it.

The soldiers of the Special Operations Company did not eat selfishly; Lin Fan instructed: "Give some to the brothers as well.

We're all fighting the Japanese soldiers together; we can't let the brothers go hungry."

The soldiers of Commander Ding Zimin's regiment had never enjoyed having an extra meal at night.

However, his troops had no experience marching at night either.

Lin Fan looked at the dark night; it was now 12:30 AM.

There were still twenty kilometers from Lukou to Molingguan.

He didn't know if the Japanese troops who had escaped from Jurong had reached Molingguan yet.

He also didn't know where the Japanese troops who had set off from Nanjing were now.

Even at this time, Lin Fan hadn't forgotten the purpose of taking people to attack Molingguan.

While Lin Fan was thinking, Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko was also thinking.

He was now lying on a comfortable mahogany bed, covered with soft silk quilts.

It was as if he had completely escaped from the retreat.

The panic when they had escaped from Jurong had slowly subsided by the time they had hurriedly arrived at Chishan in the afternoon.

At that time, his troops of over a thousand men had been running frantically for more than two hours.

Everyone was exhausted.

Captain Masayasu Hisashi had to remind him: "Commander, the soldiers are very tired.

Shouldn't we rest here for a while?"

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko didn't feel much physical fatigue.

He was just mentally exhausted!

Because he had been riding his warhorse the whole way.

Hearing his bodyguard's reminder, Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko finally paid attention to the soldiers who were following him.

Looking at them, they were all covered in sweat, their faces were flushed, and their eyes were full of confusion.

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko finally ordered: "Rest for ten minutes."

He asked, "Are there any pursuers behind us?"

This was what he was most concerned about; although he knew the situation, he still wanted to confirm it again to reassure himself.

Captain Masayasu Hisashi finally showed some joy on his face: "Reporting, Commander! There are no pursuers.

There have been no pursuers since we withdrew from Jurong.

Presumably, those Nationalist soldiers were afraid of your tiger-like power and didn't dare to continue pursuing us."

"That's good! That's good!" The commander finally felt a little relieved at this time.

He looked at the place: "What place is this?"

"Chishan!" Captain Masayasu Hisashi said, pointing to the opened map.

"Find a place ahead; we'll stop here tonight to rest," Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko ordered.

"According to the map, there's a Zhujia Village not far ahead.

There are still some families there; we can stay there for the night."

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko nodded: "Very good!

Have Captain Maenosono Sosuke send people to clear it out!"

Soon Captain Maenosono Sosuke came to the commander's presence: "Reporting!"

"You send people to clear out Zhujia Village ahead. We'll be stationed in Zhujia Village tonight," Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko ordered.

"Clear out?" Captain Maenosono Sosuke clearly didn't understand what this meant.

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko said unhappily: "Like Jurong, I don't want to see any irrelevant people."

Captain Maenosono Sosuke immediately understood: "This means driving all the villagers away!"

"Idiot! The commander means killing all the villagers!

Do these low-class people know how much today's events have affected the reputation of the royal family? Do you know?

We don't want anyone to know about today's events.

And no soldier is allowed to have any records of this incident.

Do you understand?"

Captain Masayasu Hisashi finally couldn't bear it anymore, regardless of the fact that Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko was in front of him.

He spoke out the words that the commander was embarrassed to say.

Now Captain Maenosono Sosuke truly understood.

"Hai! I guarantee the completion of the task."

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko looked at his bodyguard with satisfaction: He really understood his thoughts.

Some soldiers had the bad habit of keeping diaries and making records.

This matter needed to be taken seriously.

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko secretly made a decision!

Zhujia Village, this was a village with a history of thousands of years. Legend had it that their ancestors had migrated from Jiangbei during the Five Barbarians Uprising.

After thousands of years of inheritance, the entire Zhu family had branched out in various places in Jiangnan, and many branches had been separated.

However, this was the ancestral land of the Zhu family, and there were still nearly a hundred households.

The entire village was surnamed Zhu. They had ancestral instructions in their village, and all industries and businesses in the village could only be sold to clansmen.

This ensured that no outsider would appear in the entire village.

This afternoon, the village chief of Zhujia Village was inspecting his own village when

he saw a team of Japanese soldiers rushing out from afar.

There were many Japanese soldiers in this team, but they did not directly enter the village.

Instead, they surrounded the entire village first, and then Japanese soldiers walked into the village.

This appearance did not seem like a good thing.

Village Chief Zhu Xiwen already had an ominous premonition in his heart: Had the disaster of Zhujia Village arrived?

In any case, as the village chief, he had no reason to retreat.

Village Chief Zhu Xiwen quickly greeted them and said to the leading Japanese soldier:

"Officer! This is Zhujia Village. What brings you officers here?"

Captain Maenosono Sosuke, who was walking in the front, said with a smile:

"Old man! We're just passing by and want to find something to eat in the village.

It's already a bit late today, and we want to borrow a place to stay for the night."

Village Chief Zhu knew that these bandits with guns could not be offended during times of war.

He quickly led the team of Japanese soldiers into the village: "If you officers want to find some food, there's no problem at all.

Let the officers outside the village come in as well, and the village will start cooking immediately.

We'll make some hot dishes and meals for you officers.

Let the officers outside come in as well.

Although no one family can accommodate all the officers,

the officers can spread out and a few can stay in each house.

It's really a bit cold outside in this winter.

Although not every family in our village has that many beds for the officers to sleep on,

as long as you squeeze together in the house, it's much better than outside."

Captain Maenosono Sosuke still smiled the same way: "Then please ask the old man to have those people make way!

To clear out the bedding for my soldiers!

We'll only stay for one night and then leave."

Village Chief Zhu saw that this Japanese soldier was persistent and could only say: "Why don't you officers stay in my humble home?

If we squeeze together, we can make it work for one night."

Captain Maenosono Sosuke insisted: "I'm in charge of my soldiers!

They've been working hard all day, and I won't be at ease if they don't sleep well at night.

Let all the villagers come out; I'll talk to them!"

Village Chief Zhu Xiwen was already starting to get scared at this time.

These Japanese soldiers weren't playing by the rules!

Even so, they were at their mercy!

He still had to keep smiling and continue trying to salvage the situation:

"Officer! It's freezing cold now, and if you drive the villagers out, won't that freeze them to death?"

Captain Maenosono Sosuke finally put away his fake smile: "Then let them come out, and I'll discuss it with them!"

Village Chief Zhu Xiwen had to shout along the village: "Sanwazi!

Uncle Xiaowu, Uncle Ergou, come to the ancestral hall for a moment."

Captain Maenosono Sosuke added: "Let everyone come!"

Village Chief Zhu Xiwen had to yell again: "Everyone, come to the ancestral hall; the officers have something to say!"

"Everyone, come to the ancestral hall; the officers have something to say!"

His words were heard by the little children in the village who were not afraid.

These little children quickly ran away, imitating the words of Grandpa Village Chief.

Shouting in the village.

Soon, people came out from every household here.

People in twos and threes, discussing among themselves, walked towards the ancestral hall.

"What's wrong, Village Chief?"

"What's the matter calling everyone to the ancestral hall at this time?"

"Did something major happen in the village?"

When these villagers had just come out, they had not yet discovered the Japanese soldiers.

After walking a few steps, they suddenly discovered those Japanese soldiers.

These people immediately became alert: "Are they going to impose taxes again?"

"But we've already paid the grain!"

"Coming to the village at this time, I'm afraid we'll have to provide money and food for the army again."

These villagers could recognize them: Those who had come to the village today were not Nationalist soldiers.

They were the legendary Japanese soldiers!

Captain Maenosono Sosuke was already impatiently waiting in front of the ancestral hall.

He had to carry out Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko's orders well.

Captain Maenosono Sosuke had come to Zhujia Village with more than five hundred Japanese soldiers this time.

But now he felt that he was not completing his task quickly enough, not fast enough.

It had already been ten minutes since he had entered Zhujia Village, and he had not yet cleared out this village.

So Captain Maenosono Sosuke became even more anxious in his heart.

Seeing that the villagers in this village were still walking towards the ancestral hall in twos and threes,

Captain Maenosono Sosuke ordered Company Commander Hanano Haruasa:

"Take your company and start clearing from the east end of the village!

Be careful not to harm the innocent; Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko only wants us to clear out these people.

Let the chickens, ducks, and livestock live well!"

After receiving the order, Company Commander Hanano Haruasa immediately started to take action.

More than a hundred Japanese soldiers, divided according to the squads,

The first one to barge in was Zhu Gangzong's house. Zhu Gangzong had heard the village chief's call to go to the ancestral hall.

He still had his wife and children at home.

Zhu Gangzong's wife saw the Japanese soldiers rushing in directly, so rudely.

She just opened her mouth to scold them!

Before she could speak,

The Japanese soldiers who came in had already started to move: Three Japanese soldiers stepped forward at the same time, thrusting the bayonets in their hands towards the woman.

The scolding that was about to come out was replaced by a scream.

Zhu Gangzong's youngest son, Zhu Youfa, had been a little scared when he saw the Japanese soldiers rushing in.

He had originally been retreating towards the room in the back.

Now he was retreating even faster.

No matter how fast Zhu Youfa retreated, he was not as fast as the Japanese soldiers' bullets.

With a "bang!" a gunshot, Zhu Youfa fell to the ground.

Three Japanese soldiers immediately stepped forward and added a stab.

The crisp sound of gunshots seemed to have unleashed all the beastly nature of these Japanese soldiers.

They entered the homes of the villagers one by one, killing people when they saw them.

This time, with the battalion commander's instructions, these Japanese soldiers did not dare to rummage through the villagers' rooms for valuables.

They only dared to kill people and did not dare to rob.

Such a tragic scene was being staged throughout Zhujia Village.

When these Japanese soldiers began to act ruthlessly, the villagers at the ancestral hall were also being subjected to the Japanese soldiers' machine gun fire.

When the gunshots rang out, it was as if it was an order.

The Japanese soldiers' machine guns here began to fire.

Village Chief Zhu Xiwen, who was standing next to Captain Maenosono Sosuke, only uttered one word: "You…"

Before he could say anything more, he was stabbed by a Japanese soldier next to Captain Maenosono Sosuke.

And could no longer struggle.

Even those little children who were running around in the village had not escaped.

Outside the village, there were Japanese soldiers specially left by Captain Maenosono Sosuke to guard.

Under the ravages of these Japanese soldiers, the entire village had become a hell.

Even those usually majestic domestic dogs, when they saw these Japanese soldiers covered in blood,

did not dare to make a sound. They only dared to whine twice, not knowing whether they were crying or scaring these Japanese soldiers.

When Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko led the Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters that had escaped from Jurong to Zhujia Village,

the air in the entire village was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko listened to the report: "All the people in the entire village have been cleared out.

We did not commit any crimes, we only cleared out the people."

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko walked on the bluestone-paved road in the village,

He looked with satisfaction at the domestic chickens in the village foraging for food.

The domestic dogs ran away with their tails between their legs when they saw them coming.

Commander Prince Asaka Yasaka Yasuhiko was touched and finally smiled:

"Gentlemen, please look: Even the dogs that have lost their homes dare not make a sound in front of their houses.

The prestige of the Empire is so great!

Captain Maenosono Sosuke, you have made great contributions."

Captain Maenosono Sosuke quickly stood at attention: "This is what this subordinate should do."

He had not been able to understand the commander's true intentions.

Commander Masayasu Hisashi was worthy of being the one who had been following the commander all the time, and he truly understood:

"The commander is worried about the management of Nanjing.

Although the commander is now in distress here, his heart has not been confined to the mountains and fields.

He is still thinking about the major affairs of the Empire."

Their party was stationed in the most magnificent courtyard in the village.

Looking at the environment of the entire courtyard.

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko was very satisfied with this, and the soldiers under him also began to get busy.

From the outside, it seemed that:

The entire village had not changed much, only the people living in these rooms had now become ghosts.

The functions of the village had not actually been damaged, and there was plenty of food.

Only the original owners of this village had all fallen in the ancestral hall.

Those villagers who had been stabbed to death in various houses had also been cleaned up by the Japanese soldiers.

At night, Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko was finally awakened by something he didn't know.

He looked at the dark night sky and suddenly missed the brightly lit Shanghai.

While he was thinking about this, Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen was leading three hundred Japanese soldiers and was still walking in the wilderness.

Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen's plan was very clear: First go to Molingguan, and then advance from Molingguan towards Jurong. Try to see if they could meet Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko.

Ahead was already Fangshan; this team had already walked twenty kilometers.

Even if they had already started to rest normally yesterday, they were now a bit tired.

This place was ten kilometers away from Molingguan.

Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen looked at his soldiers, who were all tired, and had to order: "Rest in place for three hours."

As an excellent commander, he knew the principle that tired soldiers do not fight.

Even if this team was only looking for people, they must maintain their combat power.

Now he no longer had the arrogant momentum he had when he had just returned from studying in Germany.

The blow he had received at Tiefo Temple a few days ago had made him understand: In this country, there were always some people who gave the Empire some surprises.

When ordering the soldiers to start resting, Fujiwara Yuzhen arranged for the night watchmen.

Only then did he start to rest; he also needed to maintain his strength, and tomorrow would be a truly hard day.

At 1:30 AM on December 15, 1937, the soldiers of the Special Operations Company and the Ding Zimin Regiment began to get back into the cars.

They drove towards Molingguan, twenty kilometers away.

In the darkness, the long convoy, with the lights from the cars piercing the night sky like sharp swords.

Tonight, their convoy had already cut through Tianwang Temple, Lishui City, and Lukou Town.

Now they were going to Molingguan again.

At this time, Molingguan was guarded by a Japanese squad.

Similar to the situation in Lishui, Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers were guarding the city at the same time.

When Lin Fan and his team arrived at Molingguan, Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato and the soldiers under him who were guarding the pass

had already seen from afar: A motorcade was coming from Lukou.

The motorcade stretched for thousands of meters.

Corporal Funabashi Junpei had carefully counted for a long time. Although he had not counted clearly, this was what he reported to the sergeant:

"Reporting, Sergeant! There are at least eighty cars in the motorcade coming from Lukou.

There are too many vehicles, and they get mixed up after counting for a while.

But there are at least eighty cars!"

With so many cars and such a large motorcade, no one would suspect that they were Nationalist soldiers or troops from other forces.

This could only be the Imperial Army.

Although Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato had not received any news that a large force would be passing through recently,

he still did not have any idea of guarding against them.

His troops were from the 114th Division. After the main force captured Molingguan, they continued to advance and had now crossed the Yangtze River.

They were currently taking advantage of the victory to pursue the Nationalist army.

This team that had arrived in the dark of night,

The long line of cars showed the importance of this team.

At this time, although the Empire was powerful, it was still rare for a team to have hundreds of cars.

Such a team suddenly arriving at Molingguan: Could it be that the Empire had some major operational plans to carry out?

Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato had many thoughts in his heart, and his expression became excited.

It was far from enough to enjoy such a magnificent scene by himself.

So beside these Japanese soldiers,

Squad Leader Eika was standing with a flattering smile on his face. He was secretly cursing in his heart,

But he had to keep smiling on his face: He had been sleeping soundly just now.

But he had been woken up by his soldiers.

The reason was simply because the Japanese soldiers were all standing on the city tower looking at the scenery.

It was dark all around, and only a long string of cars was coming from the highway from Lukou.

"What does this have to do with me?" Squad Leader Eika thought to himself.

What was so good about the Japanese soldiers' power?

Originally, only four soldiers were needed to guard the city tower at this time.

But these Japanese soldiers had to call up everyone who was on duty here tonight.

To see the might of the Imperial Army.

Squad Leader Eika looked at the dragon-like motorcade; it would be a lie to say he wasn't envious!

What if the team he had been in back then had such a motorcade?

Everything seemed like it was yesterday; now these people had become the "running dogs" that everyone was shouting to kill.

There was no going back; he should just be a dog in peace!

Squad Leader Eika, who had decided on his position, stood in front of Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato.

Trying his best to make the best-looking smile: "Officer! Should the pass be opened now?"

"Open it!" Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato was satisfied with this puppet soldier who was able to take the initiative to do things.

Apart from not having the spirit of a warrior, these people were very qualified to be servants.

Squad Leader Eika, who had been authorized by the Japanese soldiers, immediately took action.

He shouted loudly at his soldiers: "Quick! Hurry up and move the roadblocks away.

Open the city gate; don't block the officers' way."

These puppet soldiers all moved in a panic.

In the past few days, the number of times the roadblocks and city gates here had been opened was very limited.

Only Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers could pass through here these days.

Ordinary pedestrians and merchants didn't dare to show up.

As for the Nationalist army?

They had been defeated and retreated to Nanjing, and then retreated to Jiangbei.

Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato led his thirteen Japanese soldiers and stood outside the city gate.

Squad Leader Eika also led his fifty puppet soldiers and stood behind these Japanese soldiers.

No matter what, they could not steal the show from the Japanese soldiers, and they could not block the faces of the Japanese soldiers.

Lin Fan was sitting in the lead car and saw the Japanese soldiers standing neatly a hundred meters away.

Looking at these energetic Japanese soldiers, Lin Fan was very vigilant in his heart:

These Japanese soldiers had a good mental outlook.

The Japanese soldiers who had just won a great victory should be at their peak morale!

His car stopped in front of Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato.

When Lin Fan jumped out of the car, Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato had already seen that the officer who had jumped out was a Major, much higher in rank than him.

Lin Fan strode over: "Who's in charge here?" His aura was compelling.

When he got out of the car, many soldiers kept jumping out of this car.

These soldiers did not speak and silently surrounded the people standing at the city gate.

Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato quickly stood up: "Reporting, Officer! Uekawa Uchimato, the sergeant guarding the south gate of Molingguan, reports to you!"

Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato was a little uneasy in his heart when answering the question.

This officer's aura was too scary.

And his tone was not friendly at all.

What he did not expect was that this officer's attitude was so good.

Lin Fan smiled: "Very good! At this time, you can still be so energetic and take the initiative to open the city gate.

Very good!

How many people have you deployed here? How many people are there in the entire Molingguan?"

After hearing the officer's praise, Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato immediately began to inquire about the strength of the entire Molingguan.

He couldn't react for a moment.

He actually paused for a moment.

Lin Fan's face suddenly darkened: "The Empire will have a major action next!

Don't you know what your strength is here?"

Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato quickly replied: "Reporting, Officer! This is the south gate of Molingguan.

There is a squad of Imperial soldiers and a squad of auxiliary soldiers here.

There is a company of Imperial soldiers and a battalion of auxiliary soldiers in the entire Molingguan."

Lin Fan said a little angrily: "What's the use of raising those useless wastes, more than a thousand of them, it's purely a waste of food!"

"Yes! It's a waste of food!" Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato quickly echoed.

Squad Leader Eika, who had just stepped forward to greet the Japanese soldiers, quickly stopped.

This Japanese soldier was obviously unfriendly to the puppet army, so he should not go forward and court disaster.

He did not take the initiative to step forward, but he did not expect the Japanese soldiers to take the initiative to come to him.

Lin Fan pointed to the puppet army and said: "How are they qualified to be so close to you?"

While speaking, he waved his hand in disgust, as if driving away annoying flies:

"Drive them away to the other side."

Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato felt the same way when he heard this officer look down on the puppet army so much:

These puppet soldiers could not do anything except eat.

Now someone was finally starting to humiliate them.

Lin Fan waved his hand, and the soldiers he brought rushed up, walked behind Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato's squad, and drove the puppet soldiers away.

As if driving away a group of ducks.

Squad Leader Eika quickly led the people to retreat.

These newcomers did not make any sense, and kept driving them towards the city.

Squad Leader Eika, who was retreating in fear, suddenly realized: These newcomers seemed to have surrounded the entire squad of Sergeant Uekawa Uchimato.

Eika shook his head; this idea was unacceptable; it was deadly.

Lin Fan's mind was clearly not on those puppet soldiers. Seeing that the puppet soldiers had retreated,

At this time, he said: "I am Major Hayashi Arifan! The soldiers are tired from driving all