Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

In the south of the city, inside Commander Yan’s villa!
At this time, sitting opposite August was a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man gives people a sense of simplicity and honesty.

But his short and thick nose and broad and full forehead give people a deep impression of stability, seriousness and perseverance.

He is a tall man, with shoulders and broad chest that convey an impact of explosive power.

There are also a pair of rough-looking hands, covered with calluses, giving people the impression that he is a farmer who has been working all year round.

But he is not, he is a soldier, and Xuanwu, one of Commander Yan's capable men.

Xuanwu is 38 years old and has the rank of colonel. He had more than 3000 men under him at his peak, and he is also one of the most trusted people by Commander Yan.

Xuanwu said at this time: "Mr. Aogu, I think you should know the purpose of why I invited you here!"

But August obviously did not react and asked instead: "Who are you and why did you arrest me in this place? I am a German. If you don't let me go, I'm afraid you can't afford the punishment."

"Humph!"

Xuanwu sneered, and then said: "Since Mr. Aogu doesn't know, then I will tell you. Previously, Commander Yan purchased arms at a high price from your company, but as a result, we encountered the Japanese at our specific parking location. Attack by people. And our people will naturally not leak this news to the Japanese. Then apart from us, you, the Germans, are the only ones left."

"You, who are you?"

August seemed to have thought of something, and then said quickly: "This may be a coincidence. What's more, this matter has nothing to do with me. It was Clemens who was responsible for this matter. And he is dead?"

Xuanwu said disdainfully: "Coincidence? If it was a coincidence, why did the Japanese calculate so accurately? They took action only after you received the money and the cargo ship was evacuated? And Clemens is already dead. You want to put all the blame on a dead man?" Head? Do you really think that our Jinsui Army is a soft persimmon?"

Seeing that the other party's attitude was obviously unkind, August said quickly: "I am discussing business with Duanwu now. You all know how powerful he is."

Xuanwu nodded and said: "Duanwu is indeed a character, and our commander didn't want to provoke him, so we only caught you after he left. You have two options now, either pay back the money, or lack our Jinsui Army." Bring me the arms, otherwise our Commander Yan said that your company will never do business in China in the future, and I will kill every one of you I see. Do you understand?"

August looked around at the rough and cold-faced northwest men. He could only nod his head and said: "Listen, I understand."

Xuanwu said: "Now that you understand, let's make a decision. Should your company lose money or ship the arms to us?"

August looked embarrassed, because it was obvious that this was a losing business. And he didn't seem to believe that the company would send weapons and equipment for 100 million US dollars, and as for losing money, that might be even more impossible.

But at this time, Xuanwu became angry and said coldly: "Mr. Aogu, please don't drink wine as a penalty. Although our methods are not as many as those of the military commander, we still have our own ways to make you obedient. Let's smoke first. He gave him a hundred lashes to loosen his muscles and bones.”

Hearing that the other party was going to hit him, August waved his fat little hands and said repeatedly: "No, don't! I have made a decision, I will send a telegram to our head office. But I need a high-power transmitter machine."

Xuanwu said: "It has been prepared for you a long time ago, bring it up."

Before Xuanwu finished speaking, someone had already brought up a high-power radio. This radio station was loaned by Commander Yan from the First Theater Command. Therefore, it is undeniable that Commander Yan is indeed very energetic, and he casually loaned out such an important high-power radio.

Xuanwu watched August generate electricity, while August, who was slightly nervous, started to generate electricity after writing dozens of characters on the paper.

Apparently the Morse code he used was very simple.

However, Xuanwu kept watching, but couldn't figure out the pattern at all.

Xuanwu is also a master of sending messages, and he knows the general Morse code very well.

So he could see that although August's Morse code seemed simple, it was actually very difficult to decipher.

However, this also made Xuanwu more certain that the arms purchased by Commander Yan were indeed betrayed by the Germans to the Japanese.

But Xuanwu remained calm, just waiting for August's reply. After all, there was no point in beating or killing August. Because what Commander Yan wants is arms, or money.

It's just obvious that August's company doesn't want to compensate the money. They were only willing to use thirty guns in exchange for August's life.

August felt deeply helpless when he saw the telegram. Although the company said it would stand on its side and put pressure on the Chinese government, the reality was that they only agreed to exchange thirty submachine guns for his life.

August thought to himself: Isn’t this a joke? The other party wants a brigade of equipment, and you give him thirty guns? Aren't you asking me to die?
But August had to tell the truth.

Of course, his truthful telling was also true. He increased the number of submachine guns from [-] to [-].

However, the guns added are definitely not produced by the company, but August will make up for them through his own methods.

But obviously, Xuanwu would not agree to this amount. He said angrily: "August, are you kidding me? A hundred submachine guns, just want to buy your own life? I think you want to die!"

August said quickly: "Don't dare, I definitely don't mean to play tricks on you. But for us managers who are doing business outside, the company will not spend a lot of money to save us. We can do it at any time." It was replaced. What's more, your army asked for a brigade's equipment in one go, and it is absolutely impossible for the company to provide it."

Xuanwu didn't buy it and said: "Does that mean you are useless? Then let me see what your company will say if I kill you!"

With that said, Xuanwu pulled out his gun and put it on August's head.

August's expression was tense and cold sweat broke out.

Although he was once a general, when the black muzzle of a gun was pressed against his head, he was also very frightened, but he did not scream like ordinary people.

But even so, August's breathing began to become heavier and heavier, and it even felt like it was suffocating him.

This is a deep fear before death!