Special Warfare Pioneer

Chapter 4

1
Manager Lin looked at Yanben and forced a smile: "Mr. Yanben, you are..."

"Manager Lin, may I ask who is this lady?" Iwamoto said while staring at Huang Yunqing with vigilant eyes.

After hearing this, Manager Lin smiled freely: "Oh, ha...Mr. Yanben, you don't know her yet, do you? This is our hotel's new boss—Ms. Chu Yunping."

"The new boss..." After hearing this, Iwamoto couldn't help looking at Huang Yunqing in surprise.

Huang Yunqing looked at Yan Ben and smiled: "Why, in my own hotel, can't I go in?"

After hearing this, Iwamoto finally smiled: "Excuse me, Ms. Chu please!"

After Iwamoto finished speaking, he stood aside and let the door open.

Huang Yunqing smiled at him and walked in.They found an inconspicuous seat and sat down.

Manager Lin bowed and whispered to Huang Yunqing, "The one playing the piano now is Nakamura Ichiro."

"Oh?" Huang Yunqing frowned, turned to the direction where the piano was placed, and Manager Lin quietly left.

The smooth sound of the piano filled the dining room... Nakamura finally played the last note, a tear rolled down his face, then he opened his eyes and straightened up.

There was a brief moment of silence in the restaurant, and then a lonely applause sounded from a corner of the restaurant... Nakamura couldn't help turning his head—it was Huang Yunqing who was applauding.

Nakamura was startled for a moment, closed the piano cover and walked over. When he was approaching Huang Yunqing, he picked off a flower stuck on the table: "Miss, thank you."

As Nakamura Ichiro said, he politely offered the rose in his hand to Huang Yunqing.

"Thank you..." Huang Yunqing took the rose and smelled it, "I should thank you—you let me hear such wonderful music."

After hearing this, Nakamura immediately had a smile on his face: "Madam, can I sit down?"

"Of course, sir, please sit down." After Huang Yunqing said, she gestured with her hand.

Seeing this, the waiter handed Nakamura a glass of water, and then retreated.

Huang Yunqing smiled and asked, "Excuse me, sir, are you a pianist?"

Nakamura shook his head: "No, I'm just a fan."

Huang Yunqing: "Mr.'s piano sounds like weeping, like a lover expressing his nostalgia for love... I have listened to many concerts, and I have never been so moved like today."

"Oh?" Surprise immediately appeared on Nakamura's face, "What kind of job does Miss do? Are you a musician?"

Huang Yunqing shook her head and smiled wryly: "No, it's a pity. I thought about it when I was studying in Austria, but unfortunately my father didn't allow it, so I had to obey my father's order and become a businessman...Here, here is my business card."

Huang Yunqing said, and handed over the business card.

Nakamura Ichiro respectfully reached out to take it, he glanced at it, and his face immediately showed astonishment: "Oh, so you are Ms. Chu Yunping, the new boss of Jinling! Ms. Chu, your father and I are very familiar. I am deeply saddened by his tragic passing.”

After Huang Yunqing heard this, her smile disappeared suddenly, and tears were brewing in her eyes.

Seeing this, Nakamura hurriedly said, "Ms. Chu, I'm really sorry, Nakamura didn't mean to offend, and I would like to ask Ms. Chu to express my condolences."

Huang Yunqing was stunned on purpose: "Nakamura?...Your name is Nakamura?"

Nakamura: "Yes, I am Ichiro Nakamura."

Huang Yunqing: "Are you... Japanese?"

Nakamura smiled and said, "Yes, why... don't I look like a Japanese?"

Huang Yunqing smiled and said: "No, no, you can speak Chinese so well, I just didn't expect... I'm sorry!"

After hearing this, Nakamura smiled disapprovingly: "Miss Chu, it's okay. I know that you Chinese don't have a good view of the Japanese. This is the ethnic estrangement caused by the war. It's something that can't be helped. Originally, a strip of water It is indeed a tragedy, but none of us can prevent this tragedy from happening... Then, we pray that this tragedy will end as soon as possible and return to a peaceful life as soon as possible.”

After hearing this, Huang Yunqing was reserved, and immediately smiled: "Mr. Nakamura, you speak very well. For us ordinary businessmen, we can only make more money if we don't fight... Oh, I would like to ask: Mr. Nakamura, What is your occupation?"

"Me?..." Nakamura froze for a moment, then thought about it suddenly, "I work as a copywriter in the government."

"Oh, this is a good job." Huang Yunqing replied casually.

At this moment, Iwamoto came over and whispered something into Nakamura's ear.

Nakamura nodded, and stood up politely: "I'm sorry, Ms. Chu. I left beforehand. I hope to see you again next time...Farewell."

Seeing this, Huang Yunqing also stood up and smiled reservedly: "Mr. Nakamura, goodbye."

Nakamura Ichiro turned around and left in a hurry, and the spies scattered around followed immediately.Huang Yunqing looked at them, and the smile on her face froze immediately.

Outside the Jinling Hotel, a Chinese man named Erbao was standing at the entrance of the hotel with a bow. When he saw Nakamura coming out, he took two steps forward and bent even lower——

Second Treasure: "Nakamura Tai-kun, hello!"

There was obvious suspicion on Nakamura's face: "You have a result?"

Erbao: "Yes, yes... Nakamura Tai-kun, I will definitely not let you down this time!"

After hearing this, Nakamura waved his hand: "Let's go, you take me to see her now."

"Yes!" Er Bao stood at attention, and quickly followed Nakamura and the others into the car.

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In the west of the city, in an inconspicuous coffee house from the outside, Nakamura met the woman he was looking for——

Nakamura greeted: "Qianqian!"

The woman turned around, but Nakamura was stunned... After a moment of stunned, Nakamura was disappointed: "Erbao, this is not the woman I'm looking for, your conscience is greatly broken!"

Erbao shivered for a moment, and quickly put on a smile: "Taijun, I... I asked, she... she said, her name is indeed Qianqian!"

"Bage!" Nakamura drew out his knife angrily, and walked towards the woman with a fierce look on his face, "Say, what's your name?!"

The woman's legs went limp, and she immediately collapsed on the ground.

Nakamura slammed the knife on the woman's neck!

The woman was overwhelmed by the sudden threat: "Ah—"

Nakamura roared with a ferocious expression: "Say, what is your name? If you dare to tell a lie, you will die!"

The woman's face was pale at this time, and she was trembling all over: "Mrs. Mrs. Taijun... I, my name is not Qianqian—"

"Bage!" Nakamura yelled, and immediately raised his knife, "Say, why are you lying? Tell me!...Don't tell me, you're dead!"

"Taijun, spare your life! Taijun, spare your life..." The woman was so frightened that she immediately peed on her pants, "Taijun, I didn't lie, it was Erbao who taught me to say this! He...he said that Taijun wanted to find A middle... Chinese woman named Qianqian, I'm so anxious! He...he said, if you can't find it again, you have to kill him! So he gave me money, and I...I just..."

When Nakamura heard this, his expression calmed down. He put down the saber in his hand and turned to look at Erbao: "Erbao, this woman...is she right?"

Erbao: "Yes yes yes, Taijun, that's the case... I, I was afraid that Taijun would be anxious, so I... just... Anyway, they are all Chinese women—"

"Bage!" Before Erbao could finish speaking, Nakamura slapped Erbao on the face.

"Ouch—" Erbao screamed and fell to the ground.

Nakamura: "You're dead! Can this bitch be compared to my woman—Qianqian? If I just want to find a Chinese woman, there are everywhere, so do I need to work so hard? Come, call me!"

Two secret agents: "Yes!"

After hearing this, the two secret agents couldn't help but say that grabbing Er Bao was a brutal beating.

Er Bao: "Oh, ouch... Taijun Taijun, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore... Taijun, give me some time, I will definitely find Qianqian for you, I will definitely... ...Ah! Ah! Ouch, Ouch, stop hitting, stop hitting—”

Nakamura raised his hand to stop him: "Stop!"

Nakamura waved his hand, and the two agents stopped.

Nakamura walked towards Erbao with a gloomy face: "Say, do you want to die... or do you want to live?"

Erbao: "I want to live, I want to live, of course I want to live... Taijun, I don't want to die, I really want to live!"

Looking at Erbao, Nakamura couldn't help but smiled contemptuously: "I want to live...well, since you want to live, you can obediently find Qianqian for me, and don't use such despicable methods to fool me again!"

Erbao nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, Taijun, I dare not, never again..."

Nakamura: "My, give you another month, you know what to do!"

Erbao is obedient: "I know, I know, I know..."

Nakamura: "If you can't find Qianqian again, or use this kind of bad method to fool me, you know what is waiting for you!"

Erbao bowed again and again: "Yes, Taijun, I understand, I understand... I will try my best, I will definitely try my best!"

"Okay, get out!" Nakamura waved his hand annoyed.

"Yes, yes, I'm going, I'm going..." Er Bao ran away in a hurry.

Seeing Erbao leave, Iwamoto stepped up: "Nakamura-kun, this woman... what should I do?"

Nakamura looked back at the woman with contempt: "The old way - deal with it!"

After Nakamura finished speaking, he turned and left.Iwamoto waved to the two spies beside him and left.

After a while, a woman's slight moan came from the room, and then there was no more sound.

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That night, in a villa located in Chongqing, Chen Yiming was sitting in the study nervously looking at the materials Mao Renfeng had given him.

This is the file of some of the prisoners who are still in custody and who have been released.Chen Yiming's eyes soon stayed on the files of Leng Feng, Fujiwara Tsuyoshi, Xiao K, Die Die, and Scholar. His eyes shone strangely because of excitement, and his tense face gradually became brighter...

The next morning, on the roof platform of Mao Renfeng's villa, Chen Yiming saw Mao Renfeng who had just finished practicing Tai Chi.

Chen Yiming: "Mr. Mao."

Mao Renfeng turned around and smiled at Chen Yiming: "Major Chen, do you have an eye?"

Chen Yiming nodded.

Mao Renfeng: "Okay, whoever you want, I'll let you see right away."

Chen Yiming hesitated for a moment: "I want...to go to Shanghai."

Mao Renfeng: "Go to Shanghai...why?"

Chen Yiming: "I want to find my old subordinate—Leng Feng."

Mao Renfeng: "Leng Feng?... I know, he is the former second lieutenant and platoon leader of the 88th Division Special Service Company of the National Army. He once studied in the German sniper school for one year and participated in the Battle of Songhu. He is a rare sniper. He was once arrested by us for saying something that was not conducive to the party-state after the War of Resistance in Songhu, but we released him after we found out nothing wrong with him, and he slipped away shortly thereafter...Why, is he in Shanghai? That is The Japanese and puppet occupied areas, are you sure he is in Shanghai and still alive?"

Chen Yiming hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I'm sure."

Mao Renfeng: "Why?"

A confident smile suddenly appeared on Chen Yiming's face: "Because——he is my soldier."

Mao Renfeng took a few steps and thought for a while: "Okay, I'll let our comrades at the Shanghai station check first. If he is really alive...you can go."

"Thank you, Mr. Mao." After Chen Yiming finished speaking, he turned and left.

Mao Renfeng's face was gloomy, and he looked at Chen Yiming's back in thought.

At this moment, Tian Botao quietly approached him: "Mr. Mao, do you really agree with him going to Shanghai? What if he—"

Mao Renfeng held back for a moment, then smiled: "Of course, I'll let him go...he won't defect to the Japanese."

"I know, Mr. Mao, what I'm worried about is...he's defected to the New Fourth Army!" After Tian Botao finished speaking, he looked at Mao Renfeng worriedly.

Mao Renfeng laughed suddenly and shook his head vigorously: "Brother Bo Tao, you don't know him well. Remember I told you that if you want to gain insight into a person, you must gain insight into his psychology. Chen Yiming is a traditional soldier. There is no need to doubt his loyalty. It is true that he once let go of the Communist Party, but this has nothing to do with his beliefs, but has something to do with his loyalty. Did you run away with the Communists? Why did you want to catch him without a fight? You must know that with his skill, a few gendarmes cannot catch him."

Tian Botao thought about it carefully, and finally nodded in conviction: "Mr. Mao, I understand."

Mao Renfeng: "Alright, inform our comrades in Shanghai to find Leng Feng's whereabouts as quickly as possible."

Tian Botao: "Yes!"

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A few days later, in a breakfast shop in Shanghai, Leng Feng, who often comes here for breakfast, just sat down at the dining table when he saw a man in a long gown sitting down calmly, and took out a newspaper to relax. He looked carefully... Leng Feng was a little alert, and couldn't help looking at the other party from the corner of his eyes.But the opponent's face was blocked by the newspaper, and he couldn't see anything.

With great care, Leng Feng finished his breakfast in a hurry. He was about to go out when the person blocked by the newspaper suddenly spoke——

Chen Yiming smiled and came over to strike up a conversation: "How about it, use it up earlier?"

Leng Feng froze for a moment, then quickly turned his head, only to see that the person sitting at the opposite table was still reading the newspaper.Leng Feng wondered if the man was talking to him, so he waited for a while; but the man was still looking at the newspaper in his hand as if the voice just now was not from him at all.Leng Feng hesitated for a moment, ignored him, turned his head and walked out again, but he had just taken two steps when the man spoke again——

"Brother Leng Feng, did you just leave like this without saying hello?"

Leng Feng was stunned by that mysterious man's voice. Under the candlelight, he hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking loudly: "Who are you, and why do you know my name?"

Unexpectedly, the other party put down the newspaper and laughed loudly: "Brother Leng Feng, you can't even hear my voice?"

Leng Feng stared blankly at Chen Yiming, tears streaming down his face suddenly: "Staff Chen, is it you?...I thought I would never see you again!"

As Leng Feng said, he rushed over and hugged Chen Yiming!
Chen Yiming also hugged Leng Feng slowly: "This is not a place to talk, come with me, let's find a place to talk!"

As Chen Yiming said, he pulled up Leng Feng and walked out the door...

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The two came to the hotel where Chen Yiming lived temporarily.Chen Yiming didn't expect that Leng Feng immediately expressed his objection as soon as he finished explaining his intentions——

Leng Feng: "What... work for the military command? How could you think of that?"

"It's not for the military, but for the country." Chen Yiming corrected him immediately.

"Nation? Party state?" Leng Feng smiled dismissively, "Hmph, they are all the same thing!"

"No, it's not the same thing..." Chen Yiming corrected him again, "The military control belongs to the country, but the country does not belong to the military control."

Leng Feng: "Huh, whoever believes their nonsense, it's not just some twists and turns - going around and around, it's still the same thing! Staff Officer Chen, why do you still believe this?! These are all fucking nonsense , Nonsense! When we were working hard on the front line, what were those high-ranking officials doing? The blood of our brothers soaked the whole of Shanghai!—Have you forgotten? Answer me, have you forgotten?!"

Chen Yiming said in a low voice, "I haven't forgotten."

Leng Feng looked at Chen Yiming, showing even more righteous indignation: "On the street below, the 88th Division was almost wiped out. You haven't forgotten, have you? But who will save us? Who will save us?——So many Brother, what a wasteful sacrifice!"

Thinking of the brothers who died, Chen Yiming also showed grief on his face: "They died for the resistance against Japan, their blood... will not be shed in vain!"

Leng Feng said with a solemn expression: "My soldiers are all shot, shot... They died in front of me, in my arms... I just watched them die! But who will come at that time?" Save us? Does anyone think that we are fighting against Japan?!"

Chen Yiming interrupted him: "But Leng Feng, it's not just our 88th Division who sacrificed for the War of Resistance, the common people of the whole country... are all sacrificing now!"

"I can't see that far!" Leng Feng was still immersed in grief and anger, "I saw that when we needed aid the most, the chairman ordered no fighting! One division sacrificed every day, but What did the Battle of Songhu get in return? In exchange for Chongqing’s singing and dancing, in exchange for the extravagance of high-ranking officials?! But what did our brothers get?——Even to be arrested for saying a few complaints, Being imprisoned, do you still believe in such a government? Hmph, why don’t I be a killer here alone, and when I see a devil or a traitor that I don’t like, I’ll kill him, instead it’s a good time!”

Chen Yiming: "Yes, it's fun, but you're a straggler, you can't accomplish big things!"

"A big deal—what big deal? Anti-Japanese War is a big deal! Killing devils is a big deal!" After Leng Feng finished speaking, he turned around with disdain.

Seeing that the conversation had reached a stalemate, Chen Yiming had no choice but to change his tone: "Leng Feng, let me ask you, do you want to kill Ichiro Nakamura?"

Leng Feng: "The Japanese spy chief? —Of course I want to kill him!"

Chen Yiming: "Then why didn't you kill him?"

Leng Feng's eyes dimmed all of a sudden: "I have looked for several opportunities to kill him, but his defenses are too strict, I have not succeeded several times..."

Chen Yiming immediately asked: "If I said that I came to you this time, it was to kill Ichiro Nakamura...do you want to do it?"

Leng Feng froze for a moment, and looked at Chen Yiming in surprise: "Are you really going to kill him?"

"It's not me who wants to kill him, it's the military commander who wants to kill him!" Chen Yiming corrected immediately.

Leng Feng hesitated again.

Chen Yiming looked at him and sighed: "Leng Feng, I know you are angry, but I am also dissatisfied with certain practices of the party-state, otherwise I would not have been locked up in a concentration camp by them, but I am not as lucky as you. I was released after only a few months of detention... But I thought about it, we are just individuals, but the military command is a group, an organization, and we cannot compare with them in terms of financial and material resources! Right now, They want to fight against Japan and kill the Japanese, isn’t that exactly what we want? So, we might as well take advantage of this and take the opportunity to kill a few more devils, what’s wrong with that?”

Leng Feng was moved by Chen Yiming's words. He was silent for a long time without saying a word... After a while, he suddenly asked: "Then... what about the future?"

Chen Yiming: "After what?"

Leng Feng: "When the assassination of Nakamura is over?"

Chen Yiming looked at Leng Feng and thought for a while: "In the future... let's talk about the future. When the time comes, you must leave me, and I won't stop you!"

After Leng Feng listened, he remained silent again.After a while, he finally stood up and looked at Chen Yiming resolutely: "Officer Chen, you are a hero, I will listen to you, and I will do it with you!"

"Brother, thank you!" Chen Yiming hugged him excitedly!

A few days later, in a bush on the outskirts of Shanghai stood two men in black trench coats—they were Chen Yiming and his comrade-in-arms Leng Feng.

Looking at the soil bag already covered with weeds, Chen Yiming and Leng Feng's faces turned pale——

Chen Yiming: "Brothers of the 88th division, we came to see you... You are our good brothers, and you are upright Chinese! However, after you died, you didn't even get a thin coffin. Buried, we are sorry for you! Now, Shanghai is occupied, Nanjing is occupied, and most of our homes are occupied. This is a shame for us Chinese men! Today we come to see you to tell you that we Those who are still alive will not be intimidated by Little Japan, this blood debt must be repaid with blood!"

As Chen Yiming said, he grabbed the steel knife on Leng Feng's back, and chopped off the small tree beside him with one blow!

(End of this chapter)