Special Warfare Pioneer

Chapter 7

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Fujiwara just sat down according to Chen Yiming's order, but his heart was very uneasy.

"How did you get captured?" Chen Yiming looked at Fujiwara Tsuyoshi and asked in a deep voice.

Fujiwara stood up quickly in the posture of a Japanese soldier: "Answer, sir, during the battle in Wuhan, my fighter jet was hit by your army, and I parachuted to escape, so I was captured by your army."

"Oh...then why is your mother here?" Chen Yiming asked again.

As soon as Fujiwara heard this, the circles of his eyes began to turn red.

Chen Yiming was a little impatient: "Say."

Fujiwara immediately replied: "Answer sir, after my fighter plane crashed, the air force reported that I was sacrificed. The news was sent back to Japan, and my mother did not believe that I was dead, so she came to your country from a thousand miles away, and left again. Surrender to the position of your army in order to get my whereabouts. Your army is kind and sent her here. After my mother saw me, she refused to go back to Japan, so she accompanied me in the prisoner of war. Battalion, wait for the end of the war."

Chen Yiming couldn't help being deeply moved by Fujiwara Takeshi's words.He was silent for a while, and then asked: "You have a good relationship with your mother?"

"My mother and I have a very good relationship!" Fujiwara said, with warmth and pride in his eyes.

After hearing this, Chen Yiming asked with great interest, "What's a great idea?"

Hearing Chen Yiming's words, Fujiwara Tsuyoshi's face softened immediately: "My father passed away when I was very young, and I was raised by my mother. She worked hard to support me in elementary school and middle school. , went to college again, I was her everything! After I joined the army, my plane was unfortunately shot down by your army, but my mother heard the news in China, but she firmly believed that I was still alive. She is a great mother, At the age of 60, she traveled across the ocean and came to your country. She walked more than 100 kilometers and crossed the blockade of both sides without knowing the language. She finally found your army and surrendered. She wanted to know exactly whether I was still Alive! Now, in order to be with his son, she would rather lose her freedom and voluntarily stay with me in the prisoner-of-war camp... She is my life, and I can never repay her kindness in my life!"

As soon as Fujiwara said this, infinite reverence appeared on his face.Chen Yiming was also infected by Fujiwara Takeshi's expression.

Chen Yiming asked: "That is to say, your mother is your everything... right?"

Fujiwara Tsuyoshi's face darkened immediately: "It used to be..."

Chen Yiming asked: "Why?...Then what was all you used to be?"

Fujiwara just hesitated for a moment, not daring to speak.

Chen Yiming's attitude became very kind: "Just tell me, we won't punish you."

Fujiwara Tsuyoshi said very seriously: "All I have...is the Great Japanese Imperial Army and the Great East Asian Jihad."

Chen Yiming's face suddenly turned cold, and he sneered: "...What about now?"

Fujiwara said: "All I have now is my mother. She gave everything for me, and I am sorry for her!"

Chen Yiming sighed: "What do you think of the current war?"

Fujiwara just thought about it, and replied: "I used to think that this was a jihad for the common prosperity of Greater East Asia. I originally went to your country to study Chinese medicine, but I returned to China because of a feverish mind and applied for aviation school. I participated in the war, I did something wrong to your country and your army. I reflected on Japan’s crimes in the war in the prisoner-of-war camp. Now, I oppose this war and I pray that this war will end as soon as possible.”

After hearing this, Chen Yiming nodded, "Do you know about the Nanjing Massacre?"

Fujiwara Tsuyoshi's face became even darker: "I have heard of it, and I have seen it in the internal reference documents. I am a pilot and did not directly participate in the battle on the ground in Nanjing. The Japanese army massacred unarmed people, which is cruel and shameful. , I apologize to China."

Hearing Fujiwara's words, Chen Yiming heaved a sigh of relief. He poured a glass of water for Fujiwara: "Drink... I came to you today. I don't want to discuss war. That's for politicians. I'm a soldier. My duty is to fight the war, defeat the Japanese invaders, and defend the country! In other words, my duty is to kill——kill the Japanese devils who have harmed the Chinese people!"

Fujiwara just replied: "Yes, I understand!"

Chen Yiming asked: "Mr. Fujiwara Takeshi, do you know the military command?"

Fujiwara was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "I know—the intelligence agency of your country."

Chen Yiming asked again: "If I ask you to work for the military command now, what do you think?"

"Working for the military commander?" Fujiwara was taken aback, "Are you... the military commander?"

Chen Yiming replied uncertainly: "It wasn't before, but it is now. Don't talk nonsense, just tell me, do you want to do it, or not?"

Fujiwara suddenly became hesitant: "Sir, I'm sorry... I'm a prisoner of war. According to the Geneva Convention, I have the right to wait here until the end of the war. I don't want to participate in your country's intelligence work. I hope you understand."

Chen Yiming's face immediately turned cold: "Yes, I guess you will answer me like this."

Fujiwara just lowered his head, not daring to look at Chen Yiming.

Chen Yiming thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "You just told me... what is all about you?"

"My mother..." Fujiwara Tsuyoshi replied without hesitation.After answering, he suddenly realized something, raised his head and looked at Chen Yiming in astonishment, "Mr. Chen, you..."

Chen Yiming turned his head and left without saying anything... Fujiwara Tsuyoshi hurriedly chased him out.

Fujiwara just chased after him: "Sir! Sir——"

Just as Fujiwara rushed out the door, Leng Feng, who was guarding the door, threw Fujiwara Gang on the ground, took out a pistol and pointed it at his head——

Leng Feng shouted: "Fujiwara Tsuyoshi, be honest with me!"

Fujiwara just knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Sir, sir, I beg you, she is an old man in her 60s...my mother is an old man in her 60s, I beg you, I beg you ..."

At this time, on the opposite side of the barbed wire fence not far away, Fujiwara Tsuyoshi's mother saw what happened here, and couldn't help shouting anxiously: "Don't hit him! Please, if you want to hit me, please hit me! Please!" Already!"

When the old lady yelled, several other Japanese prisoners of war and Japanese expatriates who were watching followed suit——

Everyone shouted together: "Don't hit people! Please don't hit people..."

The gendarme guarding the watchtower heard it and immediately shouted: "Don't shout, go back to the house immediately—"

At this time, the old lady grabbed the barbed wire and shouted even louder: "Son, don't mess with them, don't mess with them!"

When Chen Yiming saw it, he waved his hand immediately, and two female military policemen rushed over and pinned the old lady to the ground... Chen Yiming immediately rushed into the doorway in the middle, pointed his gun at Fujiwara Tsuyoshi's mother——

Chen Yiming said without looking back: "Fujiwara Tsuyoshi, I'll give you five seconds to think about it. If you don't agree to my request, I'll kill your mother!"

Fujiwara said, "Sir, sir, you can't! According to the Geneva Convention—"

Chen Yiming's eyes immediately turned blood red: "Don't you fucking mention the "Geneva Convention" to me! Your Japanese army killed more than 30 unarmed civilians in our city of Nanjing. Why didn't you talk about the "Geneva Convention" with us then? "?!"

Chen Yiming's words blocked Fujiwara Tsuyoshi's mouth, and he could only look at his mother full of grief: "Mom! Mom...Mom!"

Chen Yiming ignored Fujiwara Tsuyoshi, pointed the gun at the back of the old lady's head and counted: "Five, four, three, two..."

Fujiwara said repeatedly: "Wait, wait! I promise you, I promise you—"

After hearing this, Chen Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, put away his gun, and straightened his waist...

On the way back, while driving the car, Leng Feng asked Chen Yiming: "If Fujiwara just didn't agree to do it with us, would you kill his mother?"

Chen Yiming laughed and said, "We are not Japanese, of course not."

Leng Feng was a little puzzled: "Then why did you use such a method?"

Chen Yiming sighed: "I can't help it either. Because I know that as long as you are a conscientious person, you can give up everything for your mother——I took advantage of Fujiwara Takeshi's weakness."

Leng Feng couldn't help laughing: "Hehe, only you can come up with this method..."

"Ha..." Chen Yiming also smiled happily.

2
Outside the Chongqing Yemingzhu Song and Dance Hall, the neon lights are flickering at this time, and the singing and dancing are peaceful.

Amidst the passing crowd, a black car drove slowly and parked quietly near the dance hall... The car door opened, and Chen Yiming, Leng Feng and Little K walked out of it.

Little K, who had changed into a suit, saw the feasting and dancing hall at this time, and his eyes couldn't help but shine.

Chen Yiming smiled and asked, "Little K, do you want to live?"

Little K nodded again and again: "Think, think."

Chen Yiming: "That's good. Then just remember, this is your first mission, and you must complete it well, otherwise your head will have to move... Do you hear me?"

Little K immediately agreed: "I heard it, I heard it... I will definitely complete the task!"

Chen Yiming waved his hand: "Go."

Chen Yiming patted Little K on the shoulder, and Little K nervously followed Leng Feng into the dance hall.

At this moment, Chen Yiming turned his head and looked around, and accidentally saw the little girl who was crying... The little girl is called Osmanthus fragrans, about fourteen or fifteen years old. She was crying and singing a Northeast folk song - "Lullaby": "Moon The wind is bright and the wind is quiet, the leaves cover the window lattice..."

But the pedestrians who came and went paid no attention to her at all.Kneeling beside the little girl was an old man, kowtowing his head and begging for alms:

"Please, please, please... We are refugees who escaped from the Northeast, master, wife, young master and lady, please please, please give us some food..."

Chen Yiming looked at the old man and the little girl from a distance, and tears could not help seeping out... He sighed, and walked up to the old man and the child.

Chen Yiming stepped forward and asked, "Old man... are you from the Northeast?"

The sweet-scented osmanthus singing beside the old man said immediately: "Sir, we are from Fushun..."

Chen Yiming asked again: "Fushun to the east of Fengtian?"

Osmanthus nodded: "Yeah."

Chen Yiming was a little puzzled: "Then why did you escape to Chongqing?"

Osmanthus fragrans said: "I came to look for my father. My father was from the Northeast Army. On September [-]th, he entered the border with the army. We couldn't survive in the Northeast, so I came to look for my father...I didn't." I found it. My fellow villagers said that my father died in battle..."

Chen Yiming's face immediately turned cold.The old woman beside the little girl couldn't help wiping away tears at this moment.

Osmanthus fragrans looked at the old man beside her again: "This is my grandma, my mother is dead, and this is the only relative I have..."

As the little girl spoke, she couldn't help crying sadly... Chen Yiming felt his heart ache, and couldn't help grabbing the little girl's shoulders with both hands——

Chen Yiming choked up and said, "Little sister, don't cry, we all will help you!"

As Chen Yiming said, he took out his wallet, took out all the money in the wallet, and stuffed it into the little girl's hand.

Osmanthus quickly said: "No, sir, I can't have these! There are too many, too many..."

The old woman next to the little girl saw it and kowtowed to Chen Yiming: "Mr. Great Mercy, Mr. Great Mercy, Bodhisattva bless you, Bodhisattva bless you..."

Chen Yiming didn't say anything more, sighed, turned and left.

Osmanthus knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Sir, haven't I told you your name yet? Let me and my grandma remember you!"

Chen Yiming said without looking back, "I'm also from the Northeast."

Then, he quickly walked into the dance hall.

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In the dance hall, the lights are bright and the singing and dancing are noisy.On the stage, Gao Qianqian, a singer with the stage name "Butterfly", was twisting her waist at this time, singing and dancing with the accompaniment of the band, alluring.

Little K was watching the woman on the stage in the crowd at this time, with a burning light in his eyes.

Standing behind Little K, Leng Feng looked at the woman on the stage and said softly, "Little K, it's up to you."

Little K nodded, and confidently walked towards the stage not far away... At this time, the butterflies on the stage were dancing and singing. Seeing Little K suddenly jumped on the stage, he couldn't help being startled. Light, he waved his hand in the air, and a rose flower appeared in his hand immediately.

The audience in the audience immediately responded with warm applause... Butterfly smiled, stretched out his hand, and gracefully took the flower in Xiao K's hand.Little K then stretched out his right hand, making a gesture to invite Gao Qianqian to dance.

Butterfly understood and asked with a smile: "Sir, what do you want to dance?"

"Tango—of course it's tango." Little K said, posing like a prince.

The band on the stage was also impatient and wise, and immediately changed the dance music, and the very rhythmic tune of tango immediately sounded.The number of people on the dance floor immediately decreased, and many people stepped aside consciously, watching the pair of "princess" and "princess" strolling down from the stage.

The spotlights gathered and enveloped them.The expression on Little K's face was chic and haughty, quite like a prince. He held the butterfly's slender hands and slender waist, and with the butterfly biting the rose in his mouth, he danced noblely and naturally on the dance floor.The crowd of onlookers held their breath, watching the pair of men and women on the dance floor with admiration, and their faces could not help showing envy.

Chen Yiming had already come to Leng Feng's side.

Leng Feng looked at Little K who was dancing with a butterfly in his arms on the dance floor, and he couldn't help showing a meaningful smile on his face: "This guy is really good at this!"

There was also a smile on Chen Yiming's face: "An inch is long and a ruler is short, we can be considered tailor-made..."

After the two of them finished speaking, they both smiled.

At this moment, the dance of the two has reached its climax. With the beautiful shape of Little K and the butterfly, the graceful dance music stopped abruptly, and then won extremely warm applause...

"Okay, it's our turn to play..." After Chen Yiming finished speaking, he and Leng Feng left the ballroom one by one.

On the roof platform, the wind is a bit cool.With a burst of happy laughter, Little K and Butterfly came out of the small door leading to the roof platform... With the sound of closing the door, the butterfly running in front suddenly froze - it turned out to be on the roof platform Standing was a man wearing a windbreaker with a serious expression; and behind them, there was also a person wearing a windbreaker——

"Who? What are you going to do?" Butterfly's face immediately showed infinite panic.

Little K glanced at Chen Yiming in front of him, and retreated resentfully to the side... Behind them stood Leng Feng with the same serious expression.

Butterfly looked back, even more frightened: "You... who are you? What are you doing?"

Chen Yiming didn't speak, but walked a few steps closer with a serious face, staring at the butterfly with piercing eyes.

Butterfly's legs began to tremble: "You...what are you going to do? I...I'm going to call someone! Help—"

The word "fate" in Die Die's mouth didn't come out, but Little K covered her mouth: "Don't shout! Don't shout...they are military commanders, you can't afford to mess with them!"

"Juntong...why did you arrest me?" Butterfly suddenly collapsed on the ground.

Chen Yiming took a step up and asked softly, "Your name is Gao Qianqian?"

Butterfly smiled: "Yes, my name is Gao Qianqian. You... you find me a singer... What are you doing?"

Chen Yiming took out a photo and threw it on the ground: "Do you know him?"

Butterfly picked up the photo and was stunned: "You...you..."

Chen Yiming's face was gloomy at this moment: "Answer me, do you know—or don't you know?"

Fear and sadness immediately appeared on Butterfly's face: "Sir...sir, I...I have lost contact with him a long time ago!"

Chen Yiming ignored Die Die's answer, and still asked with a dark face: "Do you need me to ask you a third time?"

"No, there is no need..." Butterfly immediately turned ashen, "I... I know him, I know him..."

Chen Yiming asked again: "Do you know who he is?"

Butterfly stumbled and said: "Japanese... Japanese spy. Sir, but I really didn't know beforehand! At that time, I was still a student, he was an international student Yamada Ichiro, and I was a classmate with him. I didn't know he was a Japanese spy..."

Chen Yiming was expressionless: "What's your relationship with him?"

"I...I have nothing to do with him now." Butterfly said, with a look of frustration on his face.

Chen Yiming asked again sharply: "Answer my question directly!"

Butterfly said with some hesitation: "I... when I was studying at Nanjing Central University, I... I was his... girlfriend, but I didn't know, I really didn't know that he was a spy!"

Chen Yiming ignored the other party's defense, and took a step forward with a dignified attitude: "I suspect that you are a Japanese spy, do you need another reason?!"

Butterfly immediately cried out and kowtowed like garlic: "Sir, sir, please do me a favor, please do me a favor... I'm really not a Japanese spy, I... I didn't know he was a spy at the time, I really did." I don't know wow!"

Chen Yiming took a step back in disgust: "Don't cry here, it's useless to cry!... You stand up, and I ask you, do you know how the government treats Japanese spies?"

Butterfly looked up in a daze, nodded, and shook his head again.

Chen Yiming showed a little pride on his face: "Let me tell you, according to the national government's wartime military control law, Chinese nationals who acted as Japanese spies should be sentenced to death."

"Ah?—Death penalty? Ah..." Butterfly trembled in fright, completely paralyzed.

On the platform, the cold wind howled, adding a bit of chill... Chen Yiming bent down and looked at the butterfly.

Chen Yiming asked, "Do you think you died unjustly?"

Tears slowly flowed down Butterfly's face, she knelt on the ground and kept shaking her head: "Sir, please, don't kill me...I'm really not a Japanese spy. Liar... Please don't kill me! I also have a son, he is just five years old..."

Chen Yiming sneered, took out more than a dozen photos and threw them on the ground: "Is that him?"

Butterfly picked up the photo on the ground and looked at it greedily... The photos showed little boys from different angles and distances.The faces of the children are full of innocence, some are playing, some are eating... Looking at the photo in hand, the butterfly immediately cried out.

Butterfly begged again and again: "Sir, sir, please, please don't kill him...he is my son, he is Chinese, not Japanese...sir!"

Butterfly begged and pasted the photo in her hand on her face, which was very pitiful.

Chen Yiming's face showed pity and anger: "Nanjing fell, more than 30 compatriots died under the butcher knife of the Japanese invaders, but you were mixed with the Japanese spy agent Nakamura Ichiro at that time, and you had your son, you Do you still deserve to be a Chinese?——Based on this alone, I can shoot you immediately, and then send your son to a concentration camp for Japanese immigrants!"

Butterfly's eyes widened in astonishment after hearing this, and his whole body was trembling.

Chen Yiming didn't look at her, and continued: "You should know how much the Chinese hate Japanese spies; you should also imagine how the military police would greet your little bastard well before sending him to the Japanese concentration camp!"

Butterfly's spirit has collapsed: "Sir, sir, please do me a favor, please don't harm him! He is still a child, he is innocent... Sir, I promise you anything, everything! You said you want Whatever, I will give you everything, I will give you everything... I will treat you like an ox, I will do anything—anything..."

(End of this chapter)