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Chapter 2877 Sumalaga

sumaraga.

The death of Shota Kamikawa caused the Japanese army in the Philippines to suffer the biggest defeat since they occupied this country.

This also angered the Japanese army.

Arrests and raids were carried out at the same time.

The attitude towards local resistance forces is also obviously much harsher.

In previous battles, the Japanese army believed that the Philippine resistance forces did not pose any substantial threat to themselves.

Therefore, the attitude is much more negative.

But it's different now.

Before arriving in Sumalaga, we could see a large number of Japanese troops being mobilized.

Cars with Japanese flags flying on them were also stopped several times for inspection.

After attacking the Empress Dowager Shangchuan, Meng Shao originally acted separately from Gan Ning and Xu Zhu.

The place where we meet again is in Sumalaga.

When entering Sumalaga, a scene that Meng Shaoyuan had seen countless times appeared again.

Eight Filipinos were lined up in a row and tied to eight wooden stakes.

Behind him are Japanese soldiers holding bright bayonets.

The only difference is that before, Meng Shaoyuan saw only Chinese who died under the bayonet.

But this time, it was a Filipino.

Following an order from a Japanese officer, eight Japanese soldiers rushed forward.

The bayonet stabbed into the body of the Filipino.

Screams suddenly sounded.

Some prisoners died on the spot, but some were just stabbed and were wailing in agony.

These eight Japanese soldiers are undoubtedly new recruits.

The Japanese army is accustomed to using this method to train their recruits and hone their so-called courage and will.

In fact, it is nothing more than turning a person completely into a devil!

Under the loud scolding of the Japanese officer, the Japanese recruit who failed to stab the prisoner to death for the first time due to cowardice pulled out his bayonet and stabbed it out again while trembling.

Over and over again until the prisoner is killed.

After receiving the inspection, Li Zhifeng stepped on the accelerator again: "What kind of punishment will these bastards receive after the war is over?"

Fa Zheng, who was sitting in the back row, said coldly: "If I were a judge, I would rule to let the families of the victims end the lives of these bastards in the same way!"

Meng Shaoyuan didn't say a word.

When the war ends, those who take the lead will definitely receive the punishment they deserve.

But the rest?

Especially those soldiers?

They will escape.

Then, decades later, he would put on a false mask to repent.

It's as if these sins and the innocent souls who died at their hands can all disappear with just one confession.

And we still have to be very generous to accept their confession, and even treat them as friends again.

Why?

What about those who died at their hands?

Sometimes, Meng Shaoyuan would have very extreme thoughts.

Perhaps we should follow the example of a certain country and imprison hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops in cold Siberia.

Forget it, this is no longer within my control.

Entering Zumalaga, it is said to be the third largest city in the Philippines, but from a glance, it looks like a small town.

There are basically no large buildings to be seen here.

The situation in the city is not much better than outside the city.

The Japanese army arrested people everywhere there.

Sharp sirens sounded from time to time.

The few restaurants available are all closed.

This left the hungry group of people with no idea where to eat.

Meng Shaoyuan didn't understand the local Filipino dialect, so he could only get off the car and walk.

On the way, they asked several Japanese soldiers before they found the place they needed to find.

This was provided to them by Fuzhong Jingze.

Knocked on the door, but there was no reply.

Meng Shaoyuan looked at the time: "Wait a minute."

This wait actually lasted for several hours.

When it was getting dark, I saw a man coming slowly on a bicycle.

After parking the bicycle, this man walked up to him and asked, "Who are you?"

He was wearing local clothes from the Philippines. He had a dark complexion and rough hands. If he didn't speak Japanese, I would have thought he was a local.

"Is this Your Excellency Takasago?" Meng Shaoyuan asked.

"Yes, it's me."

"I am Shibuya Taniguchi." Meng Shaoyuan took out his ID: "Senior Fuzhong asked me to come here to find you."

This is Makoto Takasago, the head of the Yamayuri Association in Sumalaga.

Takasago Makoto took the certificate and checked it carefully, for fear of missing something.

Moreover, he will suddenly ask a question.

Meng Shaoyuan dealt with it calmly.

This is a very conscientious person, completely different from Fuzhong Jingze.

And this also made Meng Shaoyuan fully understand what Fuzhong Jingze said when he introduced Sumalaga to him:

"Taniguchi-kun, you may not be very satisfied when you come into contact with Takasago-kun."

"Why?" At that time, Meng Shaoyuan asked curiously.

"This is a difficult person to deal with." Fukuzaka Jingze smiled bitterly: "We are in the Philippines and have very little contact with each other, but I have dealt with this Takasago Makoto.

He used to study engineering in Japan and was very rigid and unreasonable. After being absorbed into the Yamayuri Club, to be honest, almost no one liked him.

He once had an argument with his superior over some engineering matters and got into a quarrel. Although he was proved to be right in the end, he completely offended his superior. Later, he was sent to Sumalaga.

At work, I do my best, but as a person, it’s hard to describe. That time, I went to Sumalaga to handle a handover and dealt with him. After the task was completed, I wanted to treat him to a meal, but guess what happened?

Already?"

Fukuzaka Jingze shook his head when he said this: "It's okay if you refuse directly, but the rules of the Yamayuri Association are that the responsible persons from various places are not allowed to have close contact. Takasago Makoto told me directly that he would tell me that I wanted to entertain him.

, I will report to my superiors in the future.”

That day, Meng Shaoyuan also had a headache after listening to it.

He had a lot of experience in dealing with the cunning Rite, but he was very afraid of encountering such a rigid and completely unreasonable person.

Although Meng Shaoyuan looked reluctant, he finally stood face to face with Takasago Makoto.

After finally checking the ID, Takasago Cheng returned the ID to Meng Shaoyuan expressionlessly, took out the key and opened the door: "Come in."

After saying that, he walked in alone without paying any attention to Meng Shaoyuan.

The place where Takasago Makoto lives is quite big.

But as soon as he entered his house, the room was in a mess.

There are a large number of drawings stacked on a table.

Meng Shaoyuan leaned over and took a look: "What is this?"

"Drawing of Tunnel No. 6." Takasago Makoto said coldly: "Do you understand it?"

Well?

this?

I don’t understand it myself, but there’s no need to be so rude, right?

Now, Meng Shaoyuan finally felt what Fuzhong Jingze felt.
Chapter completed!
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