When the relationship between the two sides was so naturally bordered, Kawatani Rokuro discovered very unexpectedly that the Eighth Route Army soldiers who had originally hated the Japanese invaders in his impression were particularly tolerant and accepting.

As Han Feng said, when a group of people who walk together for justice and for the sake of Mazilism, they do not distinguish between national boundaries and regions.

This time, Kawatani changed Han Feng's name, and like other Eighth Route Army soldiers, he called Han Feng the regiment commander.

During lunch, the team specially added meals and took out part of the remaining grain to entertain Kawaya.

During the meal, the soldiers surrounded Kawatani and asked questions in a long and narrow manner. Don’t look at the soldiers who usually go to the battlefield to kill the Japanese without blinking.

It has never been an experience that I could sit with a Japanese devil who was willing to join the Eighth Route Army so peacefully.

Besides, Han Feng had already told all the Far East Army soldiers that Kawatani was a college student who had just graduated from China and studied pharmaceutical engineering. He had just arrived in China and had not stained the blood of any Chinese compatriots.

Not only that, this is also a Japanese who believes in Horses and communism.

This time, Kawatani left with Han Feng because he was willing to fight side by side with everyone for the sake of the Communist* revolution.

After Han Feng said this, the soldiers naturally thought that this Japanese devil was indeed rare.

Even Zhu Dazhi, an old commando player who hated the Japanese the most, could pat Kawatani on the shoulder and said calmly, "Although my parents were killed by Japanese the Japanese, it had nothing to do with you, I'm optimistic about you."

Kawatani was naturally flattered. This stubborn Japanese made everyone very fond of favor. He stood up very seriously, bowed deeply to Zhu Dazhi, and then said in broken Chinese: "I'm sorry, these things are not what I want, nor are they what our country opposes this war, or what our righteous compatriots want, but it still happened. I don't know what to say, mine is just to apologize to you!"

Everyone was amused by Kawatani's poor Chinese, and they all laughed so hard that they leaned back and forth.

Han Feng laughed and said, "You smile no matter how much you smile, don't hide it from Kawatani in the future, teach him how to learn Chinese."

"Kawatani, I remember that I had told you that if you want to learn Chinese quickly and understand Chinese culture, you have to be with a group of Chinese people, and it is best to spend time together. This time your opportunity has come.

I believe that it won’t take long to have a true Chinese image.”

"Hi... OK," Kawatani responded. He made up his mind that he would never use Japanese if he could speak in Chinese in the future.

After a pleasant lunch ended, the relationship between Kawatani and all the soldiers of the Far East Regiment became much more harmonious.

The things the soldiers discussed in private were mostly related to Kawatani, the Japanese. Of course, they were more impressed by Han Feng.

"What's the point? Our regiment commander is so amazing. He is simply awesome. He said he was taking the fourth company commander out for a walk, but what happened? He fooled the Japanese who had just graduated. It seemed that he had been fooled, this poor child."

"Shhh, Kawatani is not far away. The commander is not bad for this Japanese devil. Don't let this sentence be heard by the commander."

The warrior said happily: "Don't worry, I've seen it long ago. This Japanese devil doesn't understand too much Chinese and is fooling him. He probably doesn't know what this means.

Besides, everyone knows the temper of our team leader.

Even if Kawatani goes to the regiment commander to complain, at worst I can fight him. Can this Japanese man with thin arms and thin legs be able to do better than me?"

"That makes sense."

...

While the soldiers were having fun, Han Feng also gathered all the main cadres and held a meeting.

What is this meeting for?

"First, what attitude should we use to treat Kawatani's problem in the future.

Second, how do we have to send these data and documents on penicillin and bacterial research back to the headquarters? It is best to pack and send them away with Kawaya, a talent in bacterial research."

Han Feng's words were very clear, "Although Kawatani is a Japanese man, I believe that in the future, he will grow into a qualified Eighth Route Army soldier and become a comrade-in-arms who fight side by side with our Eighth Route Army, so they will pass on the words to me.

In the future, the brothers in the regiment gave in a little bit. Kawatani was a cultural person at least, so their thinking was different from our habits of joining the army.

If you really can't prepare for it, if there is any conflict.

If you fight and scold me, no matter you are a slander, you can say that you are a blind man and a cripple man. No one is allowed to discriminate against me. Let’s say, “You are a damn Japanese devil. That’s really awesome.”

Monk Wei said happily: "Stern brother, don't worry, I found this little Japanese... Chuan Valley, quite interesting."

The first battalion commander Sun Desheng said: "I don't understand those big principles, but the Japanese can sincerely help us deal with the invaders of our country. Just attack this. From now on, I, Sun Desheng, will protect him, and no one dares to bully him."

Xu Zilin smiled and said, "Everyone doesn't need to take care of it too deliberately, just treat it as a comrade. The leader said that right, don't be racist, and give Comrade Kawatani a sense of home.

This problem is easy to solve. The most troublesome thing we have at the moment is how to send these bacterial research documents back to the headquarters."

"Captain, your trip is amazing. I guess I can replace two divisions with these documents alone, even more than this value." The second battalion commander Dong Chenghai was the most knowledgeable among the three battalion commanders and sighed.

Sun Desheng was startled, "Old Dong, are you kidding? Can this little bit of broken things have such great value?"

"What do you know? You may not have heard of penicillin, but the special medicine that is more expensive than gold can achieve the magical effect of resurrection. Have you never heard of it?

If our headquarters can really produce panmoxilin based on these research materials, it will even be a huge help to the entire anti-Japanese battlefield. This help cannot be affected by a division or even an army.

Think about it, as long as our soldiers are not killed on the battlefield and can be saved by this special medicine after they get off the battlefield, how much will our casualty rate be reduced?"

"Be good, then we have to protect these information and send it back to the headquarters quickly." The monk said hurriedly.

"How to give it?"

"This is a big problem. The snow season in the Northeast is not over yet. When we return to the Taiyue Military Region, the only thing we can use is these two legs. It's amazing to ride a horse. We have to be wary of the Japanese along the way. The Japanese cannot provide convenience. Respectfully take us back by train?

It takes more than half a month, and the direction of the journey cannot be wrong and the food cannot be short. Generally speaking, considering the importance of these documents, there is no mistake at all.
Chapter completed!