Jia Bin regained consciousness and found that his hands and feet were tied and he was being carried on a simple stretcher.
Then he looked around at the Japanese soldiers and knew something was wrong.
This is the last thing the flying battalion soldiers want to see, being captured alive by the Japanese.
You can imagine what happened next with your toes.
The Japanese would either use inducements or torture.
They wanted to know everything about the flying camp, and they also wanted to get the tactics and techniques taught by the regiment leader.
Jia Bin made up his mind to find a way to commit suicide, and he must not let the Japanese succeed.
When the guard captain saw that Jia Bin was awake, he smiled and said in pure Chinese: "Mr.
Captain, are you awake?
Do you want some water?"
Jia Bin laughed loudly: "I don't drink water.
I just want to drink the blood of the little devil, the blood of old Hirohito, and the blood of all the Japanese people."
The guard captain was not provoked: "I won't be fooled by provoking generals."
Jia Bin said angrily: "Dwarf, pick up your gun, point it at my forehead, and shoot me hard.
If you don't dare to shoot, you are not a martial artist, you are a coward, a coward."
The guard captain chuckled: "Mr.
Captain, save your energy.
No matter what method you use, I will not kill you.
Because you are too important, even more important than my life."
Jia Bin looked around and found that the roadside was very close to the cliff.
Although this cliff is not high, only thirty or forty meters, if you fall, it will be difficult not to die.
He gritted his teeth and rolled off the stretcher.
The two Japanese soldiers carrying the stretcher were caught off guard and watched as the other person rolled towards the cliff and fell down.
But the guard captain was a master and reacted extremely quickly.
He rushed over and grabbed Jia Bin's chest and shirt: "Mr.
Captain, you can't die."
Jia Bin lowered his head and bit the captain's wrist, forcing him to let go.
The guard captain screamed, but this guy had a strong will and refused to let go.
A piece of flesh was bitten off by Jia Bin alive, which made him break into a cold sweat.
At this time, two other guards rushed forward, grabbed Jia Bin, and dragged him up the cliff.
Jia Bin spat out the pieces of meat from his mouth and laughed loudly: "You bastard, I wanted to drink your blood and eat your flesh, but who knew it would stink so much that it reaches the Pacific Ocean."
The guard captain was furious, drew his pistol, and pointed it at Jia Bin's head: "You want to die, right?
I will help you, I will help you."
"Come on, ring-footed, shoot.
Those who dare not shoot are cowards, cowards."
Jia Bin laughed loudly, eager for the other party to shoot quickly.
The guard captain's chest heaved violently, but he still controlled himself, retracted his pistol, and shouted: "Come here, tie him to a stretcher, let him fall on it, and shoot you."
Several guards were busy tying up Jia Bin.
The medical soldier next to him stepped forward to bandage the wound of the guard captain.
But it's not easy to bandage.
This bite is too deep, and the bones can be seen deep.
At this time, a guard ran over quickly: "Captain, no, the general has been arrested."
The guard captain was shocked.
As the person in charge of protecting Okamura Neiji, if something happened to Okamura Neiji, he would definitely have to commit suicide.
"Baga, how could you be caught?"
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"Their scouts, disguised as our people, made a surprise attack" "What should we do, what should we do?
We must not let the general fall into their hands quickly.
We must save the general at all costs."
"It's difficult.
There are more than two hundred of them.
They all have submachine guns and seem to be very good at it.
I suspect that each of them is a special operations team member."
The guard captain looked around and saw that there was only one team of fifty-four people.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on Jia Bin.
Jia Bin smiled and said: "It's impossible to exchange with me.
I'm just a captain, and Neji Okamura is a general.
No fool will exchange."
The captain of the guard thought the same thing.
A pig would not change a captain for a general.
However, there is no way now, there is only this way.
"Stop talking nonsense.
If the Headshot Ghost King is not replaced, you will die.
The worst is to die together and take him to replace the general."
The guard captain said loudly.
At this time, on the other side, Okamura Neji was banged on a tree, but he held his head high and did not look downcast at all.
Zhu Yongsheng sent a telegram to Yue Feng, saying to capture Okamura Neji alive, but Jia Bin was also captured by the Japanese and asked Yue Feng for instructions.
When Okamura Neji heard what Zhu Yongsheng said in the telegram, he was extremely depressed.
He coughed continuously and almost coughed up blood.
Zhu Yongsheng stepped forward and patted him on the back: "Old devil, stop coughing.
If you die from coughing, the value will be reduced by more than half."
Okamura Neiji sneered: "If I die, the empire will take revenge, and you can't live without it."
Zhu Yongsheng gave him a slap in the face: "You bastard, look around, there are wars everywhere, there is no revenge.
Besides, is your revenge as powerful as the Ghost King?
The leader said in the newspaper that in the Japanese country, he buried a There are a large number of wonderful terror kings.
Once he is angered and the Dragon Guardian family is angered, your country and your imperial capital will become hell."
Okamura Neiji was frightened, but said firmly: "It's just a bluff."
Zhu Yongsheng sneered: "Do you want to give it a try?
Anyway, I have tried it many times."
Okamura Neiji didn't say anything anymore.
In his opinion, the other party was just a major battalion commander and was not qualified to talk to him.
At this time, the reconnaissance company commander Yu Sheng came over: "The battalion commander, the captain of the other party's guard group, asked to talk to us.
He said that he captured a pilot."
Zhu Yongsheng thought for a while: "Let him come alone."
Soon, the guard captain was brought over, and of course, all weapons were cleared.
When he saw Okamura Neji tied to a tree, he was furious: "Baga, how dare you be so rude to the general?"
Immediately, several reconnaissance team members rushed up and punched and kicked the guard captain, leaving the guard captain with injuries all over his body, especially hidden wounds that would probably never be cured in his lifetime.
He was confused and shouted: "Baga, Baga, why did you hit me, why?"
What answered him was an even more ferocious iron fist and steel foot, almost beating him to death.
Neji Okamura said loudly: "Stop, stop, stop fighting.
He was vulgar and rude, and he scolded you.
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I apologize on his behalf."
Only then did the guard captain realize that the problem lay with "Baga".
This is his mantra.
He is used to it, but unexpectedly it became a trigger here.
Yu Sheng said coldly: "If you let me hear Baga again, I will send you back to your hometown."
Okamura Neiji knew the guard captain's stubborn temper and immediately said: "I order you to be polite."
The guard captain got up and bowed to Okamura Neji: "Hi" Zhu Yongsheng shouted: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart if you have any."
The guard captain said: "Hey, I suggest that both sides change people.
Use the pilot and replace him with General Okamura."
Okamura Neji stared at Zhu Yongsheng with wide eyes.
He felt that there was little hope of exchange.
Everyone knows that he, Okamura Neiji, is a famous general in the empire, and catching him is of great significance.
That pilot was only a captain at best, not a rank at all.
Therefore, he added: "In exchange, I will release the prisoners captured in Nanjing and Xuzhou, a total of more than 6,000 people, and return them all to your army."
Zhu Yongsheng pondered for a moment and asked: "How are our pilots doing now?"
The guard captain said: "Safe, no harm."
Okamura Neiji said: "I gave an order not to harm the captured pilots."
Zhu Yongsheng said to the correspondent: "Send a telegram to the regiment leader."
The correspondent knew that the matter was important and immediately sent the report.
Okamura Neji couldn't help but stare at the correspondent.
He understood that whether he lived or died, it all depended on Yue Feng's preference.
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