Yu Hang looked at the pink invitation and frowned, looking at the bear Jiang's heart, saying, "I'm busy with military affairs, I'm afraid I will lose my appointment!"

Xiong Jiangxin was relieved when she saw that Song Yuhang was willing to accept the invitation, but when she heard that Song Yuhang did not promise to attend the banquet, she hurriedly said: "It is all a few performers, and it is also a routine for the labor force, and it is a routine for the labor force!"

"Oh! Since it's a routine, I can't break it, haha!" After getting Song Yuhang nodded and agreed, the invitation from the deputy general Wei A who was on the side was put away.

Looking at Xiong Jiangxin's figure leaving, Song Yuhang finally felt that Xiong Jiangxin was not simple. He could work hard to India. He had mobilized so many famous actors and red singers, and even Chairman Jiang had to personally inquire about it!

After returning to the headquarters, Song Yuhang first came to the back building where the Secret Information Department was located. Along the way, Song Yuhang found that the entire headquarters was very cautious. Not only were they all added double posts, but there were also hidden sentries, swimming sentries and patrol teams.

Song Yuhang saw the tired Su Na hugging her in her arms and said heartbrokenly: "How many times have you said, you should pay attention to your body. If your body is broken, what are you talking about in the future?"

Su Mian smiled slightly with a slightly white face and said, "You haven't stayed up day and night yet! The country is so big, it seems that you, Song Yuhang, are the only ones who fight against Japan.

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Song Yuhang put Su's head on his chest and slowly said, "If there were no such catastrophic war of foreign invasions, the domestic class contradictions would have developed to an unbreakable level. War is the best solution. It can destroy the inherent beneficiary classes. From another perspective, war can purify and purify the world we live in and destroy all unreasonable things. Although the cost of rebuilding is huge, it can help the Chinese nation be silent once and for all. We must not lose the opportunity to take a car like World War II."

Su Na fought in Song Yuhang's arms, raised her head and stared at Song Yuhang's eyes and said softly: "But that would cost countless blood and life, and you might even die in the battlefield. Since ancient times, a general has achieved success for eternity. Are you looking at how many famous generals and gods who have had good endings since ancient times? If you don't fight like this, the Japanese will be defeated by the Americans sooner or later. The Soviet Union has entered a stalemate with Germany on the Eastern Front. Once the Soviet army launches a counterattack, after the consumption of several major battles, the German retreat is inevitable. At that time, the Soviet army will send troops to sweep the Japanese Kwantung Army in the northeast!"

Song Hang looked at Su Na in surprise. He was shocked by the idea and idea of ​​Su Na. There will be no free lunch in this world. In the world, the blood you pay will be destined to make you gain. It is not a substitute for extremely dirty political means and so-called tricks.

Song Yuhang knew that the idea of ​​Sudi was terrifying. The most important thing was how many people in China had such unrealistic ideas? Decades ago, China, as a victorious country in World War II, lost Mongolia and lost all rights and interests as long as it was in the twenty-one world, still had bold and arbitrary small countries in Southeast Asia constantly infringed on China's national interests in South China and Haiti.

And all this is the one that Song Yuhang has to do his best to stop it. Song Yuhang gently stroked Su Nadi's hair and said, "The Russians do not believe this move is like attracting wolves into the house. Everything we have lost is the loss of land in previous wars. Therefore, we are destined to have to take them back in the war!"

Su Na knew that she could not convince Song Yuhang to show her strength. She had no choice but to say helplessly: "We seized two of them at three points. A total of thirty-nine Indians were arrested. Two were Japanese intelligence offices organizing interrogation."

Song Yuhang nodded and said, "Let's go and have a look!"

The so-called torture room was just a temporary change from the basement to the basement. The torture instruments were only whips, whips, tiger benches, and tiger benches. From time to time, you could hear the crackling sounds of whips whips mixed with screams in a row of small rooms in the basement.

The two Japanese spies who darkened themselves as if they were Indians were even more stubborn, and their flesh on their bodies was broken and they didn't even chew them!

Song Yuhang frowned and said to Sun Qiang, the head of the intelligence department in charge of torture, "This is not enough. It is necessary to apply a strong medicine for these people. The key is to destroy their spiritual defense."

"Concentrate all the people, including those two Japanese, into the big room and come in person!" Faced with the order issued by the commander, Sun Qiang did not dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly jogged to convey the order.

Soon, forty-one arrested suspects were gathered in the lobby of the basement. There was a huge charcoal basin in the center of the lobby. Unlike the braised iron, this charcoal basin was more like a barbecue.

Each suspect was tied to a chair. Two gendarmes behind him held him tightly. Song Yuhang, who had a smile on his face, walked into the room in a hurry. After looking around for a week, he took off his white gloves, then took off his uniform. The guards on the side put on a seemingly cool white gauze short-sleeved shirt for Song Yuhang.

Song Yuhang asked each Indian one by one if he could speak Chinese and English one by one. Most of the arrested Indians shook their heads and said they didn't understand. Facing those Indians who seemed to have a lot of talk about donkeys in their mouths, Song Yuhang waved his hand with a smile.

Wei Adae

Shi took out the m1911bb semi-automatic pistol, pulled the slide cover with a click and pushed it against an Indian who said he could not speak Chinese and English. Bang!

Almost all Indians were startled, and one of the two Japanese also changed slightly. All of this failed to escape Song Yuhang's sharp gaze.

With the continuous bang, bang, and bang gunshots, due to the Sam bullets used by Wei Ada and others, Indians were beaten to the point of brain splashing. Among the people present, Su Na had already flashed out of the door when the first shot was heard. Sun Qiang, who was pale, stood there in a position with a strong vomiting.

"Help! I can speak English, I can speak English!" While Wei Ah changed the magazine, an Indian struggled desperately on the chair, tears and snot flowing, and a yellow liquid also flowed down along the legs of his trousers!

Song Yuhang frowned and said, "It's a shame!"

Then Song Yuhang came to the Indian kindly and whispered in English: "Why do you have to? How good to say it earlier? It's not a good habit to lie!"

Song Yuhang took pictures of the Indians' cheeks and brushed them! A white light flashed, and the Indians jumped desperately with their chairs as if they were stepping on the electric door until they fell to the ground. With the blood sprayed from the Indians' noses, people discovered that Song Yuhang had actually cut off the Indians' nose with a teacup.

Song Yuhang turned around and said in anger: "I hate someone who lies with me the most! I will pull this damn liar down and feed the dog. I want him not to die before being eaten by the dog, and watch himself eating by the dog!"

The atmosphere in the basement seemed to have fallen to freezing point, and everyone, including the military police, dared not vent loudly. Song Yuhang drank all the tea in the tea cup leisurely, touched his stomach and made a hungry expression. A guard immediately turned around and went out. As soon as the door opened, the bloody smell and smelly smell in the basement suddenly flowed. Several pale military policemen covered their mouths and ran to the corridor and vomited loudly.

As soon as Sun Qiang held back, he could no longer suppress it and ran out of the room to vomit.

Sun Qiang, who came back from vomiting with a wave of his hand, said in English: "Take these honest Indians down and give each Indian five taels of gold. If you explain clearly, you can go home. I like honest people. If you dare to be dishonest, just pull them out and feed the dog!"

Song Yuhang's words were said to the Indians. The Indians were frightened when they heard it. Even if the British reigned or killed white people, they would just hang them. Even if the cruel Japan had many tricks, they would usually be shot or beheaded in the end. They had received certain training before, but they did not expect that the Chinese would have the habit of pulling people and feeding dogs at any time. Hanging, shooting, and beheading souls can be saved, but feeding dogs may never be reborn. The inability to reincarnate is a huge thing for most Indians who believe in Buddhism.

After the Indians were taken away, Song Yuhang waved his hand and signaled that the military police would not have to clean up the terrible corpses. Song Yuhang opened a box sent by the guards with a cruel smile. Suddenly, a smell of spice wafted out. People who often eat barbecue know that these are the seasonings that barbecue often use.

Song Yuhang looked at the two Japanese with different expressions with a very picky look. In order to sneak into the reconnaissance, he made himself into the Indian San and concealed multiple inspection lines. Song Yuhang was sure that these two Japanese intelligence personnel must be of great origin and that they must have a lot of important information.

Thinking of this, Song Yuhang signaled the guards to tie the Japanese who had been extremely tough before with a rope, and then he took a sharp knife and repeatedly stroked the Japanese. Looking at the blood beads rising from the tip of the knife, Song Yuhang smiled, and the Japanese closed their eyes in despair.

With a scream, the Japanese opened his eyes in panic, but found that his companion had cut a large piece of flesh from his thigh by the other party.

Song Yuhang skewed the meat strips on the iron strips, applied oil and sprinkled seasonings. With the sizzling sound of barbecue, a strange fragrance floated in the air. Wei Ada, who was beside him, came over without waiting for Song Yuhang to greet him, and cut off another piece of meat from the Japanese's legs with a knife, and roasted it on his own.

Several guards who walked across the Wild Man Mountain also joined the barbecue ranks. The red-eyed Japanese screamed and wailed. Song Yuhang walked up to him with the meat skewers and asked, "What's the name?"

The Japanese, whose thigh was almost cut off, struggled and said in a faint voice: "Hashimoto Ini, the fourth Japanese intelligence aircraft, belonging to the Indian Expeditionary Force, was ordered to come and collect the dynamics of the Chinese Expeditionary Force!"

Suddenly, Hashimoto Ini, who had lost a lot of blood, shouted loudly in Chinese as if he was back on his face: "Please, give me a happy time!"

"Hashimoto, you coward! I, Yoshida, will never let you go!" Another Japanese man who had been tough all the time cursing Hashimoto Inoue, accidentally brought his name out. Song Yuhang smiled slightly and threw the skewers in his hand to the petrified Sun Qiang and said, "I'll leave the rest to you!" To be continued,
Chapter completed!