The moonlight shone in the courtyard. Ma Shaoqiang noticed that there were a total of three rooms in the courtyard. The tall room directly opposite should be the main house. The slightly smaller rooms on the east and west sides should be the kitchen with a chimney on the east side. The room on the west side was dark and the door was locked from the outside. It should be unoccupied. The lights in the main room were still on. He guessed right, this was a reclusive Japanese soldier who didn't even get along with others. Such a person should be taciturn, cold, silent, and unsociable. The ghost disguised as such had no pressure at all. He just had to keep a cold face and remain silent.
Ma Shao Qiang waited alone in the cold night for an opportunity. F * ck, when it was almost 12 o'clock at night, the lights in the room were still on. Ma Shaoqiang's limbs were stiff from the cold. This damned guy wouldn't leave the lights on when he slept, right? Silently, he rubbed his frozen limbs with his hands. In the end, Ma Shaoqiang decided to wait for another half an hour. Regardless of whether the lights were turned off or not, he would directly make his move. There was no time to waste.
At 12:30, the lights were still on. Ma Shaoqiang rubbed his stiff legs and arms vigorously and stretched his muscles and bones. He took out the Bloodshed Dagger from his bag with his mind and quietly came to the door. He gently pushed the door open. Unexpectedly, it was not locked. With a creak, he directly pushed the door open and rushed in.
The wooden door creaked. Sure enough, the Japanese was awakened by the sound. He opened his eyes and found a strange man in front of him. Before he could call out, his consciousness had already blurred. Ma Shao Qiang's movements were very fast. After entering the door, his eagle eyes scanned the location. He took a big step forward and stabbed his temple directly, killing him with one stab. He obtained 1000 Werewolf Points. After checking with his consciousness, he now had 2948 Werewolf Points.
Ma Shaoqiang saw the appearance of the little Japanese and immediately used the Disguise Technique to throw the little Japanese into the Idiot Rotary Furnace. After dealing with the Japanese, Ma Shaoqiang looked at them carefully.
This reclusive Japanese guy's room was very simple and clean. He rummaged through the room, searching for information that was useful to him. There was a wardrobe with a military uniform, a suit, and two or three sets of clothes. There was a desk with a lamp on it and a military map on it. He took out two notebooks and some gold bars, US dollars, and French coins from the drawer of his desk. There were four glasses on a tray on the coffee table, and there was a leather sofa next to it. A large military map and a command knife given by the Emperor were hung on the wall facing the desk. Ma Shaoqiang guessed," This Japanese was a workaholic. Beside the bed, he took out a military officer's ID from the pocket of his military uniform. He opened the ID and was shocked. The Japanese's name was Aoki Ryuichi, and he was actually a combat staff officer of the Nanjing General Staff Headquarters.
Ma Shaoqiang was ecstatic. He didn't expect this Japanese to be such a big fish. This identity was too f * cking useful.
Some people would say that a small advisor was not a big fish. As the saying goes," A staff officer without a leader will not fart.”This is a big mistake. In Japan, the Japanese's advisors were extremely powerful.
Firstly, in terms of promotion, Japan was based on seniority. Some Japanese soldiers had served for more than ten years, but they could only be soldiers. That was because the Japanese army had a rule that they could not become officers without a "childhood school" education. These staff officers were first admitted to the Army Infant School and were genuine Army students. After graduation, they had excellent results and had to be recommended by the commander of the army before they could apply for the Army Noncommissioned Officer School. They had to study in the Army for three years before returning to the army. They had to serve for at least two years and have the rank of second lieutenant or first lieutenant.(For infantry, cavalry, artillery, and engineers, you need to be a lieutenant or senior captain). Only those who are not older than 28 years old (artillery and engineers can be relaxed to 30 years old) can apply for "Lu University"(of course, they also need the recommendation of the commander). Moreover, the exam is limited to three times, so those who can enter "Lu University" can be said to be "the elite of the elite".
Secondly, this " Lu University " was an army academy set up to train staff officers for the General Staff Department. Moreover," Lu University " was the highest academy of the Japanese army. The graduates of " Lu University " not only had the priority to be promoted in the Japanese army, but the top six in each batch could also receive a military saber from the Emperor. The first place in each batch could also get the " right to speak " to the Emperor alone. This treatment was similar to the top scorer in ancient China. Therefore, the graduates of " Lu University " were the students of the Emperor.
Lastly, in terms of relationships," Lu University " was directly under the jurisdiction of the General Staff Headquarters, so " Lu University " students were also directly assigned by the General Staff Headquarters. In other words, when you stepped into the gate of " Lu University ", you were already a member of the General Staff Headquarters. With an organization with the Emperor above them and many senior brothers in important positions, how much capital did they have? Compared to those hooligans who dared to do whatever they wanted with the protection of the station chief, these staff officers 'waists were definitely thicker than a hippopotamus.
According to the information that Ma Shaoqiang had read in his previous life, these staff officers of the General Staff Headquarters had always been arrogant. They thought that they would be promoted quickly and had a strong background. They did not judge power by military rank. Even when they saw the generals of the Japanese army, they were not afraid. They would even use the word "great life"(the order of the headquarters) to command these generals. It was like a heifer practicing handstand.
How could Ma Shaoqiang not be ecstatic with such a body of skin?
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ma Shaoqiang opened the notebook. This was the diary of the Japanese who had set foot on the battlefield in China. Ma Shaoqiang spent a full five hours carefully reading it from beginning to end, afraid that he would miss any detail.
From Aoki Ryuichi's narration, Ma Shaoqiang found that this top student who graduated from Lu University was a very contradictory and perverted guy with serious mental illness. He was a complete bastard.
There was a description in the front," Today, we passed by a beautiful small mountain village. The mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. The men and women in the fields were working hard. When they saw us, some of the commoners stood up and greeted us. I didn't expect that my soldiers would step forward and kill them one by one with their bayonet. Seeing them scream in panic and run in all directions, I was even more excited. I shouted and shouted, how could these low-level soldiers do this? He was so brazen in broad daylight, did he not know how to hide? That's too rude."
However, there was a completely different confession at the back: " Today, I sneaked into the prison of the military police headquarters again. It was still that dark and quiet secret room, but it was a different prisoner. In my eyes, they were all my creative materials. I like to watch him scream and scream in the empty secret room, but I can't do anything about it. This caused my blood to boil continuously. An indescribable feeling enveloped my entire body. The blood that was left by the whip and the sizzling sound of the branding iron touching the flesh formed such a beautiful painting. I was truly a great artist…Unfortunately, I had to leave. Such a beautiful painting would only last for a short while. It would be a pity to kill him with a single shot.”
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