Everyone immediately took action and stared out of the car window.

Even Ma Chao was ready with his shell gun in hand.

"Bang bang..."

"Bang bang..."

At this time, the train was very close to the white spot. Zhang Yong also retracted to the other side and sat down.

He couldn't see the specific actions outside. But he could judge the actions of the officers through the white spots.

A white dot started to move and landed on the train. It should have been a successful jump.

A white dot fell on the edge of the train. It was motionless. It must have fallen.

There are also white spots disappearing quietly...

Yes, this is serious. He died on the spot. Sure enough, there is risk in picking up a train. The risk is very high.

Zhang Yong:……

These people are so determined. They probably want something big.

A simple deserter would not take such drastic measures. A deserter cannot seek death on his own.

At this moment, he also reacted. If he was a deserter, how could he still be wearing a military uniform?

He must have taken off his military uniform and made up like a common man!

Alas, slow response...

"Ding Hai!"

"arrive!"

"Go! Order the train to stop!"

"yes!"

Ding Hai went in a hurry.

Zhang Yong continued to monitor the movements of those white spots. Only seven white spots successfully got on the bus.

Sure enough, out of seventeen white dots, seven were successful. What was the success rate? Less than half. Adding in the seven on the side of the railway behind, there were fourteen in total.

There are three more white spots missing. Disappeared, indicating death.

Picking up a train. Three people died. This price can be said to be extremely high.

So, why did they pick up the train?

"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

Shouts came one after another.

But it was Zhang Yong's men who met the officers who climbed onto the train.

The officer who was caught off guard was immediately caught red-handed.

They had no idea that after working so hard and taking great risks to climb onto the train, they would encounter so many heavily armed men in Chinese tunic suits.

Subconsciously, they knew something was wrong.

The people who arrested them all wore uniform-looking Chinese tunic suits and carried pistols. At first glance, they looked like they were no ordinary people.

One captain tried to resist and was knocked down on the spot.

At this time, the train also sounded its whistle and then slowly stopped.

"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

Lin Hai and others arrested people along the carriage.

According to Zhang Yong, there are seven officers in total. So seven of them will be arrested.

The targets are all wearing military uniforms. There should be no time to change them in a short time. This train only has eight carriages, so it is relatively easy to arrest.

Sure enough, soon, all eight people were escorted in front of Zhang Yong.

The leader was a captain. He held his head high and seemed very unconvinced and unwilling, but said nothing.

During the arrest, documents were found from his body.

Zhang Yong brought it over.

Wei Fangquan, deputy battalion commander of a certain brigade and a certain regiment of the 47th Division of the National Army.

Looking at the others, they all belong to the 47th Division of the National Army. Their positions are deputy battalion commander, company commander, deputy company commander, etc.

Although we succeeded in picking up a train in the dark, everyone was injured. Some were quite serious.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and observed everyone.

Confuse.

The 47th Division of the National Army seems to be stationed at Jinshan Guard?

When he was in Hangzhou before, Zhang Yong knew about this unit. Gao Yuanhang mentioned it. It seems that there is another 58th Division to be transferred.

"Good evening, Captain Wei." Zhang Yong said expressionlessly, "Please sit down."

"Who are you?" Wei Fangquan looked indifferent. He still stood still, as if he was a wooden man.

"I am the Fuxing Society Secret Service, my name is Zhang Yong."

"..."

"I'm curious. Why are you trying to pickpocket the train in the middle of the night?"

"..."

Wei Fangquan was silent.

He was sane. He knew exactly what he was encountering. However, he remained silent.

Zhang Yong was not in a hurry either.

These people don't look like bad people. Bad people wouldn't do such dangerous things.

For example, it would be impossible for Zhang Yong to die like this.

Bad people cherish their lives. This is the law.

Zhang Yong said slowly: "If I guessed correctly, there are seventeen of you. But unfortunately, only seven of you managed to get on the bus. Seven of them were injured. They are still lying on the ground unable to move. They will die at any time. In addition,

Three of your companions were unfortunately killed."

Wei Fangquan still applied for indifference.

In other words, it is insensitive.

The same was true for the others. When they heard that their companions were dead or injured, they all lowered their heads. They were depressed and desperate. But they didn't speak.

"If you tell the truth, I can save your accomplice."

"It's useless to save him."

"Why?"

"Aren't you going to kill us in the end?"

"You didn't even say the reason. How do you know I will definitely kill you?"

"Our division commander wanted to defect to the Japanese. We knew it. We wanted to report it, but we were hunted down. We had no choice but to steal the train. We wanted to go to Hangzhou and reported it to the Hangzhou Security Headquarters."

"Your 47th Division is under the control of Hangzhou Garrison Command?"

"No. It is under the control of the Songhu Security Command."

"Um?"

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

It turns out that the 47th Division, which has been causing trouble for a long time, is actually managed by the Songhu Garrison Command?

I thought it was Xuan Tiewu...

I didn't expect it to be Commander Qian...

Yes, that's easy.

Just a phone call...

How dare he, a commander of a miscellaneous division, join the Japanese?

hehe……

Tired of living!

However, there must be evidence.
Chapter completed!