Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 497 Yu Ye: Three Rules to Send You Back to See Tian Huang

Yu Ye asked Lu Guoliang to contact the political commissar, meaning to get the political commissar away, as some things would not be appropriate if the political commissar saw them.

If the political commissar saw it, he would definitely stop it. If the political commissar failed to stop it, he would definitely be punished. Therefore, as Zhao Gang's close comrade-in-arms, he must not make things difficult for Zhao Gang.

Yu Ye thinks that he is a good candidate to be a good friend, so if anything makes his good friend embarrassed, Yu Ye will definitely consider it for him.

Yu Ye, accompanied by the Liangshan detachment and 500 strong swordsmen and axemen, oh no, strong miners, came to the place where the Japanese prisoners were held.

This place was originally a large dormitory for miners to live in. There were no beddings on the dormitory and all the doors and windows were nailed shut with wooden boards. Light and air could only come in through the gaps between the boards.

The Japanese had previously installed an electric fence around these houses. Once the miners entered at night, they would turn on the electricity to prevent the miners from even thinking of escaping.

"Go, call these devils out. I have something to say to them."

Yu Ye's voice was very flat, so flat that there was no ups and downs in it, and it seemed to be without any worldly air.

The monk immediately carried out Minister Yu's order without any nonsense, but he was not so polite in the process of execution. The captain of the Japanese gendarmerie, who had already had several ribs broken by the kick, worsened his injuries during the pulling process and his face became even paler.

Yu Ye just looked at these devils very indifferently, without causing any ripples in his heart at all.

He watched the monk drag the Japanese military police captain to him like a dead dog. Yu Ye put his hands behind his back and lowered his head to look down at the Japanese soldier: "Are you the Japanese military police captain Murayama Jiro?"

The captain of the Japanese gendarmerie was unable to speak loudly due to his injured ribs. He could only nod his head with difficulty, and utter a few weak and feeble sounds from his mouth.

When Yu Ye saw the dead look of the Japanese, his eyes suddenly became focused and a solemn murderous aura emanated from him.

The captain of the Japanese gendarmerie and a group of Japanese prisoners instantly felt the murderous aura from Yu Ye, and they even felt a bone-piercing chill.

Even the monk who was very familiar with Yu Ye felt a little uncomfortable when he saw his murderous look. Where did such a good scholar get such a strong murderous aura? He had at least hundreds of Japanese lives in his hands. Compared with Minister Yu, this momentum was still far behind. He would have to continue to practice with Japanese heads.

This skill, this momentum, you have to practice, you can't do without practice.

"I don't want to keep any idle Japanese here. They can't even say a word. What's the point of keeping them? Who among you was the corpse-dragging team? Drag this Japanese out and throw it away." Yu Ye waved his hands impatiently.

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight of the 500 strong miners stood up and were about to drag the Japanese soldier with his head lying on the ground and throw him away.

"No, no, I can speak, I can speak!"

The Japanese gendarmerie captain, Jiro Murayama, suddenly became anxious and stopped acting sick. He immediately shouted in a loud voice. Except for his voice being a little hoarse, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

Only Jiro Murayama, who had just spoken, understood the pain. His ribs were broken and his chest was already extremely painful. Every time he spoke a word, his muscles would pull the broken bones and rub them continuously. It was as if someone was scraping his bones with a few knives, which was extremely painful.

Hearing that the Japanese leader could speak back, Yu Ye was quite satisfied with his medical skills. You see, the Japanese gendarmerie captain who was lying on the ground dying just now and couldn't even speak, now it only took a few words from him and his face immediately turned rosy, and he spoke very loudly and with full energy.

Which devil wouldn’t praise our old Yu’s superb medical skills?

Yu Ye glanced at the devil: "Is it really able to speak, or is it pretending to be able to speak? I heard that the voice was a little bit weak at the beginning."

"Really, really! I can talk!"

The muscles on the devil's face were twitching in pain, but he still responded with the loudest voice he could.

"Well, since you can speak Chinese, let me say something and you translate it for your subordinates. Did you hear me?" Yu Ye said condescendingly with his hands behind his back and a scrutinizing look.

"Yes."

"I did not hear it clearly."

"Yes!" The devil Murayama Jiro roared with all his might.

"Okay." Yu Ye nodded.

"You damned little devils, a bunch of beasts who only care about human prisoners and not human shit, it is a crime for you to covet China, and what did these miners do to you that you treat us Chinese compatriots as slaves.

I have visited the mass graves and burning sites in the back of your mountain. You beasts are not doing anything humane at all."

Yu Ye faced 237 Japanese prisoners and cursed at them.

After he finished speaking a paragraph, he would stop and stare at Jiro Murayama, asking him to translate for the Japanese prisoners.

Yu Ye really didn't understand what the devils were saying, but he could still understand the expressions in their eyes. He saw anger and cruelty in their eyes...

Yu Ye saw too many emotions in the eyes of the two hundred-plus devils, but he did not see an ounce of regret or compassion for the Chinese miners who died.

Maybe there was some regret in the eyes of these devils, but that was because these beasts were caught and they were regretting why they didn't run away faster.

Yu Ye shook his head silently in his heart. This group of beasts were basically hopeless.

He stood there and cursed the Japanese devils almost in the same way for more than half an hour. Even the monks were stunned. Could their own minister be so good at cursing?

After cursing for a while, Yu Ye was a little tired. He knew that there was no point in saying more. He was just venting his inner anger. In fact, in his heart, he had already sentenced these devils to death.

"Okay, I've scolded you enough. Now I'm going to make three rules for you. If you can do it, I'll send you back to meet your locusts."

After Yu Ye finished speaking, he asked the Japanese gendarmerie captain Jiro Murayama to translate it for the Japanese prisoners.

After Murayama Jiro finished translating, he asked in disbelief, "Commander, I want to confirm with you, do you really have the authority to decide to release us?"

When Yu Ye heard the devil's words, he pulled up a playful smile and said, "I can command all the troops attacking Yukou Coal Mine and Datong City this time. What do you think?"

After saying this, Yu Ye added: "If you don't believe me, do you have any other choice?"

After hearing this, the captain of the Japanese gendarmerie fell silent.