Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2802 Kill decisively!

The Dalai Lama's eyes were sinister, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slammed the door shut with his backhand, making a loud "bang" sound, which shook the candlelight in the room.

He approached Yamada Kobu step by step, and every step seemed to step on Yamada Kobu's heart.

Yamada Xiaobu looked at the appearance of Wurigeng Dalai Lama and felt an ominous premonition in his heart. His voice trembled unconsciously: "Master Wurigeng, you,...what are you doing?"

Wurigeng Dalai stopped, crossed his arms, and looked at Yamada Xiaobu coldly: "What are you doing? Don't you know it clearly? The Special High School Headquarters reprimanded you because the information you delivered was not timely, causing heavy losses to the Imperial Army. And because of you, I was almost suspected by the people of the Wugan Tribe!"

Yamada Xiaobu's eyes widened, and he quickly explained: "Lord Wu Rigen, this is not my fault! You didn't bring me with you when you went to the Wugan tribe this time, so how could I have the opportunity to pass on the information! Besides, the last news I got was that the tribal alliance was going to take the route of Broken Soul Valley, and I passed it on in time!"

Wurigeng Dalai snorted coldly: "In time? If you were in time, how could a cavalry brigade of the imperial army be wiped out? You are simply incompetent, and you still dare to quibble!"

Yamada Xiaobu was terrified. He realized that Wurigeng Dalai had come with bad intentions today. His legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. "Lord Wurigeng, please forgive me this time! I will be more careful in the future and work harder to pass on information to you and the Imperial Army!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Wurigeng Dalai's eyes. He slowly pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist, which flashed coldly under the candlelight: "Spare you? Do you think it's possible? You know too many secrets between me and the Special High Police, and you are so unreliable. Keeping you here will only bring trouble!"

Yamada Xiaobu looked at the dagger with fear in his eyes. He shook his head desperately: "No! Lord Wurigeng, you can't kill me! I am still useful to you. I can help you deal with the Wugan tribe, and I can also help you dominate the grassland!"

Wurigeng Dalai sneered: "Dominate? Do you think I, Wurigeng Dalai, still need you? Besides, I have decided to completely sever ties with the Japanese. You are no longer of any value to me!"

Yamada Xiaobu's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears: "What? You want to sever ties with the Imperial Army? How is this possible! Without the protection of the Imperial Army, how could you have been so safe for so many years?"

A hint of determination flashed in Wurigeng Dalai's eyes: "That was in the past. Now you Japanese are not that powerful anymore. This grassland still belongs to us Mongolian warriors. And you are the last witness of my cooperation with the Japanese, so you must die!"

After saying that, Wurigeng Dalai suddenly raised the dagger and stabbed towards Yamada Kobu.

Tian Xiaobu screamed in fear and tried to resist, but he was no match for Wurigeng Dalai Lama and was stabbed in the chest by Wurigeng Dalai Lama's dagger.

Yamada Xiaobu widened his eyes and stared at Wurigeng Dalai Lama, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness: "Wurigen Dalai Lama,...you, you,...the Imperial Japanese Army will not let you go!"

The Dalai Lama of Wurigeng looked at Yamada Kobu's unwilling expression without any emotion on his face.

He pulled out the dagger, wiped it on Yamada Kobu's clothes, then turned and left the room.

Outside the door, the herdsmen of the Wurigeng tribe were still singing happily.

The Dalai Lama smiled slightly and felt a great sense of accomplishment.

His Wurigeng tribe was originally just a small tribe on the grassland, but now, it can already compete with those big tribes.

Thinking of this, Wurigeng Dalai sneered: "We have to thank the Japanese for their support. Without their support, our Wurigeng tribe would never have developed so fast. But from today on, the Japanese mission has come to an end."

As the night wind blew, the Urigeng Dalai Lama had disappeared from the spot.

Ten minutes later, he had changed his clothes and appeared among the herdsmen of the Wurigeng tribe, singing and dancing with them.

However, the Dalai Lama Wurigeng thought that the matter was over because of Yamada Kobu's death, but he didn't know that it would be so easy to get rid of the Japanese.

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At the same time, Wu Gan was also awake at this time. After seeing off many tribal leaders, he was talking about something with Anda-Nason.

Wu Gan frowned, his eyes full of solemnity. He looked at Anda——Nathan beside him and whispered:

"Nason Anda, I called you here so late because I have something to discuss with you. The Japanese can grasp the movements of our tribal alliance so accurately. I think they must have spies inside us.

But the warriors of my Wugan tribe have followed me for many years, and I firmly believe that they would never do such a thing.

So I think this spy should be from another tribe, and most likely a tribal leader."

Nathan nodded slightly, his expression became serious, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Great Chief, you are right. It is indeed possible that a certain chief leaked our plan, otherwise ordinary people would not know the content of the tribal alliance meeting. Moreover, even if it was not a certain tribal chief, it must have been related to his confidants."

Wu Gan also nodded, and then asked, "Which tribal leader do you think is more suspicious?"

Nathan tapped his fingers on the table and said slowly, "Great Chief, look at the leader of the Tara tribe, Zamuhe. He was not very active in gathering the army to march north this time. Moreover, he was unwilling to express his views during the meeting, which was very different from his usual style."

Wu Gan frowned, recalling Zhamuhe's appearance, and said, "Zhamuhe? He is indeed a little abnormal. However, we cannot be sure that he is a Japanese spy based on these alone. Maybe he just has some unspeakable secrets. He is a veteran tribal leader, but his tribe has been declining. This possibility should be very high."

Wu Gan understood Zhamuha very well, and such things were not uncommon on the grassland.

If a tribe becomes weak, it may be annexed, so it is normal for Jamukha to be cautious.

At this time, Nathan continued to analyze: "And there is Ahari. He has been in frequent contact with some unknown people recently, and his whereabouts are very mysterious. Someone saw him talking to some strangers on the edge of the grassland. Those people behaved strangely and did not seem like ordinary herdsmen."

Wu Gan frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, “Although Ah Hali is a treacherous bastard, it is unlikely that he would betray the grassland.

Moreover, he told me about this matter. He knew several Soviet businessmen. Those Soviet businessmen said they could get weapons. Ahli also asked me if these businessmen were reliable because they wanted him to pay a part of the deposit.

So I think those mysterious people you mentioned might be those Soviet businessmen!"