Hearing Wang Han's words, the Japanese regimental commander was overjoyed. At least the relationship between Wang Han and them had not reached the point of no return. He quickly continued to show his goodwill, pulling up a bed with a happy smile and saying, "Sir, you must be very tired these past few days. I have prepared a comfortable bath and clean clothes for you."
"You may assist the gentleman in bathing and changing." The Japanese regimental commander beckoned to three Japanese women who were already waiting nearby with some items in their hands. The three women quickly approached Wang Han with their gifts, bowing respectfully. They then opened the items in front of him, revealing exquisitely crafted and high-quality clothing. Not only were clothes, trousers, and shoes provided, but even short jackets, shirts, underwear, and socks were included. The Japanese had been very thoughtful, even considering that Wang Han might not be used to wearing Japanese clothing. These were all styles of clothing that Chinese people preferred to wear.
The Japanese wanted to win over Wang Han, so they naturally wouldn't do anything to offend him as soon as they met. Instead, they tried every means to gain Wang Han's favor.
"These are all changes of clothes prepared for you, sir. I don't know if you'll like them." The Japanese regimental commander said apologetically to Wang Han. "The bathing area is in that truck. It was prepared in a hurry, so please don't take offense."
"No, I like it very much," Wang Han said, looking at the truck the Japanese soldiers had mentioned. The truck was well covered up, so it seemed that even the bathwater these Japanese soldiers prepared for him was brought along by the army.
"That's good. Please go and take a bath and change, sir." The Japanese regimental commander gestured for Wang Han to come first.
After getting on the truck, Wang Han found that there was a large bathtub filled with water, complete with toiletries such as soap and bath towels, as well as two small stoves that were fixed in place and burning. A Japanese woman was boiling water to ensure the temperature of the bath water, and there were also five or six food boxes next to the stoves.
After Wang Han got on the truck, the curtain at the back of the truck was drawn. The Japanese regimental commander personally stood guard beside the truck, and a large number of Japanese soldiers surrounded the truck to protect it and prevent any further accidents.
Wang Han soaked in the bathtub, the comfortable water temperature dispelling the fatigue of the past few days. The Japanese women serving him gently rubbed his arms and back, skillfully massaging him. Another Japanese woman opened a food box, taking out pastries and fruits and tenderly feeding Wang Han. Having not eaten all day, and having not had any normal food since being captured and imprisoned in the prisoner-of-war camp, Wang Han didn't stand on ceremony and enjoyed the food offered to him.
These four Japanese women were all quite attractive, probably selected by the Japanese through careful selection. However, even so, Wang Han did not even glance at them or say a word. He simply closed his eyes and enjoyed their service. Judging from their appearance, Wang Han could guess that they were female soldiers or even female spies from Japan.
Having read many stories about female soldiers from Japan online, Wang Han had no interest in them whatsoever; he only had them stand by the bathtub to serve him. (PS: This book is not harem.)
After showering and changing his clothes, Wang Han got off the truck.
"Sir, the 100,000 silver dollars have already been distributed to the town's residents as compensation. Is there anything else you require my assistance with?" the Japanese regimental commander said as Wang Han emerged from his bath. This indicated that he had already compensated the residents according to Wang Han's wishes.
"That's all for now," Wang Han nodded, making no further demands. His next conditions were no longer something the Japanese regimental commander could decide. He also didn't mention the grandfather and grandson, Erdan, who had saved him. Wang Han knew what he had to do next and didn't want to leave the grandfather and grandson as a threat, nor did he want the Japanese to use them to blackmail him.
When the Japanese regimental commander saw that Wang Han said he had nothing else to give, he knew that he might not be able to make the decision on Wang Han's terms. He also wanted to take Wang Han to the division headquarters as soon as possible, so he quickly said, "Division Commander Doi-Yuan heard that he has invited you, and he is now waiting for your arrival at the division headquarters. Please come with me."
Following the Japanese regimental commander to an armored vehicle, the commander said apologetically, "Sir, in order to avoid any further accidents and to ensure your safety, I have no choice but to abandon the sedan and use an armored vehicle for your transportation. Please forgive me."
"No, I'm still shaken by what happened before," Wang Han said. He was indeed shaken by what had happened and didn't want his plan to fail before it even began, leaving him with a bad reputation.
Wang Han and the Japanese regimental commander entered the armored vehicle. Several soft cushions and backrests had been prepared inside. After they sat down together, the armored vehicle started moving, slowly and somewhat bumpy.
Outside the armored vehicle, thousands of Japanese soldiers either boarded the surrounding troop transport trucks or began to run forward, escorted by several armored vehicles in front and behind, protecting Wang Han's armored vehicle as it left the town. Anyone who didn't know the situation would think that the Japanese were going to fight again.
After a day's journey, Wang Han finally arrived at the city where the Japanese division headquarters was located. From the city gate, a large number of Japanese soldiers had already dispersed the nearby residents and lined up neatly to welcome Wang Han.
The area around the Japanese division command post was completely under martial law. The Japanese division commander, Doi Makoto, had already led his officers to the command post to wait for Wang Han's arrival.
As the armored vehicles arrived, the Japanese division commander, Doi-ma, and his officers hurriedly stood at attention.
"Respected sir, I have long admired your name. Welcome to my division headquarters." Upon seeing Wang Han emerge from the armored vehicle, the Japanese division commander, Doi-ma, quickly came forward to greet him.
Tu Feiyuan was a fat man with a big head and ears. Because he was so obese, he also had a big fat belly. Even though he wore his military uniform neatly, it looked out of place on him. He had a kind of thuggish and rustic air about him, and his whole body looked round and chubby.
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