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Lin Yue narrowed his eyes after hearing this: "No, I've changed my mind."

Miura said, "What do you mean?"

Lin Yue said: "This matter is over, I will stop fighting."

"Why?" Miura looked puzzled, he couldn't figure out why, just now that kid was still full of fighting spirit, as if he wanted to defeat all the Japanese samurai present, why did he change his mind in a blink of an eye?

From his point of view, Lin Yue had two purposes to play with the Japanese warriors around the martial arts field. One was to obtain food and kill an enemy in half a round. The money came in faster than opening a trading company, and the other was to lure him down. It's up to you, and you must know that most of the strong are warlike. To a certain extent, it is a shame to come to the Japanese army headquarters without fighting against the masters, and then go back after defeating a few minions.

Lin Yue said: "I'm a businessman now, and I pay attention to making money in harmony. I don't like killing people and causing trouble. In order to force me to come here to discuss with you, Sato first colluded with the people who maintain the association to increase taxes on imported food products. In order to hinder the normal operation of Lin's trading company, and later sent people to my office to lobby, threatening the personal safety of my friends in Foshan, so I came here and knocked down ten opponents according to your martial arts rules. Thinking that Sato shot suddenly, if I hadn’t noticed his drawing his gun, I’m afraid I would have lost my life at this time, so I won’t believe your words anymore, as a HK businessman, I’m leaving here now.”

After listening to Li Zhao's report, Miura's face became very embarrassed. He came from a famous family and was a high-achieving student of the Japanese Army University. Of course, he couldn't accept Sato's use of low-level methods to deal with a person who was qualified to be his opponent. This had nothing to do with Lin Yue. Whether it is a Chinese person or not is related to the spirit of bushido.

"Captain Sato, is everything he said true?"

Sato hesitated for a while, seeing that Miura's eyes were getting colder and colder, he could only nod and admit: "Yes."

"I'll hold you accountable later." Miura turned around and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee that your discussion with me will not be disturbed by external forces."

"Guarantee? What guarantee do you have? If you lose, won't it ruin the reputation of the imperial army? Just look at Captain Sato's domineering style. If one day I was seen walking on the street and shot dead by your people, you What will I do? Punish the shooter? Will I be able to survive that way? I’ll kill myself for a short while, and I won’t do this business. If there is a result, you can publicize that I lost, as a businessman, I have no objection."

After saying this, Lin Yue put on his glasses, fisted at him, carried it on his shoulder, picked up the ten bags of rice on the ground and walked towards the iron gate.

Miura is very embarrassed, very upset, and very angry. Will he lose? How can it be! Lin Yue can fight ten, and he can fight more, but the other party's questioning made him very clear - people dare not compete with hooligans who have no bottom line, no rules and warrior spirit.

As for winning or losing, um, as long as you are happy.

Judging from the results, it was Lin Yue who was avoiding the battle, but he was also the one who was asked to comment, and he was the one who was ashamed, and all of this was caused by Sato.

Li Zhao looked at Lin Yue's back. He was really convinced. He could avoid the aura of a strong man even if he avoided the battle. His Excellency was speechless. There was no other person in Foshan.

"Open the door." Lin Yue looked at the Japanese soldiers in front of the iron gate and said.

The man looked at Miura and saw that the officer was silent, so he pulled the latch and opened the door.

Lin Yue threw the rice bag to the familiar face at the door, and strode out.

When the onlookers in front of the compound saw him coming out, they all became more energetic. Now they were no longer afraid of the guns in the hands of the Japanese. Some elderly people asked how Master Lin was doing, did he win?

Lin Yue's answer was that he lost.

Then he took a rickshaw and drove to the company's resident, leaving a group of troublemakers looking at each other.

...

lost.

Is it really lost?

Before the sun went down, the whole Foshan was boiling.

The person who voluntarily surrendered made a one-to-ten match, and the Japanese samurai couldn't even hold a half-close in his hands. Not only did Sato shoot pretentiously without hurting anyone, but he almost cut his throat with the saber thrown by Lin Yue.

He told others that he had lost, but in the eyes of many people, such words were more mocking than convincing—what kind of bullshit samurai spirit, or relying on the gun in his hand to force people to submit.

No one blamed him for avoiding the war, because he went to the appointment to protect the interests of Foshan people, but he was almost beaten to death by Sato.

Gou Ri's little devil is really insane!

...

Three days later, at midnight.

Foshan South Wharf.

Because the battle line has advanced to northern Guangdong, and the pier is not an important strategic material supply point, only about a small Japanese army is stationed in a nearby compound.

Compared with before 1938, the number of ships at the southern wharf has decreased by more than half. Most of the surviving fishing boats are anchored under the name of the maintenance association, and only a small number of cargo ships can navigate freely in the Pearl River water system. In the middle of each month, a transport ship from the sea would enter the dock to replenish supplies for the brigade commanded by Miura. At this time, with the soldiers on board, the number of Japanese at the dock would reach seventy or eighty.

It was just over an hour ago that the Japanese soldiers who were on duty in the first half of the night had fallen asleep. The Japanese soldiers who were assigned to watch the second half of the night were sitting behind the bunker and smoking cigarettes. Even the Japanese soldiers on the watchtower next to them were in a relaxed state. Sit down and rest for a while.

Before the fall of Guangdong, the main force of the Cantonese army went to reinforce Wuhan. The Japanese army launched a surprise attack from the sea, and soon drove Yu Hanmou’s troops into the mountainous area of ​​northern Guangdong. Therefore, there were basically no guerrilla armed forces in Guangzhou and the area south of it, not to mention setting up defenses at the docks. , the task is not very dangerous.

They thought that the regular army was defeated and fled to northern Guangdong, and no one would dare to resist after another massacre and destruction. Facts have proved that this is just wishful thinking.

In the darkness of night, a faintly visible black shadow wandered among the houses, climbed over the building, crossed the isolation belt outside, and touched the outer machine gun checkpoint.

A few seconds later, the Japanese soldier next to the machine gun checkpoint suddenly stood up, but the next moment he fell to the ground clutching his neck, without making any sound during the whole process, leaving only a fleeting figure on the nearby wall.

The patrolling soldiers walking between the wooden boxes and containers also fell one after another.

The soldier on the watchtower said a few words in Japanese to the people below, and someone below replied to him, so a figure entered the watchtower. Ten seconds later, the warning lights flickered a few times, and one figure after another came out from behind the houses outside the pier, groping towards the compound where the Japanese army was stationed.

About half a minute later, there was the sound of the explosion of the grenade, followed by the sound of gunfire and glass shattering.

A few minutes later, the flames rose above the water, making the surface of the river shimmer, and the explosions that occurred from time to time threw out a large number of fragments and splashed clusters of water.

When the battle came to an end, only the sound of dogs barking and wood chips passing through the alley was left. A Japanese army of more than 200 people came from the north. The roar of three-wheeled motorcycles and the sound of footsteps once again crushed the children. dream.

...

noon the next day.

Japanese Army Command.

Miura looked down at the document handed over by the staff officer.

The document records the number of damaged property at the southern wharf and the number of casualties of Japanese soldiers.

A team of 55 people, plus 10 people accompanying the transport ship, all died without a single survivor.

The supplies brought by the transport ship, such as quilts, raincoats, gas masks, mechanical parts, grenade grenade, cans, etc., were completely burned in one fire, but there were also some missing items, such as two crooked machine guns, more than 30 Take the 38-type rifle shipped from the northeast, plus some bullets, grenades, mines, and explosives.

In addition to military supplies, some civilian supplies in the warehouse were also damaged too much.

This is not what made Miura the most angry. The group of guys who dared to attack the Imperial Japanese Army dropped a letter on the body of the commander of the garrison squad. There were a few crooked Japanese characters on it, translated into Chinese... The general idea is "the little devil can't afford to lose!"

The little devil can't afford to lose?

Is this a provocation? No, it's sarcasm!

Yu Hanmou's troops were beaten and retreated steadily in northern Guangdong. Of course, this did not refer to war, so what does "can't afford to lose" here refer to?

The answer is very simple, it refers to what happened to Lin Yue at the Japanese Army Headquarters.

Miura crumpled up the letter paper in his hand and threw it to the corner of the room, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the anger in his eyes almost overflowed.

Shame, what a shame.

Are those who attacked the pier avenging that guy named Lin Yue?

After all, he was a top student at the Imperial Army University, and Miura quickly noticed an interesting situation from the staff officer's report.

"Did you find out that the soldiers guarding the outside of the pier last night were all killed by assassination. That person... should be someone who knows kung fu."

When Sato heard this, his thoughts changed: "Your Majesty, is this person... Lin Yue?"

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