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Zhu Shengzhong's expression is wonderful, super exciting.

"You deserters, you should have been shot for running away, but now is the time to employ people, I will give you one last chance. See if those people on the stake outside are our compatriots and comrades-in-arms, if you don't kill them, After they catch you, they won’t talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality. Now, it’s time to show your courage, avenge them, and justify your own name. Whether to be a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death, or to be an upright Chinese soldier.”

This is what he said to Lao Suan and others, and now it seems like a joke.

Killing prisoners behind closed doors, he is so righteous and courageous, now he is on the rooftop, he dare not dare in broad daylight, in a sense, he is worse than Little Japan.

Zhu Shengzhong took a deep breath, and was about to say hello, when Yang Ruifu glared at him, all the evil he had felt towards the gallbladder was gone, and he put back the half-raised gun.

Lin Yue curled his lips: "My grandson."

When standing on the standpoint of political correctness, he yelled louder and more righteous than anyone else, but when the power that determined political correctness opposed what he wanted in his heart, he changed from a roar to silence Or, it's really ridiculous.

"Hey, I'm so wilted, what a coward."

In Lao Suan's eyes, Zhu Shengzhong had always been irritable, passionate and decisive, but at this moment, the appearance of the other party completely overturned his cognition.

"You also have the face to criticize others." Yangguai kicked him from behind.

Over there, Lin Yue ignored the deserters who had their own concerns, grabbed the MP28 from Yang Shusheng's hand, and swept it at the Japanese soldiers on the stake, and there were several more sieves on the roof.

"You." Yang Ruifu pulled out the shell gun from his waist and pointed it at the back of Lin Yue's head.

But what he didn't expect was that the young man opposite seemed to have eyes behind his back, turned his head to that side, twisted his arm with an underhand hook and pressed it down, and while turning around, the other hand grabbed his wrist , pushed the muzzle forward and pressed it against his temple.

The dignified major and battalion commander was subdued by a recruit.

The two guards quickly went to draw the guns in their waists, and Li Xiang also went to draw the guns in their waists. Yang Shusheng hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickered with fear, but he finally made up his mind. Yang Rui Fu heads the two guards.

As for the others...

The deserters were terrified, Lao Suan hid behind the stake, Lao Gourd pulled Duan Wu's arm to retreat, and Lao Tie shrank back to the stairs little by little.

Interestingly, Zhu Shengzhong, Qi Jiaming and others did not move, and only the two guards were standing on Yang Ruifu's side.

Lin Yue pointed his gun at the major's head: "Oh, in order to please foreigners, you put aside the revenge of your comrades-in-arms and compatriots, and you have to kill a Chinese who can fight and dare to fight. I'm really ashamed of you. Yang Rui Fu, you are not here to fight against Japan, why do I feel that you are more like an official than a soldier?"

Yang Ruifu grinned his teeth in pain, his face was flushed, he understood when he saw the reaction of Zhu Shengzhong and others, this thorn had said something that those people never dared to complain in front of him.

"If it wasn't for the people in the 524 regiment who needed commanders, and I didn't have so much time to stay in the Sixing Warehouse, let alone you, I would dare to kill Xie Jinyuan if he wanted to tell me what to do." Lin Yue snatched the gun from his hand. gun, and pushed the person hard: "Go back and tell Xie Jinyuan that I am doing what he wants to do but dare not do. I don't care what the overall situation is, and I don't think your so-called overall situation against Japan is meaningful. In the future Anyone who dares to stop me from killing devils, I will kill one at a time, because this kind of person is a traitor to me, go away."

On the territory of the 524 regiment, he actually threatened to kill Yang Ruifu and Xie Jinyuan, how arrogant and arrogant he was.

However, for some reason, no one laughed at him, nor did they think it was a joke, because the young man exuded an admirable self-confidence, and because the body of the Japanese Major was still hanging on the stake, blood was dripping down .

Yang Ruifu knew that he had fallen, he underestimated Lin Yue's arrogance, and also ignored the grievances accumulated by the grassroots soldiers over the past few days.

Yang Ruifu didn't say anything about the scene, and he didn't want his gun, and left the rooftop with a cold face.

Lin Yue looked at his back and curled his lips. Since ancient times, this nation has never lacked masters who face national crises and fight in the nest, because everything is about politics. Why do veterans like Yangguai who have combat experience become deserters? The reason was that he had no confidence in the officers commanding the battle.

Acting for foreigners? If the Japanese army had not entered Southeast Asia and violated British interests, would the British army have formed an alliance with the national army? If there was no attack on Pearl Harbor, would the Americans have made up their minds to join the war? Returning to the Geneva Convention, the meaning of the convention is to use it as a slapstick, and it is useless when you encounter hooligans and villains.

...

At nightfall, Lin Yue was startled awake by a warm and moist feeling. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Ba Dun was licking his face with his tongue.

It turned out to be feeding time.

Lin Yue took out a box of canned food from his portable space, and the expectant dog's face suddenly turned into frost-beaten eggplant, wilting.

"What? Do you find it unpalatable?"

Lin Yue took out the can opener, opened the can twice and put it in front of Ba Dun: "Taste first."

Gouzi glanced at him with deep distrust, walked over in small steps, stuck out his tongue and licked tentatively in the jar, after two breaths, the dog's eyes became clear, and he almost stuffed half of his mouth in. There was a loud bang when I ate.

The last time he brought Badun into the world of "My Commander, My Regiment" was around 1942. As time went by, the Japanese army's offensive momentum became more and more declining. This is not only reflected in the quality of soldiers, but also in food. The same is true, and a batch of supplies was seized during the counterattack against Nantianmen later. In Milong's words, are the canned food of the Japanese pig food? Not to mention that the old cannon fodder who has an appetite is disgusted, he is not willing to eat eight meals.

But it’s different now. It’s 1937. An officer of the Chinese army whose meals topped the average Japanese soldier’s food would not cut corners on all kinds of canned food, and put edible things in it.

At this time, Lin Yue noticed that Duan Wu was sitting in front of the big barrel of tung oil with his knees hugged, staring blankly at Ba Dun who was eating meat.

"Have you ever eaten before?"

Duan Wu was awakened by his words, and shook his head subconsciously. Unlike Lao Abacus and Lao Tie, he would secretly hide the personal belongings of the Japanese soldiers when cleaning the battlefield, and gave all the things he found to the soldiers of the 524 regiment.

Lin Yue took out another can of beef, opened it with a can opener and threw it over.

Duan Wu hugged the box of canned food in his arms and put a piece of meat into his mouth with his fingers. Perhaps because he only ate rice, pickled vegetables and compressed biscuits for the past few days, he had forgotten what the smell of meat was, and he was stunned for a while before he realized it. I gouged out one piece after another with my fingers, and cried while eating. I don't know if the canned beef is too delicious, or I am homesick.

In the end it was seventeen or eighteen-year-old children.

Lin Yue sighed, grabbed a handful of toffee and threw it over.

The Dragon Boat Festival was not picked up, and the toffee was scattered all over the ground. Not far away, the soldiers of the Sichuan army and Lao Tie, who were in a daze, swarmed up and snatched all the toffee on the ground.

The Japanese army was addicted to sweets. When they reached the rank of corporal commander and sergeant, they basically found a few pieces of toffee in their pockets. However, the number of Japanese soldiers who died in the Sixing Warehouse was not enough compared to the number of soldiers in the 524th regiment.

Lin Yue shook his head. Speaking of it, it was no wonder that Zhu Shengzhong and his gang looked down on this group of deserters. They had no guts to fight, and they were better at stealing chickens and dogs to watch the excitement.

"Mr. Lin, hey, Mr. Lin, are you awake?" Old Abacus leaned forward with a flattering face, stretched out his hands and said, "Look at that coin..."

"Didn't I tell you that I lost it?"

The old abacus took out a gold necklace from his pocket and shook it in front of Lin Yue: "Master Lin, please give me back my lifeblood."

"Where did you come from?"

"It was found on the body of the Japanese army."

"Dead people's things, bad luck, don't."

"It's gold, pure gold, if you want to go there again tonight, you'll need it." Old Abacus pointed to the other side.

"You know a lot."

"I heard from July that the sandwich is only sold in the concession."

"You have good ears."

Lin Yue stretched out his hand to copy, connected the gold chain in his hand, took out the coin and flicked it, only to hear a crisp ding sound, the coin fell to the ground and rolled forward.

The old abacus hurriedly chased after it, but unfortunately, within two steps, the coin hit a person's foot and was picked up by a hand. He looked up and peed.

Of course, the one who picked up the coin was none other than the sheep crutches who cheated his "ancestral pocket watch".

How did it fall into his hands again?

The old abacus looked back at Lin Yue, did these two do it on purpose, to play him like a monkey?

At this moment, Li Xiang walked in from the outside and leaned close to Lin Yue to whisper a few words.

"Is there such a thing?"