There are always people with various ideas in a country, but this country has only one foreign policy.

Just like the current policy of the US government, it is not to participate in disputes between China and Japan.

The life and death of a country, in the eyes of politicians, are disputes!

Still, Stilwell's words had no weight internationally or within his own country.

But in Shanghai, we can still help Xiao Lei get the dozens of injured people into the concession.

He was placed in a specialized refugee camp to recuperate.

Now Xiao Lei will start to be busy.

The war had just begun, and the anti-Japanese enthusiasm of the people across the country was very high.

Knowing that there were wounded soldiers from the national army in this refugee camp, citizens, students, and people from all walks of life came to visit in an endless stream every day.

There are also many people donating money and materials.

This quickly attracted the attention of the Japanese, although the Japanese are now much more restrained than before the war.

Most of the Japanese expatriates have retreated back to their country, but if they want to do something about this refugee camp, they still have ways.

Among the three gangster tycoons in Shanghai, Zhang Xiaolin is very willing to cooperate with the Japanese.

Among the three gangster tycoons, Huang Huangrong became the eldest, Du Yuesheng became the second eldest, and Zhang Xiaolin had no choice but to be the third eldest.

The third child thinks he can be the boss, but in recent years Shanghai has been calm on the surface.

It had no chance to buck the trend, but things are different now.

Regardless of the outcome of the Battle of Songhu, Shanghai will never be the same again.

Zhang Xiaolin bet on the Japanese.

If you want to wear a crown, you must first bear its weight; if you want to gain benefits, you must first be a dog.

Zhang Xiaolin, who decided to become a dog for the Japanese, soon received instructions: to destroy the wounded soldiers in the concession.

For Zhang Xiaolin: Such a thing is nothing at all.

It has tens of thousands of disciples and disciples, and there are countless fights on Shanghai Beach every day.

One more thing is not much, and one less thing is not much.

It's a small matter, please explain it immediately.

Kuai Dao Li is his nickname, which means his knife is very fast.

He is just Zhang Xiaolin's subordinate, responsible for collecting protection fees for this neighborhood.

This newly established refugee camp was strictly speaking a camp for wounded soldiers, and of course no protection fee was paid to him.

If his superiors hadn't asked him to come to collect the money, Kuai Dao Li wouldn't have done it.

Although he was hanging around in the world, he still knew something about the justice of his family and country.

At this time, collecting protection fees from wounded soldiers is indeed unethical.

But there were instructions from above, so he didn’t care about being too righteous!

Can Dayi satisfy his hunger, or can he get a promotion?

When Kuai Dao Li led forty or fifty gangsters with machetes and sticks in their hands, they rushed into the wounded soldiers.

At that time, Xiao Lei and the invited doctors were operating on the seriously injured people, while the lightly injured people were cleaning their wounds and re-bandaging them with the help of the invited nurses.

Xiao Lei panicked when she saw a group of gangsters suddenly rushing in and starting to smash things.

Although she escaped with her life under the bombing of Japanese planes, she also sprinted through the hail of Japanese bullets.

But it wasn't her decision.

These gangsters came here to collect protection money for the first time, so of course they smashed some things first.

Expressing his strength, Kuai Dao Li stood up and asked, "Who is in charge here?"

As long as she doesn't take action, Xiao Lei still has the courage to stand up and say: "I am in charge!"

Seeing such a beautiful young lady standing up, Kuai Dao Li looked up and down.

After looking at it for a while, he said, "Don't you understand the rules?"

"What rules?"

“If you do anything on this street, you have to pay protection fees!

After paying the protection fee and having us protect you, you will be safe and no one will come to make trouble."

As a reporter in Shanghai, Xiao Lei is also aware of this situation.

Then he asked: "How much does it cost every month?"

Under normal circumstances, the daily protection fee for a refugee camp like hers is three to five yuan.

However, Kuai Dao Li's order was to leave these wounded soldiers with no place to stay.

Then he sneered: "Ten thousand yuan!"

When Xiao Lei said this number, she suspected that she heard it wrong.

He was stunned for a moment and asked: "How much did you say?"

"Twenty thousand yuan, if you ask more, it will increase by ten thousand yuan."

Now it wasn't just Xiao Lei who understood: "They are here to collect protection money, they obviously don't want them to live here."

Huang Jian saw this situation and knew that things could not be better.

He was originally the squad leader of the ninth company of the third battalion of the 583rd Regiment, and was promoted to platoon leader during the morning reorganization.

The platoon leader only served for half a day when he was injured during a charge and one arm was broken. Only then did he follow the wounded into the concession.

At this time he shouted: "Brothers! Fuck you guys!"

When they entered the concession, all their weapons were left behind, and all they could use at this time were wooden sticks and bamboo poles.

"I'm not afraid of fighting with the Japanese with bayonets, so why are I afraid of you gangsters?" Platoon Leader Huang sneered.

He really didn't take these gangsters seriously. He had seen Japanese incendiary bombs burning in the trenches in Baoshan County.

I also saw hundreds of corpses that fell on the city wall when the Japanese attacked Baoshan County.

These gangsters with big knives and axes in their hands really don't take it seriously.

Kuai Dao Li didn't take these wounded seriously, and said with a sneer: "In Shanghai, if it's a dragon, you have to curl up, and if it's a tiger, you have to lie down.

You country bumpkins don't know how high the sky is. You still want to take action? Are you afraid you don't want to hang out in Shanghai anymore?

Give me a beating! We can’t stop until we kill a few!"

Kuai Dao Li is really murderous.

Without the instructions above, he would not have come to collect the protection fee.

But with instructions from above, of course he must complete the task well. As for the interests of the family and the country, these are all discussed when there is no conflict of interest.

Platoon leader Huang also ordered: "Brothers! Don't hold back!"

Anyone who has been on the battlefield knows clearly: to leave a hand to the enemy is to kill yourself or your comrades.

There is no room for mercy on the battlefield. All mercy on the battlefield will only be a tragedy for one's own people!

There are more than 60 lightly wounded people who can move, and most of the more than 60 wounded people are members of the security group.

They weren't even close to fighting, but the fights were worthwhile. Back in my hometown, the security team maintained law and order and dealt with fights professionally.

Huang Jian can only use one hand, and he was the one who spoke just now.

Of course the knife in Kuai Dao Li's hand was heading straight for him.

Huang Jian had the same idea. He was holding a bamboo pole with a naturally pointed end.

This kind of bamboo pole is inserted into the ground and serves as a frame for holding vines for crops. When placed on the balcony, it serves as a clothes-drying pole.
Chapter completed!