"You, where are you taking me? I am a prisoner of war and I deserve preferential treatment."
"Yes, I just want to treat you better and take you upstairs to have some fresh air."
Holding a knife in one hand and holding Kumano Lieutenant Colonel with the other, Danwu took the elevator to the roof of the Sihang Warehouse.
At this time, gunpowder smoke was still burning on the roof of Sihang Warehouse, and large amounts of blood of the soldiers remained near the gunpowder smoke.
Although the body has been properly placed, the hero's blood is still there.
Danwu was so angry that he carried Lieutenant Commander Kumano onto the concrete fence behind the Sihang Warehouse.
At this moment, countless eyes on the South Bank are paying attention here. Because just now, an extremely terrifying explosion shook the water in the entire Suzhou River, and the buildings on the South Bank continued to shake.
They knew that the Independent Group was fighting against the Japs. They had been worried that the Independent Group would not be able to withstand it.
But unexpectedly, at this moment, the heroic young officer with a sinister look appeared again, carrying a Japanese soldier covered in black and gray in his hand.
"Old devil, tell everyone here who you are?"
The Dragon Boat Festival roars, and the sound vibrates on both sides of the north and south.
The common people on the south bank raised their heads high in response to this roar, while the Japanese on the north bank all stopped in their tracks.
Lieutenant Commander Kumano was so frightened that he trembled, but then luck and arrogance took over again.
He roared arrogantly: "I am Lieutenant Colonel Fujino, Third Army Group, Sixty-eighth Regiment, First Battalion, Japanese Army. I came here to destroy you bunch of abominable China pigs, hahaha!"
The people on the south bank were extremely angry after hearing this. They raised their right hands and shouted: "Kill the little devil, kill the little devil!"
"Baga! A bunch of stupid Chinese pigs, do you know what the Geneva Convention on the Treatment of Prisoners of War is? You must treat me preferentially, give me good food and good housing. Hahaha, send me some more flower girls, haha.
Ha ha!......"
boom!
Just when Lieutenant Commander Kumano was feeling proud, Danwu kicked Lieutenant Commander Kumano in the crook of his leg, causing the old devil to kneel on the concrete platform.
Dragon Boat Festival raised the steel knife in his hand high.
Kumano Japs panicked and shouted: "I am a prisoner of war, and your Chinese government signed the Geneva Convention."
"I'm sorry, you Japan didn't sign it. The Geneva Conventions only apply to all declared wars or any other armed conflicts between two or more contracting states.
Idiot, but that's only for contracting states!
Today, I will take your head to pay homage to all the soldiers of our 88th Division Independent Regiment who died in battle!"
puff!
Dragon Boat Festival cut it off with a knife, and Xiong Ye's fearful expression flew away from his body in an instant along with the huge human head.
At this moment, the whole South Bank was boiling with excitement, and everyone was cheering excitedly. Some people even took off their shirts and ran among the crowd.
Some people were so excited that they smashed their fists on the steel fence, denting the steel pipe.
The British soldiers and patrolmen wanted to stop this madness at first. But then they discovered that a pair of cold eyes were watching them on the Sihang Warehouse.
"Those who offend China will suffer this fate!"
The roar of the Dragon Boat Festival came again. The originally excited crowd became even more excited.
Everyone is cheering:
"Kill all the little devils! Revenge the dead compatriots!"
"Kill them all!"
"Sir, I want to join the army! I want to join the army!"
"I want to join the army and kill the Japanese!"
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"Sister Rong, I have to leave."
Just as the people outside were cheering and roaring, a young man with long hair and a female boss who was counting money resigned.
The female boss was indifferent. She put the counted bills aside, lit a cigarette, and asked: "You will die when you reach the North Shore, and you will be a good man for eighteen years. This is a trick to deceive children. In troubled times, is it still possible?
Money is the most important thing.”
"That man is attractive. I don't know why. I want to die for him. There is another ten dollars in the drawer of my bedside table. Please send it to my home, Sister Rong."
After saying this, the young man smartly put on his suit and hat, opened the front door and walked out.
"You idiot! It's better not to come back if you die outside!"
Sister Rong cursed the young man behind his back, but her heart felt cramped for some unknown reason.
Although she seemed unconcerned about the battle in Sihang Warehouse, she was actually paying close attention to it.
But she kept telling herself that it was a war between soldiers and had nothing to do with her. She was just a small casino owner, earning some living expenses.
Let the soldiers do the war work. It is enough for you to just do your best.
But for some reason, she felt increasingly unable to convince herself.
At the same time, Boy Scout Yang Huimin started collecting donations on the street again. Professor Zhou snatched the gold necklace from his wife and threw it on the raised flag.
He Xiangning stood on the south bank of the Suzhou River and said the classic line: "All Chinese people are like this, how dare the Japanese pirates?"
Indeed, if all the people in the country were like this, how could the Japanese pirates dare to take a step beyond the thunder?
But for some reason, everything seemed to be on fire at this moment. It was all because of the appearance of that young man.
He stood at the highest point of the entire Sihang Warehouse, like a flag fluttering in the wind.
He shouted loudly about the rules of joining the army, and warned those who wanted to join the army that if they set foot on this land on the North Bank, they should not hold on to the hope of returning alive. The North Bank is hell and a cemetery of death.
But the words of the Dragon Boat Festival still cannot stop these people from joining the army to the death!
One, two, three,... ten, twenty, one hundred, two hundred, they were all ignited by the Dragon Boat Festival.
Their blood is burning, and in their hearts, they can no longer be just spectators. They are bound to fight the little devil to the end!
Duanwu slowly turned his head, and standing in front of him were Xie Jinyuan, Zhao Beishan, Sun Shiyu and other officers.
"The Japs are coming, and our battle will be harder, more tragic, and more desperate.
Both you and I may die!
So I now issue an order that if I die in battle, Xie Jinyuan will take my place.
If Xie Jinyuan is going to die in battle, then Zhao Beishan, Sun Shiyu, you, you, and you will take over the command and continue to fight!"
After Duanwu pointed at a dozen people in a row, he roared again: "Fight to the last person, and I would rather die than retreat!"
"I would rather die than retreat! I would rather die than retreat!..."
The roars of the Independent Regiment resounded throughout the sky, and each roar was enough to cut through the smoke in the sky, causing the light of the sun's corona to shine on the land of China again!
China's military spirit has been awakened, and China's national will has been awakened.
The Asian lion is roaring, and he is exposing his sharp fangs to the invaders who invade this land!...
ps: Yesterday, a brother sent me the original text asking for recommendation votes from other authors: I admire myself for not asking for recommendation votes at the back of the book for so many days. I gave you so many days of peace, can you return it to me?
The life of a highly recommended person?
Okay, I admit that this is the correct way to ask for recommendation votes. Brothers, please give me a life of recommendation!