After the chanting in unison, the people surrounding the Dragon Boat Festival dispersed together, and the people also receded like the tide, as if what happened just now had never happened.
But did it really not happen?
No, in each of their hearts, they can no longer suppress their restless hearts, they are ready to move.
However, why did they disperse suddenly? Because the people surrounding the Dragon Boat Festival dispersed. And among these people, there were countless people like Shangguan Zhibiao and others.
They were all subordinates of the Dragon Boat Festival. They stayed here for various reasons and grew up here.
So at this time, even Duanwu didn't know how many troops he had in Shanghai. Even Shangguan Zhibiao didn't know either. Because every soldier who had fought in Sihang Warehouse was a kindling. There is already a prairie fire under their noses.
But at this time, Duanwu was still pulling people. He thought that the Demon King was good. This big guy had a body as hard as a piece of iron. Without weapons, Duanwu would not have the confidence to go against a humanoid monster like the Demon King.
He asked the Demon King Hunshi: "Which path do you belong to, brother?"
"Hehe, it's unreasonable."
At this moment, before the Demon King could answer, a sneer came, but it was Yang Laoqi who was talking.
Duanwu saw that this old man was a bit interesting. Duanwu estimated that he was almost seventy years old but he was hanging out with a group of gangsters.
Duanwu said: "Old man, how do you say this?"
Yang Laoqi smiled and said: "There was a way before, but when the Japanese came, the way disappeared."
Duanwu said: "In that case, why don't you join the army to fight the Japanese?"
At this time, Dragon Boat Festival was trying to see if this old gentleman was willing to participate.
Because it would be easier if there was only the Demon King. He is a bastard and has no brains. But on the contrary, the old man looked very shrewd. And it seemed that the Demon King was very obedient to him. So if he wanted to persuade the other party, he would have to drop some wine on Dragon Boat Festival. It takes effort.
He asked tentatively, and it turned out that the old man was a very cautious person and did not want to get involved.
Yang Laoqi said: "Regardless of how big he is, this Japanese gun will kill him with one shot. And to be honest, I regard him as my own son. A hundred years later, I still have to point him out." Waiting for him to die!"
The Demon King grinned and said, "What are you talking about? You keep talking about death even before you die."
Duanwu listened carefully and thought to himself: The relationship between these two people is good, just like father and son. If it were not for the war, Duanwu would not want this pair of people who are as affectionate as father and son to go to the battlefield again.
Duanwu said: "The love between the two is like father and son, which is really enviable to others. However, when the little devil comes, who of us can be alone?"
I was only 18 years old when I joined the army. There was no land to grow food in my hometown and there was a lot to eat, so there was no way I could be dragged into the army by my uncle.
It's good to be a soldier. You get money and food to eat. Originally, I thought that following my uncle in the security group would make me rich and wealthy, but I can still have food and clothing, right?"
When Duanwu said this, he looked at Yang Laoqi, who nodded. This Yang Laoqi was also a farmer and knew what life was like without land.
In other words, these words of the Dragon Boat Festival have resonated with Yang Laoqi.
But at this time, Duanwu suddenly changed his tone: "Old man, the Japanese are here. Our security team was ordered to come to Shanghai to collect the corpses. They said that too many people died in the Songhu area, and the corpses were piled up. We need to come. Please help.
We came here, but that was not the case at all. The regular troops withdrew. We encountered the Japanese, some of them were killed and scattered, and I took the other part and fled to Sihang Warehouse.
You and I are no different. Let me tell you the truth. We are from the security corps. What is loyalty to the emperor and patriotism? Have we learned it? There is only one principle in fighting a war. Don't die, and you can still get some benefits. This is what the team includes.
, including my thoughts at the time.
The Sihang Warehouse was originally a bank warehouse, and later the Eighty-Eighth Division used it as its headquarters.
There are weapons and weapons, cotton and cotton, and whatever you want. We in the security team love to be small, so we thought that there is no one here anymore. This thing can't be cheap, can it?
Otherwise, this person was so scared. Seeing the Japanese coming to kill everyone, everyone would die. But he couldn't bear to part with that little thing.
So we guarded the Sihang Warehouse, and later Xie Jinyuan from the 88th Division came to assist in the defense.
We can't give him this command right. I appointed myself a regiment leader. I suppressed him and thought: This will defeat the Japanese, take away the things, and go back to my hometown to live a better life."
"Isn't this nice?"
Yang Laoqi interrupted at this time.
Duanwu said: "It's good, but things are unpredictable!"
Speaking of this, Dragon Boat Festival seemed to fall into memories. Of course, these were all made for Yang Laoqi to see.
Yang Laoqi has already entered the game, so he will use some strong medicine next.
Duanwu sighed and said: "Oh, we thought very well. But once this battle started, it was not the same. Brothers died one after another, and it made people feel sad when they saw it. It hurts right here.
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Duanwu grabbed the clothes on his chest, where his heart was.
Yang Laoqi's eyes suddenly welled up, and he almost shed tears.
The Dragon Boat Festival suddenly touched him because he thought of his dead brother, the master of the Demon King.
Yang Laoqi turned his face to one side, he did not dare to look at the Dragon Boat Festival again, because he was afraid that if he looked at the Dragon Boat Festival again, his tears would fall.
I just didn't expect that at this moment, the devil incarnate suddenly shouted: "Kill the damn little devil, steal our Chinese people's things, and steal our land."
The demon king roared, and all the pedestrians around him looked over. Yang Laoqi quickly scolded him not to scream, do you want your life?
After reprimanding the Demon King, Yang Laoqi said apologetically: "I feel the same way, little brother. It's just that these people are selfish. There is only such a child beside me, and I can't let him go with you."
Duanwu smiled and said: "What are you talking about, old man? I said the same thing. And this competition is very dangerous. Maybe I am standing here chatting with you today, but maybe two days later, I will be dead on the street, hahaha!"
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Yang Laoqi looked at the Dragon Boat Festival. The child in front of him was still so young, but he had already lost sight of life and death. What was it that made him change so much? Was it because of the battle at Sihang Warehouse?
Indeed, the battle at Sihang Warehouse was so fierce that the bodies of the soldiers were lined up in rows behind the Sihang Warehouse.
But the ones who died more were the Japs, because from the south bank of the Suzhou River you could see the bodies of the Japs piled up like a hill.
Various types of weapons captured by the Japanese army were piled up under the garbage bridge to create a living bridge.
Thinking of this, Yang Laoqi sighed with emotion, the young man in front of him is indeed admirable!...