Strangely enough, the Baga Navy did not choose to continue the attack, and half a month passed like this.
The people around him also became familiar with Xiao Baga, and more than 3,000 Japanese soldiers also participated in the land reclamation and were responsible for breeding.
The exchanges between the little Baga and the common people have become more and more frequent, and they are also used to exchanging what they have with the common people.
New Year's Eve is coming soon, and the people have come up with some supplies.
"This part of our supplies is for the Eighth Route Army, and this small part is for those little devils. The fish they get are given to us at the lowest price. It is almost the Chinese New Year, and we cannot let them go hungry."
Lin Feng looked at the supplies. There was a small amount of white flour, some cornmeal, millet and fatty pork.
The little Baga were already very greedy. After being held captive for a month, all they ate was seafood. If they could switch to other kinds of meat, it would be even more beautiful than the Chinese New Year.
"We'll trade seafood with you."
Xiao Baga turned around to move the seafood, but was stopped by Lin Feng.
"We people in the Dragon Kingdom are not so stingy. We treat our friends with good wine, and when our enemies come we have shotguns. This is what the people want. You move back to celebrate the New Year, do you understand?"
Xiao Baga was so moved that she burst into tears. She bowed and carried the things back and divided them with the other Japanese.
"These bastards are quite honest. They are celebrating the Chinese New Year. Let's get them something to eat. Didn't we kill a lot of pork? Let's share some of it with them. A table of ten people should have a bowl of pork."
The Eighth Route Army base also shipped chicken and mutton, and some were given to the little Baga.
On the New Year's Day, Lin Feng asked the Eighth Route Army soldiers to teach the little devils to write Spring Festival couplets and post them at the entrance of the prisoner of war camp.
They also brought firecrackers, and Xiao Baga, who knew how to cook, made rice cakes with the Eighth Route Army soldiers and steamed a lot of meat to prepare for the New Year.
The tolerance and generosity of Lin Feng and the Eighth Route Army made these little Baga have no intention of continuing to fight.
They also yearn for peace a little bit...
In the afternoon, Lin Feng asked each team to put on a show.
Yingzi came after hearing the news and gave everyone a dance.
Then there are opera singers and ditty singers appearing one after another.
The atmosphere during the Chinese New Year was really lively, with everyone eating melon seeds and watching the show.
"Next is a performance by the prisoners of war, a red heart dedicated to the party!"
Everyone was stunned for a while, and Lin Feng said to himself, "Don't look at me. I don't know about this either. Let me be shocked first, and then you."
I saw the little bastards with red paper tied to their bodies. After all, where can I afford this red silk?
I borrowed a snare drum from a fellow villager's house and started to express my thoughts with my body in accordance with the rhythm.
There were eight little Baga in total, but as the performance continued, other little Baga began to gather together.
Lin Feng was not worried about them rioting. These guys had no intention of fighting for a long time.
When it was almost over, the little bagas worked in pairs and crossed each other with sickles and hammer-style tools made of wood.
"We are guilty, but we are willing to atone for our sins, thank the party for giving us rebirth, and refuse war, starting with me!"
The anti-war wave cannot subside for a long time, and the little Baga people are unwilling to fight anymore!
Li Yunlong and others nodded, this ideological education is quite good.
For the New Year's Eve dinner, Li Yunlong specially asked someone to bring some local wine, which was made with a small amount of grain and a large amount of wheat bran.
The drink was very spicy, and the prisoners also got some to drink and talk together.
If there was no war, everyone would be happier.
The prisoners of war toasted with everyone, and some even danced folk dances. After a while, they drank too much and fell to the ground and fell asleep.
The night of New Year's Eve is calm and warm, and the smoke of gunfire has temporarily retreated...
The next morning everyone ate dumplings together, and the lively atmosphere attracted the people nearby.
At about ten o'clock at noon, Xiao Baga's navy finally launched. It seemed that this time they were fully prepared for war.
"Get ready, you want to fight us to the end!"
Lin Feng looked at the battle plan, the drone was still detecting intelligence, and several prisoner of war representatives were standing at the door.
"Did you not drink enough wine or eat enough meat? Why are you still here?"
Zhang Dabiao teased and poured water for several people.
"No, we don't want to fight anymore, and we are willing to help you persuade the navy to surrender."
Lin Feng had a look of shock on his face. He didn't expect that his ideological education was so successful that he even made these little bastards want to refuse war.
"I advise you not to do this, because your commander does not want to stop the war, and the temptation of this bonus is too great."
"We can't fight anymore. My friends and brothers all died in the war. We have similar habits to the Dragon Kingdom. We are a family. We can't be blinded by war!"
Xiao Baga knelt on the ground, hoping that Lin Feng would give him this chance to persuade him to surrender.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Yoshizawa Hide."
Half an hour later, Yoshizawa Hide and six comrades set off towards the coastline. Lin Feng sat in the co-pilot and explained.
"If they are unwilling to cease the war, do not provoke them, otherwise, our own people will not be lenient if they shoot you."
"This is a signal gun. Something is wrong. Send a signal immediately and we will find a way to respond to you."
Lin Feng was fully prepared. Although these little Baga have done all kinds of evil, they are now willing to contribute to the resistance war, which is worthy of encouragement.
Qitou Xiaobaga boarded the ship, preparing to persuade his comrades to surrender.
Lin Feng always felt that this matter was too mysterious. Those bastards went crazy and even killed their own people.
How could it be possible to be persuaded to surrender?
But Yoshizawa and the others were really serious about persuading them to surrender, and they were determined that there was nothing they could do to stop them.
"I wish you success!"
"Order our troops to prepare, the air force to prepare for response, and order Bai Zhixiong to prepare for a surprise attack."
Yoshizawa quickly boarded the warship and met the commander.
"Baga, why do you want to be prisoners? Didn't you give His Majesty the Emperor pieces of jade?"
Yoshizawa stood up straight, no longer bowing down to his superior like before.
Because the Eighth Route Army has never had the habit of being so groveling, they naturally learned it after staying there for a long time.
"We are supposed to be a family. How can we attack our families with a butcher's knife? Commander, don't fight anymore. Your son died on the battlefield."
Commander Ushijima, Colonel, gritted his teeth.
"If you didn't talk about this, I wouldn't be so angry that I would drag them out and shoot them all!"
Yoshizawa Hide also wanted to persuade him, but the bridge of his nose was broken by a gun butt, so he was dragged out and hung high.
"The situation is not right, Bai Zhixiong will attack immediately!"
At the same time as the order was issued, Yoshizawa was stabbed through the body by Xiao Baga.
Blood fell on the deck and flowed into the sea.
"Although I have little blood, I can illuminate the ocean red. Surrender, Colonel!"
