Lin Feng ordered that the logistics of these people be guaranteed at all costs.
These people did not come to watch the fun. They walked hundreds or thousands of kilometers to pay homage to the deceased.
These people must be treated with courtesy.
There are no idle people from top to bottom in the Eighth Route Army. One part is responsible for expanding the square, and the other part is responsible for ensuring logistics. Everyone is busy, unloading fresh meat, eggs and vegetables from the trains and transport planes sent from the base.
Lin Feng set the time at nine o'clock in the morning one day later.
There were even some beggars who came, but they were not looking for food or drink and looked at the Eighth Route Army with some embarrassment.
"We once begged in that city, but we didn't expect that those people would be in trouble. We have nothing but the wild flowers we picked on the road, okay?"
Lin Feng came in person after learning about the incident.
"This is your condolences to the dead. There is no question of whether you can do it or not. It's all your intention. Please come in."
More than 100,000 people gathered in this square. Maybe God also felt that these 300,000 people died unjustly. It rained all night.
The built square was very muddy, so nearby trees could only be processed into wood chips and sprinkled on the road to reduce the mud.
Near nine o'clock, Lin Feng asked people to lift the white cloth. Many people couldn't help crying when they saw the carving for the first time.
This sculpture conveys the collapse of death, a boundless despair with no end in sight.
Some people who narrowly escaped death in that city clung to their clothes and had difficulty breathing when they saw the carvings. Fortunately, Lin Feng asked the field hospital to prepare stretchers in advance.
More and more people are experiencing excessive grief.
"My name is Lin Feng, and I am the leader of the Dragon Kingdom's special operations team. I used to think that I was a waste waiting to die, but I never thought that one day I would carry the national destiny of the Dragon Kingdom."
"I have a deep hatred for the Japanese. Especially after I joined the Anti-Japanese War, I saw too many evils committed by the little Japanese! They committed murder, arson, and all kinds of evil. They even used the blood of people from the Dragon Kingdom to make vaccines."
"I never thought that little devils could do something worse than a beast. But everything they do refreshes our understanding and lower limits of human behavior."
"We have been at war for so long and have seen too much tragedy, but what we cannot forget is the massacre of 300,000 people. Their knives did not stop for a moment, and the blood could float along the river into the sea!"
"We will not accept any surrender, we must fight to the bitter end!"
The surrounding students shouted slogans, as if their voices were hoarse, unable to vent their anger.
Lin Feng could only keep everyone calm.
"I brought the emperor and empress of the little devils who started the war today. They are willing to atone for their sins, but they must kneel down and let these undead souls forgive them!"
"Don't forgive, don't forgive..."
The roaring masses did not forgive any of the Japanese.
The emperor and his wife were trembling, but they still stood at the end of the road. It took only a minute to walk there, only 200 meters away.
But with the hatred of so many people, walking over was like being shot through by thousands of arrows.
The two of them made no move for a long time, but someone immediately shouted.
"They must be killed to avenge the dead, none of whom are repentant now."
This sound was like a spark exploding in a prairie fire. Lin Feng quickly stopped it, and then saw more than 3,000 prisoners of war taking off their shirts.
They knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the statue step by step.
The emperor and his wife also understood that the anger of this group of people was not directed at themselves, but at all the Japanese who had participated in evil deeds.
The two of them knelt down, and the queen took out the cheater's things wrapped around her knees and threw them away.
After kowtowing step by step, he came to the sculpture and looked up blankly.
"sorry."
Lin Feng couldn't hold back his tears. After working hard for so long, he finally made these bastards bow their heads and admit their mistakes and admit the massacre.
A weak country has no diplomacy. If he and the Eighth Route Army had not sacrificed their lives, how could the little devil have been able to survive today?
This mountain-like pressure suddenly moved away, and Lin Feng wiped away his tears.
Media reporters from various countries had long been prepared to take pictures of this scene, which made it onto the headlines of major magazines and newspapers.
The bastards acknowledged the massacre and knelt down to apologize to the deceased.
At this moment, the rain suddenly started to fall heavily. The Eighth Route Army marched in neat steps and placed the wreaths in their hands around the sculpture.
Hope the deceased can rest in peace.
Until the emperor and his wife kowtowed until their heads were covered with blood, the rain suddenly stopped, and then a gust of wind blew down the wreaths and dispersed the dark clouds.
Maybe this is the forgiveness of the dead...
Lin Feng asked people to strengthen the square so that everyone would remember it forever.
When it was over, the emperor and his wife were carried down.
After dinner, people from all walks of life who came to pay their respects left by train under Lin Feng's arrangement.
Since Lin Feng was far away, he designated a plane to send him back.
To this end, Lin Feng specially mobilized transport aircraft and requisitioned a large number of train routes.
That night, the emperor and his wife apologized everywhere in the barracks. They knocked on the door of the dormitory and knelt down to apologize.
Everyone knew that this was of no use and that the dead could not be brought back to life, but no one laughed and just watched coldly.
Things seemed to be blown by the wind and disappeared after a while.
Lin Feng sent the emperor and his wife back two days later. The little devils on the Yangtze River defense line stayed where they were.
These bastards still wanted to fight because they had weapons in their hands, but Lin Feng's fighting power was too strong for them to deal with.
Then you can only look for opportunities to bully the bald man.
Regarding this situation, Lin Feng didn't bother to care. As long as they didn't attack the common people, he could condone it.
But the Emperor and his wife have a problem. Sooner or later, they have to call Lin Feng to say hello. If you don't answer, I will keep calling, which is unbearable.
Moreover, this kid would give himself reports from time to time, saying that his troops were preparing for war and were actively going to war against the beautiful country.
Lin Feng didn't care, after all, this was just a dog-eat-dog thing designed by himself.
After not opening the system for a long time, Lin Feng finally had time to open it that night. Only later did he find that the national fortune had reached level eight.
"I just said that hard work should not be in vain. Let me look at the national destiny of this beautiful country."
Lin Feng was shocked when he saw it.
"Holy shit, it's over 200 levels! No wonder he has time to bully Dragon Kingdom. Who can stand this?"
In this case, the eldest nephew must speed up preparations for war and drag down the national destiny of the beautiful country...
Let your bastards block the Dragon Kingdom’s technology, grandma’s bastards!
I will block you later!
Unknowingly, Lin Feng fell asleep in a daze, always feeling like someone was saying thank you to him in his ear.
But when I opened my eyes, no one around me closed their eyes, and there was just a mountain-like shout of thanks.
"Dangdang..."
