"What's going on? Speak slowly and don't panic. You are my translator and you represent me. If you are so panicked, how can I lead my troops in the future?"
Looking at the flustered reporter Fang, Duan Wu admonished.
Reporter Fang was angry and funny, thinking: I'm not your soldier, what do you care about me? And I am a translator, can I replace you?
Reporter Fang took a few deep breaths and then said: "The little devil's Springfield Brigade will arrive at the prisoner of war camp within fifteen minutes..."
"What? The little devil is coming? Everyone, run!"
Duan Wu suddenly shouted in a panic, and even Xie Jinyuan almost believed it. Those prisoners of war, who were like frightened birds, were so frightened that they dropped the uneaten cans and ran away.
They didn't get used to the madman Dragon Boat Festival at all.
Duan Wu helplessly spread his hands and made a gesture of sticking out his tongue.
When Xie Jinyuan saw this, he completely understood why the group leader suddenly shouted like that.
Prisoners of war are all frightened birds, some can use it, and some cannot.
What can't be used is useless. If they pick up a gun again, they won't dare to fight the devils. And those who still have some spirit may be able to fight against the devils when they come.
So the man in front of him seemed to be playing a prank. In fact, it is using the most effective way to separate the soldiers who can fight from the soldiers who cannot fight.
Otherwise, if hundreds of people stand in front of you, do you know who is still bloody and who has been reduced to waste?
So Xie Jinyuan didn't care and just let those prisoners of war escape! A spineless person will die wherever he dies. They could save them once, but not the second time.
Of course, he didn't run away, so Zhao Beishan brought a veteran in his fifties. The veterans wore different military uniforms than many others. They were white. Although they were a bit dirty, they still looked eye-catching at night.
Zhao Beishan introduced: "Regiment leader, this veteran is from the First Fleet. The battleship he was on was sunk and he was captured together with more than fifty sailors.
He said: In a shipyard near Zhangjiawan, the Japanese were repairing a cruiser. They helped repair it for seven or eight days. When the warship was almost repaired, the Japanese sent them to a prisoner-of-war camp. They had been in the prison camp for two days. "
"Uncle, come and sit, come and sit. ...Who is that, Lao Fang, go and move a chair?"
There was really no one to arrest during the Dragon Boat Festival, so I asked reporter Fang to move the chairs.
Reporter Fang, you are so angry. He thought to himself: You are a Monkey, and you can fall out faster than you can read a book. Just now I was calling people stupid, now I'm calling them uncle.
"Sir, you can't do it. You can't do it, sir. How can you call me uncle? Just call me Lao Wang."
The old soldier waved his hands repeatedly. He had been scolded at the Dragon Boat Festival just now to the point of being ashamed!
Reporter Fang found an opportunity and took the opportunity to say: "Old sir, just accept it happily. When this captain uses you, everyone will be called uncle."
"Go away and move the chairs quickly."
Duan Wu cursed, and Reporter Fang left speechlessly.
At this time, Lao Wang truthfully told the Dragon Boat Festival everything he knew about the situation.
Duanwu's eyes lit up. A Japanese cruiser was being repaired in the dock near Zhangjiawan. Lao Wang said that it should be the Izumo that was damaged by the First Fleet.
"Izumo, Izumo! Stop talking, let me think, let me think by myself."
When Duanwu heard the name of this ship, he felt that it sounded familiar. He turned around three times and suddenly seemed to have a sudden realization.
Xie Jinyuan said: "Tuanzuo? Have you thought of it?"
Duan Wu pretended to be mysterious and said: "Don't say it, don't say it. If you say it, it will be against the rules. Map, map."
Dragon Boat Festival called for a map, and Zhao Beishan quickly threw the map on the ground.
Soon Duanwu found their location, and then went east along the line.
At this time, Lao Wang quickly nodded and said: "Here, I remember there are a lot of Japs, they seem to be from the Japs Marine Corps."
"The Marine Corps, a third-rate force, not worth mentioning."
Dragon Boat Festival doesn't care. However, at this time, Reporter Fang came back, and while handing the stool to Lao Wang, he asked: "Do you still remember the unit number?"
Lao Wang shook his head and said: "Not sure, we just passed by there, and we can't understand what the little devil said, right?"
Duanwu said: "Lao Fang? Why do you ask?"
Reporter Fang said: "Regiment leader, you have forgotten that as I mentioned to you before, in addition to the Japanese Nanchuan Brigade, a reorganized regiment of the Japanese Marine Corps has also headed to Sihang Warehouse."
"grass!"
When Duanwu heard this, he stood up directly.
Everyone stood up, but Duanwu squatted down again.
Everyone was helpless, this group was like this, they always did things unexpectedly.
"Lao Xie, bring me someone to guard here.
You have six heavy machine guns, two cloth tearers, and more than 60 light machine guns. The total number of automatic weapons adds up to more than 200. There are also mortars and grenade launchers. Damn it, I have some leftover ammunition. I can hold on here for more than two hours.
Maybe in less than two hours, I can capture the Izumo.
When the time comes, you will see my signal and I will fire the cannon, and you will lead my men and run away. We don’t even need heavy weapons. We can run as fast as we can. Do you understand? "
Duanwu knocked on the map and said to Xie Jinyuan.
Xie Jinyuan said nothing and promised to complete the task.
Duanwu shouted again: "Old Fang!"
"Here we are, stop shouting." Reporter Fang said helplessly.
"Good, within five steps."
Duanwu praised, and then shouted: "Old Zhao, Old Zhao?"
Zhao Beishan replied: "It's behind you!"
"Go, call your guard platoon, let's go grab the warship."
Duanwu signaled, but at this time Zhao Beishan was speechless. His guard platoon was said to be a guard platoon, but there were not even twenty people in it.
Zhao Beishan pointed to his nose and said: "Regiment seat, my guard platoon, including me, only has twenty people."
Duan Wu glared and said angrily: "We are going to grab a cruiser, not an aircraft carrier. What do we need so many people for?"
"Okay, okay, I'll go."
Zhao Beishan left helplessly, but before leaving, he turned back and said: "Commander, don't blame me for not warning you, our firepower is fierce. But Lao Xie's manpower is too small, and he can still resist a large group of Japs. , if the Japs’ Nanchuan Brigade and Marine Corps also come back, Lao Xie won’t be able to withstand it at all.”
"Isn't there someone else?"
Dragon Boat Festival is talking about those prisoners of war.
Zhao Beishan pointed and said, "Look how many people are left?"
Duanwu looked back and saw that he was indeed halfway through the run.
"Isn't that half of it? That's enough."
Duan Wu smiled evilly, who knows what he had in mind.
At this time, Xie Jinyuan said: "Although these people have not run away, most of them are still wavering. With them, it is better not to have them."
Duanwu thought for a while and said: "Give me twenty seconds, I will let them live as your people and die as your ghosts!..."
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I would also like to thank my friends who recommend, pass monthly, and subscribe. Your support is really good. There is no way to repay me with books, I can only continue to write well.
Also, to complain, an author friend also said to the book: Why are your ratings so high? The great masters of the same period are not as good as you. Have you given up?
I thought to myself, brush the hair. I only have a collection of more than 3,000 in total. Do you have the money to buy it? If you have money, you won’t write books. Encountered a psychopath.
In fact, to put it bluntly, it’s very simple. There are more than three thousand collections in total, and the readers are all brothers. If you vote for a perfect score, the score will go up. There are tens of thousands of favorites on the shelves of other celebrities, and various recommendations come in turns. It is normal for the ratings to be low. If you don’t believe it, push Shuyi’s book up, what about Sanjiang, home page push, big cover push, client banner, etc. Give Shuyi a once over and go down to rate Shuyi.
Books never argue about this, just write your own books well. If you are really dissatisfied, just tell the editor, and let the book be recommended in various ways. Once the ratings are down, you will feel balanced. River crab! River crab!
