"Brothers, today is the first day we know each other, and we haven't introduced ourselves properly before.
My name is Duan Wu, and I am the commander of the Third Military Police Brigade of the Nanjing Garrison, under the jurisdiction of the independent regiment.
And you are now soldiers of the Third Gendarmerie Brigade of the Nanjing Garrison, under the jurisdiction of the Fourth Battalion of the Independent Regiment.
You are direct descendants from now on.
And what is a direct descendant? The direct line means that you use the best equipment, you eat the best food, and you get bonuses for fighting Japanese enemies.
Some of you may ask, how much is the bonus? Is it an ocean or two?
I'll scare you to death if I tell you. If you defend Shama Store until dark, everyone will be rewarded with forty yuan!
These oceans can be regarded as my Dragon Boat Festival gift to everyone, and they can also be regarded as settlement expenses for your family, so that you will never have to worry about killing the Japanese! "
"Okay! Okay! Okay!..."
The bandits were instantly ignited when they ascended the Dragon Boat Festival, because only money can drive them. At this time, not even their leader could shake their determination to fight the Japanese to the death. Bayi Chinese website
Because what do they do when they become bandits? It’s all about money.
And the Dragon Boat Festival directly hit them with a piece of gold. They have been bandits for so many years, and they have probably never seen 40 pieces of ocean.
Duanwu smiled with satisfaction, because he only spent 10,000 yuan to turn a group of sheep into jackals, tigers and leopards.
The troops were divided into two groups, one led by Mazhenshan, Shark Tongtian, Pang Hu and Gu Qiu to guard the north gate. The other group was led by Duanwu, Ma Zhongyan, Hong Wuyan, and Lao Abacus to guard the south gate.
Sun Erniang, Fatty Liu and others served as the final reserves.
Of course, they were not idle at this time. They were collecting weapons and ammunition from the Japanese everywhere.
When the Japanese escaped, they couldn't even take care of people, let alone weapons and ammunition.
It’s just that these weapons and ammunition are scattered everywhere and need people to collect them.
So Sun Erniang and others were collecting weapons and ammunition to prepare for emergencies.
At the same time, the little devil was naturally not idle either.
Old Japanese Fujiyama was very lucky, and his guard captain fought hard to snatch him out. Although there was less than a small team left with him in the end, at least Fujiyama was not dead.
Moreover, the Hemo Brigade of the 114th Division, which came to support, had an accompanying military doctor. This old devil was fairly well-informed and had seen symptoms of lethargy. He took a mouthful of cold water and sprayed it, and Tengshan woke up.
Fujiyama was surprised when he woke up. He remembered that he was eating in his guest room, so why did he wake up in the wilderness? Moreover, except for his guard captain, he didn't know anyone else around him.
But at this time, the captain of the guard said with tears of joy: "Your Excellency, you finally woke up."
"I, what happened to me? Where are I?"
Fujiyama was very surprised, but at this time, the guard captain said what was going on, and Fujiyama's face instantly turned green.
There were more than 800 people in a group, but not even one-tenth of them could escape from Shama Shop. The entire Fujiyama brigade was finished.
Fujiyama Jaap wanted to cry without tears, because it was obvious that what awaited him would be a trial by a military court.
"Baga, the hateful Chinese actually poisoned us. I want to kill them all."
Fujiyama Japanese stood up and roared like crazy at Shama Shop.
"Fujiyama-kun, calm down. Our enemies are hiding in the city. If we want to enter the city, we must have heavy troops."
At this moment it was Captain Hemo of the 114th Division.
The Japanese 114th Division, one of them, has been advancing north and west since landing in Shanghai. At this time, they should consolidate their defense lines in Henan.
But in order to deal with the Dragon Boat Festival, Matsui Iwane dispatched two squadrons of them to support.
And Captain Hemo also wanted to see who the Dragon Boat Festival was that was causing headaches to the empire.
Originally, he thought he would only see Duanwu's body when he arrived at Shamadian. After all, the telegram clearly stated that China's special forces only had eighteen people, while Shamadian's imperial army had a large group.
There is a huge disparity in the strength of the troops. Even if the Chinese special forces have three heads and six arms, they will definitely not be able to match the Fujiyama brigade.
But who could have imagined that in just one night, Tengshan's entire brigade was almost wiped out, and even Tengshan could only be snatched out by his own men in embarrassment.
At this time, Captain Hemo could only say that the Dragon Boat Festival was really just like the legend, a very difficult opponent.
So when faced with the Dragon Boat Festival, which was in a good location, he didn't want to attack blindly. After all, he only led two squadrons of people.
He even thought that when he came to the city, the Chinese would escape from the city, which would be much easier.
It's just that the Dragon Boat Festival is not as stupid as he thought. To come out of the city at this time is to seek death. A large group of Japanese soldiers will besiege the city from left to right. No matter which gate you go out from, you will be a target for the Japanese.
So I won’t go out during the Dragon Boat Festival until it gets dark.
And Captain Hemo didn't want to take risks. With their current strength in attacking the city, they would definitely lose a lot of money.
Because according to common sense, if you want to siege a city, you need at least three times the enemy's strength to have a chance of winning. Otherwise, even if the siege succeeds, the little devils will suffer heavy losses.
This is common sense, and Captain Hemo doesn't want to make such a stupid mistake.
He discussed this matter with Captain Kira before, and Captain Kira thought the same way.
Because who would have thought that a win-win battle would turn out like this. Grandma, there were only eighteen people on the other side, and a large group of the imperial army was defeated, and it was a miserable defeat.
So as frontline commanders, neither of them wanted to take risks.
But Fujiyama didn't think so. Fujiyama's brigade was finished. It would be a light punishment for him to go back and bear a punishment. He would most likely be sent to a military court.
If he was unlucky enough, he would commit seppuku to express his gratitude to the emperor.
So he wanted to make a final struggle, that is, to rush into the city and kill everyone in Duanwu. In this way, his crime will be reduced, and he will even be praised.
Of course, he was not familiar with Captain Wamo. And he only just found out the identity of Captain Kazuma.
He said to Captain Wama: "Wama-kun, if you can convince Kira-kun that we attack the city together, then I will give you a golden Buddha."
"Golden Buddha?"
Hemo was tempted, but it was unrealistic for him to think about it. Where could there be a golden Buddha in a place like this? Fujiyama must be lying to himself.
He waved his hand and said: "It's useless for you to give me the Golden Buddha now. I just took a look and there are at least dozens of Chinese guarding the city wall. And I believe that this will definitely not be their entire force.
The Chinese usually leave reserves when fighting. Sometimes they will deceive us and lure us up with very few troops, and then suddenly use several times more troops to overwhelmingly annihilate our attacking troops.
I suffered such losses during my battle with the Eighth Route Army. Therefore, it is a very unwise choice for us to attack the city now. Do you agree? Fujiyama-kun? "
But at this time, Fujiyama had already seen that there was something wrong with Kazuma's words. He wanted the Golden Buddha, but was afraid that he didn't have it and would deceive him.
So Old Devil Fujiyama said with a sly smile: "Hahaha, I got this golden Buddha from the Northeast, and it's in my camp. My guard captain knows about this, it weighs two kilograms I think this golden Buddha is enough for me and Mojun to return to their hometown in Japan to retire, right?..."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
