Yu Xiaoqing's face was gloomy, and there was a trace of blood on his body, which was acquired when he shot the deserter.
"The defense of the river seems to be solid but weak. As a general who defends the city, he panics in the face of battle, causing his troops to collapse like a tide. Yu Shenqing, the leader of the main force, do you know your guilt?"
Yu Shenqing hunched over, with no trace of blood on his face: "Brother... I was wrong, I was wrong."
"I didn't ask you whether you were right or wrong, but whether you knew your guilt or not."
"I know my guilt, I know my guilt..."
Yu Shenqing was about to say something when Yu Xiaoqing pulled out the Browning pistol from her waist and pointed it at his temple.
Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang stared blankly, and Long Wenwen turned his face away, looking a little embarrassed.
Lin Yue smiled: "What? Master, are you going to kill your relatives for justice?"
Yu Xiaoqing said: "Military affairs are no child's play, and there are no distinctions between relatives and friends on the battlefield."
"What a righteous and upright general of the country." Lin Yue sneered: "If you shoot him, will you be able to shirk your responsibility?"
As he spoke, he pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at Yu Xiaoqing's head under everyone's stunned gaze.
Yu Xiaoqing's gun was pointed at Yu Shenqing's head, and his gun was pointed at Yu Xiaoqing's head.
The faces of Zhang Lixian, He Shuguang, Li Bing and others changed drastically, and they were about to raise their guns to warn Lin Yue, asking Ma, Bu La and others to use their guns to surround them first.
Long Wenwen squeezed his eyes and touched his face, looking like he didn't know what to do.
Yu Xiaoqing didn't move, just looked at Lin Yue sideways.
"Yu Shenqing has made Jiang's defense tight on the outside and loose on the inside. What about you, a division commander who is so resolute that you don't even have time to sit down? Why didn't you see Master Yu's weakness? A mere rumor can defeat the entire defense line. I'm here to represent Jun. Let me ask you, do you know you are guilty?"
What is Lin Yue's position? Supervised by Master Yu, Yu Xiaoqing almost lost Jiang Fang due to his improper command. For this matter, he really has the qualifications to hold him accountable.
Yu Xiaoqing pursed her lips, her face turning blue and white.
Asking him to admit his mistake to a young boy in his early twenties would be tantamount to killing him. But when things have developed to this point, can he say that he is not guilty? If Yu Shenqing's crime is that as a general, he was frightened before the battle, then as the coach, he was negligent.
"Long Wenwen." Lin Yue glared at Long Wenwen, who was shrinking behind Meng Fangli like a frustrated little daughter-in-law: "Come here and tell Master what his crime is."
Meng Fangliao, Bula and others made way for a passage.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, the sock darning man walked over slowly, looked at Lin Yue, and then at Yu Xiaoqing.
"The soldiers of Master Yu... are fierce and powerful, and Master Yu... is a hero today. But these people collapsed when they heard the rumors that Master Yu was martyred in battle. Now that Master Yu has shown his face, the morale of the army is determined, but Why doesn't the master show his face? It must be like a river of spring water. Master Yu's soldiers are like houses made of paper, and Chanda... there is a lot of rain."
Yu Xiaoqing listened, listened carefully.
Lin Yue kicked Long Wenwen: "Speak directly if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."
Vet Hao quickly walked over and helped him up.
"I...I really said it, he asked me to say it." Long Wenwen pointed at Lin Yue and said.
Yu Xiaoqing gritted her teeth and said, "Say!"
"Yu Division's soldiers are the soldiers of one person. They trust you, not their superiors."
At this moment, a man appeared from the corner of the trench.
"Master, Master, what are you doing?" Tang Ji walked over and took away the Browning pistol pointed at Yu Shenqing's head: "Isn't this position still lost? What's the use of killing him?"
After saying that, he motioned to Yu Zhi to take Yu Shenqing down. After that, he looked at Lin Yue and Long Wenwen with a smile and said, "I've heard that Captain Long and Supervisor Lin arrived at the right time. They can be said to be magic soldiers descended from heaven. A divine weapon."
Lin Yue glanced at him, put away the gun, and the tense atmosphere at the scene relaxed.
Tang Ji said: "I just went to look ahead. Some people said that a group of Japanese remnants fled downstream. That...oh, the place called Jiqi Slope, let me tell you...can we put aside the matter of investigating right and wrong? Let’s go, let’s deal with those little Japanese first.”
Yu Xiaoqing said: "Zhang Lixian."
"have."
"You bring the spy camp up."
"yes."
"Don't come to see me until all the Japanese on the beach are killed."
Zhang Lixian glanced at Long Wenwen: "Master, don't worry, I promise to complete the task."
Everyone could tell that Yu Xiaoqing wanted to save face with Lin Yue.
This little lieutenant who used to act like a coward in front of him now gave him the illusion that he needed to look at him head-on.
He doesn't believe in evil, and he can't swallow this breath.
Tang Ji patted Long Wenwen's shoulder, then Lin Yue's shoulder, and walked up to Ayi: "Major Lin, can you take me to express my condolences to the brothers of the Sichuan Army?"
"Okay, okay." Ayi quickly led the way: "Assistant Master Tang, please come this way."
…
From noon to evening, the disgraced Zhang Lixian returned to the frontline command post with the deputy battalion commander.
Lin Yue was sitting in the back, drinking tea. Next to him was Long Wenwen, who was neither standing nor sitting, nor looking bitter and resentful.
Yu Xiaoqing kept standing, standing like a flag.
"How about it?"
Zhang Lixian did not dare to look at him: "Master, according to your order, the special agent battalion launched a fierce attack on the Japanese troops hiding under Jiqi Slope, and the tidal flats have been cleared. But...but..."
"But what?"
"Master, about eight or nine Japanese soldiers fled into the jungle on the Jiqipo side."
"You...damn it!"
What does Yu Xiaoqing want? What he wanted was to completely annihilate the Japanese troops under the flag slope. Not teaching his martial arts would become a joke in front of Lin Yue, but now... the secret service battalion he was so proud of actually let go nearly a small group of Japanese soldiers. This is simply Slapping him in the face.
Zhang Lixian just lowered his head and remained silent.
At this time, Lin Yue put down his tea cup: "Battle Commander Zhang, how many Japanese troops are there at the flag sacrifice slope?"
Zhang Lixian glanced at him and didn't answer.
"A brigade? Or a squadron?"
Yu Xiaoqing said bitterly: "Director Lin is asking you something, tell me!"
"About a small team, sixty or seventy people."
"Then how many people are there in your secret service camp?"
"Six hundred and fifty people."
"Use a battalion of 650 men to fight dozens of homeless dogs, and also allow the enemy to break through part of the encirclement?"
Zhang Lixian looked at Yu Xiaoqing and said: "Master's seat, there is a concave corner under the flag memorial slope. Japanese soldiers huddled in it. Our artillery could not harm them. The Japanese army on the other side could not only provide artillery support for the defeated troops, but also shoot across the river. Strike force."
Lin Yue did not give Yu Xiaoqing a chance to speak: "How are the casualties in the secret service camp?"
Zhang Lixian took a deep breath: "One hundred and fifty people died and more than sixty were injured."
What kind of equipment does the special agent battalion have? It is a piece of American equipment. It can be said that it is the most powerful unit in the division. What is the result? It took more than 200 casualties to clear the beach occupied by the Japanese squad, but the invading Japanese troops were not completely wiped out.
Yu Xiaoqing grabbed Zhang Lixian's collar and looked at him, staring at him with eyes that could spit out fire.
Why did he let the secret service battalion clean up the mess? To regain the face he had lost in front of Lin Yue.
The results of it? It was a shame to be thrown into grandma’s house.
"Well, actually, I don't blame Zhang Lixian. I used to do that place..." At this time, the voices of Long Wenwen and Meng Fanglia came from the corner, whispering to each other.
Yu Xiaoqing turned around suddenly: "What are you two muttering over there?"
Lin Yuechong said to Long Wen Zhang: "Don't look at me, Master is asking you something."
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