"Stop, stop."

At this time Wang Shusheng ran over from behind: "I can testify that Lin Yue was not a deserter. He saved me and the girl. The Southern Type 14 pistol and 92 saber in his waist were used to kill a Japanese second lieutenant and a fourth soldier.

It was captured by Japanese soldiers. If you don’t believe me, you can ask that girl.”

Everyone looked over as he was told, and the girl standing behind Lin Yue nodded: "He is right."

The whole team was in an uproar. One person killed five Japanese soldiers. For them, that was something they couldn't even imagine.

At this time, Duanwu's face appeared between Lao Tie and Yangguai. He stood on tiptoe and looked ahead, wondering who was so fierce that he killed half of the team by himself.

The expression of the private holding the gun changed. He dared to fight with the Japs. What's more, he saved the lives of his compatriots and killed several Japs with his backhand. He couldn't do such a thing.

The private put his gun down slowly. The two soldiers of the 524th Regiment next to him also looked scornful. Only the first-class soldier on the ground continued to lie: "If you don't obey orders and act alone, you are a deserter."

Lin Yue kicked him over without saying a word: "If you call me deserter again, you will be dead."

No one doubted his determination, because it was indeed a murderous look.

"What's going on?" The crowd parted, and a man with mousse on his head and a second lieutenant badge separated from the crowd and walked in.

Lin Yue was slightly surprised, Huh? Yang Deyu, why did he get into the machine gun company?

The first-class soldier pointed at Lin Yue and said: "Platoon leader, he...he...he doesn't obey orders and beats people."

The first-class soldier was stunned for a long time but did not dare to say the word "deserter".

Yang Deyu, commander of the 1st Battalion, 1st Company, 1st Platoon of the 524th Regiment, looked critically at Lin Yue, who was holding the 14th Southern Style and the 92 Saber on his waist. He then looked at the three soldiers next to him who did not dare to look him in the eye.

Feeling suspicious.

"That's it... a direct line unit of the Central Military Commission?" Yangguai curled his lips and continued walking forward.

Lin Yue ignored Yang Deyu and said to the female student, "There is a garbage bridge ahead. I will take you there." After that, he ignored the looks of the first-class soldier and others and helped her carry the suitcase to the east.

Duanwu hid behind Lao Abacus, looking at his back and thinking that he was too bold, wasn't he afraid that the second lieutenant platoon leader would shoot him to death?

Yang Deyu walked up to the private, asked a few words in a low voice, and looked at Lin Yue's back as he walked further and further away, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Why are you stopping? Keep walking."

As he shouted, the troops continued to advance.

Xiao Hubei accidentally bumped into Lao Tie, a soldier from the Northeast. He even said sorry and asked Yang Shusheng who returned to the team: "Did he really kill half of the Japanese squad by himself?"

Old Abacus, the accountant of the Zhejiang Security Group, looked back at the two of them and said as he walked: "Listen to his boast, are the Japanese so easy to kill?"

Yang Shusheng said: "If it weren't for him, I would have died at the hands of the Japanese. Can you lie to me about this?"

"The officer just let him go?" Xiao Hubei couldn't understand what Yang Deyu did.

Yang Shusheng said: "I think he will come back."

Old Abacus curled his lips: "Brother, I heard the people from the 524th Regiment said that this time we are carrying out a suicide mission. Will he come back? Only fools come back."

A soldier from the 524th Regiment said: "Soldiers are not allowed to enter the British Concession."

While several people were talking, the people in front stopped. Duanwu looked forward and saw three more people joining the team. He vaguely heard "new deserters caught" and "Hunan Security Group" and so on.

The Hunan Security Corps, the Zhejiang Security Corps, the Anhui Security Corps, the Hubei Security Corps, and security groups from all over the country came to reinforce Shanghai. As a result, they were defeated by the Japanese. One word is annoying, the other word is anger.

…

When Lin Yue led Han Yi to the Junk Bridge, many people had gathered outside the British Concession. The police from the concession patrol room were walking back and forth on the south bank of the Suzhou River. Several British soldiers with live ammunition stood behind the iron gate to maintain order.

The casino thug held a fruit knife in his hand and concentrated on peeling an apple, with the peel almost hanging to the ground.

People from the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau used loudspeakers to tell the people on the other side of the iron gate not to crowd, to stand in three lines, and that everyone was only allowed to bring small pieces of luggage into the concession.

"The concession is ahead. I will send you here. You can go there by yourself."

"Brother Lin, thank you. If it weren't for you... I really don't know what I would do."

"So many people flooded into the concession all at once. Even if the British stockpiled a lot of necessary supplies before the war broke out, it would be difficult to stabilize prices. Do you have any money?"

"Yes, my father kept some when he sent me to study. There is no place to spend money in the school, so I saved them all."

"Then please pay attention to your own safety in the British Concession."

"Brother Lin, don't worry, I have acquaintances in the British Concession."

"Do you have any acquaintances?"

"Well, Professor Zhang from Tamkang University lives in the concession. He is very nice. If I encounter any difficulties that cannot be solved, I can go to him."

Lin Yue thought. Professor Zhang from Tamkang University? Couldn't he be the professor played by Hou Yong who used a monocular to look at the Sihang Warehouse every day, and later donated his wife's jewelry?

Han Yi said: "Brother Lin, don't you go over?"

"I still have things to do, and soldiers can't cross the bridge."

After saying this, Lin Yue turned around to leave. The little girl grabbed his arm and said, "Brother Lin, wait a minute."

She opened her suitcase and pulled out an iron box from the inside: "I don't know how to repay you for saving my life. You can keep this box of biscuits for when you are hungry."

There were a lot of people, it was noisy, the lights were dim, and it was still raining, but the little girl's smile and the words "Lao Dachang" on the iron box had a special warmth.

Lin Yue did not ask for his biscuits, but reached into the box and took out a book: "You can keep the biscuits to eat in the British Concession, but this book... you might as well lend it to me for two days."

Han Yi looked at the book in his hand and was stunned for a moment: "Brother Lin, do you like Tagore's poems?"

Lin Yue smiled and nodded, holding the book under his arm: "Okay, let's go."

The little girl reluctantly walked to the iron gate.

Lin Yue waved to her, said "goodbye", turned around and walked towards the bridge. He happened to see a guy in military uniform picking up a child on the back seat of a bicycle and diving into the crowd. It seemed that it was the Dragon Boat Festival and Little Hubei.

uncle old gourd.

Speaking of which, this old guy is quite worthy of his death. He was just a deserter. He even kidnapped other people’s children. After that, he just walked to the concession gate and just threw it into the arms of an unknown person. He didn’t care about such a big concession.

There are so many people, so parents of children should be so anxious.

Lin Yue separated from the crowd and walked over, punching Lao Hulu with a punch that made him dizzy.

"I thought you..."

"What do you think I am? A deserter like you?"

Lin Yue pointed to the child in his arms and said, "Put it back."

"..."

"I asked you to put the child back."

"I know you are from the Hunan Security Group. Just do your best and pretend you don't see me."

Lin Yue didn't talk nonsense to him. He took out the Fourteenth Southern Style captured from the Japanese second lieutenant and pointed it at Lao Hulu's forehead: "I'll say it again, put the child back."

The old guy's mouth twitched a few times, and then he reluctantly walked back, found the man pushing the bicycle, and put the little boy on the back seat.

The child's father was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing. He said thank you directly to Lao Hulu. He thought it was the child who ran away naughty, so the two of them found him.

"Let's go." Lin Yue grabbed Lao Hulu's back collar and dragged him out.

"Please let me go, please let me go. I will remember your kindness all my life."

"You won't be able to survive even if I let you go. If a soldier enters the concession, and the Japanese find out about it, they will have an excuse to go in and arrest him. Then the compatriots who have taken refuge inside will be affected."

"Then I don't want to go back. If I go back, I will die. Just now a squad leader of the 524th Regiment said that we are deserters and we need to be punished on the spot."

Lin Yue knew that he was talking about the tough guy Zhu Shengzhong: "As long as you are honest, he won't kill you."

People were flowing towards the concession, and Lin Yue dragged Lao Hulu back, wearing a military uniform, which made him look very eye-catching.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, Yangguai and others were building fortifications outside Sihang Warehouse. They saw Lin Yue dragging the old gourd over the garbage bridge with different expressions.

"Hey, I'm really back." Old Abacus pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, wondering why there were still people rushing to Sihang Warehouse to die.

Yang Shusheng was very proud: "Let me tell you, no matter how you look at him, he is not the kind of person who would become a deserter."

The soldier of the 524th Regiment holding a gun next to him scolded: "Stop talking and work."

Old Abacus shrunk his neck and continued shoveling the soil with the shovel.
Chapter completed!