With a 'bang~' sound, Hu Biao put down the microphone in his hand, thus ending the conversation with the person opposite who claimed to be the manager of the 'Tianyin' radio station.
To be honest! Hu Biao is not sure about many things.
He wasn't sure if the situation here and the way he tried to pretend to be a grandson, sensationalize, and act rude to ask for help were broadcast by a radio station that he had never heard of before.
When will the expected reinforcements arrive, and will they finally arrive?
The problem is that the above is all he can do now.
At the same time, Hu Biao also realized something deeply; if the people in the superior department could hear their request for help through the radio station, then the Japanese side could do the same.
Although in the request for help, he consciously kept some confidentiality and did not reveal more details about the position.
But in order to be miserable, or to gain more sympathy.
This guy deliberately made it look like the situation on the ground was as if if no reinforcements arrived within a short period of time, the supplementary battalion would be on the street and the whole army would be completely destroyed.
In this way, there is a strong possibility that the reinforcements sent by the commander's department have not arrived yet, but the Japanese's strong attack will arrive faster, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to take a big advantage.
So in response to such a crisis, Hu Biao waved and Yang Dongli, Xu Feng, AT and other veterans gathered together.
In addition, Sinner, Qingshan, and Fat Paper performed well. They plan to develop new members into the team as much as possible next time, and they were also invited to attend the meeting.
Among them, Qingshan and Pangzhi came over to participate in such a meeting.
The main purpose of such a meeting is to gather everyone's intelligence to come up with a good solution, a solution that can hold the position at least until reinforcements arrive.
After the meeting started, because of the bad mood in everyone's hearts, some unpleasant things happened between them.
At the beginning, when several newcomers faced such a scene, they were a little confused and at the same time somewhat worried and afraid.
I am worried that such a meeting atmosphere will affect major events.
But soon, they wouldn't have to worry about this anymore.
Because despite the disputes and insults between Hu Biao and the others, it actually had no impact at all, and a reliable method was worked out.
The only pity is that this method is too bloody and cruel...
In front of everyone in the supplementary camp, Swordsman and Yang Dongli, under Hu Biao's instructions, opened the two backpacks they had been carrying, and then poured out the contents facing the ground.
Suddenly, a metal clanging sound sounded in everyone's ears.
At the same time, everyone who survived on the battlefield was left with only a golden and silver light in their eyes. The beautiful luster of precious metals and wealth represented by these was completely dumbfounded.
That's because everything poured out of these two backpacks are valuable and good things.
With a brilliant golden color, there are gold bars commonly known as small yellow croakers, necklaces, bracelets, rings and other gold accessories, and even gold coins and dentures.
With a bright white color, there are familiar Yuan Datou, various silver coins that Hu Biao does not recognize, and jewelry.
In addition to the above two precious metals, this pile of things actually also contains a lot of various currencies.
For example, the legal currency issued by the government of the Republic of China is currently equivalent to the pound sterling, which is generally a hard currency, or there are both francs and island currency. In total, there are at least seven or eight different currency types.
As if facing a pile of garbage, Hu Biao stood in front of such a pile of things that represented huge wealth.
With a click of 'Duang~', a tin bucket containing 10kg of suffocated donkey was thrown directly next to the pile of property.
He first looked around at all the personnel assembled on the position who could still breathe. During this process, Hu Biao looked very carefully, as if he planned to memorize every face in his head.
Then, this guy spoke:
"Brothers, at this point in the war, we can say that we are at the end of our rope. If no miracle happens, everyone will probably die here.
Because although I have just sent out a message asking for help, to be honest I don't have much confidence in whether the reinforcements will come.
But a living person cannot suffocate to death. As long as there is a little hope, we must fight for it. Now I have a fatal mission here. As long as it is carried out smoothly, I should be able to withstand one or two rounds of Japanese attacks.
That is to have people bring explosive bags, lie down in the pile of dead people outside and pretend to be dead, and wait until the Japanese come up to blow the explosive bags, causing huge damage to the Japanese.
To put it simply, they treat people as living minefields.
I, the surnamed Hu, do not force everyone to do this kind of thing, it all depends on the brothers' volition.
But brothers who are willing to go, you can get as much money as you want here; as long as my surname Hu does not die here and everyone leaves an address, the money will be sent to your parents and wife at home.
In my hands."
After saying that, Hu Biao opened the iron barrel containing spirits.
"Tons, tons, tons~" filled a row of empty cans with something similar to alcohol.
Pointing to a row of cans on the ground that exuded a strong smell of alcohol, Hu Biao suddenly shouted: "Brothers who are willing to go first, come up and drink and get money, we will come later~"
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Disguising themselves as dead people and acting as biological landmines was the only method Hu Biao and the others had discussed before.
After experiencing the last battle in Brown Yanggou and rushing down with explosive packets in their hands, they were completely able to accept the use of such a variant.
The main reason is that they know they can be resurrected after the mission is completed.
However, just when Hu Biao was about to confirm the personnel, he discovered an embarrassing point. Currently, he was seriously injured, and there were only 21 people left in the team.
Among these 21 people, there are still 4 people who are in a long-term coma.
According to the requirements of the second phase of the system, at least 15 people must be alive by 3 a.m. tomorrow night; so they do not have much qualifications to die.
So, after some discussion, their target fell on the indigenous soldiers of the supplementary battalion.
And these people are dead after they die, and there is no way to resurrect them; in this case, signing up to participate is another concept, and it is a difficult choice...
Originally, in Hu Biao's plan, there was a process of provoking ideas.
The specific injuries were that after Xi Ling and the Huns Dharma God were seriously injured, the two brothers who were basically injured and had no fighting ability took the initiative to take the lead in accepting the mission.
Saying some cheering words can cheer everyone up and play a leading role.
However, when the words from Hu Biao's mouth fell, Xi Ling and the Hun Dharma God realized that they did not need to stand up, and someone spontaneously stood up.
He was a man in his thirties wearing a black leather uniform, and he was one of the 53 reinforcements who had been added to the position.
One look at the way he wore his hat at an angle and his uniform that was baggy, and you knew that this guy wasn't a good guy before.
It can be said that this image of collecting illegal money, bullying small businessmen and vendors, and desperately trying to please the big shots appeared in the minds of Hu Biao and others instantly.
But at such a critical moment, everything changed.
This man with an arm that had been blown off, leaning on a Hanyang rifle, dragging his right leg that was lame, and with injuries all over his body, actually stood up.
After struggling to move to Hu Biao's side, this man must have done a lot of bad things just to break a few taels of silver.
He didn't even take a glance at the valuables on the ground. Instead, he picked up a can from the ground and drank the liquor in one gulp.
Under the stimulation of high alcohol, even the man's neck turned red.
He suddenly threw away the empty can and yelled:
"Sir Hu, if I can eat enough for myself and the whole family is not hungry, I won't need this money. To be honest, I have been doing evil for so many years, and risking my life to do it this time can be regarded as a tribute to the old and young men in the magic city."
Seeing this, Hu Biao didn't know what to think.
He directly took the microphone that was still connected to the 'Tianyin Broadcasting Station' into his hand and shouted:
"Dear listeners, in order to hold the position, there is a brother who is about to carry out a fatal mission. We might as well let him say a few words to everyone now, which can be regarded as leaving the last voice in this world."
After that, when he handed the microphone over, he said: "Good brother, now let's have a few words with the millions of elders in the magic city."
A moment later, the man who was originally unafraid of heaven and earth suddenly became so helpless.
Fortunately, the years of hanging around on the street also gave him a natural sense of humor.
Finally, relying on the strength of the wine, the man pulled his neck and shouted:
"Neighbors on Sima Road, I am Chen Shipeng, the man you call the 'black dog'. He did some bad things in the past, and I am apologizing to everyone..."