After waving his palms, he killed a large-headed fly that tried to pounce on his left arm, which was still on the gauze of the bleeding wound.
Yang Dongli couldn't help it in the silence, so he asked Hu Biao this question.
What! With the gunshots inside and outside the city, it has suddenly become so quiet since the evening.
In the precious twenty or thirty minutes before crossing over, everyone in the Zhongzhou team had already checked the historical development of the Hengyang Defense War.
Naturally, soon after, I wanted to understand what was going on.
Damn! In such a defense battle, with their participation, although more Japanese were killed and injured; because the city defenses were better, many places were indeed guarded for a few more days.
There are hundreds to a thousand wounded who may have survived because they received better treatment.
But Hengyang City under siege was like jumping on a big ship that was leaking everywhere, blocking one or two leaks.
There is no fundamental consequence for the eventual sinking of such a large ship.
No wonder, in their series of actions, the system has been as stable as an old dog; no matter how much they keep tossing, there is no intention to stop it.
It turned out that they had already calculated that their actions would not have a fundamental impact on the development of the final result.
More importantly, at around 10 p.m., they received a call from the military headquarters.
The call was made by General Fang himself. During the phone call, he not only made it clear to Hu Biao that he planned to surrender to the Japanese in exchange for the livelihood of such a group of miserable people in the city.
He also told Yokoyama Isamu that he hoped to see Hu Biao and his men's demands at the surrender ceremony tomorrow evening.
By the way! Faced with such a request at that time, Hu Biao did not reply on the spot. He only said that he would think about it.
So, after hanging up the phone, the Zhongzhou team and the remaining members of the supplementary group sat together in a circle on the battlefield.
Silently smoking the cigarettes found from the dead Japanese soldiers in the last battle.
If you sit like this, an hour will pass quickly.
The reasons for their silence are as follows: First of all, people like Hu Biao will definitely not go to the surrender ceremony.
Isamu Yokoyama, how big does he think he is? He still thinks that such a group of uncles can go and support him.
Of course, one of the biggest reasons why Hu Biao and the others did not go to that ruined ceremony was because if they really wanted to go there, they would not be able to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Isamu Yokoyama because of the obstruction of the system.
It might even be bad, because if you give up the position before 8 o'clock in the evening, you will even fail the mission.
Therefore, these people have made up their minds that they will never go to that ceremony to see Yokoyama Isamu, let alone admit to the Japanese that they will surrender.
Then, a new problem came.
Even if General Fang of the 10th Army could help them delay it, after the short ceremony, they still had a while before the mission was over.
During this period, if they refused to surrender, wouldn't they have to face the full attack of the Japanese 11th Army?
So in this case, can they pretend to surrender and get through this period of time first?
The problem is, when they think about surrendering to the Japanese, even if it is a fake surrender, everyone in the Zhongzhou team still feels very unhappy.
So much so that after the meeting, someone tactfully made such a suggestion.
Suddenly, everyone fell silent. Amidst the flickering cigarette butts, there were only two words in everyone's eyes:
Unwilling, frustrated...
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After Yang Dongli raised the question, Hu Biao, who had been thinking for a while, threw a cigarette butt on the ground.
Even because of the anger in my heart, I didn't even bother to pick up the precious cigarette butt.
Then, he cursed fiercely in his mouth: "I can be killed in my life if I surrender for nothing, but if I firmly refuse to surrender to the devil, even if it is a lie, it won't do."
But after saying this, the guy seemed to be thinking of something, and said helplessly:
"Of course! Such a decision is very important. People who could have survived may have died fighting like this. So the old rule is, if you want to fake surrender, it will be a show of hands. Which side has more people to listen to?
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By the way, all the supplementary members who can breathe can raise their hands to participate in such a vote."
In response to Yu Hu Biao's final addition, everyone in the supplementary team could participate in the voting, and no one in the Zhongzhou team had any objections.
Without him, for these brothers who lived and died with him for a few days, they were fully qualified to participate in such an important decision.
After another minute or so of silence, the swordsman raised his hand.
Upon seeing this, Hu Biao sighed silently in his heart.
The main reason is that when the swordsman teleported over this time, he seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and it seemed that he was about to quit their Zhongzhou team.
During such a period of mission, Hu Biao also thought about whether to retain him.
It's just that the battle in the mission was too intense and no good opportunities were found, so there was really no time to operate it.
However, now that I saw the swordsman raised his hand first and expressed his thoughts.
Hu Biao knew that such a young man who had been his adjutant for many missions must have already made up his mind, so it seemed that he did not need any further persuasion.
At the same time, Hu Biao was not the only one who noticed that something was wrong with the swordsman's approach this time.
Many people in the team, such as AT, Yang Dongli, the translator, and even Jason and Bai Xiang who were a little more thoughtful, also noticed it.
Suddenly, everyone's thoughts became a little complicated.
Then, under the strange and complicated looks of a group of people, the young swordsman said timidly:
"Brothers, I raise my hands to express my refusal to surrender. Please don't misunderstand me."
"Damn it! I scared you to death. You are a cold boy from Shaanxi Province, Swordsman. You don't look like a man who can bend your knees in front of the Japanese."
Xu Feng was a little exaggerated. After pretending to wipe the cold sweat from his head, he joked.
Then, this guy's expression became more serious, and he solemnly raised his arms high and said:
"I'm not willing to surrender, even if it's fake~"
Seeing Xu Feng's raised hand, the translator shook his head helplessly and said:
"You reckless man, don't you know that Han Xin could achieve such great achievements only after he endured the humiliation of his crotch? Therefore, I am not willing to fake surrender to the Japanese~"
Damn it! Such a sudden turn caused many people’s thinking to become confused.
"What the hell! How come the Japanese are so short and tall that they deserve me to bend my knees in front of them?" When the translator saw this, he explained as if he was breathing heavily.
In the following time, one arm after another, which represented a high chance of dying in battle, was raised high.
Not only the people from the Zhongzhou team, but also the veterans are like this one by one.
Finally, under the eager eyes of these people, Hu Biao shook the handle of the old field telephone again and asked the operator to call General Fang.
Then, he said it word for word, no! It should be the decision of everyone in the supplementary group:
"General Fang, we understand that you have made such a difficult decision to surrender for the sake of the lives of such brothers in the city; but then again, someone must die with such a city.
So please leave this matter to our supplementary group.
In order not to make things difficult for you, all members of the supplementary regiment of the 190th Division of the former National Revolutionary Army have officially declared that everyone from the regiment leader Hu Biao on down will withdraw from the army.
Now we are a self-organized civilian military force. If the Japanese want to completely take over Hengyang City, then why don't they just step on our corpses?"
"Okay, I'll try to buy you some time so that you can prepare more defenses. In addition, a batch of weapons and ammunition will be delivered to you tomorrow morning.
Don’t think this batch of supplies is small in quantity, other troops are basically running out of ammunition and food now.”
On the other end of the phone, General Fang finished speaking in a normal tone.
But only the people around him could see that after hanging up the phone, General Fang, an iron-blooded soldier, had tears streaming down his face.
These tears were shed not only for Hu Biao and his supplementary team.
It is especially for the soldiers who died in such a city in more than 40 days.