This sudden internal strife confused Chen Baoxiang.
He did not believe that Gu Lanchun was a member of the Eighth Front Army. The purpose of Wanhualou's work was to kill the Japanese and to achieve the same goal as the Eighth Front Army.
It would be far-fetched to conclude that she was from the Eighth Front Army just because she spoke well of her.
"That's enough."
Lian Chengbi spoke calmly, stopping Wen Dujuan from continuing.
Hearing Dujuan sneer, he lowered his head and said nothing.
"I am personally responsible for the explosive packs. In the next time, you still need to study the cargo bay map to see how you can resolve the battle without losing any blood?"
Chen Baoxiang did not speak, but he had already decided that no matter what Gu Lanchun said, he would agree with it with both hands.
"Boss Chen, what did you find after spending a day at the goods counter?"
"Miss Lian, I see that the enemy's layout is becoming more and more strict. If you want to fight against them, you must start from scratch. You must not try to solve the problem with a bomb. It doesn't matter if you can't blow up the cargo platform. They can't build it on the cargo platform.
Laboratory. We will follow it closely and bomb it again in another location. It won’t be a problem.”
This was Chen Baoxiang's carefully considered plan. The cargo platform was the enemy's territory. If he attacked blindly, the price of death would be too high.
Just changing the location, or intercepting the bombing midway, is more cost-effective than attacking the cargo platform.
This kind of thing can only be done secretly, and must not be done head-on in a big way.
"You are right, we are changing our plans."
Every time Lianchengbi faced Chen Baoxiang, she looked cold on the surface, but when he told him his plan, she always listened with her ears upright without missing a word.
"This is all nonsense. Everyone knows that it is easier for the Japs to succeed when their defense is weak. But now everyone has seen that the Japs are not slacking off at all. The Japs stationed in Jinan are becoming more and more cunning. Many of them are veterans who have fought hard battles. One
Top three. The Southern Army can't defeat it, so the assassination team will have little impact..."
"If you want to worry, just go back."
Lian Chengbi looked sullen and stared at Wen Dujuan.
"Grand Sect Master, I am telling the truth. In the following battles, you will understand that our casualties will definitely become greater and greater. Once discovered by the Japanese, the possibility of escaping will become increasingly slim, because we are following
A group of veterans fighting with bayonets have a very slim chance of winning."
Hearing that Dujuan's face turned pale, she was not afraid of Liancheng Bi's authority.
"The Southern Army has informed us of these matters."
"Humph, what's the point of notifying us? We are the ones fighting the war, and the battlefield is in Jinan. A phone call or a telegram from them is the greatest support for us. Anything else can't help at all, right?
"
Dujuan was full of complaints after hearing that some of her words directly touched Chen Baoxiang's heart.
If he sneaks into the cargo bay, he will die if something goes wrong.
It's too late for anyone outside to help, so this is almost a suicide attack, and the chance of survival is too small.
The Southern Army clung to the natural dangers of the southwest, trying to fight the Japanese invaders like the Shu Han in the Three Kingdoms. They were smart enough, but stupid enough.
The Shu Han Dynasty died early, but today's Japanese army is a hundred times more powerful than the Northern Wei army in the past. When the aircraft bombed, flying over the mountains was like searching for something.
Anyone who wants to hold on will die in a tiny place like a mountain city.
"Okay, don't complain. To fight against Japan, someone has to sacrifice. When we joined the army, we swore long ago that we would dedicate our lives to the rise of China, and even save our lives. Have you forgotten?
"
Chen Baoxiang ate in silence, knowing that he could not be compared with these people.
Externally, they are the beauties of Wanhua Tower.
Internally, they are female soldiers who have received formal training from the Southern Army and are always ready to sacrifice their lives for the country and sacrifice their lives for righteousness.
At this moment, Chen Baoxiang's feelings for Gu Lanchun became more and more complicated and he couldn't understand them clearly.
Everyone bows his head to eat and no longer confronts each other.
Wen Dujuan was the first to finish, put down his chopsticks, and quickly exited.
"She is a killer, not the person we need."
"That's right, Gu Lanchun, she is from Wanhualou, and she is a sister worthy of our trust. Only soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles can be as iron-blooded as her. Believe me, as long as it is the person I like, I will never go wrong.
, including Boss Chen."
Lian Chengbi looked at Chen Baoxiang, and Chen Baoxiang also happened to raise his head, and their eyes met.
"Boss Chen, now you are from Wanhualou. Wanhualou is honored to have a friend like you. Don't worry, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we at Wanhualou will never give up on our colleagues!"
Lian Chengbi stood up, bowed his hands to Chen Baoxiang, and walked out.
Gu Lanchun let out a long sigh and put down his chopsticks.
"Involving you is really a helpless move. Most of the people in Wanhua Tower are stationed in Peiping and Shanghai and are converging here. I hope that when we have enough people, we won't bother you to take risks."
Chen Baoxiang shook his head: "Anytime you take risks, I will not stand idly by."
"Then, why bother?"
Gu Lanchun's cheeks turned red and she was extremely shy.
Chen Baoxiang finally expressed his feelings and his chest became extremely smooth.
"Boss Gu, in the mountains and rivers, it is hard to find a close friend. Your song "The Drunken Concubine" made me realize what I should do. What is this life? As long as I can meet a close friend and reward my close friend, that is enough.
.What's more, everything you do is to kill the Japanese. Since ancient times, no one has ever died, and his loyalty will be remembered in history - as long as you kill the Japanese, I, Chen Baoxiang, will follow you to the death!"
This is what Chen Baoxiang thinks in his heart. The three words "Kill the Japanese" have become his motto.
Life is optional.
The devil must be killed.
"Okay, okay, Boss Chen, if that's the case, then I won't be polite to you anymore."
After lunch, Lianchengbi took out a map of Jinan Railway Station, hung it on the wall, and explained the situation to everyone.
"The Japanese attach great importance to the scientific instruments in the box. They will definitely escort them with heavy troops when they change places. After establishing the laboratory, they will also be closely guarded. There are not many places where we can start. If we can control their route of action, we can
Plant bombs in the sewers along the way, overturn the cars when the time comes, launch an attack, end the battle within half an hour, and achieve total victory."
Chen Baoxiang supports this approach. There is another advantage in doing it after leaving the goods platform, which is that it will not hurt the laborers and prevent the people of Jinan from being tortured.
Gu Lanchun pointed at the map: "Our layout has been perfected. Now, let's make sure that each of us is being followed? Someone is manipulating the situation, leading us into the game, and finally catching them all. Their target must be the big shot from the northwest.
, and we little people are just each other’s experimental subjects.”
The words "someone is manipulating the situation" made Chen Baoxiang break out in cold sweat on his back.
He had no opportunity to take advantage of him on the goods platform, and when his heart was scratched by hundreds of claws, he did feel like he was being manipulated, monitored, and played with, just like Sun Wukong jumped into the palm of the Tathagata Buddha.