However, Liu Lang didn't have much hope for riding a donkey on a tightrope. Even if he captured the Japanese headquarters, it was one thing whether the generals of the national army over there had battlefield insights. Even if they saw the Japanese army,
Something is wrong. Whether he has the courage to act according to the battlefield situation is another question.
Even if they move, the troops are coming. Can Liu Lang and his group of more than 20 people hold on to the end? That only depends on God.
Under such circumstances, how could Liu Lang let that clown girl whom the fat man cared about till his death follow him? It was difficult to hide with so many people. If she was alone, she would find a hiding place for soldiers and a cat in this tunnel, and wait until the country
If the army counterattacks, the chance of survival is still quite high.
But Liu Lang's good intentions were obviously taken for granted.
"I don't." Ji Yanxue's voice was soft but firm.
"Obey the order." Liu Lang frowned.
"I want to be with you all, even if I die."
"You are such a stupid woman." Liu Lang felt a pain in his head and cursed loudly. He didn't have any extra time to waste with this stupid woman.
"I won't leave." Ji Yanxue bit her lip and glared at Liu Lang fiercely, her eyes full of stubbornness.
"Sir, please take Platoon Commander Ji with you. She is a woman and is too dangerous." Zhao Ergou, who mustered up the courage, stood up to express his position.
The rough northern man thought very simply. He could not leave his woman behind on the enemy's battlefield. What's more, she was still a brother, a brother who had experienced life and death.
Liu Lang sighed slightly. Not to mention Zhao Ergou who had gathered his courage, judging from the puzzled reactions on the faces of Chi Dakui and the other soldiers, he was the kind of second-rate commander who didn't want to go to the battlefield with a burden.
Ji Yanxue, who had lived and died with them, had obviously been accepted into their group and became one of them.
"Since you also want to die, let's die together!" Liu Lang shook his head, waved his hand for Ji Yanxue to return to the team, and led the way into the darkness.
Biting her lip slightly and watching Liu Lang's back gradually disappearing into the darkness, Ji Yanxue's heart suddenly felt mixed.
The figure of Pang Pang is very familiar, but more of it is unfamiliar.
In her most desperate moment, the fat man jumped out of the bomb crater and killed three Japanese soldiers in one fell swoop; the fat man who carried a gun, sneaked a hundred meters and killed four fully armed Japanese soldiers; with a few words, he inspired the remaining soldiers to defeat the generals.
The fat man had strong morale and was not afraid of death; the fat man solemnly performed a standard but weird military salute in front of the soldier's body.
None of them matched the stalking fat figure in her memory, except for the body that was still aloof.
Except for the look that looked at him, as before, he was full of care, even if he was scolding. However, this time, Ji Yanxue did not show the usual disgust and avoidance of caring, and even felt an inexplicable hint of joy.
.
Such a strange fat man still had a hint of familiarity that made her happy.
Obviously, he didn't want to abandon her, he just didn't want her to follow her. The place he was going to was more dangerous than facing the Japanese search alone.
Thinking of this, the thoughtful Ji Yanxue's heart twitched again. She looked at the disappearing figure in the distance and followed her quickly.
There is nothing more terrible than death. The worst thing is, if you die with him, you can repay him for saving his life. Ji Yanxue's idea at this time is simple and simple.
However, a few years later, Ji Yanxue, who was surrounded by children and grandchildren, did not admit for decades that at this moment, she made a vow to die together with a certain fat man.
Being scolded and having to die with him is definitely not something a young lady should be proud of.
This can only be known to the fat bastard, even if he is proud.
The fat man should indeed be proud, because his childhood dream was to ride in Tokyo, so when he was studying at the Nanjing Command College, Liu Lang chose Japanese as his first foreign language. In order to make his Japanese pronunciation more standard, Liu Lang specially
I went to Waseda University as an exchange student for three months, majoring in chemistry. I was even invited by a professor at Waseda University to study for a master's degree because of my excellent learning ability.
Therefore, ten minutes later, the fake prisoner suppression team led by Liu Lang met the first Japanese patrol team and was questioned by several Japanese soldiers who had already been alerted and carried guns.
The little hearts of all the soldiers could not help but flutter.
"Baga, the honor of the Imperial Army of Japan has been lost by you pigs." Liu Lang stepped forward and slapped the leading Japanese soldier dizzy with a big mouth.
Although I couldn't understand Jiliwala's Japanese, Chief Liu's awesome slap almost scared the hearts of the "captives" in the team who were jumping around so much that their hearts almost burst.
You agreed to pretend to be a little devil to deceive others? Sir, you can't deceive your own people first.
But what made Chi Dakui and others stunned was that the Japanese soldiers who were stunned by the slap and several other Japanese soldiers not only did not make a violent attack, but collectively lowered their guns, put their feet together and lowered their heads: "Hai, it's Mimas."
The respectful look was like seeing his second uncle.
"Mom, are you crazy? Are the Japanese crazy, or am I dazzled?" Chi Dakui held the bayonet hidden in his sleeve and wanted to stab his thigh to see if he was sleepwalking.
To use a modern phrase, it is unscientific, very unscientific.
Liu Lang actually didn't expect this trick to be so effective. In other words, he really didn't expect that the little devil was even meaner than the legend said.
He just saw that the rank on the shoulder of the leading soldier was a red cloth with three small stars. If he remembered correctly, this superior soldier was two levels lower than his current sergeant, Captain Cao, who was carrying a three-star bar. Japanese military level
The system is so strict that normal people would feel sick. Superiors even have the right to judge the life and death of their subordinates during wartime. Beatings and the like are naturally commonplace.
So Liu Lang decisively attacked first. If the effect in the drama was not achieved, in fact, the five soldiers who were not on full alert were not as scary as imagined.
In fact, neither Liu Lang nor his soldiers knew that, apart from his military rank, it was Liu Lang who spoke Japanese so well, especially his pure Kyoto accent.
Said, that is really like the existence of the second uncle.
The status of Shikoku Island in the Japanese archipelago can be summed up in three words: non-mainstream. It has been on the edge of being forgotten for a long time. Compared with the nobles from Kyoto, it is naturally a bumpkin among bumpkins. Regional discrimination is not limited to China.
, Japan is actually more serious than China.
If nothing else, the rank of private is the highest point of Shimada Chuuji's military career, and Captain Cao from Kyoto may be promoted to lieutenant or assistant officer at any time. Whether it is out of humbleness or for the sake of his future life, Shimada
Tanaka Er had to wait patiently for his superior to reprimand him.
As for why he lost the honor of the Imperial Army, Liu Lang subconsciously used lines from various anti-Japanese dramas, and the soldiers did not dare to ask this furious fat commander.
Judging by his appearance alone, Mr. Cao Chang has already disgraced the Imperial Army.
"Why don't you ask for the password in accordance with military regulations? You are dead." Liu Lang looked unreasonable and pointed at the superior soldier who lowered his head respectfully and continued to curse.
"Hai, Sakura, please reply." Shimada Chuuji's attitude was more respectful.
The soldiers were in awe of Mr. Cao who was conscientious and conscientious. Even if he looked ugly, he was still a real soldier.
"Sakura, it's yours, reply immediately." Liu Lang reached out and grabbed the superior soldier's collar, furious.
"Hai, bloom." The superior soldier was frightened out of his body by the furious Captain Cao, and replied subconsciously.
With a "click", a blood flower bloomed silently in the superior soldier's throat.