war contractor

Chapter 370
Corpses, black smoke, gun craters, ruins, broken walls, looking down at the surrounding area of ​​​​Sihang Warehouse from a height, it will be very shocking.

"The devil won't let it go!" Yu Zhiqian slowly put down the binoculars, said something softly, put one hand on the blasted guardrail, and looked up at the sky. Today's weather is very bad, but for guarding the warehouse Good news for soldiers.

"Bring that guy named Watanabe here, let's use him to sacrifice the flag today!" Yu Zhiqian looked at it for a long time, and chose a better angle. situation people.

"Look, look, an officer has arrived on the top floor. They are all right. Let me tell you. The flag is still there. The devils must not have taken down the Sixing Warehouse. The Chinese soldiers are doing well!" After seeing Yu Zhiqian, the patriotic young man cried out excitedly.

After dark last night, except for the occasional flares that would rise from the sky, they couldn't see the situation at the Sixing Warehouse at all. Seeing the flags, but not seeing people, this also made many people worry that the warehouse defenders suffered heavy casualties. After all, the guns rang out all night last night.

"The little devil may still attack today. I don't know if the heroes in the building can hold it. They don't lack food!"

"Think of a way, send some food to the people in the warehouse, we can't let our heroes bleed, we will do nothing!"

"How do I send it off? Didn't you see those small patrol boats on the river? They belong to little devils, and these British people are not good people. We are not allowed to come in. Once we go out, we will not be able to get in!"

A group of people talked a lot, but at this moment, the young man observing the Sixing Warehouse shouted excitedly again: "The chief came out, and there is a Japanese military officer tied around him. Let me see, it seems to be a Japanese high-ranking official!"

These youths had no idea what rank the Japanese officers were in. They just felt that the military uniforms they were wearing were darker than those of ordinary Japanese soldiers. They all knew that they were the uniforms of Japanese military officers.

Watanabe was still looking forward to it at night, looking forward to his captain rushing in with people to save him, the gunshots rang out all night, Watanabe took this expectation upstairs for a whole night, and wanted to chat with the soldiers in the middle , Let him let him go, but no one pays attention to him because of the tension of the war.

He was excited when he heard the tension on the first floor, thinking that he could be saved, but as time went by, no one rushed up, especially when the sun rose, the gunshots stopped, and the people standing around him Still a Chinese soldier, Watanabe's expectation turned into fear.

He remembered that last night, the Chinese officer who tied him up said that he would cut off his head. For beheading, this fear far exceeds all other punishments such as seppuku. When Yu Zhigan took him to the top of the building , his legs trembled, but he didn't ask for mercy.

"Brothers, watch out, this is the devil's lieutenant assistant, today we will sacrifice the devil's head to the flag!"

There were many soldiers around watching, Yu Zhiqian pushed Watanabe to the side facing the Suzhou Creek, this was not for the devils to see, but for the people who supported behind, this method is also needed at this time to improve morale.

"it is good!"

A group of soldiers immediately shouted excitedly, although each of them killed the devil last night, shooting to death with a gun and beheading are two different things.

Although the people in the distance couldn't see it, the patriotic young people who broadcast live were very talented, and some writers at that time were mixed in, as if there was a Mr. X who often said everything he said was also mixed in. .

"The officer brought the devil over to face us. Seeing that the devil's kneeling posture is similar to that of beheading before, it's just a white card!"

"The officer took out a long knife. It looks like a devil's saber is covered with blood. You can see that a lot of devils' heads were chopped off yesterday!"

"..."

Watanabe struggled hard but it was useless, his head was firmly fixed with a rope, Yu Zhiqian held the saguan knife in his hand and raised it high, squinting his eyes, staring at the back of the devil's head and neck, and then yelled One voice: "Kill!"

"Pfft!"

The Zuoguan Dao hacked many Japanese to death yesterday, but it was still very sharp. Watanabe's head was chopped off by Yu Zhigan. Before Watanabe could scream in the future, his head had already moved downstairs. When I died, I saw that I seemed to fall, and my body became lighter, as if I didn't need to be beheaded. I breathed a long sigh of relief, and then there was severe pain, and there was no more.

"Good cut!"

"Good job!"

Cheers came from the other side of the river. The sound was very loud. Yu Zhiqian and others on the roof of the Sixing Warehouse could hear them clearly. The corpse fell directly to the ground.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the cheers from the other side shook the sky. Yu Zhiqian looked at Xie Jinyuan: "Head Xie, look, there are still so many people paying attention to us. If we can hold on for one more day, we will give them hope for one more day." , It can also give everyone more hope for defeating the devils!"

Xie Jinyuan nodded and stuck his waist, even though his voice was a little hoarse, he still roared with all his strength: "Brothers, did you hear it?"

"heard it!"

"It's good to hear it. On the other side of the river, there are so many people watching us and supporting us. Can we lose the chain!"

"cannot!"

"Very well, we want to let the little devils know that our Chinese army is not easy to bully, what the Japanese imperial army is invincible, shit, we sacrificed more than 40 comrades in arms yesterday, but we killed hundreds of devils, the following Adding up the dead bodies, there is still a first floor, these dead bodies can be piled up into a hill, have you seen it!"

"I see!"

"Just see it. The little devils also carry a head on two shoulders. We can kill them easily, so do you have confidence in guarding the Sixing Warehouse?"

"Have!"

"Very good, now we all go back to repair, and we will kill devils later!"

"it is good!"

Yu Zhiqian looked at Xie Jinyuan boosting morale, and nodded with satisfaction. The military spirit was available. After Xie Jinyuan finished speaking, he squeezed his throat with his hand: "How is it, sir?"

"The morale of the army is available, and the devil is going to be unlucky again today!"

"Hahaha, no matter how many devils he comes, as long as we are here, we will let these devils come and go!"

"Well, let's go down and rest together. It's raining. It's a good thing. It's even more difficult for the devils to attack!"

"Yeah, it's raining!"

Just when Xie Jinyuan was speaking, there was a sudden rain in the sky. Yu Zhiqian glanced at it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he returned to the first floor again. During this time, Yu Zhiqian was going to stay on the first floor to prevent What an accident.

As I said before, since Yu Zhiqian entered the mission, he found that things have changed dramatically. The number of Japanese soldiers killed and the number of defenders killed in battle have changed greatly. The trend may also be different in the future. Yu Zhiqian needs to make early preparations.

(End of this chapter)