Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 726

Zhu Shengzhong’s expression is wonderful, super wonderful.

“You deserters, you should have been shot when you flee, but now it’s time to hire people, I will give you one last chance. Seeing that there are no people on the stakes outside, they are all our compatriots and comrades in arms. You don’t kill them. After they catch you, they won’t talk about benevolence, justice and morality. Now, it’s time to show your courage, avenge your hatred for them, and justify your own name. Should you be a coward who is greedy for life and fear of death, or be an upright Chinese soldier.”

This is what he said to the old abacus and others, now it seems to be a joke.

Close the door to kill the captives. He was so righteous and bold. Now that he came to the rooftop, he didn’t dare to do it in broad daylight. In a sense, he was not as good as Japan.

Zhu Shengzhong took a deep breath, and just as he was about to say it, Yang Ruifu glared at him, and the evil that was guilty to the guts was gone, and he put back the half-raised gun.

Lin Yue curled his lips: “Ning Sun.”

When standing from the standpoint of political correctness, he shouted louder than anyone, and more justice than anyone else, but when the power that determines political correctness was opposed to what he wanted in his heart, he changed from a roarer to silence. It’s really ridiculous.

“Hey, it’s awkward, it’s a sorrowful grandson.”

In the eyes of Old Abacus, Zhu Shengzhong has always been irritable, passionate and decisive, but at this moment, the appearance of the other party has completely subverted his cognition.

“You have the face to talk about others.” Yangguai gave him a kick from behind.

Lin Yue ignored the deserters who had their own concerns, and the Japanese soldiers on the stakes after grabbing the MP28 in Yang Shusheng’s hands swept through, and suddenly there were a few more sieves on the roof.

“You.” Yang Ruifu pulled out the shell spear from his waist and pointed at the back of Lin Yue’s head.

But what he didn’t expect was that the opposite young man seemed to have long eyes behind his back, his head tilted to that side, his backhand twisted his arm and pressed it down, turning around and grabbing his wrist with the other hand. , Pushed the muzzle forward and pressed it against his temple.

The dignified major battalion commander was subdued by a recruit.

The two guards hurriedly pulled the gun in his waist. Li Xiang also went to the gun in his waist. Yang Shusheng hesitated, his eyes flashed with fear, but finally he made up his mind, holding the Southern Fourteenth Style with his right hand and pointing at it. Yang Ruifu’s heads of two guards.

As for the others…

The deserters were frightened, the old abacus hid behind the wooden stakes, the old Calabash took the Dragon Boat Festival’s arm and withdrew, and the old iron shrank towards the stairs little by little.

Interestingly, Zhu Shengzhong, Qi Jiaming and others did not move, and the only two guards standing on Yang Ruifu’s side.

Lin Yue pointed the gun at the major’s head: “Oh, in order to please foreigners, letting the comrades and compatriots not repay the grievances of their comrades-in-arms and compatriots, but also to kill a Chinese who can fight and dare to fight. I am really ashamed for you. Yang. Rui Fu, you didn’t come here to fight against the Japanese, how do I feel that you are more like an official oilman than a soldier?”

Yang Ruifu grinned with pain, his face flushed. He understood the reaction of Zhu Shengzhong and others. This thorn said something that those people had never dared to complain in front of him.

“If it wasn’t for the people in the 524th regiment who needed a commander, and I didn’t have that much time to stay in the Four Lines Warehouse, let alone you, I would dare to kill Xie Jinyuan if he wanted to point fingers at me.” Lin Yue grabbed his hand. The gun pushed people hard: “Go back and tell Xie Jinyuan that I am doing something he wants to do but dare not do. I don’t care about the overall situation, and I don’t think your so-called overall anti-Japanese war is meaningful. Who would dare to stop me from killing devils, I saw one kill another, because this kind of person is a traitor in my opinion, get out.”

On the site of the 524th regiment, he actually threatened to kill Yang Ruifu and Xie Jinyuan, which was so arrogant and arrogant.

However, I don’t know why, no one laughed at him, nor thought it was a joke, because the young man exuded a kind of convincing confidence, and because the body of the Japanese soldier Shao Zuo was still hanging on the stake, and the blood was falling drop by drop. .

Yang Ruifu knew that he was planted. He underestimated Lin Yue’s arrogance and ignored the grievances accumulated by the grassroots soldiers over the past few days.

Yang Ruifu didn’t say anything about the scene, and didn’t need a gun, leaving the rooftop with a cold face.

Lin Yue curled his lips as he watched his back. Since ancient times, this nation has never lacked the masters of national calamities who are still fighting against it, because everything must be political. Why do veterans with combat experience such as Yangguai want to be deserters? The reason is that he has no confidence in the officer who is directing the battle.

Acting for foreigners? If the Japanese army did not advance into Southeast Asia and violated British interests, would the British army form an alliance with the national army? If there were no surprise attacks on Pearl Harbor, would the people of United States make up their minds to join the war? Return to the Geneva Convention, the meaning of the Convention is to use it to talk about it, and it’s not useful to meet a rogue villain.

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At night, Lin Yue was awakened by a warm and moist feeling. He opened his eyes and saw that Baton was licking his face with his tongue.

It turned out that it was time to feed.

Lin Yue took out a box of canned food from the portable space, and the dog’s face that was full of expectation suddenly turned into eggplant beaten by frost and wilted.

“What? It’s unpalatable?”

Lin Yue took out the can opener, opened the can three times and placed it in front of Baton: “You taste it first.”

The dog glanced at him with a strong distrust, walked over, sticking out his tongue and licking it tentatively in the jar. After two breaths, the dog’s eyes became clear and he almost stuffed half of his mouth in. Eat it, chirp.

The last time he brought Baton into the world of “My Regiment, My Regiment”, it was already around 1942. With the passage of time, the momentum of the Japanese offensive became more and more declining. This is not only reflected in the quality of the soldiers, but also the food. In the same way, a batch of supplies was seized during the counterattack at Nantianmen. In the words of Milong, is the Japanese canned food for pigs? Not to mention that the old cannon fodder who has an appetite is disgusted, and he is reluctant to eat eight meals.

But now it’s different. It’s 1937. An ordinary Japanese soldier’s food is topped by a Chinese army officer. He doesn’t cut corners and simmers what he can eat.

At this time, Lin Yue noticed that Dragon Boat Festival was sitting in front of the big barrel containing tung oil with his knees on his knees, staring blankly at the eight meals of meat.

“Have never eaten it before?”

Dragon Boat Festival was awakened by his words and shook his head subconsciously. Unlike the old abacus and old iron, he would secretly pick up the personal belongings of the Japanese soldiers when clearing the battlefield. All he found was given to the soldiers of the 524 regiment.

Lin Yue took out another can of canned beef, opened it with a can opener, and threw it away.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, I held the canned food in my arms and put a piece of meat into my mouth with my fingers. Maybe I only ate rice, pickles and compressed biscuits for days. I had forgotten what the smell of meat was. I was stunned for a while before I realized it. I slurped one piece after another with my fingers, and cried while eating. I didn’t know if the canned beef was too delicious or I was homesick.

In the end it is a child of seventeen or eighteen.

Lin Yue sighed, grabbed a handful of toffee and threw it over.

After the Dragon Boat Festival was not picked up, the toffee sprinkled on the ground, and the Sichuan Army soldiers and Lao Tie who were in a daze not far away swarmed up to rob the toffee on the ground.

The Japanese army is addicted to sweetness. At the rank of corps leader and sergeant, you can always find a few pieces of toffee by flipping through your pockets. However, the number of Japanese soldiers who died in the four-row warehouse was compared with the number of soldiers in the 524 regiment, which is not enough.

Lin Yue shook his head. It’s no wonder that Zhu Shengzhong’s group looked down on these deserters, they had no guts to fight, and their ability to steal things from dogs to watch the excitement one by one.

“Master Lin, hey, Master Lin, are you awake?” Old Abacus stepped forward with a flattering expression, stretched out his hands and said, “Look at that coin…”

“Didn’t I tell you that I lost it?”

The old abacus took out a gold necklace from his pocket and shook it in front of Lin Yue: “Master Lin, you will do well and give me the root of my life.”

“Where did it come from?”

“Found on the body of the Japanese army.”

“Dead things, bad luck, don’t.”

“This is gold, pure gold, if you want to go there again tonight, it’s necessary.” The old abacus pointed to the other side.

“You know a lot.”

“I heard from July that the thing called a sandwich is only sold in the concession.”

“The ears are pretty good.”

Lin Yue stretched out his hand to copy, took the gold chain in his hand, took out the coin and flicked it, only to hear a crisp ding, the coin fell on the ground and rolled forward.

The old abacus hurried to chase it, but unfortunately within two steps, the coin hit a person’s foot and was picked up by one hand. He looked up and peeed.

Naturally, it was no one else who picked up the coin, but the sheep crutch who pitted his “ancestral pocket watch.”

Why did it fall into his hands again?

The old abacus looked back at Lin Yue, did these two deliberately use him as a monkey?

At this moment, Li Xiang walked in from outside and leaned to Lin Yue to whisper a few words.

“Is there such a thing?”