Are you a spy? Killing the enemy is too cruel.

Chapter 140 Chinese people are not afraid of death

At the same time, many soldiers gradually came out from all directions.

Some of them wore straw sandals, some wore Tony helmets. There was nothing unusual about them. These were all Chinese soldiers who had traveled thousands of miles to Shanghai to participate in this battle.

"Ye Feng from the Intelligence Department!"

Ye Feng turned around and solemnly saluted everyone.

"Xu Youcai, Second Company of the Eighth Regiment of the Sichuan Army..."

"The Hunan Army..."

"Gui Army..."

At once, everyone returned the greetings and looked at Ye Feng excitedly.

Ye Feng's eyes swept across everyone around him, and he felt uncomfortable looking at their honest smiles.

This battle broke up so many organizations and claimed so many lives.

"Come on, are you willing to fight me and the devils to the end?"

Ye Feng's Adam's apple moved and he asked this question with difficulty.

"Yes! Why not?"

"Damn it! I've walked thousands of miles and haven't seen a single person. I'm the only one left! Fight! Why don't you fight!"

"That's right! Killing one will cover our losses, and killing two will earn us another. As long as the commander doesn't despise us, we are willing to follow him."

After all, Ye Feng had just changed into his own military uniform. With his dazzling rank of lieutenant colonel and powerful skills, he instantly conquered those who were hiding in the dark and weighing the pros and cons.

In just a moment, Ye Feng has become the backbone of this group of battlefield ghosts.

"Let's go, this is not the time to chat."

Ye Feng nodded vigorously and quickly left the area with dozens of people.

From them, Ye Feng learned that there are at least several thousand people who stayed in Shanghai like them.

They were all people who had come from thousands of miles away, but had lost their organization and contact with their troops under the Japanese artillery shells.

They did not think of retreating or staying alive. They either held their respective positions or fought guerrilla warfare with the enemy.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Su Ming also told them his mission.

"What courage! What spirit! Not all of you in the Central Army are cowards!"

One of them patted Su Ming's shoulder with his big black hand and laughed.

"Of course not. We Chinese are not afraid of death."

Su Ming responded with a laugh.

After taking a deep look at Ye Feng in front of him, Su Ming trotted over and walked shoulder to shoulder with Ye Feng.

"Why, you're still not happy after winning over so many people?"

Su Ming teased.

"There are still many more people we cannot win over, and they will be annihilated in the encirclement and suppression of the Japanese."

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No more talking, let's go to the warehouse."

Ye Feng said again.

The group quickened their pace.

When we arrived at the destination, Li Guangliang was already waiting there.

As a good lackey, Su Ming of course took the initiative to tell Li Guangliang what happened on the road.

"Li Guangliang, the leader of the 88th Regiment."

Li Guangliang stepped forward to greet these people, and then everyone entered the warehouse together.

This warehouse was an important place in Shanghai before the Anti-Japanese War. It stored a considerable amount of supplies. After the war broke out, it became the headquarters of General Zhang's ace team. In terms of defense capabilities and supplies, it was enough to feed Ye Feng and his group of several hundred people for a year or two.

"Fuck, your Central Army's equipment is just great."

When Li Youcai saw the weapons and equipment of Li Guangliang and his group, his eyes lit up.

Look at them again, they walked thousands of miles with only a pair of worn-out straw sandals and a broken gun, and started fighting with the Japanese without even having a full meal.

"Xiao Feng, what are your plans next?"

Then Li Guangliang found Ye Feng who was patrolling and asked him.

"Hold on."

"Build fortifications."

Ye Feng said helplessly.

At least it is impossible to counterattack the Japanese with just a few hundred people.

And only by sticking to it can the boss achieve his desired goal.

It can not only reduce damage, but also put on a show for people from the international community.

"The devils are coming!"

At this moment, accompanied by the sound of gunfire, the first battle into the warehouse began.

"These little devils have really good noses."

Ye Feng muttered.

Taro Fukuhara is living a prosperous life these days.

Since the reinforcements arrived, the attack has been unstoppable under the cover of more artillery fire.

Now he has been ordered to wipe out the remaining enemy forces in Shanghai. Although he cannot pursue the victory, it is a simple and easy job.

What's more, he has been in Shanghai for so long and is quite familiar with the terrain.

Just now, when he heard from his subordinates that there was still a group of enemies resisting and rescuing people, Taro Fukuhara got furious and personally led his men to surround the warehouse tightly.

"People inside, listen!"

"Surrender your weapons honestly. The Imperial Army is waiting to be captured!"

A traitor next to Taro Fukuhara was shouting into the warehouse with a loudspeaker.

"Isn't that guy riding the horse Taro? He's really lucky."

Su Ming in the warehouse was stunned, and a blooming smile appeared on his face.

"Bring me a gun."

Ye Feng said.

"Sir, here!"

Xu Youcai quickly handed over his spear.

"I want to see how big his life is."

As he spoke, Ye Feng aimed at Taro Fukuhara's head.

"Taijun, be careful of the enemy's sneak attack."

After shouting, the traitor hurriedly reminded Taro Fukuhara.

"Baga! The empire's warriors are all fearless!"

Taro Fukuhara scolded.

He didn't care at all.

From such a distance, are all the enemies Ye Feng?

"boom!"

As the gunshot went off, Taro Fukuhara fell off his horse.

"Taijun!"

The traitor hurriedly supported Taro Fukuhara.

"idiot!"

Taro Fukuhara yelled, and when he looked at the dented helmet next to him, he was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Damn! This kid is really lucky."

Su Ming in the warehouse also exclaimed when he saw Taro Fukuhara stand up.

"Xu Youcai! What kind of crappy gun is this!"

When Ye Feng reacted and looked down, his eyes almost popped out.

If I had known that the Sichuan Army was poorly equipped, how could they even bring out this homemade musket?

"Sir, this is the only gun we have..."

Xu Youcai was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Su Ming! Take everyone down to get their guns! Get ready for battle!"

Ye Feng calmed down instantly, but he still felt sad in his heart.

It was this group of people who, knowing full well that they were no match for the enemy, came forward without hesitation, trying to use their flesh and blood to defeat the Japanese's guns and cannons.

"attack!"

Taro Fukuhara over there drew his samurai sword and became angry on the spot.

"Boom!"

After a round of mortar fire, a large number of Japanese soldiers rushed up.

"A bunch of stupid dogs."

Su Ming muttered.

Relying on the advantage of the warehouse's defense, do these Japanese devils really think they can attack?

After a short while, after repelling the devils at a very small cost, Taro Fukuhara also reacted.

"Bring those men up!"

Taro Fukuhara said.

Then, in Su Ming's eyes, hundreds of unarmed civilians were taken between the two sides by the Japanese devils.