ps: Recommend a book, American slave owner, very good, written by an old author.

Groove

The coffee stove kept steaming, and a bitter smell diluted the stench of the corpse in the air, which made people shocked.

Wu Xiaoyun is making coffee, and her movements are very elegant. She seems to have received professional training, which ordinary people cannot do.

"Why are you back? Those people are not assured that you can watch, I'm not relieved." Leng Feng pushed the door and saw Wu Xiaoyun, he was a little surprised.

"Cold." Wu Xiaoyun showed a hint of joy and pointed to the already brewed coffee.

"You are making coffee, where did this thing come from?"

Wu Xiaoyun gestured and said that the coffee pot was brought back from the inspirational club and the coffee beans were found among the supplies sent by Qiao Guoliang.

Leng Feng smiled bitterly, it must be Qiao Guoliang.

Qiao Guoliang came with a cart of food, a lot of food, food, and some contraband products. Leng Feng was not interested in asking about how these things came about.

Qiao Guoliang only said that the one that Qiu Qingquan specially allocated to him from the warehouse was considered a reward for winning the battle.

The city is so chaotic now, with defeated soldiers and riots everywhere, and the garrison commander and chief officer's headquarters have also withdrawn from Jiangbei. Now the troops left in the city are either responsible for the task of blocking and breaking through or crowding on the riverside of Xiaguan Wharf.

The teaching corps was in chaos, and the troops in Zijin Mountain outside the city were no longer in contact, and they were in chaos. Bai Duyixiaxi Festival cut off the mouth of the new chapter of the l festival

Leng Feng knew that Qiu Qingquan was still insisting, and he did not retreat with Gui Yongqing, but at this moment, it was meaningless to persist.

Leng Feng knew that he could not leave him, so he could only ask Qiao Guoliang to lead the message and ask Qiu Qingquan to evacuate Nanjing immediately. As for whether Qiu Qingquan could listen to him, it was hard to say.

At least, Qiu Qingquan did not die in Nanjing City in history. I believe some people can avoid this bloody massacre.

The only regret is that I failed to capture the Japanese spy lurking in the headquarters of the General Office.

The existence of this guy may bring much harm to the teaching corps in the future. If you withdraw this, you may not have the evidence you have now.

Leng Feng has not gone to bed for two days and a night, his eyes are covered with blood, but he is full of energy and maintains his vigorous energy.

Wu Xiaoyun handed the brewed coffee to Leng Feng.

"Thank you" Leng Feng certainly has to appreciate it. He came back from afar and made coffee for himself. This friendship is touching.

Wu Xiaoyun's cheeks turned slightly red, and her bright eyes blinked, which meant that she was asking Leng Feng if she wanted to add sugar.

Leng Feng shook his head. The taste of this innocent coffee bean is the best after grinding it. It can only be enjoyed by top wealthy nobles in later generations, and it is still priceless.

The bitter taste filled the mouth and immediately became much more awake. This cup would be at least half a day.

"You drink too." Leng Feng also poured a cup for Wu Xiaoyun and handed it over.

The interweaving of blood and fire is a rare trace of warmth.

When you look at each other and smile, everything is indifferent.

The Inspirational Society has been controlled by the Yaksha Operation Team, but a unit that claimed to be the 36th Division engineer battalion carried gasoline and was about to set fire to the Inspirational Society, but was stopped by Wu Xiaoyun.

Wu Xiaoyun did not make things difficult for them, and confiscated their weapons and then let them go, but their weapons and gasoline were left.

There is also a jeep and a truck.

Wu Xiaoyun came here in a jeep, otherwise, it would be very physically exhausting to travel back and forth.

"What you mean is to take advantage of the chaos in the city and collect some transportation, cars, motorcycles, etc.." Leng Feng looked at Wu Xiaoyun's gesture and understood her thoughts.

Wu Xiaoyun nodded.

"We have a good idea, and we can't just walk on two legs. I'll transfer the conveyor to you. Now you can take people to collect discarded cars and trucks. Try to choose the better ones. Don't be greedy for too much, how much gasoline we have."

Wu Xiaoyun opened his right hand and shook it at Leng Feng.

"Five Hundred Calories"

Wu Xiaoyun shook her head.

"Five Thousand"

This time Wu Xiaoyun nodded.

Five thousand gallons of gasoline, which is a lot, is enough to last a long time, and it is exciting news.

In the early morning, the Japanese army launched another attack. This time, Leng Feng could not stop it. After resisting for a moment, he ordered to retreat and give the broken city wall position to the Japanese army.

At more than five o'clock in the morning, news came that the Japanese army had broken through the Zhonghua Gate, and a regiment of the 51st Division, which was responsible for blocking the Japanese army, retreated.

The entire southern line position was shaken completely.

The Japanese army didn't know that there was no one on Guanghua Gate. When they rushed forward like a ghost scream, they were surprised to find that the elite Chinese defenders who had resisted tenaciously were no longer on their positions.

It was like punching the air and being fooled. The Japanese army felt that their hearts were filled with mocking.

Behind Wu, several Japanese troops rushed to the city walls led by tanks and tanks. They raised their rifles in their hands, shouting "Long live the emperor" and "Long live the great Japanese Empire" as if they were crazy.

At 6 o'clock, the sun rose.

The commander of the 9th Division, Yoshisuke Yoshisuke, came to Guanghua Gate in an armored vehicle, and surrounded by a group of Jiang Zu, climbed the Guanghua Gate Tower with a broken wall.

He waved his hand and let the reporters accompanying the army take a picture of this ambitious scene.

According to the order of the Front Army, after the city was broken, each division sent a corps to enter Nanjing City to sweep the area and divide the respective sweep areas.

But this order no longer worked. The red-eyed Japanese army ignored it and rushed into the city, and began to kill people and rob.

Leng Feng really wanted to bury it under the city walls and give the Japanese army a huge surprise, but considering the safety of Luo Yufeng and others in the tunnel and the previous lessons of the Japanese army, it is afraid that it will not be so easy to succeed.

Because there was no time in time, he had to give up this idea. However, he laid a lot of tricks in the city wall and the vacant houses nearby, real and fake.

And this became the beginning of the Ninth Division's nightmare.

In the cold wind at dawn, Leng Feng held a pre-war military meeting.

"From now on, we will live in the darkness. I hope you all remember that no one should bring danger to Yasha. It is strictly forbidden to act alone. All actions must be approved by me. Do you understand?" Leng Feng established a temporary command center in a private house near Wuchaomen, summoned officers at the level of the platoon leader below and announced several disciplines.

"Our battle will be cruel, but we must do this to make it clear to the Japanese invaders that our resistance will not stop, and we Chinese cannot bully it. If we want to invade us and enslave us, we will have to pay the price of bleeding."

"First, the battle is carried out in a group. You are not allowed to fight with the Japanese army. It is mainly about killing and injuring the opponent. It doesn't matter if you kill and injure them. Before the battle, you must investigate in advance and calculate the retreat. Second, you will return to build every less than half an hour. The time and location are determined by you. Later, I will delineate one combat area after another. It is necessary to connect closely and maintain a certain distance. Third, the Japanese army will definitely do some inhuman things. I hope you all must be mentally prepared and not be emotional. This is not our cold-bloodedness. Even if you sacrifice your life, you cannot save them. Only they can save them." Leng Feng took a deep breath.

The last point is that he is a key reminder, but he is afraid that these people will do whatever they want to save the people, so the meaning of this team's stay will be gone.

It’s not that Leng Feng is cold-blooded. There is no way to do this. If the people all rise up and resist, the Japanese army wants to occupy Nanjing and make his dream of a great future.

If you don’t resist, you can only be slaughtered like a livestock. Therefore, poor people must be hateful, and this makes sense.

"I know that many of them are native to Nanjing, and you still have relatives here, but I still hope that you can do not act emotionally, because not only can you save your relatives, but you will also put your names in it, and it will also threaten the safety of Yasha." Leng Feng solemnly reminded.

Human nature has weaknesses. Leng Feng knew that if they were completely indifferent, they would not be able to do it, but he hoped that his reminders could work.

"Sir, I am from Nanjing, and my parents live in the city. If I see these, I can't do it," said Xue Jie, the leader of the third platoon.

"Old Xue, although the boss said this cold-bloodedly, he was also considering our entire team. This is something that only happens under extreme circumstances." Cheng Gang said that the first battalion left the most people, so he, the deputy battalion commander, naturally could not be absent. He also served as a platoon leader.

"Old Xue, everyone knows that you are from Nanjing. There are many people in our team who are from Nanjing, but we are first of all, soldiers and have to obey the orders. Chief Leng's orders are correct."

"Yes, but I really can't do it. If something happens to my parents, I really don't know how to do it." Xue Jie, the leader of the third platoon, grabbed the hat and said angrily.

"Xue Jie, I just remind everyone that I don't mean that I have to do anything. I hope that everyone must first understand what we are going to do, what is the most important thing, and how to choose. In fact, as long as it is possible, I don't object." Leng Feng said slowly.

"The boss is right, we have to depend on the situation."

"Yes, that's what it should be"

Leng Feng knew that it would not be possible for them to accept such cruel orders in a short while. Only when they suffer losses will they understand this truth.

"Next, I'm going to tell you about the tactics of street fighting. We are a combat unit composed of three to four people, each group, an observer, a sniper, a fire support, and a commander. The observer serves as the commander. In this way, a squad has three to four combat teams. It's like a person's hand, spreading it out means a palm, and when combined, it's a fist."
Chapter completed!