ps: Please give me a monthly ticket and kill the little Japanese!

Leng Feng fell asleep and sat on the chair like this. He was so tired. From the beginning of the battle between Guanghua Gate City Wall, he has not closed his eyes for at least three days and three nights. △

"Staff General Wu?" A light footsteps sounded at the door.

Wu Xiaoyun gestured a few times, and Xiaoxia could understand some sign language, and nodded: "Sir Leng is inside, just fell asleep."

"I'll go in and take a look?" Wu Xiaoyun expressed his understanding and gently pushed open the door.

Leng Feng sat alone on the chair, his head lowered slightly, making regular snoring sounds, and Wu Xiaoyun's eyes became gentle and necessary.

She stared at the man, the first man who walked into his heart, had an indescribable feeling brewing in her heart.

She thought of the scenes of her getting along with him, especially the scene of her fleeing in panic not long ago.

Did he see it?

Suddenly I saw Leng Fengzhi wearing a coat. It was such a cold day, and sleeping like this would cause a cold. Nowadays, anyone can fall down, but Leng Feng cannot!

He is now the soul of this team. Without him, this team could not go on.

On the sofa, Wu Xiaoyun saw a military blanket. She walked over with her hands and feet, picked up the blanket and walked over.

Gently covered the blanket on Leng Feng's body.

Although he was sleeping soundly, his years of combat experience have already made Leng Feng's body react instinctively. When someone approached his body, he would immediately fight back!

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that he usually wakes him up first, instead of approaching him quietly. At the least, he beats him up, and at the worst, it is hard to say.

As soon as the blanket covered Leng Feng's body, his body reacted instinctively. Before his eyes were opened, his hands had moved!

Wu Xiaoyun didn't expect Leng Feng to react so much. He grabbed his wrist and his body was suddenly moved forward.

Wu Xiaoyun was so shocked that she almost cried out. Although she couldn't make a sound, Leng Feng had already controlled her hands and feet and turned over and pressed her under her.

His eyes opened and he came face to face with him.

It's you!

The two of them had a very ambiguous posture and were almost completely attached to each other. Leng Feng was surprised and quickly let go of Wu Xiaoyun's hands. His body returned to his position like a spring. He stood up straight with his waist and took three steps backwards in a row.

"I'm sorry, Staff Wu. I don't know if you came in, I thought it was... I was an instinctive reaction, don't get me wrong..." This was the first time Leng Feng encountered such a thing, so he really didn't know how to say it when explaining it.

Wu Xiaoyun blushed and stood up quickly, quickly smoothing the corners of her clothes. Her breath was slightly disordered. It was obvious that she was fumigated by the strong masculine aura of Leng Feng.

But this feeling seemed to be something she had never experienced in twenty-four years, and her heartbeat was at least seven points faster than usual.

Is this what the book says about the heartbeat like a deer bumping around?

"Feng..."

Leng Feng was shocked. Didn’t Wu Xiaoyun only say the word “Leng”? Why is the word “Feng” coming out now?

Could it be that Wu Xiaoyun's language function has begun to be restored?

As soon as the word "feng" was released, Wu Xiaoyun was also surprised. She herself didn't know why such a word suddenly appeared.

"Leng Feng!"

Leng Feng was stunned for a moment, then he was so happy that he wanted to laugh out loud. Wu Xiaoyun was able to call out his name in full. What a good start.

"Wu Xiaoyun, your language function has begun to recover, it's great."

Wu Xiaoyun was also very excited, but after holding it in for a long time, her cheeks turned red, and she could only say the word "Leng Feng".

As for the others, I still can't say it for the time being.

"Don't worry, take your time, sooner or later, you will recover completely." Leng Feng comforted, the good start is half the success.

Leng Feng was very confident in Wu Xiaoyun's language function to restore her language function. The shadow of her childhood made her silent, and in the end she temporarily lost the ability to speak, but this was only temporary. Her vocal cords did not degenerate. As long as she found an opportunity to recover, there would naturally be no problem.

Now she can speak and make a sound, no matter what she says, it is a good start.

Hearing Leng Feng's encouragement, Wu Xiaoyun slowly calmed down his emotions, but there seemed to be a hint of color in his bright eyes.

A hint of hope for the future.

This was something Leng Feng had not seen before. The cold Wu Xiaoyun, who was icy like an iceberg, seemed to begin to melt.

"By the way, I have something to do to contact you. Have you contacted the General Office?" Leng Feng asked.

Wu Xiaoyun shook her head. Even if the headquarters broke through, she was afraid that she would be rushing around at this moment.

"Forget it, the radio station will be silent for the time being." Leng Feng shook his head. Now, no one cares about anyone. Let's wait and see.

This is a retreat and breakthrough that is even more chaotic than the Songhu retreat. If the troops cannot contact them, that is normal.

"By the way, I have a clear message here. Before we leave the Army Prison tomorrow, you can arrange to send it to me." Leng Feng grabbed a manuscript on the table and handed it to Wu Xiaoyun.

This is a copy of "A Letter to the Military and Civilians of Nanjing" that he wrote for a long time. The full text is not much, only more than a thousand words.

The War of Resistance is mainly about the future and hope. We call on Nanjing soldiers and civilians to rise up and fight against the Japanese army. Don’t be left alone. Freedom and dignity are never given to you by others, but are fought for by yourself. The invaders will not give you freedom and dignity!

They only think about enslavement and plunder!

Also, there is news that the captain of the corps of the Atsuga regiment of the 9th Division of the Japanese Army was captured by Colonel Thomas Hiroshi, which is also the most important and inspiring news.

Send a clear message to let people all over China and even the world know it.

The signature of this letter is: Yasha!

Leng Feng didn't want to show off, but Yasha and the others would soon know that, because next, Yasha would hate the bloody revenge in Nanjing.

This is the purpose of Leng Feng staying in Nanjing City.

He hopes to use his own strength to stop the Japanese from massacre for the next six weeks, but it is not possible to be preached and dissuaded, and the Japanese will not listen!

Then there is only steel knife against steel knife, blood against blood!

“Is there a mimeograph in the prison?”

Wu Xiaoyun thought for a moment. It seemed that she had seen it somewhere. So she nodded, but gestured for a while and said, "It's true, there is, but I don't know if it can be used."

"Xiao Xia, go and find that Meng Zhisen!"

Xiao Xia agreed and ran to call someone.

After a while, Meng Zhisen, who was sleepy, was taken to the warden's office.

“Does the prison have mimeographers and ink?”

"Yes. It seems to be in the information room, but I have only seen this thing before, so I don't know how to use it." Meng Zhisen nodded.

"You don't need to teach this. Go and get me the mimeographer and ink, and paper, at least three to five thousand."

"Yes, Chief Leng."

"Old Shen, look at it. This is a letter I wrote to the military and civilians in Nanjing. I plan to use a mimeographer to print it for him and then distribute it. What do you think?"

"Okay, Chief Leng, you wrote so well. Isn't this news about capturing the Japanese colonel on it?" Shen Zhiming said.

"I wrote this letter to both the military and civilians in Nanjing, and also to the Japanese. Once the people in Nanjing organized spontaneously, the Japanese would not dare to act rashly. How many troops do they have and how many of us have?" Leng Feng explained, "As for this last one, it is to give the Japanese a warning, don't do anything, otherwise we will not guarantee the safety of the prisoners."

"Are you threatening the Japanese?"

"Of course, however, a colonel is not going to make the Japanese obedient, so in the end it depends on ourselves, and whether our people can awaken and rise up to resist the invaders." Leng Feng was a little worried.

On one hand are unarmed people and captives, and on the other hand are Japanese invaders armed to the teeth, the power is too disparity.

This crazy army has no way to control it unless there is a force that can resist him and suppress him.

But judging from the current situation, I'm afraid no one can do it, and the Japanese army itself can do this.

But the Japanese generals themselves could not hold back, and they killed more people than their soldiers.

It would be better to expect their conscience to discover that the steel knife in their hands was sharp enough and cut off their heads in the future to pay tribute to the dead souls!

"Captain Leng is right. We must be self-reliant in order to drive away the Japanese." Shen Zhiming echoed excitedly.

"You can use mimeographers, right?"

"Yes, yes, we have the best printing workers and plate making workers." Shen Zhiming said.

“Can you help me design a logo?”

“Sign?”

"Yes, the logo, the logo of our Yasha Camp, a symbol, the label of Yasha Camp." Leng Feng said.

"Oh, I understand, okay, I don't know what Chief Leng has to ask?" Shen Zhiming understood that this logo was similar to the hat badge and armband.

"Since we are called Yasha Camp, we will use Yasha as the symbol. Lao Shen, have you ever seen Yasha?" Leng Feng asked.

"How can I see this mythical character?"

"Just take the mythical Yasha as the prototype, don't be too complicated, just show the anger and evil of Yasha." Leng Feng said, "and then print it to me in the blank space below the signature."

"Okay, this is no problem. The plate making master will be able to draw it for you soon." Shen Zhiming agreed immediately.

"Please, I will print at least 3,000 copies of them tomorrow before morning!" Leng Feng solemnly made a request.

"Don't worry, Chief Leng, please ensure that the task is completed!" Shen Zhiming said with great enthusiasm. This is a meaningful thing and worth doing.

"There is less than three hours before dawn. Staff Wu, go and rest." Leng Feng looked at his watch and said.
To be continued...