There will be some time to ride the wind and waves.

Hanging the clouds and sailing across the sea.

On the surface of the river, a giant ship roared and rushed forward regardless of the feeling of the waves. Circles of ripples spread out into the distance.

Oh ~

Oh ~

Xiang Dingtian stood at the stern of the boat and let out a shocking howl. He was given a punch by Shi Baoguo beside him, and scolded him with a dead face: "Wolf howls, there is Youdu City in front, be careful to summon the ghosts."

The rest of them laughed at the corners of their mouths, and held the railings with their hands and let the sea breeze blow, whine ~

The wolf howling was really good, and he couldn't help but shout.

Xiang Dingtian said with contemptuous face: "You don't know that the team leader has a nickname: Bai Wuchang, why would he bother him? He was afraid of a ball!"

"Tsk," Shi Baoguo's thief head looked at the distance and whispered: "Xiang Dingtian, your eight little wives didn't bring one of your eight wives along the way to relieve boredom, and stayed at home and wasted idly."

"Slander!" Xiang Dingtian said in a daze: "I miss my elegant and elegant style. How can the woman who likes me be with me like the sands of the Ganges River be with me? Destroy my Dharma body. This rumor is really bad. I will punish you when I achieve the right result..." Everyone's contemptuous expression made him blush and couldn't continue talking like a monkey's butt.

"Ahem," Xiang Dingtian raised his head and looked towards the vast river, and said solemnly: "This trip, I must recruit all the beauties in the world for my use. You just need to serve me well. Maybe I will give you one or two happy rewards. Let's kneel down."

Oh ~

Shi Baoguo put his foot on his butt and began to chase and fight, adding a stream of fireworks to the quiet river surface.

Boat bow.

The four of them were blowing the sea breeze, and their clothes were whistling, but they were in high spirits. Tang Meili was very excited, with her long hair waving in the air, and she grabbed the man's palm and pointed at her fingers and screamed from time to time. The harmonious picture scroll would always be destroyed by people who were ignorant.

Gina Changdao had a cold face, glaring at her fiancé Gang Village traced the origin, and glaring at Chu Wenhao's dog thief.

"Chu Wenhao! Don't be too proud. When I arrive in Wuhan, I will tell Uncle Gangcun to kill you!"

"Hahaha... there are always vulgar people in the beautiful scenery of Liangchen," Chu Wenhao smiled and stared at Gina, "I really want to try whether the Japanese dare to kill me, but I'm here to play, so I'm not going to do it. You don't care about the face of your uncle, but you should also consider the face of Youngji Kamura. The most important thing is that you have to figure out whether the base camp wants to kill me, because the cost is very high."

"You!" Gina pointed at him and didn't know what to do, and said, "It's all you, the empire's shame. I want to terminate the engagement with you. You are not worthy of being an imperial soldier!"

Gangcun Shuyuan lowered his head, his cheeks were red, and his fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body was trembling. Gina scolded him very much and was not worthy of being an imperial soldier.

Chu Wenhao rarely explained to him, "Gina, you have to figure out a problem. If Gangcun had not maintained you, you would have paid a heavy price even if you didn't die. You still have the intention to stand here and scold him, and if you really don't want to live, you will jump down..."

"Shut up!" Gangcun Shuyuan glared at Chu Wenhao angrily, and looked at Gina and said, "I don't deserve to be an imperial soldier, let alone be your husband. When I return to Wuhan, I will let my uncle make arrangements and terminate the engagement."

"You--" Gina bit her red lips and didn't know what to do. She liked Gangcun very much, but he betrayed the empire. But how could she blame the man who was determined to protect her? They were all the dog thief Chu Wenhao, and they were all the ones he killed!

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo-

"Look, Baidi City!"

Leave the White Emperor among the colorful clouds...

The light boat has passed thousands of mountains.

......

On April 3, 1939, Hankou Wharf.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the giant ship slowly landed. Chu Wenhao stood on the deck and glanced, and the boats were connected to each other at the end. Thousands of sails competed over hundreds of boats to describe the scene at this moment, which was more prosperous than Chaotianmen Wharf.

The thoroughfare of nine provinces is not a saying, all kinds of materials entered Wuhan in turn, and the scene was spectacular.

The Kuomintang has been here for many years, and has drawn the three places of Wuchang on the south bank of the Yangtze River, Hankou on the north bank, and Hanyang on the north bank, and the three places are now occupied and managed by the Japanese.

From a distance, I saw a group of Japanese soldiers standing in the front row, with the leader wearing light yellow military uniforms, military boots, and sabers standing in their hands.

Dozens of traitors separated from each other on both sides of their backs held a small sun flag, lined up to welcome them, and three people stood in front of the line wearing Japanese hats and suits.

Hundreds of people around him lowered their heads and did not dare to speak out. They occasionally whispered, "Who are the Japanese welcome?"

"Shh--" The lobbyist glared at him, "If you want to die, don't pull us, the Imperial Army is naturally a key figure. Didn't you see that the leader is the Zhongzuo officer?"

"Who are the two Japanese?"

"Shh——Shuh," the man glanced carefully, "That was He Peirong, the president of the Public Security Council. He was very awesome. Unexpectedly, he also came to pick up the station, and a big man might come."

There were military commanders from the crowd to pick up the station, the operation section chief Qu Bolin and Zhuo Youwei from the second department. He was here to pick up the thirty military commanders. Chu Wenhao, the patrol team leader, also wanted to pick up, but he was very resistant.

Seeing that the boat was about to dock, I whispered to the team members around me, "Be low-key, transfer the people away, and meet up at the designated place. Whoever has any problems wants him to look good!"

The team members nodded and glanced at the crowd that began to get off the boat. The team members could not wear Zhongshan outfits, and they were all dressed up as ordinary tourists and merchants and mixed in the crowd. However, there were obvious secret codes, the three captains wore red, yellow and blue top hats. As long as the captain was found, the rest of the team members would move closer and leave, and the military commanders came to pick up the station held three-color flags in their hands, and they would follow them after seeing them. The details would not be too eye-catching.

There were many people who got off the boat, and they were afraid to see the fully armed Japanese. They lowered their heads and ran to the sides quickly.

The family of four, with large bags and heavy luggage, a seven-year-old girl wearing a coarse cloth clothes, helped her parents walk on one side with a bag. Her beautiful eyes were full of fear, and she grabbed her father's backpack and looked blankly at the Japanese officer in the front line.

When I passed by, the bag was too heavy and my little arm couldn't lift it. I staggered and tripped myself to the ground, just lying in front of the Japanese.

The dirty little hand accidentally touched his military boots, and then he heard a angrily scolding: "Baga!"

Yukio Hatoyama raised his leather boots and stepped on the little girl fiercely. If this kick goes down, there will be no life.

"Taijun, please spare me!" The father had already reacted when his daughter fell down, and hurriedly put down the things in his hand, trying to pull his daughter up.

Seeing the raised soles of feet, I was holding my whole body on the girl and didn't dare to touch the Japanese military boots.

Click!

This kick was 200 pounds, and the working people had the strength but were trampled to death, almost pressing their daughter.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the sweat dripped down his body trembled all over. He was so harsh that he felt the pain behind him. The Japanese officer's boots had steel rings so that he could hear the sound when he walked. This kick was equivalent to hitting his body with an iron stick.

"Taijun, please spare me...Taijun, please spare me..." The father hurriedly pulled up his daughter who was grinning and was about to cry, blocked her with his arms, but he knelt in front of Yukio Hatoyama and kowtowed, shouting: "Taijun, please spare me..."

"Baga!"

Yukio Hatoyama was unmoved at all. He pulled out the samurai sword fiercely, clenched his white gloves with both hands, and cut across the man's head.

laugh--

Blood spurted out a meter, and the people around him were so scared that they screamed and fled. No one dared to care. Most of them just lowered their heads and thought they didn't see it.

The Japanese killed people and set fire every day, and they were used to it. It was not that they were indifferent, they did not dare to stand up and let them go rampant.

Some people looked up at the Japanese with resentful eyes, but they wanted to hide very quickly. There were military spies and Communists inside, so they could only watch the massacre of the Chinese people.

"Wow..." The little girl saw her father's eyes open and blood rolling around her neck, and she was so scared that she collapsed and cried loudly, "Dad...Dad..." Her tender and white little hands pulled her father, but she had no reaction.

"The head of the family!" The woman screamed shrillly and threw herself in front of her husband, tears dripping down her face, "The head of the family... The head of the family, you wake up..." Jiujiu could only answer.

The woman looked at Yukio Hatoyama with red eyes and scolded fiercely: "Dog Japanese! You must die a good death!"

"Baga!"

Hatoyama held a blood-filled saber, raised it over his head and slashed it down.

Click...

The woman fell to the ground with a fierce look in her mouth, "You...you...you must die..." she fell to the ground with a bang.

"Mom...Mom, Dad..." The eight-year-old boy cried loudly, kneeling in front of him and shouting at his parents.

"Hahaha..." Yukio Hatoyama was excited to laugh at the sky after killing him, looking at the two crying children, and raised the butcher's knife again...

On the deck...

Everyone who saw everything was angry, his face turned pale, and his heart was filled with anger. This is the situation of the people in the occupied areas without dignity! There is no mercy! Life is like flowers and flowers picking up the morning and evening, withering at any time, slaughtering at any time, slaughtering like animals!!

It also reminds everyone that this is not Chongqing or a warm harbor, and there is an army to protect the safety of the people. This is an occupied area, a place without dignity! There is only humiliation, timidity and fear.

This is the gate of hell, and what you see is only the tip of the iceberg. The secluded is not in Chongqing, but blooms on every land in China, with injustice dancing and flooding the ghost town!

"What are you going to do!" Gangmeng Shuoyuan saw Chu Wenhao taking out his pistol and pointing it at Yukio Hatoyama and shouting anxiously!

Bang!

He shot Yukio Hatoyama who was about to kill the little girl with a knife.

Dang--

He didn't hit anyone, but just interrupted the sword in his hand from the middle to stop him from continuing to commit crimes!

"Baga!"

Yukio Hatoyama was startled, and the soldiers around him quickly surrounded him in the middle, raised their guns to the deck, waiting for orders.

A dozen traitors behind him quickly approached and held the turtle box to guard the left and right. He Peirong's face was stunned: "Protect Satoshi Hatoyama and beat the two children to death!"

"yes!"

When the traitor heard the order, he pointed the gun at the frightened child and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang!

Two young lives quickly withered, their bodies were covered with gun holes, and blood flowed out and blended with their parents' blood.

Chu Wenhao's face turned pale on the deck. He knew that he was too excited. He was in a hurry to save the two of them, but he didn't know that this place was no longer Chongqing.

He did not shoot again and looked at Gangcun and Gina coldly, "I can't torture you too much. If you dare to bargain with me in the future, I will use your blood to pay tribute to my deceased nation!"

Gangcun Shuyuan looked at Gina, but although she didn't agree, she didn't say anything. In their eyes, the Chinese people were like pigs and dogs, and they would kill them!

......
To be continued...