Even if Ba Changqing was not effective, he smelled something wrong. He reached out to grab the phone tremblingly. The knife flashed and a dagger was inserted beside the phone, which scared Ba Changqing and his hand was retracted. The translator coldly took out the gun and pushed it on the back of Ba Changqing's head. Before the sheriff's photo had done anything, Wu Dabangzi stretched his hand to his waist, but as soon as he moved, Zhongzuo and Shaozuo made two guns in his hands and pushed them.

"Ding! Ding!" The phone shouted happily, Ba Changqing, Sheriff Tu, Wu Dabangzi's face turned pale, and the ringtones were yelling, just like the death sound of the King of Hell.

"Take a few deep breaths to stabilize your emotions," the translator's voice was cold, with a hint of murderous aura. The master next to him spoke: "I said to Mr. Fan, let him run two steps, panting."

The policeman trembled all over, his stomach suddenly became soft, and he almost shrank under the table. Wu Dabangzi was fine, but he still held on, but he didn't dare to move around anymore. The phone rang for so long and no one answered, which meant that he was outside. If Ba Changqing's tone was too stable, it would have a flaw. So Fan Chunshen forced Ba Changqing to run there and ran a few laps before he asked him to come and answer the phone: "Hey, hey, where?"

"Oh, hello, Wang, why do you think of our place? Oh, just now, I was outside, Wang, what's the matter? Oh, don't worry, you have a hundred thoughts. There are some coals. We lack everything except coal, so there is too much coal and water. It's just filled up at noon. Oh, Wu Dabangzi, I saw him and Tulaonian drinking at noon, yes, yes."

After putting down the phone, Ba Changqing breathed a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then said to Zhongzuo: "Taijun, no, sir, boss," the translator laughed: "Ba Webmaster, don't be nervous, I'll introduce you, and I'll introduce you to both of you. We are not Japanese devils, we are special forces under the North China War Zone, and we will do something with you today."

"It's Changqing who dared not say much at all. Sheriff Tu is still weak all over. Wu Dabangzi is a soldier, and he has a little masculinity and is the first to come back to his senses.

"I wonder what the sir is going to do? How to deal with us?"

Song Yunfei was calm and calm. He did not answer Wu Dabangzi. He first asked: "Whose phone call was just now, what's the matter?"

"Sir, it is the phone number of the translator of the King of the Gendarmerie. He mainly reminded me that the special Kanto Army train sent from Harbin will stop here in two hours, so that we can prepare coal and water." Ba Changqing was very honest and did not dare to hide anything.

"Did the gendarmerie come in such a special train in the past?" Song Yunfei asked. This was a bit strange. If you have time to call, why don't you have time to come?

Ba Changqing was confused and Wu Dabangzi interrupted at this time: "The main force of the military police team has been transferred to Shanhaiguan. There are only more than fifty military police teams in the city now, and even if there are only seven or eight hundred national soldiers, they usually do not come from the mountains."

Song Yunfei nodded. Wu Dabangzi and Sheriff Tu were 80% sure that this ** was coming to this special train. Lian Xiaosen smiled and said, "It's time, seven or eight hundred people, even if all of them are coming, it's not enough to get stuck in the teeth. Two hours, wait for another two hours. Hello, you guys, don't cause trouble. We'll leave after finishing our work. What should you do?"

Wu Dabangzi smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that you were patting your butt and leaving. I don’t know what the train is pretending, so he made ** run thousands of miles to this poor mountain valley. The military police called again, indicating that the train is important. If you lose such an important train, you will leave. Isn’t the Japanese angry that we are going to be angry with us? I’m afraid that even more than a hundred people will not survive.

Wu Dabangzi was thinking about it. As soon as the matter was finished, he would pull his brothers up the mountain. Now he could only be used as a beard. Fortunately, the ** is about to be called, and then I will find a way to join the **.

But Wu Dabangzi didn't expect that Ba Changqing was even more anxious than him: "Sir, when will we fight? This Japanese devil has been harming us for more than ten years, and we have been waiting for it for more than ten years."

Fan Chunshen smiled coldly: "Mom, a bunch of cowards, you don't know how to fight the Japanese with guns, you just know how to be a soft boy, and you don't even have some urine, which will embarrass us Northeastern men."

Ba Changqing's face turned red, he lowered his head with shame, and the Sheriff Tu smiled flatteringly: "Yes, yes, fuck the Japanese with a gun."

"I am also an old Northeast Army. At the 8th day of September 198, my brothers wanted to fight with the Japanese, but the commander refused to let the fight. What can we do?" Wu Dabangzi retorted unconvincedly.

"Ma Zhanshan, Gong Changhai, Feng Zhanhai, aren't they still fighting the Japanese?" Fan Chunshen is now extremely imposing. He led his troops to join the Volunteers, fought several bloody battles with the Japanese, and finally retreated to Rehe. But today, he came back and fought back with hundreds of thousands of teams of Zhongzhao. When he thought of this, he was mixed with emotion.

"Ma Labazi! Japanese devils, I'm back! I'm back!" Fan Chunshen wanted to roar at the world and at the white mountains and black waters that he had missed for more than ten years!

Song Yunfei knew Fan Chunshen’s mood very well. In fact, there were many Northeast soldiers in the special forces. These officers and soldiers were survivors of the Seven Years War. This time, these officers and soldiers were the most active.

Lian Xiaosen smiled heartlessly, walked to Sheriff Tu and Wu Dabangzi, reached out to take their guns, and then turned around and said, "Di Zheng Fan, you always brag about it. Whatever you did in the Northeast back then seemed so famous, I wanted to worship you. Your Little White Dragon's banner was launched. Look, people didn't respond at all." Fan Chunshen's strong and powerful jidàng was hit by the head of the head of the head of the xiong. Song Yunfei shook his head, and Fan Chunshen laughed and scolded: "I'm in southern Liaoning. If you don't believe me, go to southern Liaoning to inquire. Fan Chunshen, who doesn't say that he is a man! I was counterattacked by Brother Deng, and I was shot by the Japanese here, and I was almost taken away by the King of Hell."

Fan Chunshen pointed to the left rib, looking a little sad. In that battle, he had more than 2,000 brothers, and only more than 300 people were left after the war. It was also after this battle that he and Deng Tiemei broke up. At that time, there were more than 200,000 volunteer soldiers in Liaoning, who fought desperately with the Japanese with primitive weapons. The whole country was sung by the "March of the Volunteers" for the Liaoning Volunteers.

"Raising in the enemy's artillery fire!"

"Raising in the enemy's artillery fire!"

The 700,000 volunteers in the entire Northeast were killed, without food, clothing, and ammunition, and fought with their flesh and blood with their powerful enemies, eight ten, one after another, without hesitation. Countless outstanding children of Northeast China were beaten to death, frozen to death, and starved to death. They supported the unyielding backbone of the Chinese nation with their lives.

"Oh, stop making trouble, come and have a look." Song Yunfei immediately called out when they saw that they were about to linger. Lian Xiaosen was very honest when he was by Zhuang Jihua. After arriving in the special forces, the liveliness of Tianxing was revealed and he dared to speak up in any occasion. Fan Chunshen was also a very big man. He initially looked down on returnees like Lian Xiaosen, and often asked him to brag about his glorious history. Lian Xiaosen was not willing to be outdone and bullied these local bullies with his experience overseas. As long as the two of them started to play, they would not be finished within half an hour.

If you have to rely on Fan Chunshen's temper, you have to fist, but you can't practice Xiaosen. His identity is too special. Zhuang Jihua's "nephew" and Song Yunfei's junior nephew, the key is that his hands are still very hard, and he is not bad at shooting fists and feet, and Fan Chunshen may not be able to deal with him.

Fan Chunshen and Lian Xiaosen surrounded him, and Song Yunfei said bit by the map: "There are still two hours left. According to convention, for such an important train, there must be patrol cars in front of them, and there is no need to know whether there is a protective armored car behind them. You see, Merrill's blocking line is here, and Shi Shaoxian's blocking line is on Niangniang slope. We are inside, so once it starts, it must end within an hour."

"Don't worry, head," Lian Xiaosen never called Uncle Division when discussing the combat plan, but called it according to the army's custom: "I will take a team to the opposite side, and hand over the armored car to me, so that it will not cause trouble for us."

"Okay, let's leave it to you, Xiaobailong, you take two teams to the opposite side," Song Yunfei's god was full of murderous aura. After twenty years of battlefield fighting, what happened in the war rarely made him move, but when he remembered the information, he couldn't control himself: "Don't let anyone go, I tell you, no matter whether it is a man, a woman, or an old man, as long as it is on this train, he is an executioner."

Fan Chunshen nodded solemnly. Song Yunfei told him the information, and even his beard was scared. Song Yunfei looked up at Sheriff Tu and Wu Dabangzi.

"Are you still Chinese?"

"Yes, yes, if you have something to do, please give me instructions." Wu Dabangzi said that there was a clear intention to surrender. He had thought it through just now that the Japanese were in a state of turmoil. Instead of following the Japanese, it would be better to surrender. If they didn't want to, they could also take their brothers up the mountain to get married.

"You gather the officers above the squad leader and above to come here." Song Yunfei said. Wu Dabangzi was shocked and looked at Song Yunfei at a loss, not knowing what he was going to do.

Song Yunfei didn't speak, but stared at him with a sharp look. Lian Xiaosen looked at him with a smile. Fan Chunshen looked contemptuous. Wu Dabangzi gritted his teeth and turned his heart horizontally. Anyway, the meat was on the chopping board, and it was as per the other person's wishes.

After Lian Xiaosen went out, Xiao Jianbiao, who was rushing outside, made a look. Xiao Jianbiao understood that things were about to shake open, and immediately issued a secret code. All the team members began to move slowly and occupy the favorable terrain.

Wu Dabangzi didn't dare to play tricks, so he quickly called the officers above the squad leader to the stationmaster's office to gather together. Sixteen people lined up in four rows, and the consultant Kusama was also called, and he stood in front of the team.

Song Yunfei called Cao Jian in front of him and looked him up and down. Cao Jian for no reason. Cao Jian didn't know what he was going to do. Lian Xiaosen suddenly reached out to hold Cao Jian's neck from behind, twisted it hard, and heard a light click, then let go of Cao Jian, and Cao Jian fell softly to the ground.

The National Army officer who had just gathered together was immediately in an uproar. Everyone reached out to pull out their guns. Wu Dabangzi hurriedly shouted: "Everything is fucking! Everyone is stopping! Stop!"

Several black muzzles reached out from the window, and two machine guns pointed at the room. The officers became even more uneasy, but they didn't dare to move around, but just looked around. "Don't panic, everyone," Song Yunfei's voice was loud, and he reached down to press the false. The officers looked at the Japanese officer in surprise and spoke Chinese: "We must re-recognize me, the captain of the special forces of the North China War Zone, Major General Song Yunfei.

We are not Japanese military police, we are special forces in the North China War Zone, and we are here to carry out a special mission."

"I believe you have noticed that we have controlled the entire Lagu," Song Yunfei said with confidence: "This war is coming to an end. The Japanese rabbit's rabbit tail is no longer long. You have become a puppet army. Now you have a chance to atone for your sins. Do you dare to fight with Japanese soldiers?!"

In addition to Wu Dabangzi, other officers were still shocked, their minds were mostly in chaos, and they didn't know what to do. Fan Chunshen sneered and scolded loudly: "Mom, a bunch of cowards! We beat roe deer and scooped fish in the Northeast stick. How can we raise you cowards! It's not the man! Damn it! Just watch the Japanese ruin our wives and children!"

"Don't be dissatisfied, let me introduce you to this. This is Colonel Fan Chunshen, the deputy captain of the special forces," Lian Xiaosen restrained the naughty, calmly and seriously said: "After the 18th century, Colonel Fan led his troops to join the Volunteer Army, fought with the Japanese in Liaoning for several bloody battles, and survived several deaths, but he did not bow to the Japanese. The Northeast fell for thirteen years, and he worked with the Japanese for thirteen years, from Rehe to Nanjing, from Nanjing to Myanmar, and from Myanmar to Northeast China. This is the man. Northeast China man, you are really cowards compared to him."

"Brothers," Wu Dabangzi stood up and said in a deep voice: "Are we still Chinese?"

"Yes! Big Brother!"

"Since you are a Chinese, how dare you kill the Japanese?!"

"Brother, don't say it!" A sergeant rushed out and said loudly: "I came to join the army and wanted to find an opportunity to kill the Japanese. Ma Labazi. My uncle and the others in the village were all killed by the Japanese. I joined the army and wanted to kill the Japanese!"

"So too!" Another sergeant squeezed over: "My sister was ruined by the Japanese! She was only fifteen years old! It hurts when I think of me! Mom, I want to take revenge!"

The accusation of the two non-commissioned officers immediately ignited the anger indoors, and several officers came out to accuse them. The Japanese owed a lot of blood debts during the occupation of the Northeast, and most of the officers present had relatives or friends who died at the hands of the Japanese.

"Company Commander, let's listen to you. You can do whatever you say!" A second lieutenant stood up and said loudly.

"Okay, let's listen to the commander and kill the Japanese!" Wu Dabangzi waved his hand and shouted loudly, then turned to face Song Yunfei: "Sir, take us to kill the Japanese!"

Song Yunfei nodded and was satisfied with this situation: "Company Commander Wu, you gather the troops and deploy them across the platform and be under the command of Colonel Fan."

After dealing with Wu Dabangzi's troops, Sheriff Tu also came to report that the police crested police were willing to revolt anyway. Song Yunfei left the group of police crested police in the station, and then sent a signal to let the troops outside the station come in. The entire station concentrated more than 400 special forces and was waiting for the train of Unit 731.@.
Chapter completed!