Anti-Japanese starts with a bright sword

Song Lingyun couldn't help but swear, and let out a breath of foul air, I'm going to tear you to pieces later, you bastards.

These children are too defensive about themselves, pressing every step of the way may not be a good thing, and then he stepped back carefully, Song Lingyun whispered: "Please don't back down, wait until I finish talking, I'm here to save you Yes, don't be afraid."

"I won't hurt you, we are here to fight the little devil."

"We are the Eighth Route Army. Not little devils."

Saying this sentence, it feels so weird, it seems that he is a weird person, Song Lingyun curled his lips, and put this weird thought behind him.

"I'm just pretending to be a Japanese soldier. My real purpose is to come to rescue you."

Although Song Lingyun explained again and again, the young man opposite still didn't respond.

Staring at him with distracted eyes, Song Lingyun only felt a pain in his heart.

They were all children of 78, [-], and even children of eleven, two, and three. Song Lingyun's nose suddenly felt a little sour seeing him being so cautious.

Accompanied by bitterness, there is also great anger.

I will kill these little devils later, and I will never spare them lightly!

"You are a good guy."

It's not a question, it's an affirmative sentence.

Song Lingyun's frustrated expression slowly recovered.

Someone actually believed him, and the person who looked up and saw walking slowly was the little devil who had stared at him before.

Li Fei was very sure: "You are not a bad person."

He explained to the children around him: "Don't be afraid of him, he is not a bad person."

"Listen, his Chinese is more fluent than ours, there is no way he is a bad guy."

"If you still don't believe me, just see if he has a whip in his hand. Since he came here, he hasn't beaten us at all until now. So he is not a bad person."

Li Fei looked at Song Lingyun with some guilt, the hostility in his immature eyes had been replaced by kindness.

This man is not a bad person.

It is impossible for the bad guys to be so patient.

Before, he was the one who wronged this man.

Song Lingyun saw the weak little boy with a smile on his lips, "Thank you, brat."

He said again very solemnly: "I am indeed not a little devil, we are the Eighth Route Army."

This time, with the help of the little ghost, Song Lingyun's words had a lot of deterrent force.

The deflated expression eased a lot, and finally the group of brats accepted him.

The soldiers of Rocket Company, Xu Shouwen and others on the side suppressed their smiles when they saw this scene.

When did they dominate the situation and let the little devil take a detour, the company commander unexpectedly encountered a strong enemy.

It was still a group of children, which made them laugh a little.

The cool heart got a short-term comfort.

Song Lingyun's face darkened instantly, and he said quietly, "Xu Shouwen."

Xu Shouwen quickly stopped his smile and resumed his seriousness: "Company Commander, please speak up."

"Order one team to keep the enemy's line of sight, and the rest of the team is ready, we are about to evacuate."

Song Lingyun did some calculations, and they still had four hours to use.

From one to four in the morning, this is the time when it is most likely to get sleepy. Even if their defense is particularly strict, it is much easier than before, and it is more convenient to evacuate.

Xu Shouwen quickly replied:

"Okay, Captain."

"Our people have already prepared outside. A small part of the barbed wire has been destroyed, but we can climb over the wall."

"Ah."

Several Japanese soldiers around were patrolling around, and happened to come here, and the two separated briefly.

Staring carefully around, after the Japanese army left, Song Lingyun gestured to Xu Shouwen.

After Xu Shouwen received the signal, he began to send a team of men to guard both sides of the trench.

Immediately afterwards, Song Lingyun took the opportunity to scold him a few times: "Your Excellency Xiaohe has disappeared, we need to find His Excellency Xiaohe."

……

Morita on the side woke up with a start when he heard a cry.

"Bagaya Road!"

"Mr. Xiaohe, unexpectedly disappeared?"

"You, come here." Morita waved at Song Lingyun who was not far away.

Seeing Morita Ichiko not far away, Song Lingyun ran over and then reported, "Your Excellency."

"You just said that Mr. Xiaohe is gone, what do you mean at this time?"

"Your Excellency, Mr. Xiao He suddenly disappeared."

"Baga, Lu!" Morita cursed angrily. Xiaohe is a captain, so it's no small matter that he disappeared.

Seeing Morita's gloomy expression, Song Lingyun suggested: "Your Excellency, how about this, I will lead people to search around here."

"Baga, Lu, if you search, who will guard this group of slaves?"

For now, the fortifications must be completed.

But Mr. Xiaohe didn't see it, it was also a big event.

Morita Yimu was a little bit tangled, if he didn't know that it was okay at this time, but if he knew and didn't send someone to look for it, then the captain of the alliance would definitely not let him off lightly.

"Your Excellency, it's better than this. I sent this group of slaves to follow us in search.

If there are more people, it will be more efficient. Maybe you can find His Excellency Xiaohe within an hour. "

"After you find Your Excellency Xiaohe, it won't be too late to let them build the bunker."

Morita sized up Song Lingyun with a sharp gaze, and inspected Song Lingyun from top to bottom.

This kid's proposal is very good, but what if you find out that this group of slaves are lazy and blame them.

Morita Yimu snorted a few times, and didn't say he refused, but he never indicated that he would accept his suggestion.

This guy named Ichime Morita is very vigilant.

Song Lingyun secretly slandered, his lowered eyelids glinted deeply, and he smiled and complimented him with a smile on his face: "Your Excellency, it is early morning, and many patrolling troops have already entered the rest stage."

"Only Mr. Morita, you have been sticking to your post and never rested."

"Your Excellency Shanjing Feihai said that there will be an enemy raid today. An excellent soldier like Morita should get more rest before he can lead the troops to fight in all directions and destroy the enemy."

"Your Excellency should not be buried with such a talented command ability."

"You should recharge your batteries so that you can deal with the enemy's surprise attack."

Chapter 319 See Through

Chapter 3 Nineteen

Anyone can't help but become a little humbled in the face of an unconscious compliment.

Morita Yimu was completely pleased by these words, and he looked at Song Lingyun even more appreciatively.

Unexpectedly, this kid has discovered this point that you have been ignoring.

I have to say that he was very surprised and relieved that someone could finally discover his talent.

Unlike His Excellency Shanjing Feihai, who buried himself and let himself monitor this group of useless waste.

"You're right."

Morita Yimu nodded slowly in response, "Then you will lead a group of slaves to search for it. If there is no result, you must return within an hour."

"Hi!"

Morita looked happy, returned to his chair, and closed his eyes: "Hurry up. I will see your shadows in an hour."

"Hi!"

After returning, Song Lingyun said to the remaining Japanese soldiers: "Your Excellency Morita Ichimoku has already agreed to let me lead this group of slaves to inspect and check for the traces of Mr. Xiaohe."

Seeing Song Lingyun chatting with Morita Yimu, the Japanese soldiers acquiesced to the matter and did not stop it.

At this moment, Song Lingyun raised his eyebrows at Xu Shouwen, and Xu Shouwen reprimanded the young people below knowingly.

"Hurry up and follow."

The whip was waving in the air, and every time it hit the trench, it sent a cloud of dust.

"Otherwise, this braid will fall on you."

Xu Shouwen repeated it repeatedly, waiting for a group of young people to gather, and they began to move towards the east corner.

Proceeding to the east corner, Song Lingyun and others led the group of young people to patrol around the vast wasteland.

"Quick, everyone stand in order, be careful, everyone can go out."

"Don't panic, everyone, keep your voice down, don't recruit the little devil."

"..."

A group of soldiers began to evacuate in an orderly manner, and transported them away from the wall.

There were a lot of people, some of them could climb over the wall, and jumped out of the wall by themselves, most of the rest were physically weak and couldn't do it by themselves...

An hour later, all the young people were evacuated outside Chenguan Village.

After arriving outside Chenguan Village, soldiers from the second battalion greeted them, and then took them to the temporary command location.

……

An hour later.

Morita opened his eyes in a daze, he was woken up by his subordinates.

"My lord, our slave is missing."

Morita opened his eyes and was a little confused, he replied casually, "Didn't you go to find Mr. Xiaohe?"

"Why did it suddenly disappear?"

The implication is that there is no fuss about the order he issued himself.

Morita Ichiko's tone was slightly rough, and he was very angry when his subordinate woke him up.

The subordinate at the side muttered to himself, "Didn't you call me to wake you up in an hour?"

Morita Ichimoku continued to close his eyes and fell asleep.

But after a while, he suddenly woke up and realized that something might be wrong.

Looking at the empty trenches and bunkers.

Morita Yimu was a little bit broken, and almost jumped:

"Baga! Are they still not back?"

"Report Your Excellency, I have not seen any trace of them."

"Baga, Lu! Go and search around, if you can't find them, not only me, but your heads will also be destroyed."

"Hi...Hi Yi."

When the little devil heard that his head was about to be removed, he was very frightened.

Morita looked at the empty trenches, and couldn't hide the tension in his heart, "Baga, there must be something wrong with that person!"

"I just hope that your Excellency, don't know about this matter. If I know, then I'm going to be finished."

Morita Ichimoku muttered to himself.

……