Unlimited capital system of warlords of the Republic of China

Han Xiyuan did not immediately open the two gold boxes stored in the system warehouse, but went into the tunnel, bought enough rice for 2000 people to feed for half a month, and then ordered the soldiers to carry all the rice out.

The soldiers guarding Sixin Bank have not eaten for several days.

Afterwards, Han Xiyuan walked into the temporary headquarters on the fourth floor. Seeing Han Xiyuan walking in, Xu Yitian handed Han Xiyuan a pack of cigarettes.

It's the sandalwood brand, which is also Han Xiyuan's favorite, and Han Xiyuan is not polite.

He took out one and shook it twice in his hand.

"Brother Chenyuan, this time you mixed up the Sixth Brigade to delay the retreat of our National Defense 88th Division. In addition, it is up to you to join us in defending the Sixin Bank."

Xu Yitian did not have the habit of smoking.

"Brother Bo Yue, if you have any requirements, just ask, my battalion of soldiers will obey your arrangements."

Han Xiyuan let out a foul breath. In terms of military rank, Han Xiyuan is naturally lower than Xu Yitian.

In addition, Xu Yitian knows better than Han Xiyuan that the high-level executives insist on adhering to the instructions of the Four New Banks.

"Brother Chen Yuan, you and I are dead brothers, and I will not hide anything from you, Brother Chen Yuan. My department was ordered to hold on to Sixin Bank for the United Nations General Assembly to be held in Rutnaxi tomorrow."

Xu Yitian briefly introduced to Han Xiyuan the purpose of sticking to Sixin Bank.

This is Jiang Zhiqing, the emperor of the Republic of China, in order to win the sympathy of the major empires in the western continent, especially the sympathy of the Sixin Bank and the Pufa people on the shore.

I hope that through this, the major western empires can realize that the Demon City has not yet fallen, and hope that the major empires will come forward to force Fusang to withdraw from the Demon City.

Hearing Han Xiyuan here, he sighed helplessly.

"Brother Boyue, my great country did not expect to be reduced to such an extent, it has to be thought-provoking!"

"That's right! The 80 soldiers faced the 30 soldiers of the Fusang Army, and they were retreating steadily. Even within three months, the entire army was wiped out."

Xu Yitian stood by the window and looked at the Franco-Prussian Concession on the other side of the river. There were only a few people from the Republic of China who visited here occasionally. Other people still lived as usual. They never realized this war. related.

"However, we will not admit defeat. Brother Bo Yue, if you have any instructions from your superiors, you can just mention them! I, Han Yuanchen, came to Shanghai, and I have no plan to go back alive."

As Han Xiyuan said, he stepped forward and patted Xu Yitian's shoulder, and stood beside Xu Yitian.

"Today I discovered that the members of the newspaper office in the Franco-Prussian Concession opposite are observing us with telescopes. Even if my predictions are correct. In the war tomorrow, there may be an observation team. These reporters will take pictures and record this scene. Therefore, I think Flag raising will be held tomorrow."

As Xu Yitian said, he took out a flag of the Republic of China from the box.

"Brother Bo Yue, if this is the case, the Fusang Army may attack us desperately."

Raising the flag was bound to be a provocation during this period. Even the Fusang Army disregarded the French-Prussian people in the French-Prussian Concession and dispatched fighter jets to attack Sixin Bank.

"Brother Chen Yuan, I, Xu Boyue, am also determined to take on this heavy burden with the determination to die, and so are my subordinates downstairs. Therefore, I hope that Brother Chen Yuan and your subordinates can hold their ground, and the people on the top of the building will be able to hold their positions. The flag ceremony will be performed by me and my subordinates."

Xu Yitian is going to block the most difficult position.

"Brother Bo Yue, my subordinates and I are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. But, can I ask you Xu Boyue on behalf of my dead subordinates, will we get the western world with these efforts? The sympathy of the major empires on the mainland?"

Xu Yitian was taken aback by Han Xiyuan's question.

"Brother Bo Yue doesn't have an answer, does he? Brother Bo Yo, look at the scenery outside the window. Compared with the scene here, it's like the difference between heaven and hell."

Han Xiyuan's eyes turned to the Imperial Hotel, where the lights were brightly lit, while Sixin Bank was pitch-black to hide the firepower.

"Before I have been thinking about why we should persevere. Only now do I understand that all the efforts we have made are not for the sympathy of the major empires in the Western Continent. Everything we do is for a better future ...no future generations want to suffer from a war-torn future."

At this moment, Han Xiyuan really wanted to show his high respect to Xu Yitian as a descendant.

He originally thought that those predecessors who followed suit had a firm belief in their hearts, but now it seems that even if the future is dark, they still move forward.

The purpose of moving forward is to make the future no longer dark, but bright.

"Brother Chenyuan, I haven't seen you in just four years. You have changed a lot."

Han Xiyuan's words made Xu Yitian's heart tremble, and he had a sudden realization.

"Brother Bo Yue, I support you to raise the flag tomorrow, so that the group of sons of bitches Fusang Army, their ancestors, will disdain them. Also let the compatriots on the other side of the river know that the magic city has not yet fallen, and the magic city And we're still here."

As Han Xiyuan said, he looked at Xu Yitian, the determination in his eyes made Xu Yitian smile happily.

"Brother Boyue, I hope you will grant me a request. Leave the flag-raising ceremony tomorrow to us."

As soon as Han Xiyuan opened his mouth, Xu Yitian was about to refuse, but Han Xiyuan shook his head.

He thinks that his junior fighters are very dull in all aspects except combat, or Han Xiyuan thinks they are just war machines.

But people like Xu Yitian were different, Han Xiyuan really didn't want these soldiers to die.

"Brother Bo Yue, leave some more seeds for the elite army of the Republic of China."

Han Xiyuan's intention is very clear, hoping that Xu Yitian can preserve his strength.

When Xu Yitian heard Han Xiyuan's words, he couldn't help being a little surprised, because he had also received an order, as long as he stood firm for two more days.

After the joint meeting is over, they can retreat to the French-Prussian Concession.

As for this news, Xu Yitian never mentioned it to Han Xiyuan.

"Brother Chenyuan, you really make me a little bit confused about you."

Xu Yitian felt that the Han Xiyuan in front of him was a little different, but four years was enough to change a person.

"Tuan Zuo, someone from the French-Prussian Concession jumped into the river and swam over."

After receiving this news, Xu Yitian thought that something happened in the French-Prussian Concession, so he walked down immediately, but found that it was some students.

These young students also wanted to take up their guns and fight.

"Go back! Our generation still has to bear the burden."

Han Xiyuan looked at the three students in front of him, and spoke first. He then called out to a few soldiers, and called over the eight fourteen or fifteen-year-old youths in his battalion.

"Brother Bo Yue, if you have the opportunity, send these young people to the Prussian Concession!"

Xu Yitian saw what Han Xiyuan meant. Han Xiyuan didn't want these young people to die here.

"General, you are soldiers who defend our country, and we can also be soldiers who defend our country."

One of the youths opened his mouth somewhat unconvinced.

Han Xiyuan directly threw an official rifle.

"Come here, press the captive up."

Han Xiyuan asked the soldiers to press up the captured Fusang soldiers and tie them to the pillars, and then called up all the deserters gathered by the 88nd Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the 2th Division of the National Defense.

"As long as you can pull the trigger and shoot the Fusang people opposite, I can let you stay, and the same goes for the two of you."

"You have escaped from the battlefield, and you have reached the point of no return. Raise the guns in your hands and shoot at the enemy in front of you. If not, you will die."

As Han Xiyuan said, he pointed to the group of deserters.

At this moment, Xu Yitian also left slowly. He had just received a news that someone had indeed come from the French-Prussian Concession.

However, after a long silence, the three students present and the eighteen deserters were not ready to do anything.

"We defend our territory with guns, and I hope you will fight with pens to defend our territory. Go back, your sacrifice here is our country's loss."

Han Xiyuan ordered the soldiers to take back the regular rifles in the hands of the three young students, and the three young soldiers were a little reluctant.

"General, thank you for your instruction."

One of the young students made a crappy military posture towards Han Xiyuan. Han Xiyuan looked at the three young students and waved his hands, telling the three of them and the other eight young people in his own battalion to follow Xu Yitian's arrangement.

"Shoot! I order you to shoot!"

As soon as the 11 people left, Han Xiyuan raised his rifle and pressed it against the head of a deserter. The deserter was trembling and his legs were trembling.

"what!!!"

The deserter raised his arms and shot at the pillar in front of him, and the subsequent deserters fired one after another under Han Xiyuan's urging.

After appeasing the group of deserters, Han Xiyuan hurried back to his temporary headquarters, and he was about to open two golden treasure chests.

After all, the flag-raising ceremony will be held tomorrow.