Check in from the bright sword

So the communication with the British is in charge of Wang Yan.

An elderly British officer said: "As a noble gentleman..."

"Put away your boring nonsense." Wang Yan disliked the arrogance of Westerners from the bottom of their bones. A group of cowards who were beaten to the ground by the Japanese and called daddy, what qualifications do they have to talk about nobility?

What's more, as early as 2000 years ago, China had eliminated the real nobles.

Such decadent and backward things as nobility do not exist in China, and the Chinese people do not need nobility.

Wang Yan interrupted the British officer bluntly, and said: "Hand over your roster, weapons and equipment, and all supplies. In exchange, we can guarantee your safety, and even..."

Speaking of this, Wang Yan deliberately paused, and did not continue immediately.

The British officer was keenly aware of it, and asked anxiously, "Even what?"

"Even let you go." Wang Yan said in a deep voice, "but there is a premise."

"Premise?" the British officer whispered, "I don't know what kind of premise?"

"Conceal everything that happened at the airport." Wang Yan also lowered his voice, "You have never disarmed, nor have we been surrendered. You broke the blockade and broke out."

The British officer obviously couldn't understand the logic of the East, and stood there in a daze.

Wang Yan could only speak more bluntly, and said: "In this way, your honor can be preserved, and we can also get a lot of personal property. Don't you tell me that there is no property in the airport?"

"Yes, yes, there are a lot of property." The British officer finally came to his senses, and quickly took off the gold watch on his wrist, took out the gold pen in his pocket, and handed it to Wang Yan. Then he said, "There are a lot of property in the airport warehouse that can't be transferred in time, and these properties belong to you."

"Gude." Wang Yan said with satisfaction, "Leave the weapons, equipment and property, and you and your people can leave. We guarantee your safety."

After a pause, Wang Yan continued: "However, we only guarantee the safety near the airport. If we leave the airport and encounter other troops, we will not be responsible."

"Of course, of course." The British officer nodded repeatedly.

The British army went back excitedly, ready to pack their bags and leave.

Only then did Wang Yan smile and say to Long Wenwen: "Teacher, the negotiation is over, you will soon be able to obtain all the supplies stored in the airport and all the weapons of the airport defenders, including two 45-inch Vickers cannons. "

"Very good." Long Wenwen gave his thumbs up again, "You are very good, Commander Lin."

But Wang Yan sighed softly, and said again: "Tuan Zuo, how long do you think we can stay at the airport?"

Long Wenwen showed a rare seriousness on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Defend until the main force of the Zhunei United Team turns around and return, and defend until the expeditionary force establishes river defense on the east bank of the Nu River."

"Otherwise, once the Japanese army crosses the natural barrier of the Nujiang River, they will be able to rush to Kunming in one go."

"Even rushing to Chengdu in one breath, then China will perish, and we will really become subjugated slaves."

Wang Yan shook his head and asked again: "Tuan Zuo, what I'm asking is how long can we stay at the airport? Now we have no shortage of weapons and equipment, and there are two bases of ammunition, which is enough to fight a medium-scale defensive battle. "

"There are even two howitzers, one anti-aircraft gun, and one Type [-] light tank."

"But the problem is that the fighting spirit of these more than 1000 cannon fodder is really worrying. For example, Meng Fan is very serious. I seriously doubt that as long as the main force of the Takeuchi United team appears in their field of vision, they will collapse in an instant."

"They have lost so many battles that they have lost the ability to win."

"To make matters worse, they also lost the desire to win and took defeat for granted."

"Anything, once done too much, becomes a habit, or even a belief, and defeating a battle has almost become the belief of these cannon fodder."

"They feel that cannon fodder like them deserves to lose."

Long Wenwen said: "Commander Lin, habits can be changed, and beliefs can be rebuilt. Instead of talking here, it's better to do something, even dig a foxhole!"

After finishing speaking, Long Wenwen went back and kicked cannon fodder one by one.

While kicking the cannon fodder buttocks, he scolded: "Still stunned and stunned, pretending to be uncles? You can't repair fortifications? You can't dig foxholes? A hole dug down is a foxhole. Put the skirmishers The pits are connected to form trenches.”

"Get started, get started! Mom!" Long Wenwen seemed to never tire.

Huashu Pavilion

Chapter 21

Long Wenwen kicked the buttocks of the cannon fodder one by one, while asking: "Who can fuck? Who can fuck?"

After kicking more than 100 cannon fodders, finally a burly cannon fodder stood up with his hands raised, and said in a low voice, "I can shoot."

"You know how to fire a cannon?" Long Wenwen stopped and asked, "What kind of cannon have you ever fired?"

"AK37 anti-aircraft gun." The burly cannon fodder said, "I am the main gunner."

Long Wenwen immediately yelled at Bula next to him, "Take a few people to push that anti-aircraft gun over."

"Bastard bastard, why do you want me to push?" Bu La collapsed on the ground and didn't want to move.

"You bastard, do you want to go? Do you want to go?" Long Wenwen kicked the non-spicy ass one by one.

"Is it okay if I go?" Bula hurriedly got up.

After a while, Bula took the two cannon fodder and pushed the AK37 anti-aircraft gun seized from the Japanese army over.

Long Wenwen pointed to the anti-aircraft gun and said to the burly cannon fodder, "Let me see if I shoot it."

Cannon fodder said: "Where to hit?"

It happened that about a squadron of Japanese troops arrived and were preparing to launch an attack at the foot of the mountain.

Long Wenwen pointed to the shadowy devil at the foot of the mountain and said, "That's it, beat the devil."

The burly cannon fodder took over the control of the AK anti-aircraft gun, drove into the iron rod, and locked the firing angle through the barrel of the gun.

Mi Long said disdainfully: "I've seen other people shoot cannons, but they didn't aim like this at all, there is no such thing."

"That's how you aim." The burly cannon fodder said in a low voice, and he had already aimed while speaking, and said to Long Wenwen, "It's already aimed, just put the shells in and you can shoot."

Long Wenwen said: "Then fire a cannonball."

"No shells." The burly cannon fodder said, "I didn't see any shells."

"Where are the shells?" Long Wenwen turned his head and asked Bu Lai, "Where did the shells go?"

"Damn bastard, I didn't see any shells." Bula said blankly.

"Brother Bula, the shells are here, here." Doubing's voice sounded.

When I looked back, I saw Doubing walking over with a wooden crate.

The burly cannon fodder carried the wooden crate with one hand, and then, without using a crowbar, he held the edge of the wooden crate with both hands, and with a forceful push, he opened the crate.