The War of Resistance Against Japan: Special Operations Battalion Traverses Shanghai and Slaughters

Upon hearing Long Fei's order, the team members standing at the door rushed forward, grabbed Huang Xingnong and Gong Xikui, and carried them outside.

Huang Xingnong struggled violently, his fear mixed with anger, and cursed at Long Fei.

"Who the hell are you? I'm the police chief of Chuxian County appointed by the Nationalist government. What gives you the right to execute me like this? What capital crime did I commit?"

Gong Xikui also turned his head and shouted: "I participated in the Xinhai Revolution and made contributions to the revolution of the National Government. What right do you have to shoot me? You are simply lawless and disregard human life."

Yan Xijiu's face was also ashen, and he said angrily.

"Do you know what you're doing? Don't tell me you're not a member of the National Revolutionary Army. Even if you were, even if you were a general, you have no right to punish officials of our local government."

Long Fei ignored them, sat there took out a cigarette, lit it, and then waved it lightly at his teammates.

Xie Qiang immediately led his team and dragged the two out of the private room without hesitation.

Huang Xingnong and Gong Xikui were dumbfounded. The aura of death made their legs go weak, and they even began to lose control of their bladders.

From the private room on the second floor all the way to the main entrance of the restaurant, there were urine stains everywhere.

A moment later, the people in the private room heard two gunshots, and everyone shuddered.

These people looked ashen-faced, staring at each other, no one daring to speak.

Even Yan Xijiu kept his mouth shut, afraid that his words would offend Long Fei and lead to his execution.

Two or three minutes later, Xie Qiang ran upstairs and returned to the private room.

However, this time Xie Qiang was carrying two letters, which he placed directly in front of Long Fei after entering the private room.

"Commander, this was found on these two traitors."

Long Fei opened the letter, glanced at it, and then threw it in front of Yan Xijiu.

“County Chief Yan, take a look for yourself. This is the reason I executed them.”

Although Yan Xijiu was afraid of death, he was at least patriotic. He would run away, but he never thought of surrendering to the Japanese and becoming a traitor.

Therefore, after Yan Xijiu finished reading the two letters, he immediately became so angry that he started cursing.

"Damn it, good kill! These two traitors deserve to die. The Japanese haven't even arrived yet, and they've already agreed to defect to them. They're determined to be traitors."

After hearing this, the others present began to pick up the letter that Yan Xijiu had slammed on the table and started to read it.

After everyone had finished reading it, they all lowered their heads and remained silent. At this moment, Long Fei broke the silence and spoke.

“County Magistrate Yan, I do not object to your decision to lead the government departments to retreat ahead of schedule, after all, the National Government has no intention of holding Chuzhou County.”

"However, if you disregard the safety of the people in the county and only care about your own escape, then I will absolutely not allow it."

Yan Xijiu finally realized his mistake and made a solemn promise to Long Fei.

"I will issue a notice to all the people in the county first thing tomorrow morning, asking everyone to immediately move to other places."

Long Fei finally smiled and nodded.

“That’s right, that’s what a good official in Chuzhou should be like, but that’s not enough.”

"What? That's not enough? What else do you want me to do?"

Long Fei deliberately picked up the pistol and played with it, then said.

"The order is immediately rescinded. Any unit, whether or not it is a Central Army unit, may enter Chuxian County."

"Furthermore, with so many Nationalist troops inside and outside the county town, as well as so many disaster victims and ordinary people, County Chief Yan should not open the granaries to distribute food, cook porridge, and steam buns so that everyone can eat their fill and continue their journey."

"Do you really intend to leave all the food and supplies in the county to the Japanese devils?"

"No, no, no, how could I do that? Okay, I'll go arrange it now."

Long Fei did not stop Yan Xijiu from leaving.

The local tyrants and gentry present were already feeling extremely uneasy. Seeing Yan Xijiu leave, they all stood up, intending to take their leave as well.

Long Fei's expression darkened again, and he asked in a cold voice.

"Did I let you go?"

As soon as Long Fei said this, everyone obediently sat down.

One of the landlords, surnamed Wang, mustered his courage and asked after sitting down.

"I wonder if there is anything else you need, sir?"

Long Fei glanced at everyone and then spoke.

"You people have been in Chuxian for so many years, you must have made a lot of money by exploiting the people."

Seeing that Long Fei's tone was off, none of them dared to respond.

"Alright, all of you here, go back tonight and scrape together 300,000 silver dollars, and take it to the Drunken Pavilion first thing tomorrow morning."

"You must distribute the money yourselves. Each soldier and civilian will receive five silver dollars. You may not leave Chuxian until the money is distributed."

"what……"

The local tyrants and bullies present were dumbfounded.

Although it wouldn't be difficult for so many families to raise 300,000 silver dollars, Long Fei insisted that they distribute it personally and not leave until it was all distributed.

They couldn't wait to leave Chuxian County overnight and run away, but Long Fei's words made it impossible for them to escape even if they wanted to.

"What do you mean, you disagree?" Long Fei asked angrily.

Thinking back to how Long Fei had casually shot the police chief and the richest man in Chuzhou in the street, I realized that he had just been laughing and joking.

None of these local tyrants and bullies wanted to repeat the mistakes of these two men; after all, no one wanted to die.

“Agreed, we didn’t say we disagreed. We’ll go back and raise the money right away.”

Just as the group of local tyrants and bullies stood up to leave, Long Fei gave Xie Qiang an order.

"Send people to keep an eye on them. If they dare to disobey, kill them on the spot."

Upon hearing this, the group of people trembled with fear, their faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly made assurances.

"We dare not, we dare not. We promise to deliver the money to Zuiweng Pavilion first thing tomorrow morning."

Long Fei walked out of the restaurant and saw the bodies of Huang Xingnong and Gong Xikui lying on the street. He said to Xie Qiang.

"Hang their bodies on the south gate to warn the Chinese people that being a traitor is a dead end, and also to let the Japanese know that the lackeys they chose have been killed."

"In addition, send people to ransack the homes of these two traitors, leaving only a little money for their families to live on, and take everything else."

Xie Qiang acted quickly, dividing the company into several teams, each working separately.

So, a little over an hour later, everything that Long Fei had asked him to do was done perfectly.

Seeing that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, Long Fei hurriedly asked Xie Qiang to contact Sun Haitao to inquire about the location of the troops who had arrived in Chuxian County earlier.

Sun Haitao had already located these troops and immediately telegraphed back to explain their specific locations.

When Chen Yiding, Zhu Ci, and the others learned that Long Fei was about to arrive, they all ran outside the camp to greet him.

After Long Fei arrived, he exchanged brief greetings and immediately convened a meeting with everyone that very night.

For Long Fei now, there are several important things to be done, including the reorganization of the First Unit.

Second, should we head directly to Shanxi next?

Of course, Long Fei already had a plan for these two matters, and the purpose of the meeting was to reach a final decision.

On the conference table, Long Fei spread out a map and placed a military flag that had been custom-made in Nanjing on it.