Yu Ling stared at the bodyguards who were patrolling back and forth around the western-style building, and muttered to himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Leshan, has the situation over there been clarified?"

Yu Ling is not worried about these people in front of him, even if he is a master, more than twenty people will become a sieve under the fire of more than a hundred people, and now what he has to worry about is the city defense of Chongqing Mansion.

"Don't worry, miss, there are only about one hundred and twenty of them, and most of them don't have guns."

"Okay." Yu Ling replied and turned around, following the example of some leaders in movies and making a pre-war speech. "Brethren!! It's this Japanese who wants to rob the boss of my business, I won't talk about those big truths, the salary I give is twice the salary of the official army, and the brothers can't find this kind of job except here, so I will send this Japanese back to the West tonight, and I want him to know that the strong dragon does not suppress the snake, and after this fight, the salary will be doubled this month. ”

Looking around, no one spoke.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, do you see the dozens of people in front of the door, according to the previous plan, the bullets are loaded and ready to attack."

Click-click-click-, after a business of pulling the bolt, the muzzles of more than 180 black holes were aimed at the figures of the small western-style building.

"Fire."

Papapa~, crisp and loud gunshots rang out, and the bodyguards in various places around the small western-style building fell under this round of shooting, and about ten of them fell, these bodyguards were indeed well-trained, and they began to find cover to fight back as soon as their companions were attacked.

"Damn, all the bullets I gave you this month were in vain, and it took more than 180 shots to kill ten people."

Yu Ling hid behind the wall, angrily scolded these guys who couldn't shoot accurately after a month of shooting, the bullets of the pistol hit the stones on the other side of the wall and constantly shattered and splashed, and Yu Ling only then felt how terrifying this kind of thing was.

"Fight back, more than 100 people fight more than 10, what are you afraid of."

Seeing that his subordinates were just looking for cover and not fighting back, Yu Ling couldn't help but be angry.

However, even so, the victory or defeat has been decided, after several rounds of firefights, the enemy outside the small western-style building was basically cleared, tonight gave Yu Ling a profound lesson, she has always felt very good about the troops fighting at the same level as scum, sure enough, it is still in accordance with the basic law, it should be according to the time of professional training, first train for ten months and then pull it out to fight.

"The magazine is full, put on the bayonet, rush in."

However, after one night, Yu Ling liked the feeling of giving orders, and giving orders to real troops was much more fun than commanding cold cards in the game.

The indoor battle took about fifteen minutes, and due to safety issues, Yu Ling couldn't see the indoor battle, and now, the most important thing was the Japanese who grabbed the business.

After the battle, the Japanese family was also controlled, and there was naturally no danger in the house, and Yu Ling was finally allowed to enter the small western-style building, and then, it was time for a happy robbery.

"Yo, you're the Japanese who wants to steal Miss Ben's business?"

Looking at the young and middle-aged Japanese man who was pointed at by his own soldier's bayonet, he couldn't tell the difference between thirty and forty anyway, Yu Ling asked very lightly.

"The gun is good, Browning M1900, but there is no Browning M1903, what are you going to do with my obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Well, looking at the famous gun in his hand, Yu Ling's obsessive-compulsive disorder was committed, but now is the time to be serious, and Yu Ling still did not continue to be sick.

"What, that big iron cabinet, the one with a knob on it, carry it for me, it's very heavy, find eight people to carry it, put it on the carriage that brought it and carry it away."

Sure enough, as Yu Ling expected, the Japanese businessman who came to the ramp for the first time could not have any secret room, and the most likely thing was a safe, so Yu Ling had people prepare a carriage early, or rather... I prepared it because I was tired.

The Japanese merchant was already so angry that he felt like he was about to swallow the rain spirit, and just as he was about to say something, the rain spirit interrupted him.

"I know what you're trying to say, your Imperial Japanese government will get justice for you, right? Don't worry, they won't know, dead people won't tell them anything, just take more than 20 bodyguards and dare to break into Chinese mainland, I really admire your courage, even if you are in a hurry to make money, you have to talk about the Basic Law. Go on the road with peace of mind, your daughter, and I'll take good care of you. 死ね! ”

With the sound of gunfire in the Browning M1900, the middle-aged businessman, who was about to make a big splash in China, closed his eyes forever with his ambitions.

"This recoil, really... Both hands were numb, but they died all at once, and many of the condemned prisoners still needed to be refilled. ”

In order to avoid fractures in the recoil grip as much as possible, Yu Ling adopted a two-handed gun position that could best bear the recoil, but sure enough, this recoil was insignificant for a soldier, and it was not something that a four- or five-year-old child could bear.

"What? Want to avenge your father? (Japanese)

Behind the businessman, his daughter desperately tried to break free from the control of the two security guards, but due to the physical disparity between the two sides, she was still pressed in place, "Well~, let her go, treat girls, especially beautiful girls, can't be so rough, if it hurts, I will be very distressed." ”

With a gun in hand, Yu Ling didn't believe that this ten-year-old girl could do anything to herself, so she directly asked her subordinates to let her go.

As soon as the girl was released, she threw herself on her father's body and cried very sadly.

"Why (doxide), why (doxide), father (tousan)..... Didn't you say that you would always protect Kanako?,Why,Why?,Just ignore Kanako......" (Japanese scum.,I won't indicate the romanization later)

Yu Ling's mood is very complicated now, on the one hand, for her own interests, and maybe part of the hatred of Japan in later generations, she killed this girl's father, if someone asked her any time before, would she feel guilty about killing a modern Japanese, her answer was absolutely, no...

[But, now, seeing this girl in front of her father's corpse, why, there is such an irritating emotion in my heart? 】

"It may not be appropriate for me to say this, but your father is dead, please let the deceased rest in peace, your father probably does not want to see you like this, and, from now on, you are my slave."

After saying this, Yu Ling silently left the room, until she was about to leave the small western-style building, she stopped.

"Put that girl in another room in my room."

Her voice became very low, and Tsukiyama, who was waiting outside the door, felt that something was wrong.

"What's wrong? Miss? ”

"It's nothing, vomit~ speed up the disposal of these corpses, and then go back, you also go to help, don't follow me."

shook off Leshan's hand that wanted to help her, and walked back to the carriage alone.