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The coffee stove was constantly steaming, and a bitter smell diluted the stench of corpses in the air, which was shocking.

Wu Xiaoyun was making coffee, his movements were very elegant, and he seemed to have received professional training, which ordinary people couldn't do.

"Why did you come back, those people don't have you to watch, I'm not at ease!" Leng Feng pushed the door and was a little surprised when he saw Wu Xiaoyun.

"Cold." Wu Xiaoyun showed a hint of joy and pointed to the coffee that had been brewed.

"You're making coffee, where did this stuff come from?"

Wu Xiaoyun gestured and said that the coffee pot was brought back by himself from the Inspirational Club, and the coffee beans were found in the materials sent by Qiao Guoliang.

Leng Feng smiled bitterly, it must be Qiao Guoliang.

Qiao Guoliang came with a cart of things, a lot of food, use, and some contraband, how did these things come about, Leng Feng was not interested in asking.

Qiao Guoliang only said that this Qiu Qingquan specially transferred it to him from the warehouse, which was regarded as a reward for his victory.

The city is now so chaotic, there are routs and chaotic soldiers everywhere, and the garrison commander's headquarters has also withdrawn to Jiangbei, and now the troops left in the city are either tasked with blocking and breaking through, or are crowded on the riverside of the Xiaguan wharf.

The teaching corps was also in chaos, and the troops of the Purple Mountain outside the city could not be contacted, and they were all in chaos.

Leng Feng knew that Qiu Qingquan was still insisting, and he did not retreat with Gui Yongqing. But at this moment. There is no point in insisting anymore.

Leng Feng knew that he couldn't do without it. can only ask Qiao Guoliang to take the word and ask Qiu Qingquan to evacuate Nanjing immediately, as for whether Qiu Qingquan can listen to him, it is difficult to say.

At least, Qiu Qingquan did not die in Nanjing City in history, and I believe that some people can avoid this bloody massacre.

The only regret is that they failed to catch the Japanese spies lurking in the headquarters headquarters.

The existence of this guy may bring much harm to the teaching team in the future. With such a withdrawal, I am afraid that the evidence we have now will be gone.

Leng Feng hadn't slept for two days and one night, his eyes were bloodshot, but he was in good spirits and kept his energy vigorous.

Wu Xiaoyun handed the brewed coffee to Leng Feng.

"Thank you!" Of course, Leng Feng has to appreciate it, and people come back from afar to make coffee for themselves, and this friendship is touching.

Wu Xiaoyun's cheeks were slightly red, and a pair of smart bright eyes blinked. That means asking Leng Feng if he wants to add sugar?

Leng Feng shook his head, this kind of innocent coffee beans taste the best when they are freshly ground. In later generations, only the top wealthy nobles can enjoy it, and it is still priceless.

The bitter taste suddenly filled the mouth, and the spirit immediately cleared up a lot, and this cup can be at least half a day.

"You drink too?" Leng Feng also poured a cup for Wu Xiaoyun and handed it over.

In the interweaving of blood and fire, there is a rare trace of warmth.

Look at each other and smile, everything is silent.

The Inspirational Society has been controlled by the Yaksha Action Group, but a unit claiming to be the 36th Division Engineer Battalion is carrying gasoline and is about to set fire to the Inspirational Society, but is stopped by Wu Xiaoyun.

Wu Xiaoyun didn't embarrass them, confiscated their weapons, and then let them go, but the weapons and equipment and gasoline were left.

There was also a jeep as well as a truck.

Wu Xiaoyun came in a jeep, otherwise, it would be very physically exhausting to run back and forth.

"You mean, taking advantage of the chaos in the city, collect some vehicles, cars, motorcycles, and the like?" Leng Feng looked at Wu Xiaoyun's gesture and understood her thoughts.

Wu Xiaoyun nodded.

"Good idea, we can't walk on just two legs, I'll transfer the transport platoon to you, you can take people to collect discarded cars and trucks now, try to choose a better one, don't be greedy, how much gasoline do we have?"

Wu Xiaoyun opened his right hand and shook it at Leng Feng.

"Five hundred gallons?"

Wu Xiaoyun shook his head.

"Five thousand?"

This time, Wu Xiaoyun nodded.

Five thousand gallons of gasoline, that's a lot, enough for a long time, and that's exciting news.

In the early morning, the Japanese army attacked again, this time the cold front could not stop it, and after a little resistance, he ordered to retreat, giving up the dilapidated walled position to the Japanese army.

At about five o'clock in the morning, the news of the Japanese army breaking through the Zhonghua Gate came, and a regiment of the 51st Division, which was responsible for blocking the Japanese army, retreated.

The entire position on the Southern Front was shaken.

The Japanese did not know that the Guanghua Gate was empty, and when they rushed up as if screaming, they were surprised to find that the elite Chinese defenders who had stubbornly resisted were no longer on their positions!

It's like punching the air and being tricked, and the Japanese soldiers feel that their hearts are suddenly filled with the emotions of being ridiculed.

Behind them, several Japanese troops, led by tanks and chariots, rushed up to the city walls, raising their rifles in their hands and shouting "Long live the Emperor" and "Long live the Great Japanese Empire" as if they were crazy!

At 6 o'clock, the sun rises.

Yoshizumi Ryosuke, the commander of the Ninth Division, came to Guanghua Gate in an armored car, and surrounded by a group of generals, climbed the ruined Guanghua Gate Tower!

With a wave of his hand, he let the reporters accompanying the army take pictures of this ambitious scene.

According to the order of the front army, after the city was broken, each division sent a wing to enter the city of Nanjing to sweep and divide the area of their own sweep.

But this order has long been ineffective, the red-eyed Japanese army didn't care about it at all, rushed into the city, and began to kill people unscrupulously, ** and rob!

Leng Feng really wanted to plant explosives under the city wall position, and wanted to give the Japanese army a huge surprise, but considering the safety of Luo Yufeng and others in the tunnel, coupled with the previous lessons of the Japanese army, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to succeed.

Because it was too late in time, this idea had to be abandoned. But. He laid a large number of mines in the fortified positions and in the vacant houses nearby. True and false, false and true.

And this became the beginning of the nightmare of the 9th Division.

In the cold wind of dawn, Leng Feng convened a pre-war military meeting.

"From this point on, we will live in darkness, and I want you to remember that no one should bring danger to the Yakshas, and it is strictly forbidden to act alone. All actions must be approved by me, understand? "Leng Feng set up a temporary command center in a private house near the Wuchao Gate, summoned the officers at the level of platoon commander below, and announced several disciplines!

"Our battle will be brutal, but we must do it so that the Japanese invaders can understand that our resistance will not stop, and we Chinese cannot be humiliated, and want to invade us and enslave us." There will be a price to pay in blood! ”

"First, the fighting was fought in small groups. Don't fight hard with the Japanese army, mainly to kill and injure the other side, it doesn't matter if you are killed or wounded, before the battle, you must pre-reconnoitre, calculate the way out, second, not half an hour to return to the building, the time, the place is determined by your platoon, later, I will demarcate a combat area, not only to meet each other, but also to maintain a certain distance, third, the Japanese army will definitely do some inhumane things, I hope you all have to be psychologically prepared, don't be emotional, this is not our cold-blooded, even if you spare your life, You can't save them, only they can save them! Leng Feng took a deep breath and said.

The last point, he reminded him emphatically, I am afraid that these people are desperate to save the people, then there is no point in this team staying.

Don't blame Leng Feng for being cold-blooded, this is also a helpless thing, if the people rise up to resist, the Japanese army wants to occupy Nanjing, and do his dream of a thousand years.

If you don't resist, you can only be slaughtered like livestock, so there must be something hateful about poor people, and this is very reasonable.

"I know that many of you are Nanjing natives here, and you still have relatives here, but I still hope that you can do it without being emotional, because not only will it not save your relatives, but it will also put your name in it, and it will also threaten the safety of the Yaksha!" Leng Feng solemnly reminded.

Human nature has weaknesses, and Leng Feng knows that if they want to be completely indifferent, they can't do it, but he hopes that his reminder can help.

"Sir, I'm from Nanjing, and my parents live in the city, if I see this, I can't do it!" Xue Jie, the leader of the third platoon, said.

"Old Xue, although the boss is cold-blooded, he is also thinking about our entire team, which is also something that will only happen under extreme circumstances." Cheng Gang said that the first battalion had the most people left, and it was naturally impossible for him, the deputy battalion commander, to be absent, and he also served as a platoon commander.

"Lao Xue, everyone knows that you are from Nanjing, and many of us in the team are from Nanjing, but we are first and foremost soldiers, and we have to obey orders, and Chief Leng's order is right."

"But, but I really can't do it, in case something really happens to my parents, I really don't know what to do?" Xue Jie, the leader of the third platoon, grabbed his hat and said angrily.

"Xue Jie, I'm just reminding you, it's not that you have to do anything, I want you to first understand what we want to do, what is big, and how to choose, in fact, as long as it is possible, I have no objection." Leng Feng said slowly.

"The boss is right, we have to depend on the situation."

"That's right, that's how it should be!"

Leng Feng knew that it was not possible for them to accept such a cruel order for a while, and they would not understand this truth until they themselves suffered a loss.

"Now I'm going to tell you about the tactics of street fighting, we are a combat unit composed of three to four people, each team, an observer, a sniper, and a fire support, and a commander, the observer is also the commander, so that the squad has three to four combat teams, this is like a human hand, spread out is a palm, and together it is a fist......

"Speaking of weapon allocation, the Japanese weapons of the same caliber as the Japanese army that we are using now can be directly supplemented from the Japanese army, which is why I wanted to replace all the second regiment with Japanese weapons before the war, everyone is now familiar with how to use Japanese weapons, right?"

Everyone nodded, deeply impressed by Leng Feng's foresight.

"I'll take the first team of Yaksha to show you the team and coordination tactics of street fighting, everyone pay attention to observe and learn, you know?"

"Yes!"

The study of street fighting theory has passed quickly, and now, it is time to teach on the battlefield, and Leng Feng has taken an extraordinary path.

Those who can survive the brutal and bloody street battles are the elite! (To be continued......)