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"Boss, Lao Shen sent someone to send news......

"Got it, except for the injured, all the Yaksha special operations team transferred to me, tonight, I'm going to kill someone!" Leng Feng was murderous.

"Yes, sir!"

"Did you contact Akashige?"

"I got in touch, his unit is stationed at Zhongzheng Middle School on Hanzhong Road, and today's Jinling University killing unit is the 3rd Squadron of the 2nd Brigade of the 33rd Wing of the 16th Division, which is stationed in Chaotian Palace." Wang Bin said.

"Okay, when I meet with Mr. Rabe, I'll act." Leng Feng nodded.

"Okay, I'll pick them up." Wang Bin nodded and said to Cong Hu, "Tiger, protect the leader." ”

Cong Hu nodded, although he knew that Leng Feng never needed protection, and if even he needed protection, it must be the most dangerous moment in the situation.

This German café on Zhongshan Road was originally a bustling and lively place, and it was also a place where Germans living in Nanjing liked to gather.

Now that the café is closed, judging by the traces of the door, the German café has not escaped the destruction of the Japanese.

Simply as the German flag was kept, it was not burned by the Japanese, and there were not many foreigners' industries that they burned in Nanjing.

Even the U.S. embassy let them burn it, what else did these Japanese soldiers dare not do?

A robber is a robber, and he can never change his nature in his bones, no matter how many years of evolution it is, Leng Feng knows this nation too well.

"Big brother, the devil's patrol is here!"

"Hmm. Let's avoid it. Leng Feng nodded. Pulling Cong Hu quickly into a nearby alley.

A Japanese patrol passed in front of them. There were about fifteen or sixteen people.

It is difficult to see people in Nanjing City during the day, let alone at night, it is completely a dead city, and the sin made by this little Japan is too deep.

After the patrol passed, Leng Feng quietly turned out of the corner with Cong Hu and slowly walked towards the café.

The main entrance of the café was smashed, and a door kept "crunching" in the cold wind, after entering. Dog's breakfast.

It is estimated that no one will clean it up, although this is also a refugee area, but the shops along the street are almost closed, and those who are not closed have no intention of opening up.

Except for Japanese people on this street, who else can do business, but do Japanese people pay for food and food?

It's good if they don't rob it.

"Mr. Rabe?"

"Is it Mr. Nakshatra?" A small door at the back of the bar moved, and someone pushed it open, not low, with a hooked nose. The middle-aged man with a mustache still had a glimpse of walked out.

"Yes, Yaksha is not alone. I'm still here on behalf of the Yakshas. Leng Feng saw a typical European and American face clearly.

"Yes, sir, please come in!"

The other party spoke fluent official dialect, mixed with a hint of Wu Di's accent, Leng Feng smiled slightly: "You are the director general of the Security Committee, George. Mr. Feige? ”

"Oh God, you know me?"

"Guess."

"Please!" George. Feige didn't seem to want to dwell on this issue, and the Security Committee had already secretly cooperated with the Yakshas, and the photos, films, and films they couldn't get out of were sent out through the Yakshas' channels.

The contents of these photographs and films have been published in newspapers and periodicals one after another, arousing full-time attention to the Nanjing Massacre.

This is also something that the Japanese government is extremely angry about, and now there is no freedom of the press for foreigners in Nanjing.

Their cameras and camcorders were all confiscated and smashed by the Japanese army.

If you want to expose the atrocities of the Japanese army in Nanjing, you can only record it in writing, but once the Japanese find out, they will be severely beaten, locked up, or directly deported from the country.

There was hardly anyone who had not been beaten by Japanese soldiers, including Chairman Rabe.

The Security Zone Committee has been forced to restrain its members and try not to give the Japanese a grip.

Because, if they were also expelled, the more than 200,000 Chinese civilians in the four-square-kilometer security zone would definitely be slaughtered by the Japanese army!

That would bring to naught their efforts to establish such an international security zone.

Their cooperation with the Yaksha is also reserved, as it would be fatal to them if they are discovered.

Those brutal Japanese soldiers, whether you are Chinese or foreigners, as long as they find dangerous, they will kill them all.

They dare to bomb even warships with the American flag, so what are they not afraid to do?

The dark passage and the cold front followed George. Fitch walked to a room with a candlestick in his hand.

He placed the menorah on the fireplace and activated a button on the wall, which suddenly receded back to reveal a portal.

"Sir, please!"

"Thank you!"

Leng Feng walked in, Cong Hu was left behind, George. Feige didn't go in either, saying he still had to stay and pick up someone.

Leng Feng nodded, as long as Cong Hu was outside, he had nothing to worry about.

After entering, there is a long ladder that extends downward, and when you go down, you will see a small underground space.

Chairman of the Nanjing International Security Zone Committee, John Brown. Rabe is a slightly balding man, wearing a pair of round black glasses, wearing a very formal, black suit and bow tie, which is very in line with the strict German style.

Leng Feng's dress was much more casual, a black top hat, a gray cotton robe, and a pair of old leather shoes, looking like a young teacher.

It is basically in line with the dress and aesthetics of the Chinese in the current era.

"Hello Mr. Rabe, I'm Yaksha Cold Front." Leng Feng took the initiative to walk over and stretched out his right hand, Rabe was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his right hand over, "Hello, I'm John. Rabe, head of the Nanjing International Security Zone. ”

"You may be seated, Mr. Leng."

"Thank you." Leng Feng walked over. Pull out a chair and sit down.

"Drink something. Mr. Leng? ”

"Is there any wine?"

"Yes. What about red wine? Rabe nodded, walked towards the wine cabinet, and took out two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine from it.

"This bottle of red wine was given to me by a French friend." Rabe will explain, "Mr. Leng was the first guest to taste it!" ”

"I'm honored!" Leng Feng picked it up, and gently swirled and shook it in his hand.

"Please!"

"Yes, it's mellow, I've never had such a good red wine." I took a slight sip. Leng Feng put down his wine glass and exclaimed.

A smile appeared on Rabe's face, and he was naturally happy to have someone who praised and understood his collection of fine wines.

"Cold, why are you?" Feige and Weitling walked in together, and when they saw Leng Feng, Weitling exclaimed.

She didn't expect to see Leng Feng at tonight's meeting.

"Ms. Weitling, tonight's appointment was arranged by Mr. Rabe at my request." Leng Feng explained.

"So that's the case, what did you talk to Sun, after you left, he was in a bad mood. Didn't even eat dinner? Weitling asked.

"Maybe it's a little reluctant, right?"

"What are you reluctant to do?"

"I'll have to ask him about this, so I don't know." Leng Feng smiled. How could the transaction between him and Sun Yunliang let Wei Tling know, even Sun Yunliang would not tell Wei Tling.

Weitling didn't ask, and when she saw the red wine on the table, Dodge showed a hint of surprise: "John, are you willing to take out that bottle of red wine and share it?" ”

"If I don't pull it out again, I'm afraid the Japanese won't let it go." Rabe shook his head and smiled bitterly, and he didn't know which one leaked the news, Major General Sasaki Toichi of the Nanjing Garrison Command in Japan learned that he treasured a bottle of French red wine and sent someone to ask for it, but he refused.

"Mr. Leng, can you tell me what you want to do tonight?" Feige asked directly.

"Well, the three are the most sincere friends of the Chinese, and our Nanjing people will not forget your achievements in Nanjing."

"Mr. Leng, as long as you are a person with a conscience, whether you are an Oriental or a Westerner, you should do this." Rabe Road.

"Mr. Rabe, Mr. Feige, and Ms. Weitling, you have all seen the atrocities of the Japanese army in Nanjing, and now they are about to extend their evil hand to the safety zone, and we need to unite at this time to get through this difficulty!" Leng Feng said.

"Mr. Leng is right, the Japanese slaughtered 3,000 Chinese youths in the square in front of the Schweiss Memorial Hall today, it is simply too cruel, these are ordinary civilians, how can they do such a thing?" Rabe said angrily.

"They want to bring us to our knees with massacre, so as to achieve the goal of completely subjugating our government, our country, and our nation."

"It's impossible!"

"Yes, it's absolutely impossible, the slaughter doesn't scare us, it only makes us angrier, more united, and the fire of resistance grows bigger and bigger."

"But if the Japanese continue to kill like this, we are afraid that we will not be able to stop it?" Ms. Weitling's eyes were sunken and worried.

"They have slaughtered more than 200,000 people, but they are still killing, how can these Japanese be so cruel?"

"The only way to stop them from continuing to kill people is for us to get up first and negotiate with the Japanese!"

"Negotiations?"

"That's right, negotiation, aren't they implementing the 'good citizen' registration, so we will seize this opportunity to negotiate with them."

"Mr. Leng, what leverage do we have to negotiate with the Japanese?"

"We have nearly 300,000 people in the refugee area, and if the Japanese don't accept the negotiations, unless they kill all the people in the refugee area, do you think they have the courage to do that now?"

"But don't the Japanese say that if you register as a good citizen and get a good citizen certificate, you can go home and get your freedom and work?"

"Today's massacre, does Mr. Feige think they can still be believed?" Leng Feng asked rhetorically.

Feige silently took a sip of his wine.

"I believe that the people in the refugee area believe in you more than the Japanese, and as long as you are willing to unite and negotiate with the Japanese on behalf of the refugees in the refugee area, and force them to agree to our terms, then it is possible to save the lives of these 300,000 people in the refugee area." Leng Feng said.

"What conditions does Mr. Leng think we should make to the Japanese?" Rabe asked.

"First, civilians and soldiers will no longer be screened, and as long as they do not possess offensive weapons, they will be treated as civilians and issued good citizen certificates.

Secondly, the civilian population in the refugee areas should be provided with the necessary food and medical security, which would ensure at least two meals a day, that the sick and wounded would be treated and that the dead would be buried.

Third, allow homeless civilians to remain in safe zones until they find a job or a place to live.

Fourth, ensure the water supply, power supply and other public facilities in the safety zone, and set up a safety zone management committee.

Fifth, in order to ensure the safety of the refugees, an international organization such as the International Red Cross or the League of Nations was requested to appoint a monitoring team to enter Nanjing to supervise the registration of the 'Good Citizen' card. ”

The three of them were a little stupid when they heard Leng Feng's words, let alone five of them, and the Japanese would not agree to one.

"Mr. Leng, this is whimsical!"

"I haven't talked about it, so how do you know it's not going to work, not to mention, it's not just you fighting the Japanese." Leng Feng said, "Today's massacre will wake up many people, if you don't die, or fight, there is no third way to choose." ”

"But what we know, Mr. Leng's Yaksha seems to be secretly supporting the soldiers who put down their guns in the safe zone to pick up their guns again and prepare to riot?"

"I admit that Yaksha is indeed preparing for a big operation in an organized manner, but everything we do is also forced, if we don't do this, we will be brutally killed by the Japanese, I don't think anyone wants to be killed by the neck, right?" Leng Feng said calmly.

"Where are you doing this, putting the safety of the rest of the people in the safe zone?"

"Even if we don't do anything, will the Japanese let them go, haven't you seen today's bloody massacre with your own eyes?"

"Also, do you think that the thousands of people who were registered today were freed, and they were all dragged out of the city and secretly executed!"

"What?"

All three of them were shocked!

"This registration of good citizens was a scam from the beginning, that is, to deceive the civilians in the refugee area one by one, and then kill them in batches, so that no one knows whether they are alive or dead."

"Shameless!"

"God, it's cruel!"

"Leng, we can promise you to join forces to negotiate with the Japanese, but there is no guarantee that the Japanese will agree to these conditions?"

"Negotiations take time, and before you can reach a negotiation, you can reach a consensus on a certain point, such as providing food, water, electricity, ......"

The three of them are all highly intelligent, and they understood what Leng Feng meant as soon as they heard it, this was to ask them to delay time, and there were 300,000 lives in the safety zone in their hands, which was actually a huge bargaining chip, and now the whole world knows about the atrocities of the Japanese in Nanjing.

If the Japanese go on a killing spree again, it will be madness, and I am afraid that it will be impossible for the European and American countries to turn a blind eye any longer.

Even if you are unwilling to tear your face with Japan for the sake of your own interests, you can't morally crook your ass on Japan's side. (To be continued.) )