The barbecue is served one by one.

The specialty of this Brazilian barbecue is that it is very large and filling.

Immerse yourself in hardship.

Feast.

Even the agents of the Renaissance Society are all big stomachs. Two catties of barbecue per person is enough.

The two catties mentioned here are the two catties after baking. Only meat. Not counting greens. Not counting the other side dishes. It's pure barbecue.

Since Song Wanqiu knew Zhang Yong's identity, he naturally would not be short of catties. A variety of side dishes are also plentiful.

Song Ziyu was actually in charge of serving the dishes himself. is still sitting next to Zhang Yong.

Zhong Yang: ......

Others: ......

Yes, this seems to be the rhythm of declaring the status of the hostess!

I'm afraid the captain is in trouble.

There are two on the other side of the office, and another one here.

For a while, the captain was not defeated by the Japanese invaders, but by the beautiful women. That's bad.

If a few women make a fuss, what will the captain do?

Pretending not to see anything, of course. Eat the barbecue with your head down.

Song Ziyu took a knife and helped Zhang Yong cut meat.

That courtesy, as if it was deliberately made for people to see. made it clear that she was Zhang Yong's right match.

Zhang Yong said helplessly: "No." I'll do it myself. ”

"I'm not serving you. I'm serving guests. Song Ziyu said with a straight face.

Zhang Yong: ......

Makes sense. I was speechless.

But you seem to be sitting next to me all the time. None of them have been touched.

It's like you eat half of the cut meat......

Could it be that you already know how to eat with you?

Also serviced?

You just did it on purpose. Deliberately let everyone know that you are my main palace. Everything else is a side room......

"I'll do it myself......"

"Shall I feed you?"

"Forget it. You better cut the meat! ”

Zhang Yong was defeated.

Feed me?

Is it mouth-to-mouth?

Dizzy. It's a bit over-the-top! The sugar content is seriously exceeded.

Can't stand it.

Can't stand it.

If you let the Song family know, don't pick my skin.

But......

I'm a cruel and ruthless executioner. Kill the Japanese invaders. Don't you smell my blood?

Oh, it doesn't seem to be.

It seems that he didn't have his share in the battle just now.

It was Kohingde and his operations team who did it. Zhang Yong's own subordinates did not participate in the whole process.

Zhong Yang: They are all standing on the periphery to stand on guard.

No way, it's not a big place. I can't do it.

Ten guns fired at a car. Even the elephants contained in it were killed.

Kou Xingde's action group consisted of fifty people. Against five small cars. Exactly ten people per car. It's not. With a single shot, the battle ended immediately. Smoother than ever.

Except that no goods were seized. It was just perfect. Can be included in the West Point Military Academy......

"Do you want black pepper juice?"

"What?"

"Shall I dip you in some black pepper juice?"

"No chili."

"Black pepper juice. It's not chili peppers. It's delicious. ”

"Don't ......"

"Ah......h

"What?"

"Open your mouth!"

Song Ziyu brought the barbecue meat dipped in black pepper sauce to his mouth.

Zhang Yong: ......

Sweat. Don't be so affectionate, okay?

Your uncle is watching! If he goes around talking nonsense, I'm miserable.

As long as you Song family investigates casually, you will find that I am actually a scumbag. A group of women around me. When the time comes, they might send someone to arrest me and send me to be severely educated.

I can't afford to mess with it!

Sister, just let me go......

I really can't......

"I don't care if you have other women." Suddenly, Song Ziyu put his ear to him and whispered, "Eat quickly." Otherwise, I'll be angry. ”

Zhang Yong had no choice but to open his mouth numbly. Then it was stuffed with barbecue.

It's spicy. But it doesn't matter.

What matters is what Song Ziyu said. Is she confessing?

Dizzy! This way of confession is so novel.

A scumbag like me, aren't you jealous?

Could it be that I am really the protagonist of the legend, the red flag does not fall at home, and the colorful flags flutter outside......

"Good ......"

"I'll wipe it for you."

Song Ziyu brought a napkin. Help him wipe the black pepper juice off the side of his mouth.

Zhang Yong's corner of his eye, seeing the way others peeked, he knew that today's incident couldn't be hidden. Song Ziyu's goal was achieved.

She took this opportunity to declare her sovereignty! This scheming!

Well, here you go.

I don't take the initiative, I don't refuse, I don't take responsibility......

I finally swallowed the barbecue. found that Song Ziyu had cut another piece. Dipping it in black pepper juice again.

Worst......

Can't come again. I really can't stand it......

"I'm down to business......"

"Got it."

Song Ziyu immediately stood up obediently. Leave.

Zhang Yong was relieved.

Beauty, it's hard to get away. What's more, it's still a woman with small wrists like her.

Kou Xingde sat opposite Zhang Yong. Witness the whole process. But it seems to turn a blind eye. Blind, deaf and dumb. It wasn't until Song Ziyu was gone that he recovered.

"Blessed."

"Please, it's not ...... what you think"

"Understood. Get down to business. ”

Kou Xingde is serious. It seems to really understand.

Zhang Yong: ......

This old guy understands the ghost.

Forget it, don't bother with him. Get down to business. After eating in a while, there is really a war going on.

Woman, it will only affect the speed at which I can draw my gun.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, she doesn't have the pleasure of killing Japanese criminals. He's a bit addicted.

"If you were Takeo Kishida......"

"What?"

"Suppose, what will Takeo Kishida do if he doesn't wait for reinforcements?"

"Keep calling for help."

"What if reinforcements are ambushed by us again?"

"This ......"

Kou Xingde frowned.

It seems like a problem. Do you want to retreat?

Retreat from the Manchurian Xinxing Hotel? Don't want this place anymore? Withdraw directly to Hongkou? And then make a comeback?

"Retreat?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yong replied in the affirmative.

He believes that Takeo Kishida may withdraw.

For the Japanese at this moment, it is 100% safe to retreat to the Japanese-occupied area of Hongkou.

As long as they enter the Japanese-occupied area of Hongkou, no one can help them.

Even if the strength of the Fuxing Society increased by 100 times, it would not be able to conquer the Japanese-occupied area of Hongkou. Because it was the Japanese Marines who were stationed there.

Don't look at the fact that the Japanese marines only have 7,000 people, but they are actually very difficult to gnaw.

Because behind it, is the Japanese navy. It was often supported by naval guns of more than 200 mm. And aircraft carriers.

He even remembered that the aircraft carrier that was frantically dispatched and bombed everywhere at that time seemed to be the Kaga?

Two years later, the battle proved to be very difficult even when the regular army came to attack. Instead of taking the Japanese invaders, they suffered heavy casualties. It was bombarded by the Japanese large-caliber naval artillery.

The Japanese invaders used 203 mm heavy artillery to bombard the national army. One shot can blow up a platoon of the national army!

There are also super heavy guns of more than 300 mm in the later stage, which is even more powerful. The forward position, no matter what, as long as it is blown up, the result is smashing.

"They're going to retreat in the middle of the night?" Ko Xingde finally guessed.

"The second half of the night." Zhang Yong agreed.

If he was Takeo Kishida, he would definitely retreat as fast as possible.

It is always not safe to stay at the Manchurian Xinxing Hotel.

In case the Renaissance Society attacks. At all costs. They certainly can't stand it.

But during the day, they don't dare to go. Only dare at night.

It's dark at night. They can be silent.

If you drive, go back to Hongkou Japanese-occupied area from Manchuria Xinxing Hotel, which takes only 30 minutes if the speed is fast.

Provided that there are no obstacles in the way.

What if you get in the way? Of course, he rushed away desperately, and then fled into the Japanese-occupied area of Hongkou.

"Will they go the Zhongxing road?"

"I don't know."

Zhang Yong shook his head. It's really impossible to judge.

He's not good at analyzing.

Takeo Kishida should be a treacherous opponent, and he will definitely have a lot of ecstasy.

The Japanese may scatter and retreat in multiple directions.

However, Zhang Yong did not dare to divide his troops. Once the troops are divided, there is a possibility that they will not be able to fight.

What to do?

Chance.

If God favors you, you should be able to catch some of it......

Suddenly, he noticed a hint on the map.

Oh, and the display radius seems to have increased. From the original 200 meters to 250 meters.

Glad.

It's just a small boost, but it's a good thing after all.

An increased radius of 50 meters means that a larger area can be monitored at the same time. Most of the Japanese gunners were able to detect them in advance.

In the era when sights were not popular, 250 meters was almost the limit of sharpshooters.

Although some sharpshooters can hit accurately at 300 meters. However, there are certainly chances. No one can hit a hundred shots from 300 meters away.

Not even the most perverted Japanese sharpshooter. 50%, or 30% or so.

In fact, to ensure that a shot is deadly, it is best to shorten the distance to within 150 meters. Barely 200 meters is fine. But there is also a chance of missing.

"Team Leader Kou, I want to ask you something."

"You ask."

"You're so good at marksmanship. Can you hit a target 100% at a distance of 200 meters? ”

"One hundred? No way. ”

"What's the approximate hit rate?"

"Eighty percent. Most of the time it hits. But there will be times when you miss. ”

"What if it's 250 meters?"

"That's hard to say. Up to half half of the odds. Probably not yet. If it's a moving target, three shots can hit one, which is already very powerful. ”

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yong was relieved.

The monitoring distance increases, and the chances of saving a small life also increase.

If the Japanese want to snipe him, they need to go to at least 200 meters. In this way, he will be able to detect the other party in advance. Then take targeted countermeasures.

I can't shoot well. But there are people around!

What? Dangerous to snipe? Then use mortars!

Just shoot him!

Or gather a few sharpshooters to him together.

I'm in a good mood.

Eat meat happily.

Ko Xingde: ???

"You ......"

"I'm going to give our team leader a call and report back."

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong went to the front desk and picked up the microphone.

Xiaomei stood next to him and looked at him unabashedly.

If it weren't for Song Ziyu watching quietly from the side. He really wanted to reach out and pinch Xiaomei's face.

"Hey."

"Team leader, it's me, Zhang Yong."

"How's it going?"

"We have ambushed the reinforcements of the Japanese and killed twenty of them. An adjutant knife was also seized. It may be a middle or a young one. ”

"Casualties?"

"The ambush battles are all participated in by Team Leader Kou's team. We have no casualties. Neither do they. ”

"And what else do you have in mind now?"

"I estimate that the Japanese in the Manchurian Xinxing Hotel may retreat in the second half of the night. Wants to continue the ambush. ”

"Can you tell which route it is?"

"I can't."

Zhang Yong answered honestly.

The Japanese invaders retreated, and they would definitely be very careful. It is really impossible to judge how to go.

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven."

"Huh?"

"Arrange an ambush. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work out. ”

"Understood."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Li Boqi obviously meant that he did not have hope for another ambush.

After all, luck wasn't so good.

The first ambush went too well. Zero casualties. Luck was a blast of luck.

If the second ambush also went so well, it means that the Japanese are too unbeaten. But, in fact, the Japanese are not so stupid.

Don't worry about it for now.

Come back and eat meat.

When you are full, you have to pack, and you will only be motivated in the second half of the night.

"Boss Song!"

Zhang Yong's name is Song Wanqiu.

As a result, there was no response, but Song Ziyu ran out diligently.

"What do you have to say about Captain Zhang?"

"I want another hundred servings of barbecue, packing."

"Still?"

"Can you do it?"

"You want to exhaust me?"

"It's a contribution to the country!"

"Give money!"

"You ......"

Zhang Yong really wants to say. Is it okay to pay on credit?

Every time, I paid for it myself. I'm breaking the bank!

Luckily, if the ambush is successful at night, it should be a bit of a bit of a surprise. It is possible to fill the shortfall.

Takeo Kishida retreated from the Manchurian Xinxing Hotel, and it was impossible not to bring any money with him. It's impossible for the Japanese to have a few hundred dollars in their hands, right?

As long as you bet right, you can at least get back the barbecue money.

If you can have 10 times, or 100 times the gain, then you will laugh in your dreams.

Thereupon......

Give the money happily.

At the same time, he shouted at Song Damei:

"Go to work!"

"Don't grind!"

Song Ziyu: ???

This bastard. Also commanded me.

But somehow, I still feel a little happy.

So Mei Zizi went.

(End of chapter)