It is also strange to say that the Baga Navy did not choose to continue the attack, and half a month passed like this.

The surrounding people are also familiar with Xiao Baga, and more than 3,000 devils are also involved in the cultivation of wasteland, and some of them are responsible for breeding.

The communication between the little goggles and the common people has become more and more frequent, and they are also used to exchanging what they have with the common people.

The time was soon approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, and the people took out some supplies.

"This part of our supplies is for the Eighth Route Army, and this small part is for the group of little devils, and the fish they get are all given to us at the lowest price, it's almost the New Year, and we can't let them go hungry."

Lin Feng looked at the supplies, there was a small amount of white flour in it, as well as some cornmeal, millet and fatty pork.

The little eight Ga have long been hungry, they have been captive for a month, and they eat all seafood, which can be exchanged for other meat, which is even more beautiful than the New Year.

"We'll trade seafood for you."

Xiao Baga turned around to carry seafood, but was stopped by Lin Feng.

"We Dragon people don't pick the door so much, we treat our friends with good wine, and we have shotguns when enemies come. This is the people's heart, you move back for the New Year, understand? ”

Xiao Yaga was moved to tears, bowed vigorously and moved the things back, and separated them with the other devils.

"This group of bastards is also quite honest, this is the New Year's Day, get them something to eat. Didn't we kill a lot of pork? Give them a portion, and there must be a bowl of pork for ten people per table. ”

The base of the Eighth Route Army also brought chicken and mutton, and also distributed some to the little Baga.

On the day of the Chinese New Year, Lin Feng asked the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army to teach the little devils to write Spring Festival couplets and pasted them at the door of the prisoner of war camp.

I got firecrackers again, and Xiao Baga, who can cook, made rice cakes with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, and steamed a lot of meat to prepare for the New Year.

The tolerance and generosity of Lin Feng and the Eighth Route Army made this group of little Baga have no intention of fighting again.

They're also a little bit yearning for peace...

In the afternoon, Lin Feng asked each unit to put on a show.

Yingzi heard the news and danced a dance for everyone.

Then there are those who can sing, and those who sing small songs have appeared one after another.

The atmosphere of the New Year is really lively, and everyone eats melon seeds and watches the show.

"Next is the performance of the prisoners of war, a red heart dedicated to the party!"

Everyone was stunned for a while, Lin Fengxin said, don't look at me, I don't know about this matter, let me be shocked first, and then you will be shocked.

I saw the little goaga guys, tying the red paper to their bodies, after all, where can I afford this red silk?

I borrowed a small drum from a fellow villager's house and began to express my thoughts with my body along with the rhythm.

There are a total of eight small Yaga, but with the performance, the other small Yaga began to come together.

Lin Feng wasn't worried about their riots, this group of guys had no intention of fighting for a long time.

Towards the end, the little Yaga worked in pairs with wooden scythes and hammer-style tools.

"We are guilty, but we are willing to atone for our sins, thank the party for giving us rebirth, refuse war, and start with me!"

The anti-war tide has not been calmed down for a long time, and the little Yaga are unwilling to fight again!

Li Yunlong and the others nodded, this ideological education is quite good.

For the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Li Yunlong specially asked people to get some local wine, all made with a small amount of grain and a large amount of grain bran.

The drink was very spicy, and the POWs also got some to get together and drink together.

If there was no war, everyone would be happier.

The prisoners of war toasted with everyone, and some of them danced a folk dance, and after a while they were so drunk that they fell asleep on the ground.

The night of Chinese New Year's Eve was calm and warm, and the smoke of gunfire temporarily receded...

The next morning, everyone ate dumplings together, and the lively appearance attracted the people in the vicinity.

At about ten o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Yaga's navy finally started, and it seemed that this time they were fully prepared for war.

"Ready, this is trying to fight us to the end!"

Lin Feng looked at the battle plan, the drone was still reconnoitring intelligence, and several POW representatives were standing at the door.

"Is it because you haven't drunk enough wine, or you haven't eaten enough meat? Why are you still here? ”

Zhang Dabiao teased and poured water for a few people.

"No, we don't want to fight anymore, we are willing to help you persuade the navy to surrender."

Lin Feng's face was shocked, he didn't expect his ideological education to be so successful, and it would make this group of little Baga want to refuse the war.

"I advise you not to do this, because your commander doesn't want to stop the war, and the temptation of this bonus is too great."

"We can't fight anymore, my friends and brothers have all died in the war, we have similar habits to the Dragon Kingdom, we are a family. Don't let war fool you! ”

Xiao Baga knelt on the ground, hoping that Lin Feng would give him this opportunity to go and persuade him to surrender.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Shu Yoshizawa."

Half an hour later, Yoshizawa Xiu and six comrades-in-arms set off towards the coastline, and Lin Feng sat in the co-pilot and explained.

"If they don't want to stop fighting, don't provoke them, or you won't be soft when your own people shoot you."

"This is a flare gun, the situation is not right, send a signal immediately, and we will find a way to pick you up."

Lin Feng was fully prepared. Although this group of little Yaga did all kinds of evil, but now they are willing to contribute to the resistance war, which is still worth encouraging.

The seven-headed little Yaga boarded the ship, ready to persuade his comrades to surrender.

Lin Feng always felt that this matter was too mysterious, and the group of eight lambs went crazy and even killed their own people.

How can he be persuaded to surrender?

But Yoshizawa Xiu and they really wanted to persuade them to surrender, and they made up their minds that they couldn't stop it.

"I wish you success!"

"Order our troops to get ready, the air force to prepare for it, and order Bai Zhixiong to prepare for a surprise attack."

Shu Yoshizawa quickly boarded the warship and met with the commander.

"Baga, why are you being captives? Didn't give His Majesty the Emperor a piece of jade? ”

Yoshizawa stood up straight, no longer bowing his head to the chief as before.

Because the Eighth Route Army has never had such a habit of groveling, they have stayed for a long time, and they will naturally learn it.

"We should be a family, how can we put a butcher knife at our family? Your Excellency, don't fight any more, your sons are all dead on the battlefield. ”

Commander Ushijima Daisa, gritting his teeth.

"If you don't talk about it, I'm not so angry that I pulled them out and shot them all!"

Yoshizawa Xiu also wanted to persuade the bridge of his nose that was broken by a rifle butt and dragged out to hang high.

"The situation is not right, Bai Zhixiong will raid immediately!"

At the same time as the order was given, Yoshizawa Shu was pierced by Hachiga's knife.

Blood fell on the deck and flowed into the sea.

"Although I have little blood, I can shine on the red ocean, surrender, Dazuo!"