Are you a spy? Killing the enemy is too cruel.

When Wang Dayong received the order from above to come here to blow up the ship, he was still puzzled.

Blow up a ship? What ship?

Who could actually force the Japanese warships to stop?

But after seeing the situation at the scene and then seeing Ye Feng with his own eyes, Wang Dayong was greatly frightened.

There really is someone who can do something he dare not even think about.

As a professional soldier, Wang Dayong knew clearly how much combat power these warships could unleash once they reached their designated combat positions, and how much casualties they would cause to their side.

"Brothers! Do you hear me? Are you willing to be cowards?"

Wang Dayong raised his arms and shouted behind him.

"I don't want to!"

A group of warriors responded in unison.

"Brother, did you hear what everyone is saying? Leave the rest to us."

"We are professionals."

Wang Dayong grinned at Ye Feng.

This is the mission assigned to them by their superiors, and it is also a soldier's self-esteem.

How could Ye Feng stop a group of unorganized people from going to their deaths?

"Ok!"

Ye Feng nodded heavily.

With the joining of Wang Dayong and his men, Ye Feng and others also successfully withdrew from the battlefield.

Successive generations and dedication to the same goal are what the Chinese people have the most when fighting on the battlefield.

Ye Feng didn’t know whether Wang Dayong could complete the task successfully, but Ye Feng believed that someone would definitely complete the task.

"Liu Wei, how many reporters from international newspapers can you contact?"

After returning to the safe house, Ye Feng asked Liu Wei.

"The entire Shanghai Concession should be able to be contacted."

Liu Wei responded.

He is the head of the Bashu Chamber of Commerce and he interacts with these reporters on a daily basis.

"Let's clean up and hold a press conference in the evening."

Ye Feng sneered.

In his previous life, the leader put on a show in Shanghai, trying to mobilize international pressure to stop the war, but he failed.

This time Ye Feng is also prepared to do so.

Winning over Smith and other consuls from various countries, successfully instigating a fight between them and the Japanese, and finally letting them die at the hands of the Japanese, all this was for this day.

"Smith and the others didn't die in your hands, did they?"

Liu Wei looked around and made sure that there was no one in or outside the room, then he looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.

He was not stupid, and he sorted out the cause and effect in an instant.

"No, I saw with my own eyes that the Japanese artillery fire defeated Smith and others."

Ye Feng shook his head.

How could he do such a thing?

He just briefly joined the Japanese army to stop Smith and others from looting supplies.

Liu Wei looked at Ye Feng meaningfully and smiled, and they both understood each other tacitly.

Looking at the battle situation again, even if all the combat forces around Shanghai have joined in, the situation is still one-sided and the party-state’s army has been compressed together.

However, everyone believes that everything will change once the reinforcements from the Party-State arrive.

Only Ye Feng was worried.

When that time comes, it will be exactly the same as what happened in later generations, and there will be no turning back.

At night, after dressing up carefully, Ye Feng and Liu Wei walked through the city that was gradually becoming ruins and came to the concession. They were accompanied by Ling Wei and Nan Xiangwan.

This time, Ye Feng planned to let them stay in the concession to avoid taking risks by going out again.

"The people have been arranged."

Liu Wei looked at Ye Feng and said.

"Ah."

Ye Feng nodded.

Yan Tang came to greet them after they entered the concession, and brought everyone to a "press conference" held with the full efforts of the Bashu Chamber of Commerce.

"let's start."

Ye Feng signaled to Liu Wei with his eyes, and the latter stepped onto the stage under the gaze of many foreign reporters.

"I'm glad that everyone gives me, Liu, face."

"I am taking up your precious time to tell you something sad."

After coming on stage, Liu Wei looked as if his parents had died, and he pursed his lips looking pitiful.

The reporters looked at Liu Wei in confusion.

"I'm sure everyone has heard the gossip that our Bashu Chamber of Commerce has prepared a generous gift for the consulates of various countries."

"Last night, the gift arrived, but was snatched away by the damned Japanese devils, and Smith and other consuls and soldiers were all wiped out by them!"

After Liu Wei finished speaking, the entire venue fell into deathly silence, and then there was another explosion.

"How can it be!"

This is what everyone thinks.

How dare the Japanese!

The war that broke out in the past two days was of great interest to these reporters. They could write ten or eight news releases a day based on this war.

Now you tell yourself that you are the one who is eating the melon?

Liu Wei on the stage nodded at Ye Feng, and the latter also walked onto the stage.

"I'm Ye Feng from the Intelligence Department. I can prove the authenticity of this matter."

"Smith and others were indeed killed. In order to conceal the news, the Japanese did not leave a single person alive."

Ye Feng sighed, looking worried.

"Shit! How dare they!"

"On behalf of France, I condemn the Japs!"

"We must make them give us an explanation!"

Ye Feng's words aroused the indignation of the reporters.

Were all our consuls really wiped out by the Japanese?

No wonder I didn’t see a single consul the whole day. There were also a lot fewer soldiers in the entire concession. I thought they had gone out to carry out some mission.

In the end, they all went to heaven to see God.

Ye Feng and Liu Wei looked at each other.

After achieving his goal, Liu Wei wanted to politely ask these reporters to stay and sing and dance, but they were in no mood.

This is huge news. Even if I can't be the first to publish it, I have to publish it! I want to let the people in my country know that the consuls in Shanghai have been killed.

"wait."

After the reporters left, Ye Feng said to Liu Wei.

"Luckily, we are friends."

Liu Wei exclaimed.

Ye Feng, who set up the trap himself, is really scary.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly.

Sometimes he admired himself for becoming a warrior without any adaptation after traveling across time.

Perhaps this is something that runs in the bones of every Chinese person. As long as they fight the Japanese, anyone can do it.

As long as it is for the purpose of saving compatriots, you can do anything that may make others feel guilty about it.

"Are you sure you won't be exposed?"

Liu Wei was still a little worried.

"What did you expose? Wasn't it the Japanese who did it?"

Ye Feng asked back.

Liu Wei smiled.

Yes, after they left that day, except Ye Feng, everyone else there was the Japanese. Who else could have done what if not the Japanese?

The two of them laughed out loud.

"Ah!"

Taro Fukuhara, who was enjoying the fruits of today's victory and feasting with a woman in downtown Shanghai, suddenly sneezed.

"Someone, come here! Search the area within a mile."

Taro Fukuhara yelled.

Why do I always feel like there is an eye watching me in secret, as if I am going to meet the emperor the next moment?