Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　This is his real purpose, otherwise he would not have come to Zhou Weiguo, only Zhou Weiguo has a radio station.

　　Zhou Weiguo wanted to speak, but stopped when the words reached his lips, finally sighed and acquiesced.

Chapter 16 We are still resisting, we are still fighting fiercely!

Tang Qingyu said with serious eyes: "Send the report clearly now!"

　　"I used to be the major battalion commander of the 36th Division Independent Battalion under Song Xilian's command, and I am currently the deputy commander of the 12th Regiment of the Second Division of the Central Military Academy's Teaching Corps! Now I am notifying the whole country: since December 10, the Japanese army launched a general offensive. On December 12, Tang Shengzhi issued an order to break through, With the order to retreat, Nanjing became an empty city, exposed to the burning, killing and looting of the Japanese army. The people in the city were being massacred by the Japanese army. The lovely girl was struggling under the crotch of the Japanese army. The corpses of the people had been paved According to my estimates, 12 people have died, and the number is still increasing!"

　　"Now, in my defense area, in the Xiaguan District of Nanjing, along the main road, and on the river, there are large pieces of floating civilian corpses. The river is dyed red. The Japanese army is carrying out this brutal massacre every day!"

　　"From the [-]th to the [-]th, I have led the remnants of the troops and fought fiercely with the Japanese army when the city was broken. Now I am joining forces with Zhou Weiguo, the commander of the [-]th Regiment of the Second Division of the Teaching Corps of the Central Military Academy! It took three days and two nights to repel eighteen Japanese attacks."

　　"Now that the [-]th Regiment has run out of ammunition and food, I and the [-] strong men in the whole regiment have decided to fight the Japanese invaders to the death!"

　　"Father, please don't feel sorry for the child. Loyalty and filial piety have been inseparable since ancient times. Now the small country of Japan invades China. However, China is weak and bullied. The people in Nanjing are being massacred. My child is willing to serve the country with all his blood and kill all The Japanese invaders, when they are about to die, will pull out the grenade and die with the Japanese army!"

　　"All the soldiers of the [-]th Regiment swear to the death that they will not be subjugated slaves!"

　　"Nanjing City is still resisting. Apart from us, there are thousands of warriors who are fighting fiercely with the Japanese invaders with their flesh and blood. For the sake of the Nanjing people behind us, we will kill a few Japanese devils even if we die!"

　　"Although our [-]th regiment died on the battlefield today, there are still thousands of warriors in Nanjing who need the support of the people of the whole country."

　　"We are still resisting, we are still shouting!"

　　"There is still an hour, we will launch the last charge against the Japanese positions, and we will not be subjugated slaves to the death!"

　　"Tang Qingyu's masterpiece!"

　　The telegram was sent, and it was sent immediately.

　　Zhou Weiguo smiled wryly, and actually posted such content, it seems that his 108th regiment is not so miserable, and they are out of ammunition and food, he/damn, there are dozens of mortars, and more than 20 machine guns// /!

　　Thousands of shells!

　　There are even more bullets, and I have run out of ammunition and food, which is really fucking ridiculous.

　　Zhou Weiguo shook his head and said, "Although your telegram is impassioned, you have offended all the escaped officials stationed in Nanjing. You have no bright career!"

　　Tang Qingyu sneered, what is not bright, I am drawing a clear line, after taking advantage of the battle in Nanjing, I will not be a bird of Lao Jiang, and engage in third-party forces in the country and become my own warlord.

　　But at least let yourself take the title of a famous anti-Japanese general.

　　The Northeast is a good place. He has set his sights on the Northeast for a long time. Although there are countless Japanese devils there, there are gold mines, coal mines, oil and other resources there, which is a good location for building a base.

　　Oil is needed for war, and oil is needed for tanks to be built. If there is no oil, what a fart.

　　So this city of Nanjing is not suitable for development, but the Northeast is an excellent place.

　　First occupy the Daqing Oilfield, then develop thousands of Tiger tanks, and destroy you little devils!

　　But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say that, but said: "I only care about beating little devils, nothing is bright, I don't care about it!"

　　There was a pause in the voice, and he immediately said: "Deploy quickly now, our plain-coded telegram has described ourselves so badly, the little devil is probably about to act!"

　　As soon as the words fell, Tang Qingyu had already walked out of the house and came to the position, holding the sniper rifle in his hand.

　　Zhou Weiguo, who was behind him, was worried. He knew Tang Qingyu well and knew that the decision could not be changed at all.

　　Just in this way, how long can this regiment last?

　　In fact, Tang Qingyu didn't know what role his clear telegram played!

　　Chongqing, the presidential palace!

　　Jiang/Baldhead is looking at the pile of documents, frowning, a lot of troubles are worrying him recently, the tragic battle of Songhu caused the fall of Shanghai, and now the defense of Nanjing has caused the fall of Nanjing .

　　A lot of things annoyed him all night.

　　At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

　　Jiang/bald said displeasedly: "Mother Xipi, I said don't bother me at this time!" A strong Zhejiang dialect.

　　"Commissioner, call urgently!" His number one confidant Dai/Li's voice sounded outside the door.

　　Jiang/Bald said helplessly: "Come in." It's urgent, it's urgent, I don't know how many urgent it is in a day, mother Xipi.

　　Dai/Li pushed the door open, holding a thick telegram in his hand!

　　A strong Zhejiang dialect said: "Yunong, what kind of telegram is it?"

　　Dai/Li said respectfully: "Report to the committee member, this is a plain coded telegram to inform the whole country, signed by Tang Qingyu at the end!"

　　Jiang/bald raised his head: "It turned out to be a clear telegram, let me see!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand to receive the telegram and read it.

　　Frowning tightly, watching every word, there was an atmosphere of silence in the room.

　　Time passed little by little, and beads of sweat appeared on Dai / Li's forehead.

　　After a long time, Jiang/Bald began to curse in Zhejiang dialect: "Damn Xipi, the little Japanese devils dared to massacre in Nanjing City. Damn Xipi, they killed more than [-] people, and the number is still increasing. Nanjing is still resisting , Nanjing is still shouting, how good you said, Tang Shengzhi ran away, and now there is another Tang Qingyu resisting, immediately send an order that someone Jiang will promote him to the army major general!"

　　"Also, tell me who is near Nanjing, who is there..."

　　Not only was Jiang/bald the first to know about the telegram, but Mao/Taizu, the No. [-] head of the old Communist Party in Yan/An, also knew about it.Including other forces, such as Yan/Xishan, etc., and even the United States, Germany, Britain and other forces in China.

　　Not to mention the Japanese devils.

　　The whole country is in commotion!

　　For a while, the name Tang Qingyu appeared in various forces.

　　However, these were none of Tang Qingyu's business.

　　Tang Qingyu just wanted to finish the battle in Nanjing, go to the Northeast to establish a big government/power, and become a big warlord.Having mastered so many advanced materials and systems, I should not be a warlord, what should I be, and work for others?Give me a break!

Chapter 17 Destroying a Squadron of Little Devils

　　"One touch, burning flames, the fire burns the monk's heart.

　　The second touch is like a little red blood with cinnabar between Dai's eyebrows.

　　Touch it three times, touch it with bare hands, the face is as clear as jade and hibiscus.

　　Touch it four times, between the lips, there are two green dew flowers for the first time.

　　Five touches, like a cloud with long hair and messy hair, covering the eyes of the spring night, red clouds burning the cheeks, fragrant flowers in a room, insects singing and stars in the valley, the sky is so elegant.

　　Six touches, lingering in front of the chest, Xuanyi has black hair and a icy face. "

　　Eighteen touches in thick Suzhou-Hangzhou language floated on the battlefield.

　　"Xiucai, your Eighteen Touches, isn't it right?" A soldier with a Sichuan accent lay on the sandbags in the position, hunched his head, and asked in a low voice to the soldiers from Suzhou and Hangzhou who were singing next to him.

　　"What's wrong, isn't that how Eighteen sings? There are other ways of singing." The soldier with a Suzhou-Hang accent lay on the sandbag, squinted his eyes, looked at the blue sky, and said slowly.

　　"Your Shiba Mo sings too elegantly. Our Shiba Mo sings more directly, and the singing makes people itch. Hahahaha." The soldier with a Sichuan accent laughed.

　　"I'm not as knowledgeable as a layman like you. You have to know that there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. You don't understand the elegance of Suzhou and Hangzhou." The Suhang soldiers who had just sang said disdainfully.

　　"I don't understand elegance, I only know how to fuck a woman." Suddenly, the soldier with a Sichuan accent was taken aback, pointed to the distance, and said, "You little devil is here!"

　　A loud shout resounded through the audience.

　　But even louder than him was the sky-shattering explosion.

　　Boom boom boom!

　　Violent explosions sounded loudly, one after another, and the earth trembled violently.

　　Gunpowder smoke was everywhere, and the two soldiers who were still bickering and singing Shibamo just now were dumbfounded.

　　Just now they saw more than [-] little devils advancing, and they were blown up to the sky in an instant before calling out the enemy attack.

　　In an instant, more than twenty little devils were torn apart, and even their souls were gone.

　　You need to know how many grenades and bullets are buried under the corpse of the little devil in front of you. The links are interlocking, and the links are interlocking. Even if the bomb disposal experts want to dismantle it, it will take a few days and nights to dismantle it.

　　There was a violent explosion, and the fiery red flames lit up the sky of Nanjing City!

　　With the violent explosion, even the soldiers on Tang Qingyu's side hid in the positions and bunkers, fearing that they would be hit by those stray bullets.

　　The sound continued to pass, and it stopped after about 10 minutes.

　　In the place of the explosion, smoke was everywhere, no one was alive, and the corpses were blown to pieces.

　　Tang Qingyu's sniper rifle was stretched forward, and he could clearly see through the scope that the second lieutenant on the opposite side who was billowing in smoke raised his command saber with a dull expression. It formed a clear contrast with the sluggish expression.

　　The second lieutenant was obviously shocked by the power of the explosion in front of him.

　　Tang Qingyu was amused for a while, Mahler is a master, how arrogant is this little Japan, and they don't even send anyone to investigate?They don't doubt that Lao Tzu led ten soldiers to mess with the corpse?

　　Then he shook his head, no matter what, the second lieutenant is now his favorite, the second lieutenant's energy points are much larger than ordinary little devils, and now little devils only have one word of death in front of him!

　　The scope locked on the second lieutenant's head!

　　Calculating the wind speed and the distance of the ballistic trajectory in his mind, he adjusted his state to the best, and pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle without hesitation.

　　"boom!"

　　Tang Qingyu's body trembled violently, the firing pin hit, a wave of air and gunpowder smoke intertwined, and the sniper bullets spewed out from the muzzle of Mauser's gun, and shot fiercely at the second lieutenant who was 500 meters away from him.For him at this distance, killing people is like killing chickens!

　　Handy, it can be said that there is almost no need to aim, and the little devil can be killed by intuition.

　　The moment he pulled the trigger, the second lieutenant who raised his command saber suddenly trembled and his head exploded.

　　Killed by one shot, he quickly pulled the bolt, and a bullet casing jumped out of the gun chamber, and jumped to the ground, and there was still light smoke curling from the mouth of the bullet casing that fell on the ground.

　　The scope moved and quickly found the next target, another second lieutenant!

　　This time, it was just based on feeling, without even aiming. After sensing the wind direction, a ball of flames burst out from the muzzle of the sniper rifle.The huge impact force of the bullet exploded half of the second lieutenant's head

　　The two second lieutenants were called by him instantly.

　　On the opposite side was a squadron of troops, and there should be a captain, but the scope was moved for a long time, and the captain was not found.

　　Tang Qingyu was disappointed for a while.

　　In the scope, the little devils on the opposite side, who were a little dazed by the explosion, started to move, and sent a few little devils to lie in the range of the explosion just now, making sure that there was no danger, as if signaling from behind.

　　In an instant, a large number of Japanese soldiers rushed over unscrupulously.

　　A smile hung on the corner of Tang Qingyu's mouth, come on, come on!

　　Turning back suddenly, he nodded towards Zhou Weiguo who was beside him.