As night fell, the stage on the other side of Suzhou Creek began to sing the scene of Gao Chong lifting a roller coaster.
The old master brandished his long spear and desperately played out that tragic history, just to pay tribute to the Chinese soldiers on the other side of the river.
At this moment, tens of thousands of compatriots were standing by the river.
This included countless Englishmen, Frenchmen and Americans.
Their eyes were all attracted by the fire on the roof of the warehouse and the countless slaves kneeling on the ground.
Hundreds of Japanese slaves knelt on the ground.
Under the illumination of the fiery light, some people roared wildly, while others roared crazily.
However, even more of them were trembling in fear, as if the end of the world had arrived.
At this moment, Lin Hao brought Chu Yunfei and Xie Jinyuan to the roof.
At that moment, countless citizens cheered crazily at Lin Hao as if they had seen their idol.
"Hello, Officer Lin!"
"Good job, Officer Lin!”
Lin Hao didn't seem to hear anything. He walked to the hundreds of captives with a cold gaze.
"Brothers!"
Lin Hao shouted, and the soldiers on the roof stood at attention. They puffed out their chests and looked at Lin Hao arrogantly.
Lin Hao pointed at the Japanese on the ground with a cold expression."Do you see? This is the true face of the Japanese!”
"A bunch of Five Inch Nails dwarves. You said that they were invincible, that they were undefeatable. Do you still believe it now?”
"I don't believe you!" Everyone roared.
After fighting so many battles with Lin Hao, every soldier in the warehouse was no longer afraid of the Japanese.
Even Old Abacus, who was once a coward, puffed out his chest proudly at this moment. He was proud that he was a Chinese soldier.
" Yes!" Lin Hao nodded in satisfaction." Before I came to the warehouse, I saw the corpses of our compatriots all over the street!"”
"These bastards, they stole my land, killed my comrades, humiliated my sisters, and harmed our people!”
"Today, we will use their blood to pay tribute to the heroic spirits of China.”
"Men, tie up these few who can shout the most. They used their bayonet to kill our compatriots. Now, we will use our bayonet to return the favor!”
"Yes, sir!"
Duan Wu was the first to rush out and walked up to a Japanese with a murderous look.
The ghost glared at him fiercely. Kill me, come and kill me. Cina, kill me if you have the guts!"
Duan Wu punched him in the face and dragged him to the side of the building like a dead dog.
Pulling out his bayonet, in front of countless people on the other side, Duan Wu roared from his chest,""Uncle, I've avenged you!"
He raised his hand and the bayonet pierced through the ghost's neck.
The ghost who was still clamoring earlier instantly struggled like a dying dog, and blood gushed out from his wound.
Duan Wu kicked him down and his body fell heavily in front of the warehouse.
Then, a dozen soldiers dragged the Japanese to the side of the building.
Amidst the cursing of the devil, he raised his knife and stabbed it through the devil's neck.
Fresh blood poured down from the roof, dyeing the pitch-black ground red.
The people on the other side saw this cruel and cold scene.
No one was afraid. Instead, countless people cheered loudly.
For more than a hundred years, ever since the Opium War, China had been suppressed by the foreign powers.
The English had left, and the French had come.
After the French left, the Eight-Nation Alliance came again.
After the Eight-Nation Alliance left, the Japanese pirates on the other side attacked again.
Over and over again, a hundred years of humiliation.
Many Chinese were already numb to it. At the mention of foreigners, they were so afraid that they wanted to kneel down.
In many people's minds, it was impossible to defeat the pirates.
Especially during the Battle of Songhu, the 700,000-strong Chinese army suffered a crushing defeat, 300,000 people died tragically, and they were chased by 300,000 Japanese soldiers.
Corpses were everywhere in the city, and this small concession became the only safe place.
But now, they saw the Japanese being killed like animals.
The hatred hidden in the hearts of countless Chinese people completely erupted.
"Good kill, good kill!"
"Kill all the Japanese and avenge the Chinese!”
Many people even knelt on the street and kowtowed to Lin Hao.
Most of their family and friends did not escape and died under the massacre of the Japanese army.
Now, seeing Lin Hao kill the Japanese to pay homage to the heroic spirits, it could be considered as revenge for their family and friends.
Soon, hundreds of Japanese were all killed.
In the beginning, there were still many Japanese who were unyielding, but later on, almost all of the Japanese who were dragged out cried and begged for mercy.
The foreign reporters on the other side of the river excitedly recorded this scene.
"Didn't they say that the Wei Nation soldiers are not afraid of anything?”Reporter Fang Xingwen spat. When they died, they were not much better!”
At the same time, on the streets of the concession, a girl scout named Yang Huimin raised her arms and shouted.
"Fellow countrymen, fellow countrymen! Our army, for our motherland, although only 800 people, we still hold on to the other side!”
"They are our pride, our national heroes. I suggest that everyone should donate money, but not goods. Let's give Officer Lin's troops what they need the most, okay?”
This suggestion immediately aroused everyone's response.
Yang Huimin and her companions immediately used the Boy Scout flag as a donation flag.
For a time, everyone in the concession, from ignorant children to old people, generously donated their most precious things.
"Sister, this is the money I've saved since I was young. It's for my uncle on the other side to fight the Japanese!”
"Miss, this is all my money and this ring. I'll donate it all!”
"Miss, my family only has two ancestral copper furnaces left. Donate them and sell them for a good price!”
"Daughter, this is my father's life savings. Go kill the Japanese for Officer Lin!"
"I'll donate all the buns and meat in the restaurant for our brothers to have a good meal. After we're full, we'll kill the Japanese!”
On the roof of the warehouse, Lin Hao looked at the donations from the people across the river.
" A hundred years of humiliation, my blood will never cool down!"
Lin Hao sighed." If the people of the country can unite, I, the great China, will never perish!"”
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