At the Japanese army headquarters in Shanghai, the devils were working as usual.
"Commander, all the Chinese workers are in a riot!”
"The police station asked you what to do.”
The Japanese army's major asked the commander and the commander of the 9th division.
"They're just Chinese people. Don't worry about them. However, if they obstruct the traffic order and damage the reputation of the Imperial Army, they will be executed on the spot, no matter how many people they are!”
The commander of the 9th division sipped his tea and said casually. In his opinion, the lives of the Chinese were not valuable. Killing many of them would make it easier for them to colonize. The massacre in Jinling was a testament to that.
Lieutenant General Yuan Shou looked at the military documents on the table and thought of the previous incident.
This was a matter of a large number of lives. If it was the people of the empire, he would definitely care. However, there were no capable people in China now. Their army had long been pushed into the southwest. Even if they killed a lot, what could happen?
In an instant, dozens of innocent workers and university students were killed or injured due to the interception of the traitor military police and the Japanese military police.
The news shocked the entire country.
The worker and student representatives sent people to the Chongqing government, but no one paid any attention.
The Eighth Route Army headquarters had limited influence over there.
Just as the workers and students were in despair, Li Feng received the news. He held the newspaper in his hand for a long time.
"Inform the special forces to gather immediately. I'm going to Shanghai!”
Li Feng's eyes were filled with determination and solemnity. Wang Dabao had never seen Li Feng's solemn gaze. It was like a bloodthirsty wolf.
"Captain, are you going to Shanghai?”
Wang Dabao was afraid that something would happen if Li Feng went there.
"Don't be long-winded. I'll give the order. I'll leave this side to you for the time being. Try your best to defend it.”
"I have to go to Shanghai!"
"Those who offend China will be killed no matter how far away they are!”
Li Feng's voice was very loud, and his gaze was very sharp.
Without saying anything more to Wang Dabao, Li Feng had already put on a camouflage helmet and carried a sniper rifle and a military grenade. He strode out.
Outside, 100 special forces members were already waiting in line. They were always ready, like a sharp sword that would be invincible.
For the country and the people, even if they died on the battlefield, it was for the glory of the country.
"Brothers, not long ago, the devils killed dozens of our innocent compatriots. Not only did they not pay the workers, but they also shot unarmed female workers.”
Li Feng clenched his fists.
"What if it was you guys?"
Li Feng's words ignited the anger in the hearts of these special forces members.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Those who offend China will be killed no matter how far away they are!”
The loud and clear voices were uniform, resounding through the sky.
Li Feng looked at the 100 special forces members with relief and brought them onto the transport plane.
The transport plane hovered in an open area in Henan. Li Feng and the others quickly parachuted and quietly walked onto a railway. The hundred people climbed onto the train to Shanghai.
About four days later, the train stopped at Shanghai South Train Station. Li Feng sneaked out in the dark.
At this time, the workers and students had all gone back, but the blood on the ground was shocking.
"Mitsui Factory, as long as it's a Japanese, don't leave a single one alive!”
Li Feng held a sniper rifle in his hand and quickly shuttled through Shanghai with the special forces members. Soon, they arrived at the Mitsui Clothing Factory.
Although the door of the clothing factory was locked, it was easily opened under the control of the special forces!“
"Kill them!"
A group of patrolling ronins walked past them. These ronins were all wearing kimonos and wooden clogs. They held Bushido in their hands and looked wretched.
"Your work, our Mitsui Clothing Factory's security team, if your Chinese people dare to provoke us, they will all die!”
When these ronins saw the special forces members wearing camouflage clothes and carrying submachine guns, they were a little afraid, but at the same time, they were arrogant. They did not believe that the Chinese would disrespect them.
These special forces members looked at Li Feng. Li Feng picked up a military knife and went up to slash left and right.
In an instant, more than ten of the twenty or so Japanese had died under Li Fengjun's attack.
The other ten or so people also had their necks broken by the special forces members.
At this moment, Mitsui was still having fun in the office behind the factory. More than ten of Mitsui's sons were here. Although Mitsui was in his thirties, most of his sons were in their teens.
These people were holding a birthday party, and many of them were Mitsui's friends, brothers, and friends.
These Japanese people were toasting each other. There were countless tables of delicious food, and each dish cost a lot of money.
Mitsui's 16-year-old eldest son had a big belly. With the exaggeration of militarism, his aggressive ambitions were also sprouting.
"Alright, son. Father supports you!
"Come over and have a chat with your uncles. They are all in the military. They will bring you to kill Chinese people in the future!”
Mitsui looked pleased. The dozens of younger sons around him were also shouting that they wanted to join the army and kill the Chinese.
…
Li Feng happened to push open the door of the big house at this moment. He could see everything clearly through the door.
He had also heard what Mitsui's sons had said. They had such thoughts at such a young age. The Japanese were all wolves. Being kind to them was being cruel to themselves.
"Soldiers, kill all of these beasts!”
Under Li Feng's command, the special forces members opened fire. Under the gunfire of submachine guns and light machine guns, all the Japanese present were killed.
Mitsui and his sons were beaten into a sieve, and each of them died a particularly tragic death.
The wicked would be punished. Li Feng chopped off Mitsui's head and hung it on the door of the Mitsui Clothing Factory.
Gunshots rang out from the Mitsui Clothing Factory, immediately attracting the traitors, military police, and Japanese military police. There was not a single worker in the factory now, and these military police were only here to collect the Japanese's corpses.
In a corner, Li Feng and the others changed their clothes and stored their weapons in a hostel run by an underground organization. Then, they went out to have a good meal.
At this moment, a man in a Japanese military uniform walked out of the Night Shanghai dance hall. He got into a military car with a large number of Japanese soldiers in front and behind it.
"This is not a small fish. Brothers, are you interested in killing him?”
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