Yamamoto smiled, stared at Zheng Yingqi, and said, "I didn't expect to see Zheng Jun in this situation. Unfortunately, there was no wine at this time, otherwise I should have drunk three thousand cups according to the ancient style!"

"Drinking depends on your mood and the partner. My ancestors said that when you meet a close friend, you can drink a thousand cups of wine, and you don't have to say anything more than half a sentence. If you drink two, I can't drink a glass of wine."

"I don't think there is anything to say without speculation with Zheng Jun. After all, you and I can be considered to be deeply engaged in special operations. If there were no such war, we could communicate well. However, we have already communicated on the battlefield, although I was defeated by Zheng Jun twice."

Zheng Yingqi smiled, smiling very freely. Yamamoto kept looking at Zheng Yingqi patiently, without interruption or anger.

He smiled because it was time to do so, and was he still talking stubbornly?

Self-righteous or loser's introspection?

"Actually... I am very grateful for this war..." Zheng Yingqi looked at Yamamoto and whispered: "This war has brought about a new life in a great country, although we have paid a lot of money."

newborn?

Yamamoto could not understand Zheng Yingqi's words, just as he did not understand Zheng Yingqi's pride at this time. He said: "Jun Zheng, although I was defeated and lost twice in your hands, I will have a new life in your country."

Zheng Yingqi smiled and did not refute, but took out his pistol indifferently. Yamamoto did not move, but the Japanese scattered in the courtyard not far away pointed the submachine guns at Zheng Yingqi.

His rash action also surprised Li Yunlong, and Li Yunlong couldn't help but curse:

"What is this guy going to do?"

He originally wanted to let Zheng Yingqi talk to the Japanese, and at worst he could let the Japanese go, but Zheng Yingqi first rashly went up to the roof and exposed himself to the guns of the Japanese. Now he even took out a pistol under the guns of the Japanese. What are you doing? Do you want to confront the Japanese with a small pistol?

After seeing the company commander pulling out his guns, the soldiers of the reconnaissance company on the periphery picked up their guns and pointed them at Yamamoto who was standing in front of Xiuqin.

But Yamamoto was unmoved, but looked at Zheng Yingqi quietly.

Zheng Yingqi looked at the pistol in his hand and said softly: "Yamamoto, don't you just want to hold me on my back before dying? I will let her go today, and I will chat with you for a while, how about it?"

Influenced by Li Yunlong, Zheng Yingqi occasionally hangs the self-proclaimed "I'm Tsubasa" at the edge of the corner, but he has never felt as happy as he is now that he claims that I'm so happy and full of momentum!

After hearing Zheng Yingqi's words, Xiuqin, who was tied and stuffed with her mouth, started to whimper wildly. Yamamoto beside her was stunned, and then clapped her hands and said, "Zheng Jun, there is an old saying in China that heroes are sad to be in beauty. I always think that such attachments as women are not worthy of heroes' bowing, but I didn't expect that Zheng Jun would open my eyes today."

"Do you know why I hate your Japanese army?" Zheng Yingqi looked at Yamamoto with disdain, saying with disdain: "War is a matter between soldiers and soldiers, but your Japanese army has no particular attention. You kid is one of the few Japanese soldiers I can see. Since you want to drag me to do it together, okay, I will satisfy you! But you also do something that makes me respect your Japanese army. How about letting her go?"

"How should I believe Zheng Jun's sincerity?"

Zheng Yingqi snapped his fingers and said, "This is simple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Yingqi shot his leg, and blood splattered out from the bang, while he staggered and almost fell down. But at the last moment, Zheng Yingqi controlled his fall and continued to stand with his legs bent tenaciously.

"Company Commander!"

The soldiers of the reconnaissance company couldn't help but exclaim after witnessing Zheng Yingqi's sudden shooting and self-harm.

"Zheng Yingqi!"

After seeing this scene, Li Yunlong jumped and yelled.

Zheng Yingqi waved his hand to the back, signaling that he had nothing to do, and looked at Yamamoto calmly: "I'll come here myself, you can let her go! Anyway, you didn't think about going out alive. Let's talk about how many cents of money, and it's a big deal?"

Yamamoto didn't expect Zheng Yingqi to do such a move. Faced with Zheng Yingqi's request after self-harm, Yamamoto replied: "Since Zheng Jun has replaced him, of course I am very willing. I would like to ask Zheng Jun to come first."

Faced with Yamamoto's "please" gesture, Zheng Yingqi smiled contemptuously, and then walked towards Yamamoto step by step on the roof. Below, countless soldiers were roaring, but he continued to drag one leg towards Yamamoto as if he hadn't heard it.

Until Zheng Yingqi approached, Yamamoto said in admiration: "Zheng Jun's courage is the best one among the soldiers I have ever seen in your country!"

"Ha, I don't dare to recognize this," Zheng Yingqi shook his head and said, "You can drive your little Japanese out of China, and you are a sea of ​​soldiers with better courage than me! Yamamoto, should we prepare to talk about 50 cents?"

Although Yamamoto could not understand what the "Talks for 50 cents" was, he could still understand the meaning of Zheng Yingqi's words. He signaled: "Sasaki, take Zheng Jun down."

"No, just go down the ladder." Zheng Yingqi shook his head, then sat on the ladder and slid down, landing in front of several Japanese soldiers who were eyeing him. Perhaps being shocked by Zheng Yingqi's momentum, these Japanese special attackers subconsciously took a few steps back.

Seeing this scene, Yamamoto sighed silently. This person... is so terrible!

Then Yamamoto got off the ladder, and then the Japanese holding Xiuqin came down from the ladder. Zheng Yingqi looked at Yamamoto quietly to see if Yamamoto chose to put Xiuqin on.

"Zheng Jun, if there was no such war, I would really be willing to make friends with you." Yamamoto said softly, then waved his hand and signaled to send Xiuqin away. For Yamamoto, dragging one Zheng Yingqi was enough, and it would be meaningless to add Xiuqin.

Xiuqin rushed to Zheng Yingqi with tears in her eyes. Zheng Yingqi smiled and said, "Go outside and wait for me. When I fool these Japanese devils to death, I will come out to find you."

Xiuqin shook her head desperately, wanting Zheng Yingqi to remove the cloth stuffed in her mouth, but Zheng Yingqin did not take it off. Instead, she reached out to hug Xiuqin and said softly in Xiuqin's ear: "As long as you are obedient, go outside and wait for me."

Xiuqin was in tears and squeezed into Zheng Yingqi's arms like crazy. Zheng Yingqi still chuckled, reached out to wipe away the tears from Xiuqin's cheek, and then pushed Xiuqin away resolutely.

Yamamoto clapped his palms and said, "It's such a touching scene. Mrs. Zheng, you have to leave." After that, he signaled the two team members to take action. The two Japanese dragged Xiuqin out of Zheng Yingqi's arms. With Xiuqin's crazy whimpering, she dragged Xiuqin backwards until she left the yard. During this period, Zheng Yingqi was always smiling at Xiuqin, but it was the warmth that Xiuqin had never seen on Zheng Yingqi's face.

It was not until Xiuqin disappeared at the door that the smile on Zheng Yingqi's face slowly faded, leaving only a cold and cold face.

This time, Yamamoto was rarely untrustworthy. Xiuqin was sent to the confrontation line by two Japanese soldiers and handed over to the Eighth Route Army that was confronting. Seeing that the Japanese were about to leave, Duan Peng became anxious and wanted to pounce on and leave the two Japanese, but was blocked by Li Yunlong.

Duan Peng roared with red eyes: "Captain!"

Li Yunlong ignored Duan Peng, who was red-eyed, and shouted to the two gradually retreating Japanese devils: "Tell Yamamoto that damn! I will let you go! But you will return Zheng Yingqi to me! He has a hair left, and I will not kill you all the scum left!"

The two Japanese looked at Li Yunlong contemptuously, turned their backs to countless black muzzles, and disappeared from the corner of the courtyard wall.

Li Yunlong's hand couldn't help trembling. He could see the Japanese's expression clearly, and he also realized the Japanese's intention:

The Japanese... just didn't think about going out alive!

After thinking this clearly, Li Yunlong threw his hat to the ground in anger and roared miraculously: "Bastard! Damn it! I'm planning eight generations of ancestors!"

In the courtyard, Li Yunlong's roar came, and Zheng Yingqi's face showed a gloomy look for the first time. He really wanted to follow his own team leader until 45 years, to 49 years...

"Zheng Jun, I have a question." Yamamoto pulled Zheng Yingqi back from his sad mood: "As far as I know, only Germany can research and practice special operations. As far as I know, Zheng Jun has received American training, but we have never heard of the United States having special forces. I don't know where Zheng Jun's ability comes from?"

This is Yamamoto's question. He has studied Zheng Yingqi's many battles, and there is no doubt that they are all standard special combat methods. The training methods learned from Zhu Ziming also opened Yamamoto's eyes.

Zheng Yingqi laughed and did not answer Yamamoto's question. Instead, he asked: "Yamamoto, you speak Chinese well. It seems that you have a deep understanding of Chinese culture. Can you explain what kind of dish is shrimp and pig heart?"

"Shrimp and pig heart?"

Yamamoto became confused.

Knowing that Yamamoto couldn't answer, Zheng Yingqi replied on his own: "This is a big dish, a big dish prepared for the enemy."

"What's the solution?"

"Killing someone to kill your heart!"

"Killing someone to kill the heart? Shrimp and pig heart?" Yamamoto sighed perfunctorily: "The culture of your country is so profound."

Zheng Yingqi smiled and said, "Don't you want to know where my skills come from? Let me tell you... I'm from the future, you can just listen to me for three years, and it's time to be excited. I'm not referring to the atomic bomb that Hiroshima was surrendered on August 15, 1945 and the atomic bomb that Nagasaki was suffered on August 6, 1945."

Yamamoto looked at Zheng Yingqi in horror, his brain was rotating rapidly, judging the authenticity of Zheng Yingqi's words.

"Atomic Bomb..." Zheng Yingqi smiled. Before, he had actually sympathized with Japan. After all, it was a country that had been hit by two atomic bombs. But when he was in this era and witnessed too many atrocities, he understood the truth that there was no wronged soul under the atomic bomb.

Zheng Yingqi said patiently: "Atomic bomb, you can understand it as a powerful bomb. The atomic bomb suffered by Hiroshima on August 6 caused Hiroshima to accumulate 250,000 deaths in Hiroshima. Not many atomic bombs suffered by Nagasaki, only 140,000 deaths."

After hearing the data Zheng Yingqi told in detail, Yamamoto subconsciously exclaimed: "Impossible, there is no such powerful bomb in the world! Impossible!"

Zheng Yingqi ignored Yamamoto's shock and continued to smile and said, "Of course, this is not the most important thing. What is important is that after Japan announced its unconditional surrender on August 15, 1945, the US military was stationed in Japan, and then... you Japan, under the rule of the Americans, survived tremblingly."

"This is impossible! The Pacific Fleet of the United States is over. The United States will not have the strength to occupy the empire. You are lying!"

Looking at Yamamoto, whose mind was broken by himself and became neurotic, Zheng Yingqi smiled!

Killing someone to kill your heart!

This is killing people!

Do you think your empire will really build a bullshit circle? Do you think your death will become one of the cornerstones of establishing hegemony?

dream!

You will die! Your dreams will break!

It will never be realized!

"Haha, I forgot to tell you, the atomic bomb, it is said that if you can successfully attack Pearl Harbor, or if the Americans let you go, otherwise they will have no excuse or reason to intervene in this war called World War II!" Zheng Yingqi laughed, "By the way, this war will be your last mainland dream for Japan, because on October 1, 1949, on the devastated road of China, a great country was announced, and in the future, a powerful China will become an indelible nightmare that covers Japan!"

"Re-recognize it! Zheng Yingqi, a special brigade of the Chinese RJF Army!"

Zheng Yingqi proudly introduced his identity to Yamamoto, but Yamamoto kept shaking his head and denying it. Finally, he grabbed Zheng Yingqi and said with a crazy look on his face:

"You are lying! You are lying to me! All you tell is lies! You are lying! Yes! You are lying!"

But the reply to Yamamoto was a crisp sound of gunshots. Zheng Yingqi held the gun and kept pulling the trigger. Bullets continued to drill into Yamamoto's body.

Dada dada dada

After Zheng Yingqi fired the gun, the Japanese in the yard subconsciously pulled the trigger, and countless bullets also passed through Zheng Yingqi's body at the same time.

Yamamoto spitted blood and struggled, saying, "You are... you are... lying..."

Zheng Yingqi was spitting blood and laughing, laughing very freely and happily until his consciousness was swallowed up by the darkness. He was still laughing.

"No... maybe..." Yamamoto struggled and said, his consciousness was also swallowed by the darkness, but in his last consciousness, he seemed to see two huge mushroom clouds rising.

That's...the doomsday...

...

The sound of gunfire cut through the tranquility of the whole world.

Li Yunlong, who was in a hurry, stopped in shock.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be still.

The gun in Duan Peng's hand slid off his hand for the first time, and Xiuqin's desperate gaze was frozen in this moment.

The entire reconnaissance company lost its voice at this moment.

Zhao Gang, lying on the high place, stared blankly at the sudden stillness in the scope, and his eyes fixed on the twitching corpse.

The Zheng Yingqi, who never worries me... fell down?

After a long time, Li Yunlong roared heart-wrenchingly:

"Geng Erniu! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!"

(I actually fell asleep on the table)
Chapter completed!