Chapter 743 Rebellion

The 0917 plane did not return to the ship. The reconnaissance plane over the Ryujo found that the A5M fighter plane was heading east and disappeared 3 nautical miles from the coastline.

The commander of the Second Aviation Squadron immediately sent a reconnaissance plane and a speedboat to investigate, and then found the wreckage of the plane and the drowned Kenji Inoue.

As for whether he committed suicide in fear of crime, or the fighter plane crashed into the sea, maybe only the dead know.

No one knows that the dead Kenji Inoue is the real Kenji Inoue, and the Kenji Inoue who killed the British airship is a fake Kenji Inoue.

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The blue sky and white sun flag fluttered in the sky.

Hanging up for a whole afternoon without being attacked by the Japanese army. The soldiers who don’t know a single word may not know why. Xie Jinyuan and others are very clear that the Japanese army can’t care about them now. It’s too big for an A5M fighter to kill a ship of Western military observers Yes, you must know that there are not only British people, but also people from France, the United States and other countries.

This is a very, very serious diplomatic incident. In this sensitive period, if the Japanese army dared to attack the Sixing Warehouse, the British army might really declare war on the Japanese army.

Chamberlain is a soft persimmon, and has always pursued a policy of appeasement against fascism. That is because Germany, Japan, and Italy did not directly harm the interests of the United Kingdom. Now that the Japanese have killed all the military observers in an airship, can the British let it go? One can imagine what kind of pressure Chamberlain will face.

Xie Jinyuan patted his thigh all afternoon, not because he was irritable, but because he was happy. You must know that the Brussels Conference will be held in two days. The Japanese army made a big mess at this juncture. God assists.

At nightfall, there was a clear knocking sound at the entrance of the waterway of the Sixing Warehouse, and Yang Deyu hurriedly asked Li Xiang to raise the gate.

After a few breaths, Lin Yue carried a sack and swam into the lobby on the first floor.

He threw the sack into Li Xiang's arms, and walked straight to the stairs: "Tell the people in the cooking class to serve me a bowl of noodles, add ham and eggs... swimming all afternoon, I starved to death."

Boil a bowl of noodles and add ham and eggs. What kind of place does he use as a Sixing warehouse? Even if the citizens in the concession donate a lot of things, it is not enough for him to make it like this.

When Li Xiang opened the sack with curiosity to see what was inside, he stopped talking.

There are eggs, fish, lobster, pork chops, whole chicken, ham, milk, coffee beans, two whole cigarettes and three bottles of whiskey...

Did he rob the Japanese kitchen?

After getting so many things, I just want to eat a bowl of noodles, which is a model of thrift.

Seeing Li Xiang's expression, Yang Deyu went over to check the contents of the sack. His face shivered a few times. As an officer, he knew more than Li Xiang, Duan Wu, and Qi Jiaming. The rations in the sack were not Japanese soldiers. What can be enjoyed is the ingredients that can only be found on warships, and it is that kind of large-scale warship.

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Half an hour later, it was on the fifth floor of the Sixing Warehouse.

There is an empty lunch box on the desk, next to the empty lunch box is a half pack of cigarettes, and a matchbox is stacked on it. In the northeast corner, there is a dim light, and a black record is slowly rotating under the head of the gramophone, and melodious notes dance in the room.

The windows are full of green when spring comes.

The eldest girl embroiders mandarin ducks under the window.

Suddenly there was a relentless blow.

The mandarin ducks were beaten on each side.

When summer comes, willow silk grows.

The eldest girl drifted to the Yangtze River.

Jiangnan and Jiangbei have beautiful scenery.

How to play sorghum with green yarn.

The fragrance of lotus blossoms in autumn.

The big girl dreams of her hometown every night.

When I woke up, I didn't see my parents.

I saw the bright moonlight in front of the window.

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Yang Deyu pushed open the door, glanced at the record rotating at a constant speed under the faint light, and walked behind Lin Yue who was looking south to the opposite bank.

"When you came back in the afternoon, did you notice any changes in the Japanese and British ships in Suzhou Creek?"

"Well, the atmosphere of confrontation is very strong, it looks like a war is going to happen."

Yang Deyu asked again: "You really don't know that Japanese fighter planes attacked the British airship this afternoon?"

Lin Yue said, "I don't know."

Yang Deyu tilted his head and looked at his side face for a while: "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually."

Lin Yue lifted the cup on the window sill to his lips and took a sip without saying anything.

Although it is incomprehensible, although it is abnormal, and although there is no evidence, somehow, Yang Deyu always has the idea that what happened in the afternoon is inseparable from this guy in front of him.

After drinking the wine in the glass, Lin Yue patted Yang Deyu on the shoulder, turned around and walked outside.

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In the corner of the silk cocoon on the third floor.

Yangguai is still chatting with Lao Tie about women, you two take a puff, he takes a puff, and the appearance of sharing a cigarette looks very rustic. Li Xiang is wiping the 94th Army Knife. It is said that the Japanese army hacked to death with it today. He killed a Japanese soldier, probably because he was not happy about the blood on the blade, and he seemed a little obsessive-compulsive.

The woolen coat given by the knife to the Dragon Boat Festival arrived on Lao Hulu, and the cotton-padded quilt donated by the opposite side was distributed to the deserter squad with only a few blankets, which can be covered when sleeping, but useless when doing activities. You can't wrap yourself into a zongzi.

Lin Yue walked to the middle of the crowd and looked around.

"Where's Fang Xingwen?"

Old Abacus, who was squatting on the ground, raised his hand: "He's on the third floor of the Continental Bank warehouse, Lao Tan who was beating the plane."

Lin Yue glanced at Yangguai, how pitiful he was upstaged by the guy in the movie who was pushing hard.

"Do you have the courage to go with me to the warehouse of the mainland bank?" Lin Yuewang asked Li Xiang.

Without saying a word, the guy inserted the saber into the sheath and jumped down from the wooden box.

"Take the gun."

The deserters didn't respond when he said the previous sentence, and they put down what they were doing and looked up at him after speaking.

Go to the Continental Bank warehouse with a gun?

What is he going to do? The tone is not good.

Without hesitation, Li Xiang took out the flower mechanism placed behind the box, took a look at the magazine, clicked it on, and opened the safety.

Over there, Yang Shusheng also put on the flower mechanism. Although he didn't speak, his attitude was obvious.

At this moment, an unexpected situation happened.

Yangguai picked up the official rifle placed next to him: "The goose will follow you."

Sitting on the floor, Duan Wu turned over and said, "I'm going too."

The old gourd pulled a few times from behind and was thrown aside by him.

Somewhere further back, Luoyang shovel carried the fuel tank of the flamethrower on his back, as if he was going to burn them and couldn't take care of themselves. Even the Sichuan army who was afraid of death pulled the old abacus to stand up.

Lin Yue said, "Do you know what I'm going to do?"

Yangguai said: "It doesn't matter what you want to do, here you are the only one who treats the geese as human beings."

It seems that the stewed pork and cabbage vermicelli was not in vain.

"Then let's go."

Lin Yue didn't say anything, and led a group of people to the stairs. By coincidence, Qi Jiaming and Zhu Shengzhong came down from the top, and saw that the group of people looked unfriendly, as if they were going to make trouble at the warehouse of the Continental Bank.

Just as Zhu Shengzhong was about to talk, Qi Jiaming grabbed him from behind: "Do you really think he dare not kill you? Just now when I came down from the fifth floor, I heard him talking to the platoon leader. Maybe the Japanese fighter jets killed you in the afternoon. The matter of Western military observers is related to him."

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Xiaohubei stood in the corridor outside the meeting room and looked at the opposite bank with binoculars. Compared with the previous two days, the flow of people on the street was much less, because the residents in the concession were frightened by the battle in the morning. Kill, in case of playing an air strike or something, isn't it courting death to go to the street at this time?

Qiyue, who had just finished feeding the white horse, squatted next to the two guards, watching them play tigers and eat children with bullet casings on the ground.

With the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from the stairs, Xiaohubei put down the binoculars and turned around to look, only to see Lin Yue, Li Xiang, Yang Shusheng in front, Yangguai and others behind, with a chill, the soldiers on the first floor He stared blankly at them, not knowing what the deserter squad was going to do with those guys whose mud couldn't support the wall.

When July looked up, he noticed that Fang Xingwen was wrapped among the deserters, with an innocent face and blank eyes.

"What are you doing?"

The two guards playing chess stood up to block Lin Yue's footsteps.

"It's none of your business."

Li Xiang pushed the two of them, and Yang Shusheng kicked open the door of the conference room.

At this time, the people below were in a hurry, and someone went to get the gun behind him, Lin Yue grabbed the flower mechanism in Yang Shusheng's hand and swept the shuttle halfway down.

The bullets scattered under the feet of the person who wanted to take the gun, the sparks flew, the powder flew, and the people around were petrified.

"If you dare to mess with Xie Jinyuan, you will die."

After speaking, he threw the gun to Yang Shusheng, and dragged Fang Xingwen into the room.

Little Hubei was confused, and his little brain couldn't figure out what he was going to do, so he looked at Duan Wu eagerly: "Brother, Brother Lin, what are you going to do?"

Duan Wu shook his head. He didn't know what Lin Yue was going to do. He didn't say a word on the way here. Everyone just chose to support him unconditionally out of trust in him.