Chapter 444: It's harder to smile than to cry

"Here, have some dumplings!'

'I don't want the ones with leeks. You can have them!'

'Fine, give them to me! I don't want the ones with cabbage. Give me the ones with leeks. Who wants the ones with cabbage? I'll give them to him.'

'The cabbage filling is the soul! Do you understand! Leek filling is too bitter!'

'Give it to me! Give it to me! I'll eat it!'

Zhang Yong stretches out his hand and takes all the leek filling.

Really. These guys. How dare they say the leek filling is not tasty? You know what leeks can do?

With so many women around, you have to eat a lot of leeks. It's good stuff!

'Give it to me! Give it to me!

Give it to me!'

A group of people piled all the leek filling in front of Zhang Yong.

The way they looked at it was disgusting. It was as if they were writing it on their faces.

Zhang Yong: ...

I feel like punching them. I really do.

Unfortunately, I can't.

He can't beat anyone around him.

So he just buried his head and ate.

He felt very relaxed.

He didn't have to worry about enemies sneaking up on him. If there were any enemies, he would be able to spot them at any time.

This place where they eat dumplings is quite famous in the neighbourhood. It's right next to the Yuan residence. It's called Black Soil Dumpling Restaurant.

The signature dish is Northeastern dumplings. There's also braised pork ribs and stuff.

A lot of people like meat. So they all order big bowls of braised pork ribs. Zhang Yong, on the other hand, just orders dumplings.

These rough people. What's so good about braised pork ribs?

It's not as good as braised pork knuckle. Unfortunately, they don't have that. But they have all kinds of cold dishes.

Ah, it's great to be rich.

We still have to work hard to kill the Japanese invaders and the traitors.

This Yuan Wenhui, we must get rid of him this time.

I secretly speculate, how much wealth does Yuan Wenhui have? 10 million? 30 million?

It will definitely be no less than 10 million. If we squeeze it all out. Hehe. Even if only half of it is handed over, the Director will smile in his sleep. And then he will protect himself.

Even if it was him who killed Ye Xiufeng of the Central Administration, the Director will take the blame.

Suddenly...

a large group of white dots appeared in the southwest.

Zhang Yong immediately became alert. He waved to Cao Mengqi. Lao Cao immediately came over.

Well, Lao Cao is a big bad guy. It was him who didn't eat the leek filling. He said it had a smell. Zhang Yong judged that this guy had been single for a long time, full of yang energy, and was afraid to eat more...

'A lot of people are coming from the southwest...'

'Could it be reinforcements called by the Yuan mansion?'

'Let's go and have a look!'

'Good!'

Cao Mengqi immediately stopped eating.

What's the point of eating? There's no joy in eating when there's a battle going on. Just grab your gun and go.

Yu Lexing: ???

Where are you two going? Why aren't you taking me?

In the end, the two of them sneaked off. He had to stay behind. Definitely not everyone can just walk away.

They're also watching the Yuan mansion over here! If anyone comes out, shoot them immediately.

Their current mission is to nail down the Yuan mansion. Don't let anyone get out.

Zhang Yong and Cao Mengqi arrived at the southwest checkpoint and found that it was Tiger Ba who had come. The two Japanese spies Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi were also among them. They were followed by dozens of people. They were all soldiers from the Northeast Army.

He frowned in secret.

What was Tiger Ba doing here?

It seemed that he hadn't been notified.

And what were the two Japanese spies Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi up to?

Before, they tried to set a trap in Tang Village and lure me into it. Now it seems like their plan has failed. What kind of mischief will these two come up with?

On the surface, I remain calm.

I smile and go up to them.

'Big Boss...'

'Captain Zhang, I'm here to serve you.'

'Serve me?'

'Yes! Just tell me what to do.'

'Well...'

Zhang Yong is flattered.

At the same time, he is secretly suspicious. He dares not let his guard down.

To be honest, he didn't really know Tiger Ba very well. They had never really spoken directly. The other person often questioned him.

At the time, he had the feeling that Tiger Ba was quite resistant towards him.

Now, suddenly, there was a 180-degree change. How could Zhang Yong dare to believe it?

"I will help you if you kill the Japanese invaders.'

'Huh?'

'I already know about your ambush of the Japanese invaders.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong was half-believing.

Is that the reason? It seems like it's not a big deal...

Ambushing the Japanese is a piece of cake.

It's not the first time.

Before, he had ambushed Japanese military police many times! And you didn't see Tiger Ba rushing over to flatter me!

His eyes fell on Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi.

Did these two Japanese spies encourage him behind his back?

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he decided to give the 'credit' to the two Japanese spies.

'They?' Tiger Ba seemed a little surprised.

'Big Boss, you don't know. Number Three is an expert marksman. He killed a Japanese sergeant with one shot...'

'Really?'

'Of course. Number Four is also a good marksman. He killed a Japanese corporal with one shot...'

'Really?'

Tiger Ba was doubtful.

He hadn't heard anyone mention it!

Neither of the two had said anything. So he didn't know.

In his impression, it seems that the two guys' marksmanship was just so-so. They said themselves that they hadn't touched a gun much...

How did they suddenly become expert marksmen? And kill someone with one shot?

He turned to look at the two men.

But he noticed that their faces were very strange.

They looked happy, but there didn't seem to be any smiles. It felt as if they didn't want the credit?

In fact...

The two Japanese spies really didn't want the credit.

They had never received any credit before. Who would have thought that Zhang Yong would falsely claim credit for them?

Zhang Yong sneered inwardly.

You two sons of bitches, I'll make you famous!

I'll let all the Japanese invaders know that you two are the 'great heroes' of the resistance.

I'll falsely report the battle results and give your exploits to the storytellers under the Tianqiao Bridge, who will take turns giving speeches every day to make your names known throughout the world...

Haha!

You have to thank me...

'No...'

'No...'

Tong Tiangong's tone was stiff.

Yu Hongzhi's forced smile was even more unbearable than crying.

How dare they become famous?

Do they want to die?

Only the people in the Maochuan mansion knew the identities of the two of them. No other Japanese knew.

If the other Japanese learned that it was the two of them who had killed a large number of Japanese soldiers, what do you think they would think? They would skin them alive, tear them apart, and treat them as their number one enemy.

By then, if things get out of hand, the Maochuan Residence will not dare to admit their identities.

Is Shu Maochuan out of his mind?

Letting his subordinates massacre their own people?

He wants to commit hara-kiri, doesn't he?

'Boss, these two are really humble,' Zhang Yong said seriously. 'I think you need to explain to everyone personally. Publicize it. Let everyone know about their contributions.'

'I understand,' Ba Laohu nodded, 'I will. I'll arrange it immediately.'

Tong Tiangong: 'No need...'

Yu Hongzhi: 'No...'

The two of them really had a harder time laughing than crying.

Who would have thought that Zhang Yong would pull such a stunt. It was a complete frame-up!

Really. They had not moved a muscle before.

As soon as the Japanese army arrived, the two of them immediately retreated quietly. They had not even set foot on the battlefield.

However, they could not defend themselves. And they could not defend themselves.

Could they insist that they had not killed a single Japanese soldier? That would be easy to expose, wouldn't it?

'Come, come, three bosses, let's go eat!'

'Aren't you besieging the Yuan mansion?'

'Yes!'

'Well...'

'It's fine. We can fight and eat at the same time. Fighting is one thing, eating is another. We can't stop eating just because we're fighting. We need to be full and well-fed to destroy the enemy.'

'But the Yuan mansion will soon be reinforced with a large number of Green Gang members.'

'I know.'

'They're in great numbers.'

'I...oh, here they come. There are indeed a lot of them.'

Zhang Yong calmly corrected himself.

It turned out that, in the east, at the edge of the map, a large number of small white dots had appeared.

If he guessed correctly, they should be Qing gangsters who had received the news and were trying to rush to the Yuan mansion for reinforcements. They were quite proactive, arriving extremely quickly!

Haha.

Perfect timing. Just in time for a good beating.

Qing gang?

Are they very powerful?

Let me show you what a killing stick is.

Then there was a new discovery.

Among the many small white dots are a few small red dots.

Huh? There are Japanese people?

Could it be that there are hidden Japanese invaders?

It seems to be the norm for Japanese invaders to disguise themselves as Chinese and lurk among the Qing gang.

Let's go take a look.

Take Cao Mengqi with you.

Batao also follows. He doesn't consider himself an outsider.

Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi exchange glances and follow.

Soon, they arrive at the corner of the street.

The Qing gang members were on the opposite street. They didn't dare come over. Because there was a black Thomson submachine gun on this side to intimidate them.

No one was stupid. They knew the muzzle was going to devour people. If they rushed recklessly, the result would be death.

Zhang Yong silently examined the small red dots. He noticed something.

They were all the most active and positive. No wonder they came here so aggressively. It turned out that there really were Japanese invaders infiltrating them.

Suddenly, he thinks outside the box.

The Qing gang in Tianjinwei has Japanese infiltrators. What about the Qing gang on the Bund? Are there any Japanese infiltrators there?

The answer is yes. Definitely yes. Duan Tiansheng is one of them. He is under the command of Zhang Xiaolin.

From this, it can be inferred that there are definitely Japanese infiltrators under the command of Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong. However, neither Du Yuesheng nor Huang Jinrong are willing to do the Japanese's bidding. The Japanese are at a loss.

After the Battle of Shanghai broke out, Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong both fled to the concession. The Japanese were at their wit's end.

The Japanese wanted to replace Zhang Xiaolin with someone else, but they failed. Zhang Xiaolin was soon assassinated by the military intelligence.

After the outbreak of the Pacific War, Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong both fled from Shanghai. Subsequently, there was no longer a real boss in Shanghai. Until the Japanese announced their unconditional surrender.

'Number three!' Zhang Yong suddenly shouted.

'Shaolong, what do you want? Tell me,' Tong Tiangong reflexively declared his determination.

'I'll indicate the target. You shoot.'

'What?'

'There are Japanese hiding in the Green Gang. You shoot them all.'

'Me?'

'Yes. This is your merit.'

'No, no, I'm a terrible shot. I can't hit anything.'

'Then come here, Fourth Boss.'

'I'm not a good shot either, I'm afraid I can't handle this responsibility...'

'I see!'

Zhang Yong seemed a little disappointed.

He thought to himself, you two guys, you've shown your hand so quickly?

You pretended to kill the Japanese when I told you to. I can see that the Boss is not happy.

Haha. Tiger Ba doesn't think highly of you!

'You, come up here!'

Zhang Yong pointed at a veteran of the Northeast Army.

The veteran of the Northeast Army hurriedly came up.

Cao Mengqi handed him a Type 44 rifle. It had been captured from the Japanese.

It had a range of over 100 metres and was accurate enough.

'I'll guide the target. You do the killing. Understand?'

'Yes!'

'Good. See the man in the black cheongsam standing under the eaves at the left end of the street? He's facing left and giving a speech...'

'I see him.'

'That's him. Kill him...'

'Bang!'

The gunshot was sharp.

This veteran of the Northeast Army was not ambiguous.

Zhang Yong shot where he pointed.

After the gunshot, the target immediately fell forward limp.

Then, the map showed that the red dot disappeared.

Not bad. One shot to the death.

Zhang Yong casually took out a dollar to the veteran of the Northeast Army. Then he took back the Type 44 rifle in his hand.

Everyone has one.

Everyone gets a share.

Everyone takes a turn. It's a good test of marksmanship.

'Next!'

'I'll do it!'

Immediately, a second veteran of the Northeast Army came forward.

Kill a Japanese soldier and be rewarded with a dollar? Who wouldn't be tempted? They were all capable of killing Japanese soldiers.

A distance of more than 100 metres was no problem at all. Really.

Zhang Yong pointed the target out to the other person.

The target was very clear.

The Japanese soldiers were hiding among the members of the Green Gang, and they had no idea that they had already been targeted like fireflies in the dark.

'That's him!'

'Bang!'

The veteran of the Northeastern Army shoots decisively.

The target staggers, then loses his balance. And then falls.

A moment later, the red dot disappears.

Not bad.

One shot, one kill.

They really know their stuff.

No nonsense. A big silver dollar. Then the Type 44 rifle is put away.

Next.

The remaining veterans of the Northeastern Army are even more active.

They like to get down to business. They don't say anything. Just reach out and take the big money. That's a relief.

After killing two Japanese soldiers in a row, the others didn't hide. They didn't realise that their identity had been revealed. They continued to incite other personnel to try to charge head-on.

The result...

'Pop!'

Another gunshot.

Another Japanese soldier was killed. This time it was a direct headshot.

Zhang Yong looked sideways.

The veteran Northeast Army soldier who had fired the shot was dark-skinned, strong, and had kind eyes, making him look like an honest man. But he had shot the Japanese soldier in the head.

'What's your name?'

'Chen Wen.'

'How long have you been a soldier?'

'Seven years.'

'Not bad!'

Zhang Yong praised him.

Chen Wen? That's a good name! He looks like an educated man.

Kind eyes.

One shot to the head.

Good!

You're good. You deserve praise.

That's the kind of ruthlessness we need against the Japanese invaders! If you can shoot someone in the head, do it!

You'll get two silver dollars as a reward!

Suddenly, all the other veterans of the Northeastern Army stuck their necks out, eager for their turn.

Silver dollars were important. Showing off one's prowess was even more important.

But the most important thing was still revenge. It was about killing the Japanese invaders. It was about wanting to return to their hometowns!

One shot to the head. Many people can do it. Really.

'All of you!'

'All of them!'

'There are so many Japanese invaders in Tianjin, you're worried there won't be any targets? Just kill! Kill as much as you like!'

'Follow me, Zhang Yong, there are plenty of Japanese invaders and plenty of money!'

Zhang Yong reached out and pressed his hand. He asked everyone to quiet down a little. Then he spoke loudly.

The crowd gradually quieted down. But their hearts burned even hotter.