Bright sword: the rise from the escrow quilt factory

Chapter 57 An Extraordinary Night
The sound of explosions in the compartment gradually weakened.

It wasn't until there was no movement in the carriage that Li Yunlong walked in with someone cautiously.

Although in the explosion just now, it is difficult for anyone to survive.

But if he encounters a stubborn little devil and makes him give him a cold shot, then the loss outweighs the gain.

On the wreckage of flammable items such as sofas and wooden tables, flames danced. With the light of the flames, Li Yunlong could just see the situation inside the carriage clearly.

Compared to Li Yunlong's cautiousness, Monk Wei didn't care, and walked in carelessly. He just stepped into the door of the carriage with one foot, and was almost choked by the smell in the carriage.

"What the hell does it smell like!" Monk Wei subconsciously covered his nose, frowning and observing the environment in the carriage.

The soldiers in the platoon that came in behind were also not much better. As soon as they entered the carriage, they couldn't help bending over and vomiting.

Looking at the objects in the carriage, which could be regarded as corpses, Monk Wei's throat surged up and down twice, but he finally held back.

He looked at Li Yunlong, who had a normal expression, with a strange expression, and couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: "Sir, you really are a sir, and you can still keep your face in this kind of carriage."

The entire interior of the carriage can only be described as tragic. Almost all the furniture was blown to pieces, and it was difficult to find any complete corpses on the ground.

Apart from…

The one near the rear door of the carriage!
Li Yunlong frowned and walked over, looking at the corpse on the ground, but he couldn't see anything on his body that could prove his military rank.

"Monk! Get over here for me." Li Yunlong shouted in a low voice, "Turn over over this little devil's body for me!"

"Here we come!" Monk Wei replied, turned his body upright, frowned and stared at the devil for a while.

He said in a disdainful tone: "Sir, isn't this devil too useless? He is quite old and doesn't even have a military rank on him."

Li Yunlong didn't speak, and carefully looked at the corpse on the ground by the light of the fire, and suddenly revealed surprise: "Silly monk, this bastard must be the devil's prince!"

"Hahaha!" Li Yunlong put the submachine gun in his hand behind his back, pointed at the corpse on the ground and laughed twice.

"Look at the chrysanthemum pattern on the clothes! No one has the guts to embroider this on their bodies except the shitty Dongying royal family!"

Li Yunlong thought that Prince Guizi would be blown to pieces in the explosion just now, but unexpectedly he found a nearly complete body.

"Little devil, it will be your fate to hit me!" Li Yunlong snorted coldly and said: "Monk! Take this dog's body back."

after all.

On the land of Huaxia, the death of a royal prince is really not a matter of face to the Dongying people.

And the little devil is just a very face-saving thing. If the prince's body is left here, according to the urine of the little devil, they will definitely try their best to conceal the news.

and so.

Li Yunlong intends to help them and directly spread the news, so that the little devil's army will lose face internationally.

At the same time, let all Chinese compatriots understand the truth that if the little devils don't surrender for a day, the Chinese soldiers will resolutely fight to the end.

No matter if it is a prince or any other king, even if it is the emperor of that donkey day, as long as he dares to step into the land of China, the soldiers of China will kill him to sacrifice to heaven.

"Prince? Sir! What did you say?"

"Let me see what Prince Devil looks like."

"Where is Prince Devil? Sir! Let me take a look."

……

A platoon of soldiers rushed towards Li Yunlong's position.

It must be such an honor to be able to kill the devil prince, and they are usually happy enough to kill a junior officer for a long time.

Since the Japanese army invaded China from the four eastern provinces, no king has ever been killed by the Chinese army.

but now.

That wicked prince was killed by soldiers from one of their battalions, and it was very honorable to say this, with a radiant look on his face.

And the guard battalion will be famous all over the world for killing a ghost prince.

A prince of Dongying was killed by a logistics department of the Eighth Route Army. If this incident got out, it would be enough to embarrass the devil and send him to grandma's house!
"Okay, stop having fun." Li Yunlong said: "Go down immediately, hurry up and clean the battlefield, and prepare to retreat immediately!"

Prince Guizi's soul is broken in Wanjia Town, and the little devil will definitely not let it go. If he continues to stay here, there must be endless encirclement and suppression troops waiting for them.

"Yes, sir!"

The soldiers in that row responded in unison, and ran down quickly, preparing to share this exciting news with the comrades outside the carriage.

"Sir? Did we really kill a ghost prince?" Monk Wei kicked the corpse on the ground and rubbed his head: "Why do I feel like I'm dreaming?"

True.

Although before killing the prince of Gou Ri, Monk Wei was full of fighting spirit and very excitedly expressed that he would crush the prince to death.

But after the slaughter, Wei He felt that it was actually the same thing.

"Okay, stop the fucking nonsense." Li Yunlong kicked the monk: "With this devil's body, we are going to retreat!"

"Yes! Sir!" Monk Wei stood up and saluted.

……

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, which will make it difficult for many people to sleep.

Eighth Route Army Headquarters.

"What did you say? The Japanese army assembled troops on a large scale?"

"Where did they go?"

"Wanjia Town? What are they going to Wanjia Town for?"

"Don't know? If you don't know, let me check!"

……

The boss hung up the phone fiercely, looked up at the deputy commander and said, "These bastards, what the hell..."

Before he finished speaking, a correspondent ran into the room.

Before he could speak, the boss frowned and said, "Did the devils send an army to Wanjia Town?"

"Ah? Boss, you know everything?" The correspondent was taken aback and passed the information to the boss.

The boss looked like he had known this before, and he spread his hands at the deputy commander, and said: "Look! I know it!"

As he said that, he casually put the information on the table. Such information had almost filled the entire table, and the boss was too lazy to read the contents of the informant.

"Damn it, this is already the seventh unit of the Japanese army." The boss pointed at the map and scratched his head a little irritably.

What are these little devils trying to do with gathering so many troops to Wanjia Town at night! "

"Something must have happened in Wanjia Town!" The deputy commander said, "Otherwise, the little devil will definitely not act like crazy and send troops to Wanjia Town on a large scale."

"That's what I meant. What happened in Wanjia Town?" The boss slammed the table down and said to his back.

"Pay attention to intercepting the devil's radio signal, and we must find out what the little devil wants to do!"

(End of this chapter)