However, Li Yunlong also saw the other side of Zheng Yingqi: he valued friendship and had a small heart...

He was so slim that after stuffing a person into it, he would never be replaced. He was so slim that he would not pull it out after he had installed something!

Li Yunlong was afraid, because of Xiuqin, the subordinate he liked the most and relied on the most, would be in a slump!

So, he thought: At worst, I can release these stray dogs!

Zheng Yingqi shook his head. He could vaguely understand what Li Yunlong meant, but he refused. "There is no reason to let them go. I let them go today... Another day, we need a greater price to keep them!"

This is not an exaggeration. Yamamoto, who has suffered losses, is already extremely cautious. The whole set that he would have plunged into last night almost made Yamamoto turn the tables. What price would he have to kill Yamamoto at the future?

A Yamamoto, who is as cunning as a fox but also a vicious snake, a keen cheetah, and a ferocious old Hu, will he train many Japanese who are proficient in special operations if he is dedicated to training troops?

"Talk with him first!" Li Yunlong glared at Zheng Yingqi: "Can't I be the leader of the independent group?"

Zheng Yingqi looked at his regiment commander. After a long time, he nodded silently and said, "Okay, I'll talk to him, but..." Zheng Yingqi took a deep breath and continued, "Captain, let the engineer platoon adjust the Great Conscience Cannon and aim it at the Japanese. I will find a way to rescue Xiuqin. As long as I rescue Xiuqin, I will use the Great Conscience Cannon to flatten the place!"

"Okay!" Li Yunlong agreed without hesitation, but immediately instructed: "You... don't be fooled by the Japanese."

Zheng Yingqi squeezed out a smile and said, "Captain, don't worry."

...

After the gunshot stopped, Yamamoto leaned on the command knife with one hand and tapped back and forth on his leg with the other hand, calculating the time, and finally, the sound he was expecting sounded:

"Yamamoto, I'm Zheng Yingqi, do you want to talk to me?"

After hearing this sound, Yamamoto stood up with a whoosh, stepped on the ladder without hesitation and stood in front of Xiuqin, and exposed himself under the gun.

But Yamamoto was unmoved, but said to himself: "Jun Zheng, you and I have been in harmony for a long time, so why not show up and see each other at first sight?"

A figure suddenly climbed up to the courtyard wall, and after a few excitement, he stood on the roof and appeared less than thirty meters away from Yamamoto.

Yamamoto looked at the person who appeared on the roof and slowly smiled. The man in front of him was like most Eighth Route Army soldiers, black and thin, but the divine light in his eyes, the explosion-like power under the thin clothes was unobstructed. Although the gray uniform he wore was not as heroic as the imperial army uniform, it was even full of black and smoked traces, and even bandages were tied to his arms, Yamamoto was sure that this person was Zheng Yingqi, whom he had been thinking about day and night, a man who left the entire Yamamoto special attack team helpless, and almost almost wiped out the special attack team twice.

Zheng Yingqi was also looking at Yamamoto.

It looks a bit like Yamamoto in the vague memory of the sword, but it is more firm and dead. This is also the first time he saw Yamamoto, who has been thinking about day and night since he entered this world!

When Zheng Yingqi saw Yamamoto, he realized something. He thought Yamamoto wanted to live and wanted to exchange Xiuqin for a way out. But the moment he saw Yamamoto, Zheng Yingqi realized how proud the person in front of him was.

How could a Japanese man who still cleaned himself up under such a heavy siege, and a person who, as a colonel, did not like to command the corps but studied special operations and even led the team himself, be the kind of person who was willing to live in poverty?

Although he wished he could swallow the other party alive as an enemy, Zheng Yingqi had to admit that the Japanese brainwashed by Bushido were indeed far superior to many armies in terms of will, and Yamamoto was one of the best!

Yamamoto didn't want to leave here alive!

After understanding this, Zheng Yingqi realized the other party's purpose.

Like myself, the other party also regards himself as a major concern, so what he thinks is...

Thinking of this, Zheng Yingqi was actually happy, just like a mountain carrying it on his back suddenly collapsed.

easy!

Cozy!

Zheng Yingqi thought: Since you and I have the same idea, that's great!

"Jun Zheng, don't be fine!" Yamamoto said with a smile.

Zheng Yingqi also smiled, saying, "I am a person who is not educated and can't speak literally or speak human words!"
Chapter completed!