Even if he couldn't see the movements of Fang Buwei's hands clearly, just smelling the smell of soju and incense and candles wafting from the shore, the people on the boat knew what the man on the shore was doing.

Memorial.

There is no tomb here, and there is no temple here, who can this man pay tribute to?

Most of the people on these three ships were Chen Haoqiu's subordinates, and all of them followed Chen Haoqiu and participated in the Battle of Songhu with Yang Hu's Shanghai Security Regiment, so they naturally knew what had happened at the mouth of the Suzhou Creek.

A year and a half ago, at least 50,000 or 60,000 soldiers of the Nationalist Army died at the mouth of the Suzhou Creek.

This man is commemorating these heroes.

A group of spies on board were both admiring and worried.

This man is too bold.

Not to mention that this is the boundary of Hongkou, and less than 50 meters away from the fire is the checkpoint set up by the Japanese military police at the mouth of the Suzhou Creek.

Chen Gongshu even saw that behind the sandbag, several Japanese soldiers were pointing at the person who burned the paper, obviously having discovered his abnormality.

This man is clearly digging maggots into the eyes of the Japanese......

If the Japanese knew what this man was doing, where would he be able to spare his life?

The spy who exclaimed just now endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and Chong Fang didn't shout in a low voice: "Brother, just remember it in your heart, let's go......"

Walk?

Why go?

Fang Buwei pulled the corners of his mouth, and threw yellow paper into the fire without raising his head.

He is not a materialist, but he also does not believe in ghosts and gods, and the reason why he made this gesture is just for peace of mind.

failed to let more compatriots survive, Fang Buwei always felt that he had a great responsibility......

The spy on the ship tried to persuade him, but he was slapped on the back of the head by Chen Gongshu.

"What are so many words?"

It was fine, but I had to shout twice again, and I also shouted out that something was coming.

Today is the eighth day of April in the Gregorian calendar, and two days after Qingming, burn some paper money and worship the ancestors.

It's the act of this man running in front of the Japanese to burn paper, which is really a little uncomfortable.

The Japanese don't understand, but these bastards like traitors and spies are still clear.

I hope no such bastard sees this.

The three boats slowly sailed into the mouth of the Suzhou Creek, getting closer and closer.

The more than 20 big men on the ship all watched quietly as Fang Buwei finished burning the paper, took out a bottle of soju, spilled half of it first, and then raised it in the direction of the west, raised his neck again, and poured the remaining half into his mouth.

This time, he paid tribute to the compatriots who died in Nanjing, as well as those soldiers who fought bloody battles with the Japanese army and died on the battlefield.

The spicy liquor burned the throat and tongue numbly, and the burning was not so hot that the whole body was burned.

It has nothing to do with alcohol.

With his current physique, even if he drank all the wine in the Yangtze River, he couldn't get a trace of drunkenness.

After returning from Nanjing, Fang Buwei felt that there was a fire hidden in his heart that he couldn't vent.

He was eager to take some living creatures and sacrifice them.

Fang Buwei turned his head and looked at the level not far away.

There are a dozen or so Japanese military police wearing sleeves after the checkpoint, which should be a squad.

A little less.

But flies and mosquitoes are also meat......

Fang Buwei threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand and took out a new one from the cloth bag.

The sound of the glass bottle being smashed was crisp, and it successfully attracted the attention of the Japanese military police behind the checkpoint.

Chen Gongshu's eyes narrowed slightly.

He saw several Japanese soldiers come out of the back of the checkpoint and walk over to the man who was drinking with burning paper.

Chen Gongshu gritted his teeth, and finally lowered his head gloomily.

It's a pity that I can't do anything about it......

Chen Gongshu was still secretly sorry, and Chen Haoqiu beside him roared violently, startling him.

"Liu Geqing ......"

Chen Haoqiu stood up suddenly, staring closely at Fang Buwei, who was sitting cross-legged by the fire, holding a wine bottle and drinking bitterly.

"Dong Ye, you tell ......" Liu Geqing made a leap and flipped into the sack.

He has been following Chen Haoqiu for more than two years, and as soon as he heard Chen Haoqiu's tone, he knew that there was work to do.

"Copy guy!" Chen Haoqiu burst out three words from between his teeth.

"Are you crazy?" Chen Gongshu pulled Chen Haoqiu, "If you meet one, you have to save it, can you save it?" ”

Chen Gongshujue's paper-burning man is purely a head problem.

Isn't this a rush to death?

"You open your eyes and look good, who does that person look like?" Chen Haoqiu pulled Chen Gongshu's collar and pointed at Fang Buwei and said.

Chen Gongshu looked at it suspiciously, and reprimanded in a low voice: "It's so dark, look at it?" ”

It was almost dark, although Fang Buwei still had a pile of unburned paper money under his feet, spitting flames, but he happened to be facing the fire sideways, looking at the two Japanese soldiers who came over, Chen Gongshu couldn't see Fang Buwei's face clearly.

"Who told you to look at your face?" Chen Haoqiu said urgently.

He didn't see Fang Buwei's face either.

But based on his figure and movements alone, he was eighty percent sure that the man was Fang Buwei.

Hasn't this bastard been recuperating in Chongqing, when did he come to Shanghai?

Director Ma didn't inform me either?

These thoughts just flashed in Chen Haoqiu's mind and disappeared.

He didn't have time to think about it right now.

With the temperament of not doing anything, how can it be caught?

As long as Fang didn't move, he would order the brothers on the ship to do the same.

What are the consequences of doing it?

Chen Haoqiu didn't have time to think about this.

Hearing Chen Haoqiu's words, Chen Gongshu was stunned for a moment, and then scolded his mother again.

Without looking at his face, can Lao Tzu recognize who he looks like?

But no matter who it is, Chen Gongshu will not let Chen Haoqiu move.

Are you kidding?

At most, the brothers had a box cannon in their hands, not even a grenade.

And the Japanese gendarmes of that squad have two crooked machine guns alone, how can this be beaten?

What's more, this is right on the edge of Hongkou, and the headquarters of the Japanese Marine Corps is only two kilometers away.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, in five minutes at most, a large Japanese army could rush over, and there was no place to flee if they wanted to.

Chen Haoqiu is absolutely crazy.

Chen Gongshu pointed at Liu Qingge and scolded sharply: "His brain is broken, and your brain is also broken...... Do you really want to bury all your brothers here? ”

Liu Qingge rolled his eyes, groaned slightly, and waved his hand to the subordinates behind him, meaning to prepare for battle.

He is Chen Haoqiu's soldier, so he naturally has to listen to Chen Haoqiu's orders.

At this time, the two Japanese military policemen were about to walk in front of Fang Buwei.

Fang Buwei was still sitting steadily, pouring wine into his mouth one by one.

The ship at the front had already sailed to a position that was about to be flush with Fang Buwei.

Chen Haoqiu, who was squatting on the bow of the boat, could even hear the sound of "coo-dong-dong" coming out of his throat when Fang Buwei swallowed the wine.

The situation is on the verge of erupting.

(End of chapter)