aircannonsinc Chapter 44 Brothers, we'll meet again in the underworld.
Chapter 44 Brothers, we'll meet again in the underworld.
"Secondly, Qiaoshan, Chengying, and Mingtai, you three groups are responsible for carrying out the 'Capture the King' plan."
The target is Tsukamoto Kameichi, the head of the Special Higher Police! Although he has a regular schedule, his security is extremely tight.
Keep a close eye on him and find the most subtle loopholes in his life: his commute, the restaurants he frequents, and even his mistress's residence!
" devise a meticulous plan, spare no expense, and bring him to me! Use him to exchange for the crow!"
"Yes! We guarantee to complete the mission!" The three licked their lips, their eyes revealing the excitement of hunters.
"Third, the last line of defense. If... if the first two plans fail and you don't come back either!"
Then I will personally activate the 'wire mesh'.
He was willing to risk exposing himself to personally lead me to approach the crow and ask that question: "Who is the source of our intelligence? How do we contact them?" This was the boss's death order!
Brothers, this plan...
unsuccessful,
He would die for his country!
How many times in life can you take a gamble?!
If you can do one truly remarkable thing in your life, then your life has not been in vain!
Fight!
Brothers........
We...the underworld
Until we meet again!
Wang Tianmu's eyes were filled with a desperate madness, as if he had used up the last of his strength to shout out his last words!
"Let's fight! We'll meet again in the underworld!" the crowd responded in unison, each one ready to die, their faces showing no hesitation about their impending doom.
Japanese Army Hospital, Special Care Ward.
The strong smell of disinfectant was mixed with the stench of blood and decay.
Lin Yaodong awoke from his daze. He glanced at his severed wrist, which was thickly bandaged, and the ten fingers of his other hand were in even worse condition, all of them smashed.
Even so, his arms and legs were still tightly bound to the bed with thick bandages, making it difficult for him to move at all!
Outside the door, at least ten Japanese soldiers were on guard in shifts 24 hours a day, with strict security.
The excruciating pain surged through his nerves like a tidal wave, but it also restored his composure, calmness, and shrewdness. With decades of experience as a financial tycoon in Shanghai, he finally calmed down and figured it out!
His own son caused thousands of casualties and the loss of dozens of aircraft to the Japanese army. The Japanese would never let his father and son go!
Whether their son confesses or not, both father and son are doomed!
A dead end! This is a complete and utter dead end!
He finally made up his mind!
If his son were to continue to be tortured and eventually confess, then his daughter Xiaowen, who had already fled to the mountain city, would also suffer a terrible fate. Since he and his son were destined to die anyway, he decided to try to secure preferential treatment for his daughter Xiaowen as a family member of a marshal.
The only valuable thing I can do now is to use my own and my son's deaths to confirm the fact that my son was "unyielding and heroically sacrificed for his country"!
Only in this way can Xiaowen, as a descendant of a hero, be protected and live a good life.
Thinking of this, a long-lost affection for his daughter and the shrewdness and decisiveness of a financial tycoon from Shanghai flashed in Lin Yaodong's cloudy eyes.
He had to do something.
He let out a weak groan, which caught the attention of the Japanese nurse guarding the door.
A Japanese military doctor and a translator walked in. "Mr. Lin, is there anything you need?" the translator asked impatiently.
Lin Yaodong, his breath weak, managed to say, "Sir... I... I've thought it through... Let me... try to persuade my son again... He knows he was wrong... He'll talk to me..."
The military doctor examined Lin Yaodong's condition. What kind of tricks could an old man with a broken left hand and all ten fingers of his right hand possibly pull in a heavily guarded ward?
The military doctor nodded to the translator, indicating that it was permissible. He then untied the bandages binding him and helped him to Lin Wuyai's ward.
Lin Yaodong, looking at his son's pale yet youthful face, burst into tears and whispered, "Wuya... Wuya... I'm your father! Wake up!"
Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, but Lin Wuyai slowly awoke, weakly opening his eyes: "Dad..."
"Son..." Lin Yaodong's voice changed from his usual "gentlemanly accent" to his distinctive Cantonese (which even Chinese translators couldn't understand, let alone the Japanese).
With an unusual calm, he said, "Don't speak... Listen to Dad... We... have no way to survive..."
The Japanese...will not let us go!
Pain flashed in Lin Wuyai's eyes, but a hint of understanding also appeared.
"Confessing means death... not confessing also means death..."
But death and death... are not the same..." Lin Yaodong's eyes sharpened.
"Clench your teeth...die...you are a hero...Xiao Wen...your dear sister..."
It's the families of martyrs... who can receive care.
What we need to do now... is to use our deaths...
"Give your sister a better future!"
Lin Wuyai's pupils contracted sharply; he fully understood his father's intention.
He nodded with difficulty, almost imperceptibly, his eyes showing no fear, only relief and resolve.
"Good...good son..." Lin Yaodong's face showed a bittersweet smile.
"Soon, Daddy will bite your throat clean. You go first... down there... wait for Daddy..."
After saying that, Lin Yaodong suddenly burst out with his last bit of strength, opened his mouth wide, revealing his teeth, and like a desperate trapped beast, bit down hard and accurately on his son's exposed neck and throat that were exposed outside the bandage!
Lin Wuyai did not flinch at all. Instead, he tried his best to "support" his neck, exposing his throat to the maximum extent possible!
He met his father's bloody and resolute teeth with a calm smile on his face.
"Well……!"
A dull, teeth-grinding tearing sound rang out.
Blood gushed out from Lin Wuyai's carotid artery, splattering all over the hospital bed and curtains.
The medic and translator, witnessing this horrifying scene, rushed over in terror! "Baka! Stop!"
But it was too late.
Lin Yaodong used his last ounce of strength to hold on tightly, refusing to let go no matter how the Japanese soldiers pulled or tugged at him.
She went limp when she felt her son's life rapidly slipping away.
He finally opened his mouth, lay back on the bed, and looked at the Japanese who rushed in.
Blood lingered at the corner of his mouth, along with a strange, triumphant smile.
At the same time, he shouted, "We Cantonese are all tough guys!"
We are from the same hometown as Sun Yat-sen, the Father of the Nation, and we absolutely have not disgraced him! (We Cantonese are all tough as nails; we are from the same hometown as Sun Yat-sen, the Father of the Nation, and we cannot bring shame upon him!)
Lin Wuyai's body twitched a few times. Hearing his father's roar, his eyes quickly became unfocused. He stared at the ceiling, seemingly seeing his sister Shancheng's smile, and calmly stopped breathing.
Inukai Gakufu, who rushed in from outside, was furious upon seeing this. He drew his Japanese sword and cleaved Lin Yaodong in two with a single stroke!
The father and son died for their country in an extremely tragic and heroic manner.
Soon, the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai station learned of the entire process of the heroic sacrifice of the Lin family father and son through an urgent secret report from "Steel Wire".
Upon hearing the news, Wang Tianmu, Fu Jingnian, and others were deeply saddened, yet also filled with profound respect.
"What a man! The Lin family father and son are both outstanding!"
They'll never know.
"They saved the lives of everyone at our station again!" Fu Jingnian said, his eyes red.
Even Fu Jingnian, a seasoned killer with countless lives, a man of unwavering confidence and iron will, could no longer hold back and burst into tears!
Wang Tianmu remained silent for a long time, then lit a cigarette with tears in his eyes and took a deep drag!
He finally managed to calm himself down and took a deep breath: "Send a telegram to headquarters immediately!"
Crow... Lin Wuyai and his father Lin Yaodong, steadfast and unyielding, to protect the secret,
Under the pretense of persuading his son to surrender, Lin Yaodong, the father, approached Crow and then bit off his son Lin Wuyai's neck.
They were later killed by the Japanese army and died heroically in a Japanese army hospital at 10:25 a.m. today!
His aspirations are commendable, and his integrity is admirable! We request that headquarters posthumously award him this honor and make proper arrangements for his sister, Lin Xiaowen.
Also, please tell all the brothers on the site,
"The Crow Brothers saved the lives of all of us brothers again. If we don't enforce family discipline and tear the traitors Mao Baoying and Wu Zhiguo, who betrayed the Crow Brothers, to pieces, how can we have the face to live in this world! ......" (Book club 821157311)