In the Japanese army's sweeping headquarters in Niujia Town, Duomen Jiro watched his staff officers busy packing up the things of the headquarters, taking off the map and folding it, carefully lifting the sand table and putting it on a truck, packing all those documents and everything, and preparing to take them away for a while.

Ozawa pressed his hand to his stomach, and his face was filled with a thick vegetable, as if he had been starving for days in a famine.

It's no wonder he's so thin, in less than an hour, his diarrhea, which had been somewhat reduced, suddenly worsened, and he ran seven times in one go, spending fifty-four minutes in the toilet.

With such a severe diarrhea, Ozawa felt like he was about to become dehydrated, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure it, because he knew that these were extraordinary times, and if he was not there, it was likely that the command would be in great danger.

"Duomen-kun, I think that in addition to the things that must be taken away, the rest of the things can be completely abandoned temporarily, and we will avoid this depression first." This is the third time that Ozawa has persuaded Duomen Jiro, hoping that he can give up his car to protect the handsome and leave Niujiawa as soon as possible.

In his feeling, only when he leaves here can he be considered safe, as long as he is here for a minute, it is full of danger.

But Duomen Jiro is reluctant to give up this bit of the division's belongings, who calls the Japanese elementary school has few resources, so it is particularly thrifty, and a penny is always broken as two portions.

In this way, the two men persuaded each other while watching the staff officers pack their things.

On the street outside the door, trucks have been loaded, just waiting for the last few tables to be loaded onto the trucks, and you can leave here.

"Hurry, speed up." The staff officer on duty roared, he knew that time was pressing, and he had to finish loading and moving as soon as possible.

The soldiers sweated like rain and used all their strength to get busy, and when they saw that the last few wooden tables and chairs were all loaded, they were almost fixed.

At this moment, suddenly a sharp-eyed soldier stretched out his hand and pointed to the end of the field in the distance outside the village, and his voice changed a little, "There, what is there?" ”

The staff officer on duty hurriedly ran over, raised the telescope in his hand and looked into the distance, only to see the monstrous white waves.

The terrain of Niujiawa is long and narrow, with hills and mountain walls on both sides, and the lowest height is more than 20 meters, which is like a huge canal, and the upstream flood water flows downstream, and the impact force is naturally amazing.

"The flood, it's the flood!" The staff officer on duty trembled and dropped the telescope on the ground, and he didn't care about picking it up, so he turned around and ran towards the headquarters.

In the headquarters, Jiro Tamen looked at the empty room, and then sighed with emotion, "I didn't expect that our dignified Japanese Imperial Army would have such a time to leave in such a gloomy manner." ”

"Yes, since the war with Tsarist Russia, the Japanese Empire has been invincible, as long as the soldiers point out, it is unimpeded, but I didn't expect to suffer such a big setback under such a small tiger roaring mountain." Ozawa also felt deeply, he and Jiro Tamen are old partners, from an ordinary deputy squadron leader to the current chief of staff of the division, he has experienced countless wars, and he has always won in the end, but this time is an exception.

"Alright, we're done packing up, and it's time for us to go." Ozawa looked inside the room and saw that there was nothing left, so he said to Jiro Tamon.

Jiro Tamen nodded, and the two of them walked towards the door of the house.

Suddenly, a staff officer crashed in from outside the door, and the speed was so fast that Jiro Tamen didn't have time to react, and he was knocked to the ground.

Turning over from the ground, Duomen Erlang was furious, grabbed the staff officer, and opened the bow left and right with four big slaps, "Baga, as a staff officer, how can you be so reckless." ”

The staff officer didn't even bother to salute, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Commander, Hong ...... Flood! ”

"Flood!"

These two words were like two jack giant hammers, and they smashed their heads on the heads of Jiro Tamen and Ozawa, making them a little dizzy for a moment, and then they came to their senses.

Pushing aside the staff officers who were blocking the door, Jiro Tamen and Ozawa broke out of the gate and stood on the street looking out of the village.

Standing here, they don't need binoculars to see the flood roaring from the upper reaches of the river in the distance, and the momentum is like a stone can smash you.

The two of them subconsciously held their breath, staring at the approaching flood in amazement, and their minds were blank for a while.

In front of Tianwei, even the strongest person will have an uncontrollable sense of fear from the heart, which is not a lack of human perseverance, but a tremor from the soul, which cannot be contained.

The Japanese soldiers in the town were in a commotion, and they naturally saw the monstrous flood, and they felt that their legs and stomachs were turning straight and it was a little difficult to walk.

"My Amaterasu, what's going on, help—" Before they could run, several devil cooks who were fetching water by the river outside the town were swallowed up by the rushing flood.

The river was filled with a flood five or six meters high in an instant, and then a huge stream of water swept across the entire Niujiawa, sweeping away all the people and things that stood in its way.

In the town, Ozawa and Jiro Tamon had a cold war, and finally came to their senses, they glanced at each other, and then shouted, "All personnel, abandon all supplies and retreat to a high place outside the town." ”

Before the order was issued, there were already a lot of Japanese soldiers rushing outside the town, and at this time, it was still their own lives that mattered, and when the order of Domen Jiro was issued, the devils in the town rushed out desperately.

The narrow entrance to the town was suddenly crowded with people, and the fortified bunkers, trenches, and pillboxes that had been set up for defense had now become obstacles to their escape, because of these things, the devils were struggling, and their speed slowed down suddenly.

Just when the devils in front ran out of the town less than a hundred meters away, the flood was already coming, and the loud roar of the rumbling old cow made the devils' hearts tremble, and the wall of water pressed down on their heads made their hearts rise in a thick despair.

In the blink of an eye, the flood swept through the crowd at the entrance of the town, and then rushed straight into the town, and the narrow streets made the already powerful flood even more sharp, easily rolling up the devil soldiers standing on the street and going down the river.

The force of the flood was so great that even the trucks parked on the street were easily rolled up and rushed forward with them.

In the flood, there were floating ghost soldiers everywhere, all of them seemed to be duckweed in the water, fluttering with the waves, and they had no ability to resist at all.

Under such a violent flood, even the Japanese soldiers from Hokkaido who were proficient in water were powerless, let alone the other devil soldiers.

In the face of natural disasters, they are just tragic victims.

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