As a mortar shell exploded and flew up with the body of the attacker, Yoji Matsuda finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The angry green tendons in his hand slowly converged and disappeared, and he stuck the saber in his hand on the ground, his whole body went limp, and he instantly collapsed on the ground, panting for breath, and his mind was blank.

The long, high-tension battle left him with a full body loss at this time.

Ten minutes.

Their three squads of more than 100 imperial soldiers were attacking head-on, and it actually took ten minutes to finally eliminate one person, including even more than 50 elite first-class companies under his command who had experienced many battles on the front line.

And it gave him the feeling that it was even more difficult than attacking two divisions of the Republic of China Army head-on.

At this time, the body of the attacker finally fell to the ground, and he also gasped again, his body regained a little strength, and he stood up with a somewhat sour hand.

Holding his saber, he looked at the large pool of imperial warriors lying in a pool of blood around him and the large number of wounded who were wailing everywhere, many of whom were members of his line team, and gradually, a wave of anger involuntarily burned from his heart again, and it could not be extinguished.

This bunch of imperial idiots.

This group of horsemen of the second-line division who can't be supported.

You should be used as bait, and you should not come to the rescue.

Yoji Matsuda's hand holding the saber showed his muscles again, pointed to an uninjured squad leader in front of him, and asked him to call the two squad leaders of the pack horse convoy.

He was going to educate him well.

Teach them well what war is.

He has always looked down on the second-line squad guarding the packhorse convoy, and has always felt that many of the failures of the Imperial Army's front-line battles are due to the second-line division's delay, but when he found out that the packhorse convoy was attacked, Matsuda Yoji, who had not been able to find the attacker for a long time, also turned around and immediately supported.

He is also an imperial soldier, although he is not ashamed, but he is not enough to let the enemy attack without aid.

The rugged double camel valley took him four minutes to reach the battlefield.

However, when he arrived at the pack horse team, he saw the situation clearly at a glance, and he was almost so angry that his nose was crooked, and he was almost so angry that he was about to split the two captains in half with a katana slash.

At this time, the two squad leaders also rushed to Yoji Matsuda with a pant.

Before the two frightened squad leaders could breathe a sigh of relief, Yoji Matsuda's katana was already unsheathed, and the blade stopped straight on the foreheads of the two captains.

"You two idiot grooms"

"The battle is not over yet, the front is still firing, and you will start repairing after the war?"

"This is the battlefield, you have just been attacked, and you didn't confirm your safety as soon as possible, so you actually started repairing after the war?"

"Even the simplest proliferation reconnaissance is carried out? What about the Dark Whistle? The enemy has touched you and is a hundred meters away from you, and you don't even know it! You have forgotten the basics of military training for half a year? ”

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Faced with Yoji Matsuda's katana and angry saliva, the two squad leaders with dead faces could only lower their heads and keep "hi".

The two team leaders also had bitterness in their hearts and couldn't say it.

They have just graduated from the military academy and have only one year of service in the garrison units, and although theoretical knowledge is readily available, the actual combat experience is simply zero, and once they are faced with actual combat, all kinds of theoretical knowledge in their minds cannot come out at all.

The first time they took office as the squad leader, they were responsible for such an important task of transporting military supplies, and the two of them panicked.

Military transport tasks are the hardest errands, there is no one, even if you complete this kind of errand well, at most a commendation from your superiors, and if you have a problem, a small salary deduction and demotion, a large military tribunal and a seppuku suicide package.

So in the face of the attack, seeing the loss of supplies, the two only thought about how to avoid greater losses, and didn't think much about the rest at all.

In addition to Yoji Matsuda's abuse, the two squad leaders glanced at each other, and the same sentence was revealed in their fish-like eyes.

"It's dead, it's dead"

Its troops suffered heavy losses, and the camel vehicles carrying supplies were also lost, as for the materials only overturned, the actual losses were not much, but the first two points alone were enough to give each of them a special katana for seppuku.

Yoji Matsuda scolded for five minutes, and said all the dissatisfaction with the second-line division since joining the army, and then he felt that the anger in his heart was eased, and he took out the water bottle of the army, he took a sip of water, and looked at the two squad leaders in front of him who were all lowered to the neck, and he was angry again.

"What are you doing in a daze? Search and rescue the wounded! Salvage supplies! Silly? ”

While scolding, he kicked away the two squad leaders in front of him with two flying legs.

Originally, he was exhausted, and when he scolded, he tore out his voice and yelled, but for some reason, Yoji Matsuda now feels very energetic, and his whole body has endless strength, although his muscles still feel a little sore.

"When you're tired in the future, you'll find the right second-line groom and scold you?" Lifting the katana, he shook the dirt off his body, and an idea came to his mind.

Tying the katana around his waist, he began to look around.

At this glance, his brows couldn't help but furrow.

After the war, the packhorse convoy was in chaos, and the wagons were overturned and broken, and they were everywhere. The pack horse pulling the cart was almost dead and wounded, as for those who were not injured, most of them fled in fright, looking at the pack horse fleeing in the distance, he couldn't help jumping out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly sympathized with the two squad leaders who were scolded by him just now.

The pack horses pulling the cart were actually temporarily requisitioned, and it is no wonder that they became a mess as soon as they were attacked, and the military pack horses had been trained in the battlefield environment, and they could barely control the sound of gunfire, as for these civilian pack horses who were originally just working in the fields of the Republic of China, they ran out of control when they heard the gunshots.

Using civilian pack horses to pull military supplies is really hard for these grooms.

He then set his sights on a broken transport wagon.

Military transport carriages are different from civilian carriages, military carriages are factory made, wheels are also car wheels, although the same wooden structure, but there are many iron fittings, rifle ammunition has a good defense, so it can be used for fortifications in an emergency.

But the carriage in front of him.

On the huge longitudinal keel of the carriage, a huge crack spread out from front to back, and in the center of the crack, there was a clear burn mark, which was the trajectory left by the bullet.

Around the keel, the outer iron sheet was easily pierced with a large hole, and at the very end of the carriage, red and white were sprinkled all over the ground

Beneath the carriage, there was a headless corpse.

A picture came to Matsuda's mind.

A soldier hid in a horizontal carriage, his whole body curled up behind the keel, without the slightest exposure, and at this time, a bullet pierced the three-meter-long iron-clad keel horizontally, and then smashed the soldier's head to pieces.

"It's so powerful," he shuddered.