Chapter 5: The Naked Child (16B)

The little lama didn't even notice when Shirakawa Shiro came to his side. Caught off guard. was beaten to the point that Venus was in front of him. Staggered around in most circles. I barely managed to stabilize my body again. Holding his swollen cheeks. His face was full of consternation." Too. Taijun ........ I. Not like them. I'm Manchurian. Manchukuo."

"You're still quibbling . . . The dirt road has long been far away. It took you a full twenty minutes to get to the ground." The moment when I just finished slapping the little lama. Shirakawa realized that he was taking the perfunctory anger he had received from his subordinates. Vented to this unlucky bastard. But he didn't plan to apologize to the little lama. The other party is also not qualified to accept his apology. So he frowned. Keep the rhetoric." The Kwantung Army spent so much money to support you. I also hired instructors from the Empire for you. What about you.. But it can't even compare to a group of dirt roads that have just put down their hoes. I'm embarrassed to say that I'm a Manchukuo. Manchuria has you bunch of waste in it. Is it possible that the fortunes of the country will last long?"

"Taijun is taught. What Taijun taught was." The little lama didn't have the courage to talk back. Cover your face with your hands and nod your head." The subordinate did move a little slower just now. It's slow. But the subordinates are also to ensure that they don't go to the dirt anymore. You know it too. They love to play with intrigue and trickery the most."

"If you can see through the intrigues of the earth. It's not just a little company commander." Shirokawa Shirakawa pouted. The more you look. The more I feel that the little lama and other puppet army leaders are not pleasing to the eye. Same Chinese. All of them on the dirt road are well-known good men. Although they stood on the opposite side of the Great Japanese Empire. And these lackeys that the Japanese Empire fostered in Manchuria. Then one race and one incompetent. One race and one soft bones. If one day the Imperial Japanese Army is transferred to another place. Count on these guys who are neither capable nor cheeky to achieve domination over the newly conquered territories. Is this possible. A group of boneless mollusks. How can it be a match for a tiger and a leopard. Turn it around. It's almost the same as making snacks for each other.

For the first time in my life. Shirakawa Shiro was somewhat skeptical of the current Chinese conquest goals of the military department. Some are too detached from reality. China is just too big. It's too big. It's much bigger than the planners in the military department could have imagined. The level of complexity is also far beyond all expectations. Those who talk on paper only see the weakness of the Chinese government army. But he never thought carefully about defeating the Chinese government's army. The question of how to exercise rule over the newly conquered territories. If every county had an army. It was to send all the soldiers and reservists of the Japanese Empire to China. I'm afraid it's not enough. And in case there is no time to send troops for a long time. Or the garrison is too thin. In that place, there will be Redbeard, Iruyun Dragon, and Zhang Fatzi. The situation will soon become even more troublesome than it was before the Chinese government troops were driven out.

'The only way. I'm afraid it's to support the Imperial Army. Use the Chinese to fight the Chinese . At that time, Meng Yuan relied on the support of the northern Han army to eliminate the Southern Song Dynasty. When the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs. It also received the support of a large number of Han generals such as Wu Sangui and Shang Kexi. This is a path to success that has been proven by history. It shouldn't be very complicated. However I don't know why. The same is the conquest of Chinese civilization. Meng Yuan did it. The Manchus did it. It's the turn of the Yamato nation to do it. But it was extremely difficult.'

'Is it because you don't kill people hard enough?' The Manchu Qing Dynasty had Yangzhou for ten days. Jiading Santu. The Japanese army also caused a massacre that shook the world in Nanjing. 300,000 corpses. It should be enough to deter all Chinese. Why is the fire of revolt burning more and more in other places?

It's too little benefit to the betrayer. Can't you get the demonstration effect of buying horse bones? In that year, the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs. Only a few Han princes were sealed. And how many people have been supported by the Great Japanese Empire. Pu Yi, Qi Xieyuan, Wang Jingwei. Even King De, who couldn't be on the stage. All of them have given the title of chairman of the Mongolian Autonomous Government. Why is it still a bunch of garbage that is still in hand? Slightly like that, people are dismissive of the benefits given by the Japanese Empire.'

"Maybe. This plan starts out. There's a big problem. China now. and historical China. After all, there are still some ......." was thinking depressedly. Kawada Kunizhao and Kodama Sueji had already arrived in a command car. An invitation was sent to him from afar." SHIRAKAWA-kun. Hurry up and get in the car. The two of us agreed. No matter what, we can't let this group of dirt eight roads leave alive."

"Oh. Yes. Wait a minute. I'll be right away. I'll be right away." Shirokawa Shirakawa's train of thought is interrupted. Stunned. Spread his legs and run to the command car." Pursue. This time it's chasing to the edge of the sky. I can't let them go."

"Chasing. Kill them all. Kill them all and avenge the Imperial warriors." The ghost soldiers in the car back into the car were holding rifles and machine guns. Echo weakly. Hit from yesterday noon to now. It's been more than ten hours in a row without rest. Every one of them was exhausted. However, the three chiefs refused to give up with Tu Balu. What else can they say to stop them? I can only call a few times according to the meaning of Kawada Kuniaki and others. Use this to self-anesthetize and encourage.

Equally exhausted but having to continue gritting his teeth and persevering. There are also the puppet soldiers in the Hung Yen Garrison Brigade. The physical strength, morale, and training of these guys are nowhere near inferior to the Kwantung Army soldiers. I was so tired that I wanted to find a mud pit and roll into it and sleep in the dark. However, to be a dog is to have the consciousness of being a dog. The host hasn't rested yet. Even though they were so tired that they vomited blood. You also have to try to run in front of the team and work hard. In exchange for a pot of leftovers.

The only thing that makes the puppet army and the little devils happy is . After more than ten hours of hard fighting. The bullets and grenades in the hands of the partisans were almost depleted. There is no condition to continue to lay too many mines on the way to retreat. So it was just the price of seven or eight puppet soldiers and a dozen war horses. They are on the path close to the river beach. The trail of the partisans was rediscovered.

"It should have been about ten minutes. They just fed the horses here. I also cleaned the wounds of the wounded.." Interim Supreme Commander of the Garrison Brigade. The acting head of the regiment, the little lama, pulled his finger out of a pile of hot horse manure. Put it in your mouth and lick it. Then happily ran to the command car to report to Kuniaki Kawada.

"Are you sure? How sure are you.." Kuniaki Kawada looked disgusting. Leaned his body back. He asked with a frown.

"Pretty sure. Chase along this road for another half hour. You can definitely see their shadows. Most of the horses under their crotch are cross-improved breeds of Liao horses and Don hippos. Although the size and sprint speed are much stronger than the Mongolian horse. But the requirements for feed are also high. Endurance aspects of long-distance running. It's a far cry from the traditional Mongolian horse." As a cavalryman. The little lama's ability to fight is not very good. But the study of animals is quite insightful. A word or two. then explained the basis for his judgment.

"What about it." Kuniaki Kawada hesitated. Turn your head to the side of Kodama Sueji. Try to consult the opinion of the latter.

For Kodama's last time. Can Zhang Songling and others be wiped out? It doesn't mean much to himself. Anyway, the commander-in-chief of this operation was Kuniaki Kawada. Success or not. The blame will not fall on his Kodama last time. So just a little hesitation. A quick reply was given." I think Captain Xiao's judgment is reasonable. Soon it will be dawn. As long as the guerrillas don't cross the river. Even if you miss the road. We'll have a chance to turn around, too."

"They probably wouldn't have chosen any other way." Didn't wait for Kuniaaki Kawada to make a decision. Battle Shirakawa Shiro turned back. Take the initiative to give your opinion." As shown on the map. There are only two arch bridges on the Liuhua River for horses to cross. One of them is the closest one to us. More than forty miles ahead. If the guerrillas want to get rid of us. Get ahead of the bridge. Then blow the bridge deck off with a grenade. Should be the best option right now."

"Then hurry up. Kill them on this side of the river anyway." Kuniaki Kawada excitedly slapped the driver's seat back with his hand. Hoarse commanded.

"Boom, boom." The command vehicle roared and emitted several large clouds of black smoke. Continue to chase along the path by the Liuhua River. The troop carrier that followed quickly followed. The wheels are rolling. Crushing the grass in the morning light into a few ugly ruts.

"Chasing. Chasing the Eight Roads. Kill them all. Avenge Taejun." The little lama rode a blue-gray mount. More than half a meter behind the side of the command vehicle. Tag after.

Yesterday's battle. The garrison brigade suffered heavy casualties. Therefore, he did not have to worry about the rotation of his free horses. Soon. Just with a hard performance. Once again, it attracted the attention of Kuniaki Kawada." XIAO Jun. Are you a Mongol? The riding skills are very good."

"Report Taijun. I don't know if I'm a Mongol or not. It wasn't long since I was born. He was thrown at the door of the lama's temple. So I became a lama since I was a child. Until after my master sat down. only to return the vulgar. Go to Zhang Xueliang's army to beg for a living." Listen to the Japanese take the initiative to talk to themselves. The bones in the little lama's body immediately lightened a little. I thought about it for a while. Respond cautiously.

"That's why they call you Little Lama." Kuniaki Kawada also needs to lift his spirits by speaking. Rip your throat open. Try to make your voice heard.

The little lama is a human force. The body is light and soft. The courage is ranked first among the puppet army. See Kuniaki Kawada talking about sexuality. It also improves the sound by a few points. In a way that everyone in the command car could hear clearly, he replied, "It's not just that. Be. It's because the villain's master's surname is Xiao. So the villain also followed the surname Xiao. At the beginning, when the soldiers ate food. Everyone thinks I'm loud. That's why I was nicknamed Little Trumpet. Who knows to call and call. Don't know what's going on. He became a little lama again. But that's fine. It's exactly what I used to do."

"Oh. The origin of this nickname is kind of interesting." Kuniaki Kawada smiled. Comment out loud. In the grass ahead, two warhorses were found dead due to exhaustion. Don't look closely. I knew that it was dropped by the guerrillas. This shows that the little lama's previous judgment was very accurate. It's worth him to give him some more good looks as a reward.

"Alas. Name. It's just a code name. Anyway, I don't even know what my last name should be. Call the little trumpet and the little lama. What's the difference.." Commander Xiao Dai, who also saw the corpse of the war horse in the grass, shook his head. Try to respond with a light and breezy appearance.

"You're a very interesting person, too. Chinese inside. Like you. It's not much." Kuniaki Kawada smiled again. Said with a somewhat appreciative tone.

"Taijun. I'm Manchurian." It's almost habitual. The little lama quickly opened his mouth to correct it. That's it. Only then did I realize who the object of correction was today. Quickly piled up a charming smile again. Keep adding out loud." Formerly Chinese . But now it's the Manchurians . Even the Chinese . I'm also different from other Chinese."