"Stealth, fight back!"

The sudden attack caught the little devil by surprise, but the little devil reacted quickly and soon counterattacked under the command of some grassroots officers.

The military tricycle in which Numata Tajizo was riding was directly overturned by the air wave generated by the explosion, and his whole body was crushed underneath.

Koji Ono, who was in the same car with him, fell to the side.

Koji Ono only felt a sharp pain like shattering bones, and after lying on the ground for a while, he struggled to get up from the ground.

Soon he locked his eyes on the military tricycle he was riding in before, because the tricycle that turned over and went down, pressing a person.

This person was none other than the Wing Commander of their 39th Wing, Numata Tazo.

Seeing this, Koji Ono didn't care about the sharp pain coming from his body, so he struggled towards the direction of the tricycle.

Walking around seemed to involve injuries on his legs, and one of them failed to stand and fell to the ground again.

"Yours, come and save Your Excellency the Captain!"

Blood spilled from his mouth, and he felt a hint of saltiness in his mouth, and Koji Ono struggled several times before he could get up from the ground, so he turned his head to look at the officers and soldiers lying on the ground next to him.

"Huh?"

These little devils were originally fighting back with their guns raised, but after hearing Koji Ono's order, they found that their Wing Commander, His Excellency, was now being crushed under a military tricycle.

Soon, these little devils put down the Type 38 rifles in their hands and ran towards the tricycle in unison.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

The little devils worked together to lift the military three-wheeled motorcycle that was pressed against the body of Wing Commander Numata Takazo, rescued him, and then carried him behind a military car with a flat tire, using the military car as a cover to avoid the attack of the new group of brothers.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?"

Koji Ono climbed to Numata Taka's side and asked worriedly.

"My ...... It's mine...... Nothing"

Numata Tazo managed to hold back the sharp pain coming from his body, gritting his teeth in response, but his twitching expression obviously betrayed him.

"Yaga! Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on? ”

Half a minute later, Numata Tazo recovered a little, and then looked at the slopes on either side of the road with a resentful gaze.

"Report ...... Report to Your Excellency, Wing Commander, ours, as if we have been ambushed by the enemy. ”

Koji Ono replied weakly with a dead face.

"Yaga! Didn't you say that there were only nearly 100 guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army in Hao County? In my opinion, this is clearly a division of the Eighth Route Army! ”

"Ahem......"

Perhaps it was anger tugging at the injured chest, and Numata Takazo couldn't help but cough violently after finishing speaking.

A mouthful of blood didn't hold it back, and sprayed directly on Koji Ono's chest.

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, my ...... I don't know what's going on. ”

"Yaga! What useless rubbish! ”

Numata Takazo was furious, if it weren't for his body, he would definitely pull out the adjutant knife on his waist now, and directly slashed Ono Koji with one sword.

An army, a war, the most feared thing is not how powerful the enemy is, but intelligence mistakes.

Numata Takazo knew that now was not the time to hold accountable, so he quickly turned his attention to the battlefield.

As a battle-hardened veteran and officer, Numata Takazo has a vicious eye, and he soon discovers the weaknesses of the new group.

He found that many of the officers and men of the new regiment were not very accurate in their marksmanship, so he concluded that most of them were new recruits.

This also confirms very well that the information collected by Koji Ono and others is not completely wrong, and now, these people should have just joined the army not long ago.

In the case of unfavorable terrain and heavy losses, if you are facing an elite army that has been on the battlefield for a long time, even if it is as strong as the Imperial Army of the Great Japanese Empire, Numata Tashozo is not sure of victory or even retreat.

But if you're just dealing with a bunch of recruits......

Numata Takazo did not hesitate at all, and directly issued a combat order: "This army is all new recruits, rush up to my one, kill them all, kill the chickens!" ”

"Long live the Imperial Japanese Army!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Long live the Imperial Japanese Army!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Kill the chicken and give it!"

……

Soon, the order of Wing Commander Numata Tazo was conveyed to the ears of every little devil officer and soldier on the battlefield.

Without the slightest hesitation, the little devil officers and men rushed up the slope under the cover of their respective machine gunners and artillerymen.

The slope is very small, and it is almost impossible for well-trained and strong little devil officers and soldiers to catch their breath.

"Huh!"

The corners of Numata Takazo's mouth showed a hint of mockery, he really knew too much about the Chinese army.

Especially against an army of new recruits, despite their heavy firepower at the beginning, as long as the fire overwhelms them and causes them to suffer certain casualties, these Chinese soldiers will panic and flee.

Victory, easy.

Such a battle Numata Takazo fought I don't know how many times.

And the impression left on him by the Chinese soldiers is also vulnerable.

"Whew-"

Koji Ono gasped for breath, and Co-Captain Numata Takazo took his eyes off him, and he felt light.

Just now, he felt as if he had walked through the ghost gate.

Yes, in his eyes, the eyes of His Excellency Wing Commander Numata Tazo were far more terrifying than the enemy's bullets.

Seeing that the imperial troops on the battlefield had already rushed towards the enemy's position, a puppet officer and soldier looked up at the platoon commander Zhu Ming and asked, "Platoon commander, what should we do now?" Do you want to charge with the Imperial Army? ”

"Do you want to die or live?"

Zhu Ming was furious.

"Gah?"

The puppet soldier was stunned for a moment, and said that the fool wanted to die, so he replied: "Platoon commander, of course we want to live?" ”

"Want to live? If you want to live, then lie on the ground honestly, don't you see that the enemy's firepower is so strong? Aren't we looking for death when we rush forward? ”

"But ......"

"But what? If you want to die, go by yourself, Lao Tzu won't stop you, and you don't drag everyone down! ”

After saying this, Zhu Ming turned his gaze to the side again, and shouted to the rest of his subordinates: "If you don't want to die, just hold Lao Tzu's head in your hands and lie on the ground obediently." ”

"Platoon commander? Aren't we going to shoot back? ”

"Shoot? Shoot your uncle's legs, do you want to attract enemy fire? ”

"I ......"

Except for a very few puppet soldiers who were puzzled by the platoon commander Zhu Ming's order, the rest of the people all praised the platoon commander Zhu Ming's clever decision.

Why didn't the enemy point their guns specifically at them?

Is it blind? Apparently not.

Since it is not blind, it means that you have not taken them in your eyes, and thus directly ignored them.

Now how can they take the initiative to provoke again, isn't that the old birthday star hanging, and he is afraid of a long life?

Although these puppet soldiers are afraid of death, they are not stupid and naturally know what to do.

……

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(End of chapter)