"Brother Cannon, stay alive!"

When Luo Cannon heard the shouts of Chief of Staff Yang Ronghui, he remembered the order of the regimental seat, so he hurriedly put away his knife, and then suddenly raised his right foot and kicked it in the chest.

"Bang!"

The little devil's body flew backwards like a cannonball, and finally slammed his butt backwards into the sand and fell to the ground like a goose, splashing a large number of dead leaves, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spat out of his mouth.

At the same time that the Luo cannon flew backwards under the leader of the little devil, the whole person also rushed forward like an arrow off the string, and before the leader of the little devil got up from the ground, the long knife in his hand was already on his neck.

The leader of the little devil only felt as if he had been hit by a locomotive, and a sharp pain spread from his chest to his whole body, so that he couldn't even get up, so he could only cover his chest with one hand and look at Luo Cannon with an unwilling face.

"Becoming the king and defeating the king, I have nothing to say, if you want to kill, you will kill, my Japanese Imperial Army would rather die than surrender, you can dispel this idea!"

When Yang Ronghui shouted to spare his life, the leader of the little devils realized that this was a trap, the so-called fair battle was simply nonsense, and wanting to capture them alive was the real purpose of these officers and soldiers.

It's just that when he understands, it's too late.

"His Majesty the Emperor is onboard!"

"The Great Japanese Imperial Army is onboard!"

After the little devil leader roared twice, his neck crooked, and he suddenly rubbed against the blade of the long knife in Luo's cannon.

"!"

When he put the long knife against the neck of the little devil leader, Luo Cannon was wary of him committing suicide, so when he was about to seek death, Luo Cannon swung his right hand back, and the head of the little devil leader hit the air directly.

"What a!"

With an angry shout, Luo Cannon slashed his right hand, and the long knife in his hand drew an arc in mid-air, changing the blade to a knife surface and slamming it on the top of the head of the little devil leader.

"Smack-"

"Ahh

When he landed, the little devil screamed and fell directly to the ground, his head was splashed with blood, and more than 10,000 peach blossoms bloomed.

"! Cannon, you kid didn't kill this guy, did you? ”

Zhang Jinpeng's eyes widened and he asked.

"Don't worry, I know the severity of my actions, this little devil will have an open head at most, and he won't die."

Luo Cannon said nonchalantly while rubbing the big knife back and forth on the little devil leader's clothes to clean up the blood stains on it.

Zhang Jinpeng glanced at Luo Cannon, and his expression was as if he was saying that if you know the severity of your work, then you will see the hell.

"By the way, Chief of Staff, what did you say that little devil was carrying in the basket?"

Hu Yunfei pointed to the little devil who was knocked unconscious by him and was sleeping not far away, and asked with some confusion.

"If nothing else, he's supposed to be carrying the radio."

As he spoke, Yang Ronghui walked straight towards him.

"Hey, hey! Chief of Staff, leave this rough work to the Sprinkle family. ”

The monk laughed loudly, and then squatted down on Yang Ronghui's side directly to the little devil, and with a force of his arms, he directly lifted the little devil who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Chief of Staff, you are a god! Is it really a radio station inside? ”

The rag covered by the back basket was opened, and there was a radio station inside, as Yang Ronghui expected.

"I said, monk, can you grow your brains? How can the little devil contact the big army if he doesn't take the radio? If you take the radio, where can you put it in the basket other than here? ”

"Luo Cannon, do you have this brain?"

"Gah-"

Luo Dacang was about to get angry, but it turned out that it was Hu Yunfei who said that he was him, and the whole person was suddenly like a frosted eggplant, and he swallowed it back again.

"Chief of Staff!"

Seeing Yang Ronghui coming over, the monk directly handed him the radio station with the basket, and the unconscious little devil was ruthlessly thrown to the ground by him.

"Hmm!"

Yang Ronghui nodded, and then began to check the objects in the back basket.

Pulling out the radio, a pamphlet at the bottom of the basket suddenly appeared in his sight, which immediately caught his attention.

"What is this?"

When he carefully placed the radio on the ground, picked up the pamphlet and opened it, his face showed an unconcealable excitement.

"Chief of Staff, what is this?"

Hu Yunfei immediately leaned over and asked.

"This is the little devil's codebook, and with this, it will be a breeze to decipher the little devil's message!"

Yang Ronghui explained excitedly.

"Collect the troops!"

With the order of Chief of Staff Yang Ronghui, the army marched out and returned to Wufeng Village.

"Chief of Staff, what kind of knife are you carrying on your back? It's a bit like a Tang sword, but it's not quite like it, and it's not much different from the little devil's katana. ”

On the way, Luo Dacang followed behind Yang Ronghui and asked with a smile on his face.

"This is Miao Dao!"

Without waiting for Yang Ronghui to speak, the monk on the side took the lead and shouted.

"Oh? Brother monk, do you know Miao Dao? ”

"Of course, don't forget, I'm from Shaolin Temple."

The monk straightened his chest and said with a smile.

"Hehe, Brother Monk, tell me about this Miao Knife, why do I feel that it seems to be much more powerful than the big knife in our hands?"

……

Speaking of the two ends, aside from the return of the officers and soldiers of the new regiment to Wufeng Village, let's not mention it for the time being, just talk about the captain of the little devil brigade Nojiri Shoji.

After leaving five of his men to continue to reconnoiter the enemy, Nojiri Shoji led the rest of his men to Eijo.

A few hours later, I finally made it back to the Yongseong station before the sun set.

Nojiri Masaji didn't even have time to change his military uniform, so he was summoned to the wing headquarters by the communicator.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

"Hay!"

In order to show his respect for Wing Captain Itanishi Kazuyo, Nojiri Shoji first tidied up his clothes, and then walked into the command headquarters and found that all the senior officers of the wing, including Wing Captain Itanishi Kazuyo, had already been present, and at this moment they all cast their eyes on him.

"Your Excellency, Captain!"

"Sit!"

"Hay!"

Nojiri Shoji bowed respectfully, and then slowly walked towards his position.

"Nojiri-kun, I read the previous message, now you can talk about the specific situation!"

"Hay!"

Nojiri nodded his head, and as soon as his butt was pressed against the seat, he stood up again.

"Report to Your Excellency Wing Commander, that's the way it is!"

"Hmm!"

Itanishi Kazura nodded and motioned for him to sit down.

"Huh! In the end, Nojiri-kun, you have been working all day in vain, and you haven't investigated anything. ”

As soon as Nojiri Shoji sat down, Hirota Yamamoto's voice came from his ears.

"Yamamoto-kun, what do you mean by that?"

Nojiri Shoji's eyes widened with rage, and he glared at Hirota Yamamoto, who was sitting across from him.

"What do you mean, don't you understand?"

Hirota Yamamoto still had a playful face......

……

(End of chapter)