In less than five minutes, a whole squadron of Japanese troops was left on the scene, and the squadron leader plus his orderlies and the unlucky guy tied to a tree were left. These Japanese soldiers ran in a panic, even their weapons and equipment were lost, and some even lost their shoes, and they rushed back to Hubei County.

The subordinates ran out, and threw this old man who didn't know what was going on, the dignified lieutenant of the Imperial Japanese Army, directly there. After this abandonment, only the orderly was left to accompany him, and the pistol, binoculars, along with the saber and his own mount, were unloaded by the local villagers who are now very confident and have always been good at beating water dogs, and even their military uniforms were stripped of themselves.

The loyal orderly, in order to protect his commander, tried to resist, but was swarmed by the villagers, and more than a dozen hoes, shovels and pickaxes were stoned to death, so that he could barely get out. When I ran back, there was only one brother left, and I was a squadron leader with a crotch cloth all over my body.

After returning to Hubei County, he was stunned to find that the brigade that should have been dispatched with all its staff was basically staying in the county seat except for himself. At most, an armed march was carried out around the security zone around the county seat, and they withdrew after firing empty shots into the sky. Just one of the real ones, he really went out to sweep.

And after this pants brother escaped death and ran back, not only did he not get any comfort and support. In addition to the eyes of his colleagues and subordinates looking at him like fools, he was also slapped in the face by his own top boss and severely reprimanded.

His boss trained him to be full of food, and he had nothing to do to provoke Li Ziyuan's killing god? If that killing god is provoked, the whole team will be unlucky. It doesn't matter if he's not afraid of death, but the whole team doesn't want to bury him. And after he got into trouble this time, I'm afraid the whole team won't be able to eat for a while.

The grain is now in the hands of the Eight Roads, doesn't he, an idiot, know? Now that he is doing this, all the food that Balu originally promised will have to fly. Don't forget, that Li Ziyuan defeated most of the brigade before. Now everyone finally got the opportunity to get this well water not to interfere with the river water, and now they have to smash the pot again.

It is not even necessary to have nothing to do to show off the so-called great military might of the Japanese Empire. Now the whole brigade is up and down, it's too late to hide that Li Ziyuan, and when he doesn't come to attack the city and ask for more blessings, he has nothing to do to grab what kind of food? This time the weapons and equipment of a squadron were lost, how much white flour can be exchanged in the Eighth Road? With so many bullets lost, how much millet can you get in exchange?

If you have nothing to do, you can go to a brothel to vent your energy. If on such a time, he himself reported that he would be gone, and the 14th Independent Brigade would not welcome him. After receiving a stern reprimand from the captain, I realized that the entire brigade was now quite depressed about the old man who was so afraid of the Eighth Route officer.

After a kind-hearted military cao reminded him that he learned the real reason why his subordinates abandoned him, he felt a bitter chill. The reason why his subordinates didn't notify him before running away, and it was obvious that they deliberately threw him to Balu, was definitely not really because they were in a panic, and there was a certain insider in it.

Because an officer like him who graduated from a non-commissioned officer school is a member of the same army who has basically been fishing and messing around because the war situation is becoming more and more unfavorable, and has basically been fishing and playing soy sauce, and has changed from reserve to active duty. Or soldiers are promoted, because the war situation is developing, there is no way to retire before choosing to stay and promote the officers who are promoted.

Generally quite arrogant, plus affirmative conscientiousness. Especially for officers like him, who were still transferred from the Kwantung Army, among those graduates of the army non-commissioned officer school, they were generally arrogant, and they did not understand the situation in the North China battlefield.

I didn't know that all year round, because of today's flying a *, tomorrow because of the ambush at the mouth of the stronghold, two people were killed, and I couldn't sleep peacefully all night. When I went out to sweep, I was either worried about being ambushed by the Eight Roads, or I was afraid of stepping on my feet*, and I couldn't die but became a cripple, and I felt scared all day long.

A conscientious officer like him, who goes out to sweep all day long in strict accordance with the orders of the brigade and regiment headquarters, then everyone who is so worried that he can't even eat his stomach can't live anymore? That killing god who doesn't even take most of the brigade seriously, if he catches the opportunity of a squadron to be alone, it will be strange if he doesn't eat it alive.

He doesn't want to live anymore, but everyone still wants to go home alive. Your brother is single, but others still have wives and children in their homeland. According to the empire's pension policy, if you die in battle, there will be no one to support your family. At that time, the wife and children will all become someone else's.

As a result, several squad leaders, plus some veteran Cao Chang and Jun Cao, jointly calculated him. This time, I took advantage of this opportunity to sell him directly to Eight Roads. Otherwise, how could those timid peasants of China dare to oppose the Imperial Japanese Army in broad daylight? He also killed a soldier of the Imperial Army, and the officer who beat him stripped naked to survive.

Someone must have contacted them in advance, and the people over there made a move. The communist army was tightly organized in every village, and it was not necessary to deal with two people with their main force, as long as he was left, even a few militiamen could be taken care of. This time, he actually suffered in the hands of his own subordinates, not in the hands of the Eighth Road.

If he didn't believe it, he could recall whether the shout was in Japanese or in Shina, and it should have been clear that it was definitely not just that his subordinates were afraid of the eight roads like tigers. If he shouted in Zhina, how could so many of his subordinates understand it?

The most important thing is that this approach must have been agreed to by the top brass of the brigade. And the high-level of the brigade is now afraid of that guy like a tiger, he has already burned high incense if he doesn't take the initiative to call, and he dares to take the initiative to provoke him? If he is conscientious, he will definitely provoke Li Ziyuan's killing god, and everyone will be unlucky when the time comes.

Rather than everyone being unlucky, it is better to get rid of him first, so that everyone can live peacefully until the day they return home. It's not even good, this matter was directly signaled by someone among the captains. Otherwise, when he was escaping, why didn't his subordinates even have a single person to inform him, and it wasn't a problem to drag him along and run away, right?

To say that this trouser brother graduated from the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School. Deeply influenced by the spirit of bushido, he believed that dedicating himself to the emperor was his greatest duty, and his backbone was much stronger than that of those reserve officers. First he was abandoned by his own subordinates, and then he was stripped naked by the Chinese, and he was left with a crotch cloth and lost his face.

Now he was slapped by the captain again, plus he was reprimanded for his head and face. Especially after learning that what happened to him was that it was possible that everyone was united and betrayed together. This old man really felt ashamed, plus disappointed in the 14th Independent Brigade.

When he returned to the dormitory, he wrote a suicide note of more than 2,000 words. In the case that his pistol has become the trophy of the local villagers, and the saber has also been confiscated. He borrowed a pistol from a friendly unit, put the barrel into his mouth and pulled the trigger.

With his own blood, he faithfully defended the dignity of a samurai and an officer of the Imperial Japanese Army. It is said that when the squadron leader died, his eyes were wide, and several people took turns to go up and failed to close his eyes, which can be described as quite dead.

What the military cao told him, he didn't really believe at first. Everyone is an imperial army, and it is impossible for them to join forces with the Eighth Route to betray their commanders. But before committing suicide, he thought back to the shouts that caused the whole chaos, and it was indeed shouted in the original Japanese, without a single accent.

So, he knew that the military cao did not deceive him. It was precisely because he completely figured this out that he completely lost the mind to live. Although he also wanted to commit suicide like a samurai, none of his subordinates, including Guncao, would lend him a saber. There will be no one to make up for his mistakes and make up for the pain alleviation.

In desperation, this guy, who was determined to defend his samurai dignity to the death, finally chose to use guns, although it was the most common way for soldiers to solve themselves in desperate situations. But in the eyes of the stubborn Japanese, it is not enough for a samurai to die. No one lent him a saber when he borrowed it, but when he borrowed a pistol, he handed over more than a dozen at once.

Obviously, his subordinates were not the only ones who were looking forward to his death. Looking at the pistol handed over, this guy no longer had the slightest idea of living. If you don't borrow a saber, you are unwilling to take on the responsibility of assisting your colleagues to commit suicide. After all, his superiors did not ask him to apologize.

Graduates of his non-commissioned officer school, at least now his seniors and classmates are still in key positions. But there are no such problems with guns, and the bullet consumption is reported on the battlefield and it is over. As long as the gun is wiped clean, no trace will be left clean.

Besides, who knows what he borrowed the gun for. If the Imperial soldiers wanted to kill themselves, they chose to use a sword, which is the true meaning of bushido. Choosing to solve it with a gun, that's a coward's practice. A samurai who graduated from an army non-commissioned officer school would not choose this kind of nest death. You can push your own responsibilities away. These colleagues of his can be said to be quite calculating.

And for this guy's suicide, both his subordinates and his superiors are all relieved. This guy who was full and had nothing to do, and went to take the initiative to find trouble in the eighth road, died. Everyone can live a peaceful life again, at least without worrying about the revenge of the Eight Roads.

In fact, this old man who couldn't close his eyes until he died, didn't know that he was much luckier than his predecessor. After his predecessor arrived, he was also extremely ambitious, trying to change the difficult situation of the imperial army in the Ludong region. Every once in a while, he took his squadron and walked around the county town of Hubei.

As a result, it has not yet waited for the eight roads to move. How many of his subordinates felt like this? As a result, several of his subordinate squad leaders combined to find the eight-way liaison who exchanged bullets for food every day. One night, taking advantage of the opportunity of that guy to get up at night to go to the toilet, he strangled him to death in the toilet of the Japanese military camp.

The dignified lieutenant officer of the Imperial Japanese Army, lying headfirst down in the septic tank. If you want to talk about the fact that a Japanese squadron leader was strangled to death in the toilet of the barracks in the middle of the night, no one will believe it without a ghost. But at that time, Yuan Quanxin had not yet arrived, and the former brigade commander did not want to pursue it at all.