Looking at the adjutant's distorted face in front of him, Mitsui Takanomiya tried his best to hope that he could hold on for a little longer. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

His hand had lost its strength from blood loss, and if it hadn't been for the adjutant clutching his palm, it would have fallen to the ground.

This Japanese front-line commander did not dare to open his mouth, because he felt that if he opened his mouth, countless blood would gush out.

Mitsui Takanomiya could only look at the people around him with eyes that had begun to be slightly sluggish, and he didn't know how to leave his last words.

Originally, his plan was a very decent ending - when the soldiers of the Ming Empire had surrounded his basement, he committed suicide with his own saber in the house.

Before that, he could calmly leave his suicide note, even arrange his funeral, and then die in a tragic atmosphere......

But what is it? Lying on the cold ground like this, dying in such a humble and mediocre way? This is not the way he died, not the death of his Mitsui Takanomiya.

"Phew!" Another gunshot rang out, and while Mitsui Takanomiya was still struggling to stay alive, another officer who tried to get up and rushed across the street to his side had a bullet piercing a hole in his chest.

So, the poor officer struggled to fall on the side of the road, and when he tried to get up, he was hit by another bullet in the body, and in an instant he lay there and never moved again.

"Hell! The enemy has a sharpshooter! The enemy has a sharpshooter nearby! Be careful! Don't show your head! Mitsui's lieutenant lowered his head and shouted loudly.

After reminding his comrades-in-arms, he tore his throat again and shouted loudly: "Medic! What about the medics! Why haven't you come yet! ”

The adjutant shouted so loudly, Mitsui Takanomiya didn't know why, his legs began to kick twice, and then his eyes completely dispersed.

As the highest-ranking officer present, his body collapsed in the adjutant's arms as if he had lost his soul, and his head was also sideways without the support of strength.

Seeing that Mitsui Takanomiya was no longer good, the adjutant was still shouting, hoping that the medical soldiers who came from afar could quickly rescue the general in his arms.

"Attack! Offensive! Counterattack! For the revenge of the general! Bring the gunned dog here! Beheading! Beheading! The adjutant shouted loudly, with a desperate hysteria.

At this time, Mitsui Takanomiya was almost a corpse. In peacetime, it is estimated that you can still rescue and rescue while lying in the infirmary, but it is impossible to recover your soul in such a place.

A die-hard officer of Mitsui Takanomiya stood up and shouted and drew his command knife: "Bastard! Offensive! Offensive! Break the sinner who killed the general into pieces! ”

"Phew!" Responding to his shouts, as if teasing, another bullet struck. A hole was left in the forehead of the shouting officer, and blood flew out of the back of his head.

The officer who was still shouting a second ago fell on his back with the sound of gunshots, he may be more refreshing than Mitsui Takanomiya died, after all, it was a bullet that killed him directly.

"Rush! Avenge the general! Under the orders of the officer, the Japanese soldiers jumped out of the trenches where they were stationed with bayonets, and frantically rushed to the Ming Empire occupation area in the distance.

"Your Majesty the Emperor! Banzai! Because it was a charge attack, such shouts were higher and higher, and the Japanese soldiers who were not afraid of death went forward one after another, desperately approaching the position of the Ming army.

Unfortunately, this time is not the night that cannot be seen clearly, but the day when the sky is bright. As soon as the Japanese soldiers came out of their bunkers, they were already discovered by the soldiers of the Ming Empire.

"Suddenly! Dodo! The Weiyuan 2 machine gun, which was lying in ambush on the flank, suddenly let out a fierce roar, and tracer bullets flew through the streets, dense like fishing nets.

Shrouded in a web of fire intertwined with machine guns on both sides and rifles on the front, dozens of attacking Japanese soldiers lay in pools of blood in an instant.

The remaining Japanese soldiers also realized that attacking like this was no different from sending them to death. The morale that was stirred up by the phrase "avenge the general" also fell back to the trough in an instant.

As a result, some Japanese soldiers began to retreat, and some lay on the spot, waiting for the machine guns in the rear to cover it. The scene suddenly became a mess, and the adjutant of Mitsui Takanomiya finally looked forward to the military doctor at this time.

A paramedic rushed behind the low wall with a bandage or something, and he looked at Mitsui Takanomiya, a little reluctant to hold the gauze in his hand.

"Sir...... Checkmate...... The general is dead. The medic reached out and touched Mitsui Takanomiya's wound, and the blood had already begun to turn cold.

"Bastard! I'll let you rescue! Rescue! The adjutant was in tears and shouted loudly at the paramedics, he was still holding Mitsui Takanomiya in his arms, refusing to let go of the body and leave.

The medics couldn't do anything, but he didn't have any good ways - he didn't have any medicine here, and he had already given up on many of the wounded who were less serious than this.

Not to mention the serious problem of piercing the carotid artery, even if it was just a simple bandaging of the wound on his body, he now has no anesthetic to remove bullets or shrapnel.

"Save him! If you don't rescue you, I'll kill you! The adjutant finally let go of Mitsui Takanomiya's body, stood up, and pulled his own matching gun from his waist.

The moment he stood up, he seemed to remember something, but it seemed that it was too late, and another bullet flew and pierced the military hat on his head.

He even saw bullets fly to the ground in the distance with the blood and brains in his head. Then the whole person also collapsed on the corpse of Mitsui Takanomiya, and there was no movement.

The medical soldier was too frightened by the officer in front of him to move, but now he was splashed with blood on his face, and he didn't panic, just looked at the adjutant lying on the ground, and shook his head.

As a medical soldier, he was used to seeing too many lives and deaths, and the death of the two people in front of him would not make him feel any sadness or despair at all.

The sniper of the Ming Empire, who was hiding in the shadows, probably didn't know that he had killed Japan's highest-ranking commander on the Korean Peninsula.

He just knew that he had killed a senior official, a high-ranking officer of unknown rank - unfortunately, history did not record the name of this sniper, so he could only give this honor to the sniper's unit, the 11th Infantry Division of the 11th Army of the Ming Empire.