Who could have predicted the appearance of a kite on the battlefield, and who could have predicted that the kite would drop a bomb down.

No, I believe that no one in this world could have thought of this.

And even if it was expected, no arms dealer in any country would develop a gun to fly kites.

In fact, it is very simple to deal with low-altitude kites, and a few trolls can do it, but unfortunately the Japanese army does not have them.

Rifles and machine guns can hit, but a big fart hole is harmless against such a big kite, unless you are lucky enough to break the skeleton with one shot, otherwise it will still be an egg.

The kite only needs to be able to measure the distance relatively accurately, as long as there is a tailwind, who said that the kite cannot be used as a weapon on the battlefield.

There are no bad weapons in the world, only weapons that are not used correctly.

Those who are familiar with light weapons understand that crooked handles and pheasant necks are jokes, but if they are put in the hands of Lao Ba, who is short of food and ammunition, it is a weapon that is a hundred times better than a gunpowder gun.

And Zhang Sixing's action provided many new ideas for the old eight people in the future anti-Japanese war behind enemy lines, such as using kites to set fire and sprinkling lime when attacking.

This is a matter of no further aside.

"Funny...... Comical...... It was so funny that I was actually beaten by a flock of kites. ”

Unable to release the grief and indignation in his heart, Major General Isamu Kumagawa, who was smiling sadly, pulled out his command knife and cut off a corner of the table where the battle map was placed.

The chief of staff who came to report the news was pale with fright.

Yesterday, with the rest of the garrison, it took dozens of casualties to get rid of the prisoners who ran around and had weapons.

At dawn, he was rushed to the front line by the angry Kumagawa Yong to direct the attack, but he was almost killed by the explosion of the artillery position, and ran back to the command post with a foul smell.

As soon as he entered the command post, all the Japanese officers who could move twisted their eyebrows and wrinkled their noses.

They had only heard of the name of the "crippler" mine, who would have thought that it would stink so much.

After roaring, Kumagawa Yong seemed to have all his spirit and spirit thrown out with the knife just now, and as soon as his fingers loosened, the command knife fell to the ground with a "dang chang".

A bloodless pale face.

The chief of staff, who knew the inside story, sighed in his heart that the night before he himself had been deceived by the tall artillery lieutenant.

Wordlessly patting the chief of staff on the shoulder, Kumagawa lowered his head and silently walked alone towards the small office of the command post belonging to him.

He couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart, who would have thought that the marines with such powerful firepower and such a large number of people would be stumped by the Four Elements Warehouse.

None of the hundreds of thousands of Chinese regular troops in front of them had suffered such heavy casualties, nor had they seen these unexpected methods of warfare.

Steel helmets can play with mines, and kites can play with the feeling of bombers, where can ordinary people think of this.

In fact, at this moment, he has slowly tasted in his heart the fundamental reason for the continuous defeat in this battle is not how capable the people in the Sixing warehouse on the opposite side are, but that the opposite side of the garbage bridge is the concession, and it is impossible to carry out heavy artillery bombardment.

That kind of steel-helmet mine is simply designed to deal with infantry, and as many infantry as there are in vain.

Every time he attacked on his side, he sent hundreds of steel helmets to others...... It is estimated that there are now more than two thousand steel helmets in the four rows of warehouses, that is, two thousand steel helmet mines.

I hope that the next general to attack will have better luck, otherwise the Marines will not be able to exist......

Just as he was walking towards the office, suddenly the door of the headquarters was very rude, and "Peng" pushed it open.

The person who came first had a thin face and a beautiful mustache. He was cloaked in a legal cloak, which was the standard equipment of the Japanese Army Gendarmerie.

His eyes were cold, and when he looked at people, he looked like he was stretching out a knife to cut someone's flesh. But if you are an old man, you will see something different.

"Incompetent naval red deer, you have disgraced the face of the Imperial Japanese Army, now you collect your rags, get out of here."

"You, this is the command post of our marines, how dare you ......"

Chief of Staff Osa, who was originally wearing a foul smell, turned around violently, and the pupils of his eyes contracted like the tips of needles, and let out a low roar like a fierce beast.

Looking at the cold glint in his eyes, the officer beside the army general subconsciously took a step forward, and even put his hand on the holster or command knife at his waist.

The eyes of the army generals who came were even more cold, and the corners of his tightly pursed mouth twisted, and a trace of ridicule disappeared. Then, there was no fear of the threat of Chief of Staff Osa.

"I'm the commander of the Shigedo detachment, Daiaki Shigeto."

After saying a word, the threatening look on the face of the originally hideous Chief of Staff immediately disappeared, and he stood there like a statue.

"Here are our Marines...... Ah......h

Kumagawa, who had just planned to return to his small office, turned around sharply and pounced on Shigedo Daiaki like a mad beast.

However, his spirit was already broken, and before he could pounce in front of Shigeto Daqiu, he was already grabbed by the neck by the other party.

The originally cold gaze was full of fierce looks, and even the other hand easily untied the tie of the legal cloak around his neck.

The lieutenant behind him stepped forward and grabbed his cloak.

Ignoring the officers of the Marine Corps who were stunned by his general's uniform, his eyes were fixed on Isamu Kumagawa in front of him. The eyes are like two ferocious poisonous snakes, as if they are about to pounce on Kumagawa Yong's face from the eyes in the next moment.

"I thought you were just stupid enough to be deceived by that Shina man, but your current behavior is so reckless, and you don't have the bearing of a general in the Great Japanese Empire......"

As he spoke, Shigedo raised his eyes.

The Marine Corps officer here knew in his heart that what he was talking about was that the gendarmerie officer had been misjudged by their general the night before yesterday to be a spy of the Chinese army.

Feeling at a loss, they met the eyes of Daiaki Shigedo, lowered their heads one by one, and their eyes dodged to the side.

There is nothing to say about this, and officers who cannot defeat the enemy on the battlefield naturally have no fighting spirit. Especially the generals of their Marine Corps, it seems that they have really lost their minds at this moment.

In fact, he is not to blame, the Japanese marines of the three brigades, including the soldiers who were replenished later, have already suffered more than 2,000 casualties downstairs in the Sixing warehouse.

The last offensive was expected to be successful, but alas...... Abominable kites.

At the moment, of course, the navy was reprimanded by the military department, and it would have been enough to capture the Sixing warehouse, but now, ......

I really don't know how the marines of the Great Japanese Empire will be able to hold their heads up in front of the army in the future.

Shigedo Daiaki's sharp gaze swept over the entire command headquarters, and suddenly asked slowly,

"As you who have been defeated, what face do you have to stay here. Now clean up your rags and disappear from my eyes. Open your eyes on the periphery and see how our army fights. ”