Jinyang City.

The headquarters of the First Army of the little devils.

After receiving a farewell telegram from Lieutenant Taro Tanaka from the Torotei base, the telecommunications office urgently sent it to the chief of staff, Kusuyama Shukishi.

Nanshan Xiuji bandaged the corners of his eyebrows at this moment, looking very embarrassed, and when he saw this telegram, he immediately secretly complained.

I wanted to pretend to be sick and not send it to Kazuo Shinozuka, but I was afraid that I would not be hit by a teapot at that time, but by a knife.

I can only bite the bullet and take a telegram to find Kazuo Shinozuka.

After the previous venting, Shinozuka Kazuo's emotions have basically calmed down at this time, and seeing that this fool is coming again, he hurriedly asked:

"Nanshan-kun, is there good news over there?

Or did Yamamoto-kun get in touch? ”

Although he has long wanted to let this chief of staff, who can't help him with anything, get out, but Kazuo Shinozuka has no good replacement now, so he can only endure it first.

How did he know that he thought Nanshan Xiuji was a fool, and Nanshan Xiuji didn't think he was a good bird.

The feeling between people is mutual!

Nanshan Shuji knew that he was very difficult on the way here, and now that he heard the words of Kazuo Shinozuka, he could only answer stubbornly:

"Your Excellency Commander, it's Lieutenant Taro Tanaka from the Tiger Pavilion stronghold sending a telegram."

"Oussy, I remember him, is a young and promising young man. Did he rush to the battlefield and save Fu Bujun?

Such a great achievement, I want to promote him! ”

Kazuo Shinozuka's face was stretched.

However, when Nanshan Shuji heard this, he felt countless MMPs in his heart, and complained wildly: Taro Tanaka is already in his thirties, okay? Where is what lad?

I'm afraid you've never seen him at all, what do you remember about people?

However, he did not show the slightest disrespect for Kazuo Shinozuka on his face, and said bitterly:

"Your Excellency Commander, Taro Tanaka is sending a farewell telegram!"

"What? Farewell? Yaga! ”

Kazuo Shinozuka only felt that the blood rushed straight to his head, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his right hand couldn't help but hold the saber on his waist.

It seems that in the next second, his knife will be unsheathed and drink blood!

As soon as Nanshan Shuji spoke, he felt that the temperature in the room was eight degrees higher, and he suddenly sweated like pulp, and the wound on the corner of his eyebrows that was smashed by Kazuo Shinozuka began to ache faintly again.

He was tense and ready to meet the storm of Kazuo Shinozuka.

The room became very quiet in an instant, but the smell of gunpowder was visible to the naked eye!

For a long time, the knife in Kazuo Shinozuka's hand was not unsheathed in the end.

He restrained his anger and asked in a cold voice:

"Nanshan-kun, what's going on?"

Taro Tanaka called to say that after he received a telegram from Fubujun asking for help, he mobilized all the troops of the Huting stronghold, a total of more than 300 people, to go to the rescue.

On the road, they encountered an ambush by at least one regiment of troops from the Eighth Road, and the enemy's artillery fire was fierce, and they felt that they could not hold on in less than half an hour, and decided to launch a decisive charge. ”

After listening to Nanshan Shuji's report, Kazuo Shinozuka's blood pressure was high again.

I really couldn't restrain the anger in my heart, and immediately scolded:

"Yaga! Rubbish!

More than 300 people can't even hold out for an hour, is this still my brave warrior of the Great Fuso Locust Army?

Have they been with the Locust Allies for so long that they have forgotten how to fight? ”

Regarding Kazuo Shinozuka's words, Nanshan Shuji was powerless to refute, so he could only remain silent.

After a long while, Kazuo Shinozuka calmed down his emotions a little, and asked again:

"Kazuki Yamamoto hasn't been contacted yet?"

"Yes, the operator kept calling, but nothing came of it. Maybe Yamamoto-kun's radio station was broken. ”

Nanshan Shuji didn't want to add fuel to the fire of Kazuo Shinozuka, so he hurriedly helped Yamamoto Kazuki cover up.

"Yo Xi!"

Kazuo Shinozuka still has confidence in Kazuki Yamamoto, and feels that the other party is not so easy to be wiped out.

After all, the combat effectiveness of Yamamoto's special forces, which he has seen with his own eyes, is indeed an inhuman existence.

"How far are the Fourth and Ninth Brigades from the Huting stronghold?"

"I've just been contacted, and it will take five hours at the earliest."

"Order them, keep picking up the pace, I'll only give them three hours!

After three hours, you must arrive at the Huting stronghold, and go to the place where the observation group was ambushed to check, if you can still catch that group of Tubalu, you must surround and annihilate it! ”

"Hey!"

Anyway, the Fourth Brigade and the Ninth Brigade were unlucky, and Nanshan Shuji agreed very happily at this time.

"Did the reconnaissance plane from the air force return home?"

Kazuo Shinozuka asked again.

"Not yet!"

"Yaga! Slow to act! Rubbish! ”

Kazuo Shinozuka scolded angrily again.

Nanshan Xiuji could only continue to pretend to be dead and not say a word.

After a long time, Kazuo Shinozuka scolded enough, and then explained:

"Order the air force to immediately dispatch two bombers to cruise in the direction of the Huting stronghold, and if you encounter the Eighth Route on the march, bomb me directly!"

"Ah, Your Excellency Commander, this would be a great waste of aviation fuel!"

Hearing Shinozuka's order, Nanshan Shuji was immediately surprised.

Due to the small size of the country and the lack of resources, aviation fuel is very precious to them.

Generally speaking, bombers are dispatched with a clear bombing target, and only in this way is the most fuel-efficient.

Moreover, the bomber itself needs to be loaded with aerial bombs, the load is not small, and the amount of fuel in the tank cannot be too much surplus, and it is completely impossible to cruise for a long time like fighters and reconnaissance aircraft.

But now, Kazuo Shinozuka actually gave such an extravagant order, you can imagine how angry he was in his heart.

"Yaga!

Waste?

It's better to waste than watching Tu Balu kill Fu Bujun and get out of the way!

Nanshan-kun, this is a shame for my First Army!!

I don't want the reconnaissance planes to reconnoiter the Tuba Road and then the bombers go out again, so that it will be the same as countless times before, and even the shadow of the Tuba Road will not be found!

Do you understand? ”

Kazuo Shinozuka's hand gripped the knife at his waist again.

He already knew very well that there was a high probability that the observation group led by Fubu Zhichen had been wiped out, otherwise the enemy would not have the ability to ambush the troops who came out of the Huting stronghold to rescue.

When Nanshan Xiuji saw it, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being cheap.

Does it have anything to do with whether you waste or not?

It's not money from your own pocket!

Hurriedly nodded like pounded garlic:

"Hey!

Your Excellency, Commander, I'll make arrangements! ”

After saying that, he turned around and ran, not giving Kazuo Shinozuka a chance to react at all.

When Shinozuka saw this, his face immediately turned dark, and he couldn't wait to pull out his knife and throw it over.

But when he saw the gauze on Nanshan Shuji's head, he gave up this idea again.

Although this idiot is very annoying, he can still make himself angry!

……

At this moment, the little devils who received the telegram from the headquarters of the First Army, the commander of the Fourth Brigade, Yuo Hiraku, and the commander of the Ninth Brigade, Yun Shenghu Nosuke, both felt very depressed.

The initial order given to them by the Ming Ming Headquarters was to follow the transfer of Yamamoto Ichiki Daisa, and march in the direction of the stronghold of Huting with great fanfare, so as to attract the enemy's attention and mobilize the enemy's main force.

Later, he received a telegram from Yamamoto Kazuki Daisa, ordering them to go to the Huting stronghold and protect the observation group to go to Chenjiayu to watch his results.

As a result, within a few hours, they received a telegram from the observation group Fubu Zhichen, saying that they should hurry to the rescue twenty miles west of the Tiger Pavilion.

The order of the three changes in one day is like playing tricks on them!

But they didn't dare to resist except for angrily scolding the bastards in their hearts that the bastards in the headquarters would only try to march.

He could only order the whole army to speed up the march and tire the soldiers half to death, so he hurried and hurried, and it was estimated that he would be able to reach the Huting stronghold in five hours.

But now, the headquarters of the First Army actually told them to arrive at the Huting stronghold in three hours!

They just feel anger in their hearts.

Did those junk staff officers at the headquarters think that the march was so easy?

Say you can get there if you arrive?

The most important thing is that along the way, there are often dirt roads and guerrillas, shooting their black guns, or digging up bridges and roads in front of them, so that they have to waste more time - this is naturally a characteristic of our army, as long as you see the little devils passing through their own defense area, don't care what the little devils do, add some blockage to them, it's always right!

Seeing that the elite locust soldiers under their command were already exhausted and sweating, they wanted to cut people.

But apparently Yuo Hiraku and Yunsheng Toranosuke did not have the courage, and they did not even dare to send a telegram of opposition to the headquarters.

can only honestly accept the order, let the soldiers cancel rest, cancel eating and drinking, continue to speed up, even if they run to death, they can't stop!

At this moment, everyone of the little devil soldiers was complaining, and for a while, their morale dropped greatly.

……

(End of chapter)