Battalion Commander Zhang Maocai
1 Wang Chunbao

In this camp, all his brothers gave him nicknames such as Silly Root and Fool. Normally, he was a soft, baby-faced sniper around 18 years old with short baby hair. He didn't look annoying and was honest and dutiful. It gave off a unique and interesting feeling.

The reason he was given such nicknames was because he looked innocent and naive compared to many of his brothers in the camp. Some of them were so stupid that it made people laugh, or they did many things that made people laugh. Her soft cheeks sometimes looked like they were drooling. Usually, he would get along well with the people in the camp if he wasn't bullied.

However, the other side of his calmness, which was cruel and ruthless, was also well known by his brothers. This was something that would be revealed when he faced a critical moment. He seemed to have two broken personalities. He was once divided into two parts, but they were not contradictory in this body. He had told people that he had been kidnapped by warlords when he was young and trained to become their killing weapon. He was helpless and helpless, but he did not know what kind of bloody and dark process he had gone through to come here.

For someone like him, rather than saying that he had some kind of hatred for Japan, the invading country, it was better to say that this was the place where he could be. At least this place was not like the place where he used to be, where people had feelings for the human world.

After Sasuke and the plainclothes team became frontline reporters, sometimes when a battalion or brigade was about to go to war, the plainclothes team was very likely to die along with the people of the 29th division. Some of their own people might think that they were Chinese and fire at them with machine guns or grenades. On this battlefield, both sides would sometimes reach their limits. They had to face their own people in the middle of the 29th division. Several of the plainclothes squad had already died like this. However, their bodies could at least be claimed by the plainclothes team. After they were transported back to the country, they would be marked with some kind of glory for the Great Japan Empire and buried like this.

Sasuke and the others were very careful when investigating such matters. At least, they would not ignore small-scale or unknown matters like some Japanese troops. When they looked at the military register, they would start investigating from the platoon level and lock onto everyone with the surname Zhang. And those people with the surname Zhang who talked about their family matters with a person called Liang. Of course, this included the position of battalion commander. The names of the deceased Zhang family members were crossed out.

A few months later, the name list of all the Zhangs in the 29th division was handed over to the Japanese superiors who had suffered from the harassment of the Chinese god of death. There were dozens of people in the team who knew Liang, including Zhang Maocai.

But of course, this was in August of 2033. When the Japanese superiors had just awarded Sasuke some kind of commendation, he had already disappeared. The plainclothes team had also paid a heavy price. The reason was that in the past few months, the people in the battalion had found Ge Lingyi when they were resting in the city-state. Then, they had ambushed her on some roads that she often passed by. The moment they saw her, they had taken her away. The train arrived at a nearby city. Sasuke had a very unique and tenacious wandering ability. He had the ability to immerse himself in any environment. However, to all the brothers who had survived for many years in this camp, Sasuke was a haunting and haunting ghost. If they were not careful, they would be stabbed in the back by him. If they could not get the essence of Japanese culture, they would be destroyed. They were brainwashed and poisoned by the militarism.

Wang Chunbao's marksmanship wasn't the best, but he was extremely accurate, accurate, and capable when it came to important matters. Usually, he would never compete with others for the number one position in the world. Perhaps he really felt too tired. The 29th Division had been receiving guidance from the civilian martial arts experts hired by Song Zheyuan. Wang Chunbao was surprisingly quick to learn when sparring with others. In fact, Wang Chun Bao had a unique ability that he could learn these skills as soon as he touched a weapon or something, but he didn't tell anyone about it. Ever since he was young, he had been forced into an extremely painful environment. One of the nerves in his brain seemed to have been broken, and as a result, a certain part of his brain had pried open his ability.

It was said that it would be the camp's turn to fight a big battle with the devils in the following days. It was very likely in March.

[Hello, Battalion Commander.] At Xifeng Pass, Niu Guangliang spoke to Zhang Maocai, who was sitting by the city wall. Zhang Maocai tilted his head and listened to his words.

It was unknown what the two of them were talking about. At this moment, Zhang Maocai suddenly waved his arm and said,[As long as you don't talk too much. However, Niu Guangliang still wanted to say something, but Zhang Maocai said in a higher but deeper voice, Enough, this is impossible. Niu Guangliang was stunned and wanted to defend himself, but he was chased away by the battalion commander. He left Zhang Maocai's side with his head drooping in disappointment. Zhang Maocai's eyes swept over his back, and soon turned to look at the rolling snow-covered white mountains beside the Great Wall. He seemed to be a little depressed. After a while, the sunlight shone directly on the wall of the Great Wall, shining on his blue military uniform, black cloth shoes with leggings, and the red collar on his neck. He was just a low-ranking officer of the National Party, so he would not wear black boots like the higher-ups.

At this moment, in a room decorated with a heater where the snow had just stopped.

A burly man was facing Hirai, revealing his body, one thigh, and the side of his body outside of his thin black bathrobe. Hirai had just blow-dried his short hair, and his shoulders were covered by a black bathrobe. This man had just come to visit. After the two of them spoke in a low voice for a while, it was said that the man had something important to discuss with Seiji. Slowly, the man's thick palm began to slide across the inside of Hirai's thigh. When Hirai turned around, his soft short black hair and his appearance made him look like a ghost in this dark room. The inside was so gray that no ups and downs could be seen clearly.

Next, Hirai was lying on the floor with his left side facing the side, almost falling asleep. His soft black hair covered his eyes. The man's tongue then traveled through his belly button and the sides of his legs.

Hirai seemed to be a spy like Yoshiko Kawashima. He had always lived such a life, living a life that was even more humiliating than the Japanese female spies. There was no such thing as a deadline in life, and he had never had any expectations. But how would you die?

However, there were also times that were not so sad. For example, the people in the plainclothes team and Sasuke would sneak up on some of his men in the dark and take photos of them before publishing them in public. Or how these men were killed by the soldiers of the 29th Army, Ma Yangmin and his brothers in the battalion, the battalion commander, machine guns, grenades, mortars, etc., or cut by broadswords. Of course, there were also darts and flying knives. There was also the gentle Dr. Sakata who had been taking care of him carefully and speaking to him while being influenced by the country for the past few months. Unlike many other military doctors, Sakata was one of the few people who did not care about avoiding him. Sasuke and the others were all suppressing themselves.

This was also the tip of the iceberg story of Japan during the Anti-Japanese War.

——Fin——

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