The Insane Tyrant
Early in the morning, the Japanese sentry saw a large group of people on the enemy's 68th Division position heading to the local area.
Bang bang bang!
"Hey, what's going on?"
The Wei Nation soldiers roared as they fired. The patrolling Shan Teng troops immediately rushed to the scene and formed a line of defense.
"Don't shoot, they are our people!”
A pale-faced officer shouted.
The guards stared warily at the man and the few soldiers behind him. He really couldn't imagine who in this world could make the soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire so miserable.
After all, this was an elite troop. They were not on the same level as those third-rate soldiers.
This made it hard for the Japanese to imagine that these people in front of them were actually their own army!
"Stop, I want to see!"
The Japanese sentry ordered everyone to stop in an unquestionable tone.
The officer had no choice but to take out his identification."We are members of Team Yamamoto. We were attacked by a group of Chinese soldiers in the night.”
"Nani?"
The guard was shocked. This was an elite of the 68th division, and Yamamoto Shaosa was the successor of the One Sword Blade Style, so his attainments in blade techniques were very high. However, he had fallen. It was hard to imagine what kind of opponent Yamamoto's team was facing.
The Japanese guard didn't dare to be negligent and quickly led the lieutenant to the 68th division's major general, Guards.
The Guards were also under the control of the police.
He was no different from those vicious Wei Nation people, and he had never treated the Chinese as humans.
Guards was a fierce guy. He had a good habit of waking up in the morning. However, he did not eat this meal. Instead, he was cultivating.
The Japanese had always been good at swordsmanship, and this was the origin of the so-called swordsmanship. Later on, they were used by the shogunate and gradually became a group of die-hard loyalists with the Wei Nation as the core.
They were proud of their lives.
It was because of this feudalism that the Wei Nation's erotic works spread like wildfire.
As for the Guards, there was no need to mention them.
Therefore, when he heard that Taro Yamamoto had been defeated, he was stunned at first, then he flew into a rage.
He wasn't angry because of Taro Yamamoto's failure, but because Taro Yamamoto couldn't even withstand a single blow and his head was cut off.
This was something he could not accept.
He thought that this was a method that the Chinese wanted to use to defeat the Japanese army. Therefore, under such circumstances, it was only natural that Yamamoto's team was defeated.
"Order: Eagle Infantry Regiment, Kamikaze Infantry Regiment, Saemon Infantry Regiment, Mitsui Artillery, Kitara Heavy Machine Gun…Target: The fourth storage unit!"
The Guards almost shouted out.
In an instant, thousands of Wei Nation people rushed towards the fourth warehouse.
The 88th Division's independent brigade was also busy in warehouse 4.
Everyone knew that this was the Wei Nation's revenge plan.
They wiped out Yamamoto's team.
The Wei Nation would definitely come for revenge.
The ones most likely to come for revenge were the Japanese's 68th Division, which was the closest to them.
The Dragon Boat Festival was very clear about the Guards.
That Wei Nation man was very powerful and smart. It was just a little stiff.
Stiffness was also a flaw. Therefore, he had to seize this flaw during the Dragon Boat Festival.
He left 300 people in the fourth warehouse, stationed in the first, second, third, and rooftop. The rest were substitutes. The only ones who had not been transferred were Sun Shiyu's recruits. There was nothing they could do in this battle.
Li Dazhuang and the others complained bitterly in the recruit camp, but it was useless.
Duan Wu didn't care and didn't explain.
"Old Kan, how many mines do we have left?”
"Brigadier General, there's another mine here.”
"Only one?" Duan Wu frowned.
" There's not much explosives left in this warehouse," Kan replied." When the Yoshida Unit attacked warehouse 4, they used up all the explosives. Only this one is useless." Old Kan and Wan Liguo had fixed it there last night.”
"Yes." Duan Wu didn't say anything. He just stood up and looked in the direction of the fourth warehouse.
He was calculating where the enemy would place their cannons.
As for the reason why they had suffered so little damage just now, it was because they had destroyed the Wei Nation's cannons, making it impossible for them to use their firepower.
Otherwise, even 8,000 people might not be able to resist Yoshida and Yamamoto's two teams, let alone 800 people.
Although the fourth warehouse was very sturdy, it could not withstand the Wei Nation's cannons!
Even a cannon was enough to make them suffer.
Therefore, in order to deal with the Wei Nation's counterattack, they had to be fully prepared for the Dragon Boat Festival.
Destroying the Wei Nation's cannons would also minimize their losses.
At the same time, Xie Jin Yuan saw the Dragon Boat Festival sitting by the window and observing with binoculars. He walked over and asked,"Brother Duanwu, what are you doing here?”
"That's the other mine. I reckon that these people's cannons must be somewhere. It would be even better if we could take out one or two of their cannons!”
Duan Wu said without thinking.
However, Xie Jinyuan was dumbfounded and said in disbelief,
"Brother Duanwu, I'm not trying to pour cold water on you. Blow up the Wei Nation's artillery? Hahaha, if you can blow up a cannon with a bomb, I'll let my sister's niece marry you. What do you think?”
"Haha, really? If your niece is ugly, I don't care.”
Duan Wu said with a smile, not caring at all.
However, Xie Jin Yuan became serious and took out a wallet from his pocket. There was a family photo in the wallet.
"Look, look, that's my niece. Look at how beautiful she is."
Xie Jin Yuan handed a photo of a seven or eight-year-old girl to the Dragon Boat Festival.
Seeing this scene, Duan Wu couldn't help but laugh out loud. After a while, he said,"So, you want me to write 'The Story of the Little Lolita's Cultivation?”
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