Meng Shaoyuan was very depressed.

Originally, he should have evacuated quickly now, but by coincidence, Matsumoto Hirobang actually appeared.

And with two guys with weapons.

Grabbing the white blade with his bare hands and killing three people with his bare hands, such a thing Meng Shaoyuan couldn't do anyway.

Since you can't do it, you can just go back with them honestly.

By this time, the shelling had stopped, and the Chinese army began to launch an attack on all fronts.

This was the first time in China's history that the sea, land, and air forces had coordinated operations, and for the first time, the coordination was very rusty.

For example, when the artillery fire began to extend, the army did not seize the opportunity to take the initiative.

Instead, it took a long time for the officers at the front to blow the whistle for the attack.

The best time was delayed.

The Japanese positions, which had just been bombarded indiscriminately, were quickly repaired and their weapons were re-erected on the positions.

This made the Chinese army, which could have been suppressed by the superiority of artillery fire and quickly achieve results, had to face a bitter battle.

And those Japanese soldiers were still very strong in terms of combat ability and individual soldier quality.

Even the Japanese who were in the volunteer brigade of the expatriates fully demonstrated their combat capability.

Not poisoned by some "thought".

For example, Matsumoto Hirokuni, who was a soldier before, participated in the Russo-Japanese War, and was injured as a result.

He had a wealth of combat experience, and before the war began, he had already passed on his combat experience to the Japanese expatriates along with other veterans.

Chinese soldiers are fighting for their country, so why don't these Japanese feel so in their hearts?

The Chinese soldiers vented all the humiliation of these years on the battlefield, and they were brave and fearless, and they charged bravely.

What about the Japanese? They knew that their numbers were small, and once the Chinese broke through the defensive line, all the anger of the Chinese would be vented, and the Japanese would have no place to die. So in that sense, they have to fight to the death.

In fact, war is, to a large extent, a kind of psychological contest between the two belligerents.

Moreover, the naval guns of the Japanese Navy began to provide artillery support.

The Chinese troops rushed twice in a row, but were driven back.

In these two battles, Meng Shaoyuan's performance can be called disastrous.

It's simply a shame for the Japanese.

From the very beginning of the attack, he shrank behind the bunker of the position with his head in his hands, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve, no matter how loudly the people around him reprimanded him, he did not dare to get up.

Nonsense, did you let your Young Master Meng shoot his own compatriots with a gun?

Therefore, dressing himself up as an image of a coward, although it is embarrassing, is also Meng Shaoyuan's only choice.

"Count the casualties and treat the wounded."

Hirotaka Yamada's voice rang out.

Although it was difficult to hold the position, the losses of the Japanese side were also large.

"Get out of the way, you coward." When a Japanese overseas Chinese passed by Meng Shaoyuan's side, he kicked him in the ass.

The initial sympathy for him has disappeared without a trace.

How dare you kick Young Master Meng's ass? Wait, young master, I'll kill you sooner or later.

Meng Shaoyuan scolded the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the person who kicked his ass in his heart, and then he turned over tremblingly, his face was pale and colorless:

"Hit ...... Finished fighting? ”

Powerful acting skills, Meng Shaoyuan sighed, why didn't he choose to become an actor in the first place?

"Temporarily." Matsumoto Hirokuni sat beside him: "Are you afraid? ”

"Scared, scared." Meng Shaoyuan covered his head: "I thought I was very brave, but ...... God, I'm terrified, I'm terrified, I'm ashamed, I'm a disgrace to the Japanese Empire. ”

Well, now you can angrily say, "! ”

Then, your Young Master Meng will get out of here immediately.

However, Matsumoto Hirokuni did not say this: "Everyone who goes to the battlefield for the first time will feel fear. I remember the first time I went to the battlefield, just as scared. But my commander, Oda Juncao, shouted encouragement to me and motivated me to move forward.

I remember that time, after I killed the first enemy, the fear in my heart disappeared. We won that time, but Oda Juncao gave his life. Rukawa-kun, the fear in your heart is your worst enemy, and when you overcome this fear, you will be invincible on the battlefield. ”

Fuck, I don't want you to preach, I want you to let me fuck off.

"I'm at Kyoto Imperial University, and I'm studying history." Meng Shaoyuan's face was heavy: "I never thought that one day I would come to the battlefield......"

At this time, a Japanese man not far away was about a heat cold, sneezed, wiped his nose with his hand, and then wiped his hand on his clothes.

"Rude."

Meng Shaoyuan and Matsumoto Hirobang blurted out at the same time.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Matsumoto Hirokuni lowered his voice and said, "Look, these rude peasants. ”

He is also a native of Kyoto.

Pure Kyoto people.

So he could fight side by side with his companions when he was fighting, but in his heart, he looked down on these peasants outside Kyoto.

Being able to meet a fellow villager like "Rukawa Kaede" here made him feel very cordial: "I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time. Rukawa-kun, Kyoto, is everything okay now? ”

"Okay, everything is fine." Meng Shaoyuan said leisurely: "Before I came to China, I also went to the third generation of Mumi Bingwei to have a meal, otherwise I would miss him." It's a pity that His Excellency Maematsu Takamoto was drowned, what a pity. ”

Now make up a lie, thanks to that Watanabe Shaosa, let himself know that Maematsu Takamoto was drowned.

"Really? It's a pity. Matsumoto Hirokuni sighed, "It's been a long time since I've eaten the cuisine of the three generations of the Kiya Guardian family. Rukawa-kun, who else is in the family? ”

"My father and mother are here, an older brother and two younger sisters."

"It's such a big family."

"What about you? Lord Matsumoto. ”

"My son and daughter-in-law are both in Japan, and the year before last, they sent their daughter, that is, my granddaughter Mako, to Shanghai, and now lives in the public concession."

Speaking of his granddaughter, Matsumoto's eyes were full of love, and he took out a photo from his pocket: "Look, this is my granddaughter. ”

Hey, it's pretty beautiful, it's very playful, it's cute, and it's ......

Stop, stop.

Why do evil thoughts arise in my heart when I see a Japanese girl wearing a sailor suit? Meng Shaoyuan felt that his heart was really dirty.

"This was taken by Masako last month, on her 17th birthday." Matsumoto carefully put away the photo: "I really hope to see him again." ”

I wish a shell killed you.

Meng Shaoyuan's face was concerned: "Your Excellency Matsumoto, you will soon be able to see the real son." ”

"It's not that easy." Matsumoto Hirokuni shook his head: "This time the people of China came prepared, the artillery fire is fierce, and the determination of the soldiers of China is very tenacious, and this place will be lost sooner or later." I am ready to serve His Majesty the Emperor. ”

You're dead, it's my business.

Before Meng Shaoyuan could make up a few more words of comfort, Matsumoto Guangbang suddenly said: "Rukawa-kun, I can see that you are not a soldier, there is nothing shameful about this. Some people are destined to be warriors from the beginning, and some people are supposed to be scholars, such as you, really shouldn't be here.

After a while, the man attacked again, remember to protect yourself. There is no shame in this, the Volunteer Corps was originally organized by the expatriates themselves, and you have every right to quit. But, Rukawa-kun, promise me that if I can survive, please ask you to help me take care of Mako. ”

And such a good thing?

The idiom explanation of seeking skin with a tiger is...... The idiom explanation of carelessness in dating is...... The idiom explanation of mistaking the cowherd for a lover is...... No, that's not an idiom, is it......

In an instant, countless idioms popped up in Meng Shaoyuan's mind.

Matsumoto Hirobang actually wants to entrust his granddaughter, a young and beautiful girl with a good figure and a sailor suit, to himself?

"No!" Meng Shaoyuan said loudly: "You will live, you will live well, Zhen Zizi will definitely see her grandfather." ”

Brothers of the national army on the other side, come a sharpshooter and shoot this old thing through the head with one shot.

Meng Shaoyuan kept pleading upward.

Matsumoto Hirobang would never have thought that the person he asked for was a guy with a "human face and a beast's heart": "Please don't persuade me anymore." Rukawa-kun, I am really lucky to be able to meet a fellow villager from Kyoto here. Please take good care of Mako, or send her back home, or wait for her parents to pick her up. ”

Send it home, that's not to think about it. Waiting for her parents to pick her up?

A little white rabbit that falls into the mouth of a big bad wolf, the general result is ......

Matsumoto Hirokuni told him in detail where Matsuko lived.

Makiko is working as an intern journalist and just applied for the job before her birthday last month.

"Don't worry, I promise to take good care of Mako."

Meng Shaoyuan held Matsumoto Hirobang's hand: "I am me, Rukawa Kaede's oath." ”

Matsumoto Hirobang was relieved.

The only thing he couldn't worry about was the real coffin.

"Hi, Kaede Rukawa."

Yamada Hirotaka walked over, his face a little ugly: "I heard about your performance in battle, yes, your headquarters should appear here, but it is the duty of every subject to serve the empire, please show your courage!" ”

"Yamamoto-kun." Matsumoto Hirobang spoke: "Here, it doesn't belong to him. Just let him stay by my side and stop scolding him. Let, veterans, shed our last drop of blood for the sake of the Empire and His Majesty the Emperor. ”

Hirotaka Yamada respects Matsumoto Hirokuni very much, and when he heard him say this, he naturally didn't want to say anything more, so he could only muttered a few words and left.

"The enemy is ready to open fire, hidden, hidden!"

"Rukawa-kun, hidden, hidden!"

There is no need for Matsumoto Guangbang to greet him, our "Liuchuan Feng" Meng Shaoyuan, the whole person is lying in the position, and he can't wait to burrow his head into the soil.

Just kidding, it's not worth it to die under your own shells.

Your Young Master Meng is also ready to help you take care of Zhenzi.

Right, my dearest Lord Matsumoto?