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After the review was over and the task was explained, Okamura Ninji half-lay down in his chair and waited for the emperor's ruling.

In general, if the battle is lost, the emperor will not be angry!

The loss of 30,000 horses was nothing to the emperor.

However, this battle is extremely significant!

This is a showdown between the spirits of China and Japan!

In the end, the "Sakura" spirit is victorious, or the "bright sword" is better.

The result was obvious: under the watchful eyes of the international "press company," the "Sakura" army was tragically annihilated.

It is estimated that in the sky over China, radio waves are flying everywhere, and the content is "The Chinese nation will win a great victory with a bright sword, the Chinese nation will not die, and the final victory must belong to China."

The emperor will definitely not tolerate such a result!

At this time, a communications officer walked in, hesitated, and said, "Report to the general, telegram." ”

Okamura Ninji thought: The emperor's telegram came so quickly.

There is no good fruit, wait for a court-martial.

Although he had been prepared, he still coughed.

The chief of staff sighed and said, "Read it." “

The communications officer hesitated for a moment, and said, "That person's clear-coded message." ”

Okamura Ninji raised his head suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched continuously, and he coughed even more violently.

Now, as soon as he heard the name, he overreacted and had a psychological shadow.

The military doctor stepped forward, and after a while, Okamura Ninji settled down again.

He said lightly: "Read it! ”

The correspondent said: "'Old time', I think you must be so angry that you vomit blood and keep coughing." However, you can't die, if you die, who will give you the 10 million dollars? Live, live well, in order to continue to lose money. Remember, I'm going to send someone across the river without a bearer note. It's okay not to send it, so everyone knows that the Japanese country is not trustworthy. ”

Okamura Ninji jumped up and let out a terrible scream in his throat!

The voice was so screaming, so perverted, it scared everyone!

"Too much deception, too much deception, ah, ah, ah......"

Okamura Ninji's face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, more than a foot away.

He slumped back in his chair and coughed violently.

The military doctor had to rush up again to "calm down" him.

Okamura Ninji roared: "Shame, shame, a stain that I will never be able to erase in my life." “

The chief of staff asked: "To give this 10 million dollars, to give it or not to give it?" ”

Okamura Ninji took a few deep breaths, finally calmed down, pondered for a moment, and said, "Clear-code message, a bet that the whole world knows, can't be relied upon." ”

At this time, the second communications officer ran in and said, "General, that person's second clear message." ”

Okamura Ninji shuddered, calmed down, and said, "Read." ”

The communications officer said: "Okamura Ningji, you are defeated, and the Japanese side is defeated." However, in the spirit of humanitarianism, I allow you to cross the river and bring back the wounded soldiers and their bodies, and we will not shoot you. It's just that all the guns, guns and ammunition were left behind and sent to our positions. Note that people crossing the river are not allowed to carry weapons. ”

Okamura Ningji was so angry that he trembled: "Fake benevolence and false righteousness, cat crying mouse!" Let's bring back the corpses, piled up, will definitely hit our morale, what a cunning spiritual attack method. They seized the weapons and insulted us again, clearly 'surrender the guns and not kill'. ”

The chief of staff muttered: "If you don't agree, you won't even be able to collect the bones, and the soldiers will definitely be chilled, which will be a major blow to morale." ”

Okamura Ninji said hatefully: "Yaga, he grasped our weakness, cunning, cunning!" ”

Coughing, coughing violently.

A terrible guess arose in his mind: he knew that I was coughing, and seemed to know everything, was he really a ghost, was he a ghost king?

The chief of staff said: "Call back and agree to his request." ”

The General Headquarters of the "Xiongqi Regiment".

Sima Qian happily handed the message to Yue Feng: "The old devil agreed!" ”

Yue Feng looked at it and said, "Okamura Ningji, finally lower your arrogant head!" ”

Lin Hucheng said: "I heard that the Japanese are the strongest people than him. ”

Sima Qian said proudly: "Brother Tianzhu, of course you are stronger than them. However, why do you have to let the devil collect the body? Doesn't exposing the corpse of the devil make the devil even more afraid? ”

Yue Feng smiled: "You, think about the problem, only think about one aspect, this is not enough, you have to think about a few aspects." First of all, it is not worth it how much manpower and financial resources we have to waste if we bury so many corpses. ”

Sima Qian said: "Yes, their corpses, why do you let us bury them?" ”

Yue Feng said: "Second, if our people clean up the battlefield, not only will they be tired, but I am afraid that they will be attacked by air raids and suffer countless casualties, so it is better to simply let the devil soldiers do coolies." ”

Shangguan Cong admired again: "Colonel, your intelligence is one level higher than mine." ”

Yue Feng said lightly: "Third, in our battle, let the devil soldiers be wiped out, they must hold their breath and will find a way to retaliate and slaughter my innocent people." In this way, returning the corpse to them invisibly made them vent some of their grievances. ”

Lin Hucheng nodded frequently, secretly thinking: "The Ghost King" is really a bodhisattva's heart, thinking about ordinary people everywhere, it is really rare.

An hour later, on the battlefield, Chu Kangkai and Shangguan Cong took the soldiers and supervised the devils.

The grieving devil soldiers were divided into two parts, one of which carried the corpses and helped the wounded onto the ship.

The so-called wounded are really completely "wounded", deaf and dumb, completely walking dead, like zombies.

Some of the devils carried weapons and ammunition to the front of the position, and Chu Kangkai led the soldiers to receive them.

Humiliation!

Huge insult!

If you lose the battle, you will be killed and wounded!

I actually have to clean the battlefield myself and give weapons and ammunition to the other party!

Slap in the face!

Slap in the face!

The weapon will be used against them in the future, which is equivalent to sending a bayonet to the other party and letting the other party kill!

Shangguan Cong shouted in Japanese: "Yaga, Baga, don't miss any weapons, otherwise, you will be killed on the spot." Baga, Baga, why don't you search your body and take out all your belongings such as silver dollars, banknotes, and watches! Baga, Baga, no bag, it's stupid, take off your clothes and wrap it up. ”

With that, he fired several shots into the sky in succession.

The devil soldiers had no choice but to search the corpse, take out their belongings, take off their jackets and bags, and when they were full, they served them with both hands, so aggrieved that they almost vomited blood.

There were more than a dozen devil soldiers who really endured the humiliation of the water, and they couldn't violate the military order, so they fainted alive.

When two of them woke up, they screamed, grabbed a bayonet, and cut themselves open.

Shangguan Cong and others turned a blind eye to the self-dissection of devils, and they were used to it.

These little devils, in the face of such a tragic situation, don't dissect a few, that's strange.

At this time, there was a ghost soldier holding a corpse, crying bitterly, extremely sad, and singing a strange song.

A soldier asked Shangguan Cong: "Company commander, what's wrong with that little devil?" ”

Shangguan Cong said with a smile: "His brother was beaten to death, singing to summon spirits." ”

Suddenly, the little devil grabbed a gun and rushed to this side with a roar, pulling the bolt as he went.

Shangguan Cong decisively raised his gun.

The gun rang out, but Shangguan Cong didn't have time to shoot.

A young man picked up a pistol and beat the mad devil to death.

Immediately, Shao Zuo bowed to Shangguan Cong and said loudly: "I'm sorry, it's my subordinates who have lost their minds, please forgive me." ”

Shangguan Cong thought for a while and said, "Devil Shaozuo, I allow you to hold a gun, whoever wants to violate the military order will kill him." ”

Shaozo bowed and said, "Thank you, thank you!" ”

He looked at the huge crater and couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me what weapon you used?" ”

Shangguan Cong smiled: "No problem, this is not a secret. Listen, our killer weapon is the 'Ghost King Cannon'. ”

Shao Zuo felt a chill in his heart: "This, what kind of cannon is this 'Ghost King Cannon'?" ”

The brothers of the "Xiongqi Group" laughed and said in unison: "Secret, this is a secret, a secret to send devils to hell." ”

The devil Shaozuo knew that he was being played, and he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

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