devil!
This man must be a devil!
Nishino Yoshi even felt like he couldn't breathe.
What he thought was a seamless plan was actually worthless in the eyes of the other party.
Not only that, he was even used by the other party.
Those one hundred and fifty imperial soldiers actually died entirely because of themselves.
He was cursing and cursing, suddenly lying on the ground and crying loudly.
This is a manifestation of complete physical and mental breakdown.
Meng Shaoyuan looked at the crying Nishino Yao with a smile.
After a while, Meng Shaoyuan said: "Okay, save your tears and cry with those beasts in hell.
Ah, I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have thought of such a plan. "
Thanks!
This is an even greater irony!
"Take him out." Meng Shaoyuan no longer wanted to see this person: "Let him disappear forever."
Without saying a word, Li Zhifeng picked up Nishino Yao and walked outside.
Nishino Yoshi didn't even have the intention to resist.
At this time, Meng Shaoyuan's eyes fell on Yanagisawa Ako and Ye Yue: "It's your turn, what should I do with you?"
Neither of the two Japanese women spoke.
Their feet were numb from squatting, but they had to endure it silently.
"At least one thing is that you didn't really want to kill me." Meng Shaoyuan said lightly: "I know this. But I have a principle, a spy is a spy.
You will continue to stay here, but without my order, your activity area will only be the office and the lounge.
When the war in Manila is over, I will hand you over to the Americans and tell you who you are. "
After saying that, he stood up and walked out without looking back.
He didn't break his promise.
After the Battle of Manila, he handed over Yanagisawa Ako and Hazuki to the US military.
After the end of World War II, Yanagisawa Ako and Hazuki were escorted back to Japan and prosecuted for espionage.
Both men were sentenced to life in prison.
He was pardoned in the 1960s.
Throughout their lives, they never said anything about their time in the Philippines.
However, when they were chatting, they would often unconsciously mention one place:
Commercial buildings in Manila.
…
"What happened inside?"
Lieutenant William, who was directing the battle outside, asked.
"A riot occurred." Meng Shaoyuan didn't hide anything: "It's just that it was suppressed by Second Lieutenant Ter."
Just as he was talking, Lieutenant Terl also appeared: "Report, the riot has subsided, and all the criminals who participated in the riot are dead."
"ah?"
Lieutenant William was startled.
This is a big deal.
"It's a small thing, isn't it?" Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "While there was a fierce battle on the front line, a group of prisoners of war started to riot, obviously to cooperate in the battle.
At the most critical moment, I thought Second Lieutenant Turl did a very good job in decisively handling the situation and avoiding greater losses. "
Lieutenant William fell silent.
Well, no matter what happens, Major Charles is here anyway.
The Japanese advance was without any success.
There were corpses of Japanese soldiers everywhere inside and outside the position.
The attack was temporarily stopped.
U.S. troops also suffered casualties.
The wailing sounds also kept coming.
Immediately, a medic appeared wearing a helmet marked with four red crosses on a white background.
Just before the attack on Pearl Harbor, the number of medical soldiers in the US military increased to more than 130,000, and the growth rate even exceeded that of the Army.
Each medic carries a canvas medical bag.
It contains various first aid supplies, including dressings, bandages, scissors, tourniquets, safety pins and more.
Moreover, the U.S. military’s medical packages are also divided in great detail.
Different items are packed according to different tasks, including officer medical bag, sergeant medical bag, soldier medical bag, officer and soldier dental bag, paratrooper medical bag, veterinary officer medical bag, veterinary sergeant and soldier medical bag.
I saw a medical soldier rush to a wounded soldier, check the wound, quickly open the medical bag, take out a reusable glass syringe, and then take out a sterilized needle from a soft metal tube and put it on .
0.5 grains of morphine was injected into the wounded soldiers.
The pain of the wounded soldiers was quickly relieved.
Medics can do more than that.
They even carry a Coleman Model 523 gasoline stove with a draft shield and sterilizing box.
This allows medics to perform simple surgeries on the battlefield.
Therefore, this can save the lives of wounded soldiers to the greatest extent.
Therefore, on the entire battlefield of World War II, the U.S. military had the lowest mortality rate of wounded soldiers, only 30%.
Although this still seems high, you must know that even in the Gulf War decades later, the U.S. military’s wounded soldier mortality rate was still around 25%.
Over the years, it has only dropped by about 5%.
Compared with other participating countries, the death rate of wounded soldiers in the US military is completely surprising and enviable.
Although Meng Shaoyuan kept this in mind, he also knew that he could not do it.
After all, this requires huge and huge infrastructure.
A very long construction process.
But I can bring the U.S. military’s practices to the country in its entirety.
"solved."
Kageyama Nosuke appeared next to the US military and handed him a cigarette: "Everything has been solved, what about Natsume Seiichiro?"
Meng Shaoyuan took the cigarette, lit it, took a puff and said, "He knows a lot, especially this time with his cooperation. Let's find an opportunity to make him disappear."
"Understood, leave it to me." Kageyama Nosuke also took a puff of cigarette: "I basically have nothing to do here. I have other tasks, which will be transferred to Baguio. I will transfer Natsume Seiichiro Bring it with you.”
"When you see Senior Xingu, tell him that I have already contacted the US military." Meng Shaoyuan whispered: "Tell him that everything is going according to plan. Jingshan, you must protect Senior Xingu's safety no matter what."
"I will." Kageyama Nosuke said: "You should pay attention to yourself. You are not an intelligence officer now, but a commander directly directing the battle on the front line.
On the intelligence front, you can call the shots, but on the battlefield, a cold bullet may kill you in an instant. "
"Do you believe in fate?" Meng Shaoyuan suddenly laughed: "I didn't believe it in the past, but I do believe it now. My mission is far from completed, and God will not allow me to see him so soon.
Go and assist Xingu-senpai with peace of mind. You don't have to worry about me here. I will live well. "
Jingshan Nosuke nodded vigorously and threw away the cigarette: "No matter what happens in the future, I hope I can see you again. See you in victory!"
"See you in victory!" Meng Shaoyuan also threw away the cigarette, and then gave Nosuke Kageyama a big hug: "Although you are Japanese, you are different from other Japanese. I like Japanese people like you, my Brothers, live well and see you on Victory Day!"
