"Your Excellency, Captain, this is the latest information from the Special High School. Please take a look at it." The Chief of Staff handed over a document respectfully.
Takeuchi, who was sitting at his desk writing, raised his eyelids. He silently took the document and read its contents carefully.
Another meaningless trivial matter. I wonder what Ma Lu in the extra-high school class is busy with every day?
Takeuchi cursed secretly, but when he turned to the last page, that line of eye-catching text instantly caught his attention.
Name: Liao Mingyu.
Year of birth: unknown.
Background: Unknown.
Identity: A student of the sixth batch of Whampoa Military Academy. He studied at the Berlin Military Academy. He is currently the leader of the Independent Strengthening Regiment of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, stationed on the east bank of the Nu River.
Summary: This person is very mysterious. His experience before joining the Chinese Expeditionary Force cannot be verified, but he is extremely dangerous. According to statistics, no less than three thousand imperial warriors have been shattered in his hands, which should not be underestimated.
It turns out that the mysterious Chinese commander is called Liao Mingyu. Judging from his experience, he is also an amazing military talent. No wonder I can't always take advantage of him. Unfortunately, there are no photos and the information is not detailed.
Takeuchi Renshan tapped his fingers on the table, his narrow eyes fixed on the line of names on the document, and his calm face showed no trace of what he was thinking.
"Yoshino, our opponent doesn't look easy."
"Hey, according to the feedback from the intelligence personnel of the Special High School, they cannot fully grasp the information about this person. It may be that the Chinese government deliberately hides it. But this person is much more dangerous than Yu Xiaoqing, who is also the commander of the East Coast... His methods are also He is quite ruthless and should be considered one of the few powerful generals in China."
Chief of Staff Yoshino's eyes were full of fear when he said this.
"We were careless a few times before." As he said, Takeuchi stood up and walked to the window to look out.
It wasn't so much a window as it was a hole in the wall half the size of a head. But where they were was inside an unusually wide tree trunk.
This is the huge sacred tree on the top of Nantianmen Mountain, which has been completely transformed by the Japanese army. The sides and top of the tree trunk are reinforced with reinforced concrete, making the already thick and strong tree body appear even more indestructible now. Faced with direct fire from large-caliber artillery shells, there is no way to shake it.
Countless shooting holes were dug into the trunk wall, and each shooting hole could place a machine gun. There is also a 37mm rapid-fire cannon placed at the half-person-high main entrance. The entire tree fort can shoot almost 360 degrees without blind spots, just like a hedgehog, making it difficult for people to start.
Countless ammunition and food are stored inside the tree fort, and even a lone soldier can hold on inside for half a month or even longer. The bottom is connected to the entire Nantianmen tunnel, allowing the defenders to continuously transport troops here.
"Maybe it's because I don't have the ability to break through the east coast, but don't think about taking down Nantianmen with just a few thousand people. When you get to Nantianmen, you will know what despair is. Haha... stay here with me Fall."
Takeuchi sneered and murmured to himself, slowly looking from the shooting hole to the hillside on the east coast. The Chinese people there will become the nutrients of this land.
Now he still has nearly 6,000 people in hand, plus the tunnel fortifications that have been gradually completed, this is his last trump card.
Even if the Chinese people spend a huge amount of money to break through the tree fort, they will still be in a state of exhaustion. The position they had built on the reverse slope was the final hurdle they had to face. What is despair? This is despair!
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"What the hell?"
"What a different calf, it's a flat calf. Come and say it to me, a flat calf!"
"Hold it back...?"
"What the hell is this? Hold it down! Hold it down to death, you little brat."
Milong cursed angrily while lying on the hospital bed. This guy had plaster bandages on his hands and gauze on his head and face. Only his eyes and mouth were exposed. This didn't stop him from spewing trash talk.
"Damn it, your Northeastern dialect is too difficult to learn, I won't learn it anymore!"
On the bed next to him was Fan Xiangwu, the great man from the northwest. The two brothers were destined to be in the same ward. During the boring period of recuperation, these two men with very forthright personalities established a profound "revolutionary friendship."
"I'm talking about Fan Laosan, it's been more than half a fucking month, and I'm almost sick with prickly heat. When can I get out now?" Mi Long couldn't help complaining.
"Who knows, look at me, I'm wrapped like a coffin."
Fan Xiangwu moved the bandage strips on his body and said helplessly. He had three stab wounds on his body and a penetrating bayonet wound. He was unconscious when he was carried off the battlefield.
"But Northeastern bastard, you learned our native dialect last night but lost a bottle of wine to me. You must treat me to a drink when you go out." Fan Xiangwu said happily. They were both so bored.
"What's the point? Just drink it. But why don't you come to our Sichuan Legion? You're a bastard and you have a bad temper with me. Then what's the use of Master Yu? He, Yu Xiaoqing, is a piece of shit who deserves to be beaten to death!" Long cursed without hesitation.
"You are talking nonsense again. Sir Fan, please don't mind. I have a bad mouth and like to talk nonsense." Shangguan Jiici walked in from the door with a basin in his hand and smiled apologetically at Fan Xiangwu.
Milong's loud, unobstructed voice can be heard outside. She was so angry that she pinched Mi Long hard, "Sir, are you someone you can scold?"
"Haha, it's not in the way, it's not in the way." Fan Xiangwu Gan said with a smile.
"Did I say something wrong? He's worried... Oh! Be gentle, wife." Mi Long screamed.
"Be honest and I'll wipe you down." Shangguan Jiici rolled his eyes at him.
"Where's Bao'er?"
"Playing in the yard."
…
Seeing the two people flirting, Fan Xiangyu was filled with envy. This boy was quite lucky. He lived in a hospital and had such a beautiful wife to take care of him. He pitied me, the third child, for being alone.
"Milong, you are so energetic. You can hear your loud voice outside."
At this time, Liao Mingyu walked in from outside with Lei Baoer in his arms.
"Oh, why is the leader here!" Mi Long wanted to get up and salute, but Liao Mingyu quickly stopped him.
"Come on, don't do that nonsense, just lie down and have a good time. I'm here to see you when I have time today. Waiter, bring your things over here."
"Hey!" Ding Xiaoer quickly carried two bags of fruits and snacks over.
"Hey, Captain, why are you still trying to do this? What's wrong with me?" Mi Long was a little embarrassed.
"Thank you, Commander Liao, for your concern." Shangguan Jiici accepted the snacks generously.
"It's okay, just a little thought." Liao Mingyu waved his hand indifferently.
"But my family is used to being unruly. If you don't obey anyone, I will obey you. I need you to keep an eye on him to prevent him from causing trouble in the future."
Shangguan Jiici said helplessly that she was worried about Mi Long's character, for fear that one day he would offend someone he shouldn't offend.
"You old bitch, what are you talking about? Captain, don't listen to her nonsense."
"This brat needs to be cured. Why don't you come in and hide outside? Mi Long seems to be itchy." Liao Mingyu shouted outside.
At this time, a head popped up at the door, smiling playfully at Milong on the bed: "Hey, you bastard, you are so comfortable lying down, Milong."
"Of course he is comfortable. He has food and drink. Look, there are still people waiting on him. Hey, the young master wants to be hit by a bomb like this." Meng Fanxiao walked in with a smile and narrowed his eyes.
"Why...why are you guys here, too?" Mi Long said in surprise.
Good guy, we are followed by A Yi, Yao Ma, Kang Ya, Dou Biang and a bunch of other old brothers from the Sichuan Army. This small ward can hardly stand.
"Brother Milong, where are you itchy?" Doubi asked honestly.
"Well, this guy has gained weight." The serious Dong Daodu couldn't help but laugh.
"Of course, the conditions here are so good, I don't think he will want to return to the regiment if he doesn't succeed." Snake also teased him.
"You piece of shit, I don't want to stay here any longer." Milong retorted unconvinced.
"Oh, Milong, your environment is not bad. Is there a beautiful little nurse here?" Ayi joked, not to be outdone.
"Hey, Mr. Long, this little devil's cannonballs don't have long eyes. Let me see if you have any parts blown off." After saying this, Meng Fan wanted to say hello to Milong's crotch.
"Hehe, I see that his son is still in high spirits. Give him a good check-up. If there is no problem, he can be discharged from the hospital." Kaname gestured with his hands to scare him.
"Oh, I'm sorry, please don't...it was my mistake to hurt me, I'm still injured. Grandpas, please forgive me."
Mysterious Dragon finally began to beg for mercy. Although everyone said they were merciless, this real brotherhood filled the heart of this Northeastern fool.
"Forget it, spare his life."
"Hahaha…"
Everyone made a fuss, and Milong laughed heartlessly along. At this moment...only the old brothers of the Sichuan Army can understand.
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