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North China Japanese Army Headquarters.
Yamamoto Kazuki, who had fled in defeat, was drinking in his room.
Almost all the Yamamoto special agents who worked hard were killed in the first battle, which made Yamamoto Kazuki almost commit suicide.
You know, in order to build Yamamoto's special agent team, Yamamoto Kazuki spent most of his life's efforts. As a colonel, he even bet on his future and destiny.
But now, just one battle made Yamamoto Kazuki fall to the bottom.
Leaning slightly, a Japanese adjutant stood at the door of Yamamoto Kazuki's room and said: "Your Excellency, General Yoshio Shinozuka, please go to him."
"I got it!" Frustrated, Yamamoto Kazuki picked up the bottle and drank it down. Then he stood up, put on his clogs and headed to Shinozuka Yoshio's office.
In the office, Yoshio Shinozuka is drinking tea.
As soon as Kazuki Yamamoto pushed the door open, Yoshio Shinozuka smelled alcohol on his body. Because he knew that the special agent team had suffered a defeat, he could understand Kazuki Yamamoto's mood at the moment.
"Yamamoto-kun, come and have tea!"
"Thank you, General!" Kazuki Yamamoto knelt on the tatami, lowering his head in despair.
Yoshio Shinozuka comforted him: "Yamamoto-kun, you are my favorite subordinate. If you fall because of a defeat, then I have misjudged the person.
Now that it has become a fact, what you have to consider now is how to reverse the situation instead of being depressed in front of me. "
Hearing what Shinozuka Yoshio said, Yamamoto Kazuki said aggrievedly: "General, I just feel too wronged. Not to mention the defeat, I still don't know the opponent's number and commander's name. .”
Yamamoto Kazuki was too impressed by the Eighth Route Army ambushing in Yangcun. They were all armed with submachine guns and well-trained in fighting. They were very different from the ordinary Eighth Route Army team.
At this moment, Shinozuka Yoshio smiled mysteriously and said: "Yamamoto-kun, I already know who the Eighth Route Army is this time."
"What?" Yamamoto Kazuki was stunned: "Did the General have already obtained the information?"
"According to the latest intelligence we intercepted from the Eighth Route Army, it was the new regiment of the 386th Brigade that stayed in Yangcun that night when your unit was ambushed."
Hearing the title of the new regiment, Yamamoto Kazuki was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "It turns out to be the commander named Shen Quan again!"
In less than three months, Shen Quan's name has become a celebrity in the Japanese headquarters.
This forced Yamamoto Kazuki to re-examine the new group's combat capabilities and his judgment on Shen Quan.
Yoshio Shinozuka immediately said: "Yamamoto-kun, it turns out that special operations have already begun among the Eighth Route Army, and from this battle, it can be judged that the special forces of the Eighth Route Army are stronger than us."
Yamamoto Kazuki lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "General, the failure of this operation was due to my arrogance. Please punish me."
The dream he had worked so hard for many years was shattered in one fell swoop. Yamamoto Kazuki was no longer interested in living.
Yoshio Shinozuka comforted him: "Yamamoto-kun, don't give up on yourself. I called General Okamura the day before yesterday. In order to support your special plan,
General Okamura once again earmarked $500,000 to reorganize the special forces.
The fifty warriors from the Japanese Empire who were sent to Germany to study in the third quarter of this year will soon arrive in Taiyuan. I will assign them to the special agent team.
All you have to do is to reorganize a more powerful special agent team and kill more people to take revenge! "
Yamamoto Kazuki stood up and bowed: "Hayi! Thank you General, I will do my best in this humble position!"
While the two were talking, in the corridor outside Yoshio Shinozuka's office, a tall and thin Japanese soldier wearing a Japanese military uniform was walking over.
The Japanese soldier was carrying a long strip wrapped in black cloth on his back, which looked like a rifle.
When the Japs walked to the door of the office, they were stopped by soldiers on guard: "Baga, this is the general's office, go away!"
"Baga, how dare you yell at me!" This mysterious Japanese raised his hand and slapped the enemy on guard, drawing blood directly.
"Hurry up and tell General Yoshio Shinozuka that I, Ono Jiro, am here!"
Seeing that this Japanese man's dress and temperament were different, the Japanese man on guard was worried that he would get into big trouble, so he quickly corrected his attitude and said: "Ha Yi, please wait a moment, I will report it right away."
Then, the Japanese pushed the door and walked in. He stood opposite Yoshio Shinozuka and saluted: "Your Excellency, General, there is someone outside who calls himself Jiro Ono and wants to see you!"
"Onojiro?"
Hearing this name, Yoshio Shinozuka and Kazuki Yamamoto looked at each other for a moment, and then Yoshio Shinozuka recalled: "Hurry up and invite him in. This is the distinguished guest I have invited."
"Hayi!"
Yamamoto wondered: "Sir General, who is this Ono Jiro?"
Yoshio Shinozuka explained: "He is a sniper genius that is rare in our Empire of Japan for a century. When he was in Tohoku, he set an uninterrupted record of killing 200 enemies with 200 bullets.
This time he came to northwest Shanxi, partly because of my order! "Yoshio Shinozuka said doubtfully: "On the other hand, it is to avenge his cousin. "
Cousin? revenge? Yamamoto Kazuki was stunned for a while.
"His cousin's name is Qingshui Shisan. You will know it now, right?"
Hearing this, Kazuki Yamamoto finally let go of his defensive tone and stared curiously at Ono Jiro who was about to walk in at the door.
