The situation has reached this point, and it's basically... unbearable.
The special envoy of the Japs, Miyata Masao, was also a little timid.
Now I want to go back.
If he doesn't retreat, he's afraid he won't have a chance to retreat...
panic.
Even despair.
When I think of this, deep down in my heart, I feel an endless chill.
Many things deep in my consciousness are a bit out of my control.
It's better to withdraw before it's too late.
If you can't stand it, just let it go.
"At this time, even if you want to withdraw... I'm afraid I won't be able to withdraw."
"This road has been blocked from the beginning."
"It's not that easy to open this blocked road..."
"Now it's time for you to fight to the death."
"Now we have to see whether we will protect the air force or the 300,000 Imperial Locust Army!"
"I've said it before, the New First Division is extraordinary, the New First Division is extremely treacherous and unpredictable..."
"The new First Division is difficult to deal with."
"If the New First Division is so easy to fight, why should I gather a million troops to deal with it?"
"Now that the army of one million people has not gathered completely, they ran to attack at your signal."
"Our interests have never been antagonistic."
"Our mutual interest relationship has always been normal."
"We have always pursued normal development."
"It's been like this from beginning to end."
"Why...why do you let me down?"
"Did it develop to the current situation?"
"If this continues, it will collapse sooner or later!"
"Now that Kong Junjie has been removed, the New 1st Division once again controls the air. As long as the New 1st Division has enough aerial bombs, it can continuously drop bombs towards the camps of the 1st, 3rd, and 4th Imperial Army."
"Bomb drops of this magnitude are destined to be continuous and unlimited."
"You can already imagine what it will look like in the end..."
"The situation that is finally reversed will leave you completely... out of control."
"Once air superiority is lost, the 300,000 troops of the 1st, 3rd, and 4th Imperial Army will basically be destroyed."
"It's a hopeless kind of destruction."
"But if we don't withdraw our air force, our air force will be wiped out bit by bit."
"But at least, our air force can cause a certain degree of comprehensive blow to the enemy..."
"It can, to a certain extent, eliminate the air force of the New First Division."
"If the empire's air force can perish together with the new division's air force, this should be the best outcome..."
"We expected that to be the case."
"Taken together, it is more in line with our vested interests to allow the Air Force to continue to launch attacks and launch suicide attacks."
"Miyata-kun."
"In the future, please don't mobilize troops behind my back, okay?"
"All your operations are not the finishing touch, but the ultimate stupid pig that is three points more stupid than stupid!"
"Miyata-kun, calling you a stupid pig is not an insult to you, right?"
The old devil Okamura suppressed his anger and followed.
Now the fire is constantly gathering in the heart.
He almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
The feeling deep in my heart was almost unbearable.
At times like this, fortunately...fortunately, I am stable in the present.
At least...it doesn't seem so far-fetched.
Otherwise... I really don’t know how to develop it.
"Okamura-kun."
"If it doesn't make sense, don't talk about it."
"According to what you said, in order to save the three Imperial armies, the only choice is to sacrifice the Imperial Air Force?"
"But this is fine..."
"As long as the air force of our six flying regiments and the air force of the new first division die together, then many things after that... will be much easier to deal with."
"In the end everything will be in our hands..."
"The situation... can also be more stable."
“This is the greatest expression of value.”
"Relatively speaking, the significance will be more significant."
"Okamura-kun."
"I support your resolution."
"Let this batch of Imperial Air Force die and realize their bushido spirit and honor..."
"This is the greatest honor given to them!"
"Their names are destined to appear in the history of the empire!"
"They died fighting for the Empire!"
"They are glorious!"
"Okamura-kun, please give me the order!"
"I don't have any objections!"
The Japanese special envoy Miyata Masao narrowed his eyes and quickly followed.
Old Japs Okamura glanced deeply at the Japs' special envoy Miyata Shino.
What a dog!
And a good dog too!
damn thing!
Shameless!
despicable!
Obscene!
Looks even more asshole!
As the emotions surged, the soul seemed to be impacted to a certain extent.
Stream of consciousness, restless, everything is like this.
Let him issue such an order.
In this way, if something happens in the future, it will have nothing to do with him.
In this way, he can push four, five, and six, throwing all responsibilities into the chasm.
Thinking of this, his face naturally became much uglier.
But soon, the old devil Okamura figured it out.
There was absolutely no need for him to care about these things.
never mind.
From start to finish, it doesn't matter.
It doesn't have much to do with it.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all.
The main thing is to be calm.
Anyway, it has already put life and death aside.
For the Okamura Japs at this moment, he has his own unique goals and plans.
For this goal and plan, keep fighting...fight to the end...fight to the end.
Deep in the eyes, murderous intent...continues to surge!
In the end, everything...is completely...swallowed!
"Send me the military order!"
"Order the 7th, 9th, 11th, 15th, 21st, and 33rd flying regiments! Attack with all your strength and never retreat even half a point!"
"Those who retreat will be killed without mercy! Kill without mercy!"
"Those who retreat without orders will be considered treason and will be punished with capital punishment!"
A roar followed.
In an instant, there is no need to say any more unnecessary nonsense.
Many of the remaining things are basically taken care of.
The rest of them are there or not, it doesn't matter...it doesn't matter at all.
Care about this? Care about that?
In fact, in the end, I don’t care about anything.
From beginning to end, he was still so calm.
…
…
Outside Tiancheng, the Japanese headquarters.
"Retreating is treason?"
"Fight to the death?"
"Perish together with the Air Force of the New First Division?"
"Practice the spirit of Bushido?"
"This...is this asking us to die?"
"Is this what Mr. Okamura meant?"
"I do not believe!"
"I do not believe!"
"Fake!"
"is fake!"
"I want to meet with Special Envoy Miyata!"
"Special Envoy Miyata made me a promise!"
Japanese air force commander Matsui Dago roared with a grim expression.
While talking at this moment, his whole body could not stop trembling rapidly.
Teeth... chattering little by little.
My mood... was extremely despicable!
The more I think about it, the harder it becomes to calm down!
