"ha……"
"How can it be……"
The commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, Fujiwara Mayu, turned away with a guilty conscience.
This old dog...hasn't been fooled yet.
Still have the ability to think alone?
hateful!
idiot!
Those things that my heart desires are wavering at this moment.
His brows were furrowed, murderous intent gathering.
In a moment, it seemed as if everything was about to be torn apart!
The emotional value seems quite natural.
It was precisely because Abe Yoshihide guessed that the commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, Fujiwara Mayu, felt guilty...
Because that's what it thinks.
My son, is my son.
My wife's son, not my son.
Even if you become a turtle slave, you still have to raise a son for someone else?
For Fujiwara Mayu, it's just a bit despicable, but psychologically... not that twisted.
certainly.
You definitely can’t admit it at this time.
The main theme is duplicity...
Because this guy still has value to be used and squeezed out.
"Father."
"How could you say such a thing."
"My child's love for you can be learned from heaven and earth!"
"Father."
"Please... don't worry."
"Even if I give up my life, there is no way I can cause Meiko and the children to suffer any injustice!"
"Father!"
"Between you and me, one must survive!"
"Because we all love Miko the most..."
"As long as we are alive... Meiko and the children... can not be bullied..."
"Father..."
"You...should understand..."
"My child's love for you can be learned from heaven and earth!"
Snap!
Commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, Fujiwara Mayu, showed her sincerity...
Hysteria immediately followed.
His eyes... followed Chicheng more and more.
The posture is in place...
The emotional value appears to be high.
Passion is only invisible...
"That's true."
"Or we all live."
"Or do you live or die?"
"It's safer this way."
"Little Mayu."
"It's time to prove your filial piety."
"Words that remain on the lips are of little value."
"You have to show some sincerity."
"Little Mom, I...believe you very much."
"You must not betray my trust..."
Abe Yanghui, deputy commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, nodded, and the smile on his face grew.
This wave seems to be relatively stable.
A stable batch.
Fujiwara Mayu: "..."
mmp in my heart...
But there was still a smile on his face.
"It's natural."
"It would be an honor for a child to die for his father!"
"My child...do your duty!"
"This is an opportunity for father to repay his kindness to his children!"
"Once I have this opportunity... I will definitely not miss it!"
"Of course...the child still hopes to tide over the difficulties with his father."
"The child still wants to be beside his father...under Cheng Huan's knees..."
"When Meiko's child is born... the three generations of our family... will live a happy life..."
"What a pleasant life it will be..."
The commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, Mayu Fujiwara, licked her lips and took a deep breath, her thoughts going crazy...
Acting.
Of course it was a trap.
At times like this, we cannot afford to be careless.
In terms of situation...it must be fully demonstrated!
The main thing is constant impact! Impact!
"Um."
"If there is a chance to save you and me, of course it would be best."
"But right now..."
"We definitely still have to fight hard."
"Little May, bring the elite of the 1st Imperial Army and launch a charge!"
"If you can be the first to rush into the mountain city with your troops, you will be the first to achieve success in this battle!"
"Your Excellency Okamura and Special Envoy Miyata are watching here..."
"The opportunity...is right in front of you!"
"Such an opportunity... it would be really inappropriate if we miss it."
"Hold on...hold on..."
"Sprint!"
"Little Mom...I believe you!"
"Only if you perform meritorious service can I advise you in front of His Excellency Okamura."
"We haven't reached the last step yet..."
"We... all still have... a chance to go further!"
"Now it's up to you whether you... understand or not!"
"Little Mom... let's give it a try!"
"If you really fall for the Empire, I will take care of your wife and children for you!"
"Little Mayu...Fujiwara-kun!"
"please!"
Uh-huh...
Abe Yanghui, deputy commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, once again bowed 90°, full of sincerity.
Fujiwara Mayu, the commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, looked particularly unhappy.
Black lines on his forehead were winding crazily.
The twitching speed of the corners of the mouth gradually increased.
Emotions jump very frequently.
The more I think about it, the worse I feel!
Damn it!
What a mess this is!
hateful!
Rushing the duck to the shelves?
It's obvious that he wants to trick himself to death!
This kind of big Baga...
The key is that at this point, it cannot be refuted.
It’s so damn difficult.
Face the difficulties?
More difficult?
…
"Warriors!"
"His Excellency Commander-in-Chief Okamura and His Excellency Special Envoy Miyata are watching us from behind!"
"The empire has reached its most critical moment!"
"As an Imperial Champion!"
"Now, it's time for you to sacrifice for the empire!"
"Warriors!"
"Destroy all enemies!"
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
…
Following the "passionate" speech by Commander Fujiwara Mayu of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army...
All emotions were ignited in an instant...
Immediately...
It’s an explosive sprint! Sprint!
Charge forward!
hysteria!
Cut everything!
Destroy all dissatisfaction!
In order to delay as much time as possible, the defenders of Mountain City set up a total of five lines of defense outside the city.
Trying to trade space for time...
But within a few hours, the first line of defense was already in danger!
…
The city on the mountain, the garrison headquarters.
"Mr. Chen..."
"The first line of defense..."
"collapsed."
"too fast."
"Less than five hours after the war started..."
"Following this trend..."
"Can we really last a month?"
"One line of defense only lasts five hours, and five lines of defense lasts only twenty-five hours..."
"If the Japanese really go crazy and start fighting day and night, we may be about to enter a real battle for the city gate..."
"this……"
The man in black, Mr. Nong, opened his mouth and then couldn't help but sigh.
His eyes seemed a little distracted.
At this moment, as the chief intelligence officer, he is assisting Mr. Chen, a man in military uniform, in commanding operations.
It's just that he, the intelligence chief, has no hope of victory at all.
At a glance, in addition to despair, there is still despair...
"This is much better than I expected..."
"The first line of defense is inherently the most vulnerable..."
"Can last for five hours..."
"about there."
