aggressive.
have a bad attitude.
His face was cold.
The Japanese envoy Miyata Shinaga took a long breath.
Slowly suppress your emotions.
wait……
Anyway.
It only takes a little more than ten days.
Almost 12 days is enough...
Bear with me any longer...
You can see the rainbow!
The old devil Okamura was in a good mood at the moment.
A large number of reinforcements are about to arrive...
Although according to the above meaning, the commander-in-chief needs to be replaced by someone else, he can still retain the position of deputy commander.
and……
If something goes wrong at that time, if the commander-in-chief dies, shouldn't he be the deputy commander-in-chief theoretically?
By the time……
Don't you still control everything yourself?
Just be brave.
These.
It's not destined to be a problem.
Since it's not a problem, just don't take it to heart.
As for Miyata Masao's little thoughts, how could the old devil Okamura not know about it.
I have been fishing for this guy with Zhizi and Keiko for so long...
Normally it's normal not to be able to help it.
In fact, Okamura was reluctant to sacrifice Zhizi and Keiko.
Although he is getting more and more unhappy with this bastard Miyata Masao, this guy is getting more and more arrogant now...
But how to say some words?
You should say what you shouldn't say, and you should also show your composure appropriately...
After all, this guy is now the means to contain the Prime Minister.
Now the only way to get His Excellency the Prime Minister to be obedient is through this guy.
therefore.
Now I really can't just get rid of this guy casually...
a lot of things.
They are all fragmented little by little...
A surge of emotions.
Gradually and quickly.
Thoughts wander.
Very deep feeling...
The old devil Okamura narrowed his eyes, thinking about it bit by bit.
Amaterasu doesn't take it lightly.
Every time you reach a desperate situation, you can find new life.
When I think of these.
My whole body was suddenly full of energy again.
The smiles on his face naturally increased.
My whole body felt relaxed.
"Report!"
"Report!"
"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief!"
"Your Majesty the Special Envoy..."
"Commander Watanabe sent a telegram..."
"When they were about to arrive in Nancheng, they encountered the vanguard of the New First Division."
"Now they have sped up to Nancheng and are expected to arrive in Nancheng in one day..."
"His Excellency Commander Watanabe asked what they should do after arriving in Nancheng."
The Japanese telegraph soldiers nodded and bowed to report.
"Bagya Road!"
"The reaction speed of the New First Division is so fast..."
"As soon as we went to Qingcheng, we pursued him again."
"Does the New First Division want to kill them all?"
"asshole!"
"Bunch of bastards!"
"Damn the new first division..."
"I just knew...I just knew..."
"I had a premonition..."
"I didn't expect all this to come true..."
"Dead, dead!"
"Send the order to Taro Watanabe!"
"Ask him to lead the troops to Nancheng to garrison and defend Nancheng. No matter what happens, do not leave Nancheng. In addition, more scouts must be sent to keep an eye on the New First Division to see the specific movements of the New First Division... …”
"In case the New First Division abandons Nancheng and goes to the Magic City, it must be reported in time..."
"The new First Division is such a troublemaker..."
"This situation now puts great pressure on us..."
"Our marching speed will also increase."
"It will take us eleven or two days to go to the devil's capital..."
"Ten days are enough to go to Nancheng."
"Logically speaking, it will probably take one day for the troops of the New First Division to arrive in Nancheng, and it will probably be two days before they launch the attack..."
"As long as the Nancheng garrison can hold on for eight days, that's almost enough..."
"Eight days...eight days should be...no problem, right?"
The old devil Okamura took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were wandering...
The restlessness of emotions can be experienced without words.
For a while.
The feeling of fluctuation seems extremely strong...
"Taro Watanabe currently has 300,000 locust troops and 200,000 locust auxiliary troops in his hands."
"Nancheng is the home base of the Locust Alliance Army. There are also 500,000 Locust Alliance Army stationed there. Moreover, these 500,000 Locust Alliance Army are much more powerful than the ordinary Locust Alliance Army and can withstand a battle."
"In total, this means having one million troops."
"If a million troops can't defend for eight days, wouldn't they be useless?"
"If the strategy is right, maybe these one million troops can kill the attacking 200,000 Locust Alliance troops..."
"After all, the disparity in military strength is huge."
"The Locust Alliance Army stationed in Nancheng is also the elite of the Locust Alliance Army..."
The Japanese special envoy Miyata Masao curled his lips and said with a smile.
At this time, I was thinking quite nicely.
He was laughing and joking, feeling very calm.
"Miyata-kun."
"Do you think that's possible?"
"These are destined to be unrealistic fantasies..."
"This kind of fantasy... is destined to be abandoned."
"Because...it really doesn't make sense."
"If the main force of the new division is so easy to destroy, the empire...cannot waste millions of elites in vain..."
"This year..."
"One after another."
"Millions of elites are just gone."
"If we include those Locust Alliance troops... then we don't know how many of them were destroyed by the New First Division."
"Too many..."
"One by one."
"crazy."
"Everyone went crazy."
"What kind of trouble will this cause...what kind of trouble will it lead to..."
Sounds of emotion followed.
The fluctuation of thoughts is getting stronger and stronger.
For a moment, it seemed far-fetched.
The old devil Okamura has gradually abandoned those unrealistic fantasies.
At this moment, the old devil Okamura is gradually starting to use his brain.
Fantasy, meaningless.
"Okamura-kun."
"Why do you feel so lifeless now?"
"Like a dead person, no fun."
"what."
Frowning, scolding followed, and many things were shattered.
The expression of the Japanese envoy Miyata Shino seemed particularly indifferent...
Gone.
It is indeed floating.
Now when I speak and do things, I no longer care about the occasion.
Anyway, from beginning to end, it was an indifferent attitude.
The special envoy of the Japs, Miyata Masao, already felt that he could be superior to the old Japs Okamura.
Talking to old devil Okamura now is like training a dog.
"Miyata-kun."
"Please be careful what you say!"
"It's not like you haven't experienced the combat effectiveness of the New First Division."
"Although we have a lot of reinforcements now, for now, the reinforcements have not arrived yet."
"If we want all the reinforcements to be in place, I'm afraid it's impossible without a month's time planning."
"at the moment."
"We still need to be patient!"
The old devil Okamura frowned and said.
