Ichiro Hirata was at a loss for a while. He picked up the phone several times and wanted to personally ask the puppet army officer at the He family stronghold if he really saw Fujimura Noichi's failure.
But Ichiro Hirata gave up several times.
Let’s continue to wait.
I don’t know how long I waited before the doorman knocked on the door: "Lieutenant Colonel."
Hearing this person's voice, Hirata Ichiro felt even more terrified.
But things that should be faced still have to be faced.
Hirata Ichiro could only try his best to suppress his emotions: "Come in."
The correspondent with half his face swollen walked in bravely and reported to Hirata Ichiro: "Zhongzuo, I have confirmed that Fujimura Noichi and Jiang Deshui have indeed failed."
"Baga, it's impossible, Baga, it's impossible!" Hearing the bad news, Hirata Ichiro's emotions exploded again.
He knocked the table in front of him to the ground and shattered the water glass.
Ichiro Hirata still couldn't accept it, and he couldn't understand how it was possible for more than 3,000 people to fail. They also brought six cannons.
The correspondent lowered his head, not daring to look into Ichiro Hirata's eyes or speak.
"Where's Fujimura Noichi? He should be back." After venting his anger, Hirata Ichiro said to the correspondent.
"Major Fujimura didn't come back..." The correspondent didn't finish his sentence.
Ichiro Hirata interrupted in shock: "Baga, what are you talking about? Fujimura Noichi didn't come back?"
More than 3,000 people were defeated. Did Fujimura Noichi also die in the battle?
"Only a few dozen Jiang Deshui and Noda-kun came back." The correspondent's voice was lower than a mosquito, as if he was responsible for the defeat.
"Baga, what are you talking about? Only dozens of Jiang Deshui and Noda-kun came back?!" Ichiro Hirata's voice almost blew up the correspondent's ears.
Are you kidding me? There are more than 3,000 people, and only a few dozen people come back. This is simply a ridiculous thing!
Ichiro Hirata previously compared the new group to moso bamboo, which has been developing secretly. Now that it suddenly appears, it must have accumulated enough nutrition and strength.
Ichiro Hirata did not dare to be careless and sent additional troops to encircle and suppress the new regiment.
But now, the facts seem to prove that the troops he sent are still not enough.
According to this calculation, the real strength of the new regiment is definitely more than 2,000 people.
Although there were not many fights between the new commander Li Yunlong and Hirata Ichiro, Ichiro Hirata knew that this man was extremely cunning, and Li Yunlong must have hidden his strength.
The real strength of the new regiment is most likely already over three to four thousand men.
Even if the new regiment does not have three or four thousand troops, it must be the Eighth Route Army from other places secretly adding troops to the new regiment.
Only in this way can we explain why Jiang Deshui and Fujimura Noichi were defeated.
"Where are Jiang Deshui and Noda-kun? Bring them to see me!" Ichiro Hirata roared.
He wanted to check with Jiang Deshui and Noda how many troops the new regiment had.
How did they end up in this battle?
"He, he, they are outside the gendarmerie, outside." The correspondent replied nervously, "They don't dare to come to see you."
It was precisely because the correspondent saw Jiang Deshui, Noda and others returning with his own eyes that he dared to come and report to Ichiro Hirata again.
Ichiro Hirata did not hesitate and immediately strode out of the door.
Outside the gendarmerie, team captains Noda, Jiang Deshui and others were waiting in fear, looking like eggplants beaten by frost.
Seeing the military police captain Hirata Ichiro walking out angrily, everyone immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to express their anger.
Especially Jiang Deshui and others, their legs were constantly sifting through chaff, and some people's pants were soaked in large areas.
The gendarmerie guards also became cautious.
Although they did not participate in the war, Captain Hirata was furious after suffering such a huge defeat, and everyone was worried.
Ichiro Hirata looked at the appearance of Noda, Jiang Deshui and others, and his heart seemed to be severely hammered.
Seeing is believing, and now he has seen it with his own eyes. A team of more than 3,000 people set off in a hurry, and now dozens of people have returned, and they all look so frightened and embarrassed. There is no reason to believe it anymore.
"Here comes someone." Ichiro Hirata shouted sharply.
"Hayi." A group of military police responded.
"Take all the trash that discards guns and kill them!" Ichiro Hirata roared.
"Taijun, please spare my life."
"Have mercy on me, Taijun."
"Taijun, please spare my life."
…
The surviving puppet soldiers around Jiang Deshui immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
To save weight, they lost their guns.
Jiang Deshui and the few surviving puppet army officers were also secretly grateful in their hearts.
Fortunately they were officers and they were armed with pistols.
The pistol wasn't heavy, so luckily I didn't throw it away.
Otherwise, they would be dragged away and killed together now.
"As a soldier, guns are the foundation of your life. If you throw away your guns in order to escape for your life, you are no longer worthy of living!" After Ichiro Hirata said this, the Japanese soldiers of the military police ruthlessly dragged away the puppet soldiers who discarded their guns.
"Taijun, Taijun, I have another letter to give you. I have another letter that the New Regiment asked me to deliver to you." The puppet soldier who delivered the letter took out the letter and immediately shouted.
He hoped to rely on this letter to gain hope of survival.
When Ichiro Hirata heard that the Shinyi Regiment actually sent him a letter, he waved his hand and let go of the Japanese military policeman who was dragging the letter to the puppet soldiers.
The puppet soldier who delivered the letter, as if he was about to receive an amnesty, came up to Ichiro Hirata and handed the letter to him with both hands, his eyes full of hope.
While receiving the letter, Ichiro Hirata took out his gun and personally killed the puppet soldier who delivered the letter.
The latter's eyes were wide open and he could not rest in peace.
boom!
boom!
boom!
…
As a burst of shooting sounded, the only puppet soldiers standing in front of Hirata Ichiro were Jiang Deshui and his puppet army commander and puppet army battalion commander.
The rest were Noda and a dozen Japanese soldiers.
The combat quality of the Japanese soldiers was not comparable to that of the puppet troops. Even if they were defeated and retreated, the weapons were not discarded.
There are more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, and their weapons are still there.
No one was dragged to be shot.
"Look what kind of rubbish you have taught. You have learned to be a messenger for Tubal Road." Ichiro Hirata threw the letter in Jiang Deshui's face.
"Yes, yes, Taijun." Jiang Deshui trembled and quickly caught the letter, then felt embarrassed.
He held the letter in his hand. Was it handing it over with both hands or tearing it up?
"Read it to me." Ichiro Hirata said loudly, "I want to see what Shinichiro said in the letter."
"Taijun, Xinyi Tuan definitely didn't say anything good in the letter, why don't we just tear it up?" Jiang Deshui suggested in a low voice.
Since the Anti-Japanese War, they have never said anything good in the letters exchanged with Tubal Road.
Now, Jiang Deshui is fighting like shit, which has made Ichiro Hirata very angry.
In this letter, Xinyi Tuan must have said something very irritating.
If this continued to fuel Ichiro Hirata's temper, Jiang Deshui was extremely suspicious and his life would most likely be in danger.
"Read it!" Ichiro Hirata glared at Jiang Deshui.
"Yes." Jiang Deshui responded and had no choice but to open the letter.
