Chapter 130 The miserable Kusuyama Shukichi

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Jinyang City.

The little devil's first army headquarters.

After receiving the farewell telegram from Lieutenant Taro Tanaka of the Kotei stronghold, the telecommunications room urgently sent it to Chief of Staff Kusuyama Shukichi.

Kusuyama Shukichi's eyebrows were bandaged at the moment and he looked very embarrassed. When he saw this telegram, he immediately complained secretly.

I wanted to pretend to be sick and not send him to Shinozuka Kazuo, but I was afraid that when the time came, I would get a knife instead of a teapot.

I can only bite the bullet and come to Shinozuka Kazuo with a telegram.

Shinozuka Kazuo had basically calmed down after venting earlier. Seeing this idiot coming again, he quickly asked:

"Nushan-kun, is there any good news from Fubu-kun?

Or did Yamamoto-kun get in touch? "

Although he had long wanted this chief of staff who could not help him get out, Shinozuka Kazuo now had no good replacement, so he could only endure it for now.

How did he know that he thought Kusuyama Shukichi was a fool, and Kusuyama Shukichi didn't think he was a good guy at all.

The feelings between people are mutual!

On the way here, Kusuyama Shukichi knew that he was having a difficult time at this stage. Now that he heard Shinozuka Kazuo's words, he could only answer bravely:

"Your Excellency, Commander, it is Lieutenant Taro Tanaka from the Huting stronghold who sent the telegram."

"Xinxi, I remember him as a young and promising young man. Did he rush to the battlefield and save Fu Bujun?

For such a great achievement, I want to promote him! "

Shinozuka Kazuo's face was very relaxed.

However, when Shukichi Kusuyama heard this, he had countless MMPs in his heart, and he complained wildly: Taro Tanaka is already over thirty, okay? Where is this young man?

You old guy has probably never seen him before. Why do you remember him with such nonsense?

However, there was no hint of disrespect for Shinozuka Kazuo on his face, and he said bitterly:

"Your Excellency, Commander, this is a farewell telegram from Taro Tanaka!"

"What? Farewell? Baga!"

Shinozuka Kazuo felt all the blood rushing to his head, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but hold the saber at his waist with his right hand.

It seems that in the next second, his sword will be unsheathed and drink blood!

As soon as Kusuyama Shukichi's words came out, he felt that the temperature in the room had risen eight degrees. He was suddenly sweating profusely, and the wound on the corner of his eyebrow that was hit by Shinozuka Kazuo began to hurt slightly again.

His whole body was tense, ready to face Shinozuka Kazuo's violent storm at any time.

The room suddenly became very quiet, but the smell of gunpowder was visible to the naked eye!

After a long while, the knife in Shinozuka Kazuo's hand was not unsheathed.

He restrained his anger and asked coldly:

"Kusuyama-kun, what is going on?"

"Tanaka Taro called and said that after receiving Fubu-kun's request for help, he mobilized all the troops of the Huting stronghold, a total of more than 300 people, to go to the rescue.

On the way, they encountered an ambush by at least one regiment of the Eighth Route Army. The enemy's artillery fire was fierce. Within half an hour, they felt that they could not hold on and decided to launch a desperate charge. "

After listening to Kusuyama Shukichi's report, Shinozuka Kazuo's blood pressure went up again.

I really couldn't control my inner anger, so I immediately yelled:

"Baga! Waste!

More than 300 people couldn't even hold on for an hour. Are they still my brave Dafuso Locust Army warriors?

Have they been with those losers from the Locust Alliance Army for so long that they have forgotten how to fight? "

Regarding Shinozuka Kazuo's words, Kusuyama Shukichi was unable to refute and could only remain silent.

After a long while, Shinozuka Kazuo calmed down his emotions slightly and asked again:

"Yamamoto Kazuki hasn't been contacted yet?"

"Yes, the operator kept calling, but to no avail. Maybe Yamamoto-kun's radio was damaged."

Kusuyama Shukichi didn't want to add fuel to Shinozuka Kazuo's anger anymore, so he quickly helped Yamamoto Kazuki cover up.

"Yoshi!"

Shinozuka Kazuo still has confidence in Yamamoto Kazuki, feeling that the opponent will not be wiped out so easily.

After all, he had seen the combat effectiveness of Yamamoto's special forces with his own eyes, and they were indeed inhuman beings.

"How far are the Fourth Brigade and the Ninth Brigade from the Huting stronghold?"

"I just contacted you. It will take another five hours at the earliest."

"Order them to continue to speed up, I only give them three hours!

After three hours, we must arrive at the Huting stronghold and go to the place where the observation group was ambushed to check. If we can still catch the Tubal group, we must surround them and annihilate them! "

"Hi!"

Anyway, it was the Fourth Brigade and the Ninth Brigade that were unlucky, so Kusuyama Shukichi agreed very happily at the moment.

"Has the aviation reconnaissance plane returned?"

Shinozuka Kazuo asked again.

"not yet!"

"Baga! Slow! Trash!"

Shinozuka Kazuo cursed again.

Kusuyama Shukichi could only continue to pretend to be dead without saying a word.

After a long while, Shinozuka Kazuo had enough scolding, and then he confessed:

"Order the aviation force to immediately dispatch two bombers and cruise in the direction of the Huting stronghold. If you encounter the Eighth Route Army marching, bomb me directly!"

"Ah, Commander, this will be a huge waste of aviation fuel!"

After hearing Shinozuka Kazuo's order, Kusuyama Shukichi was immediately surprised.

Because the little devils have a small land area and insufficient resources, aviation fuel is very precious to them.

Generally speaking, bombers have a clear bombing target before dispatching. Only in this way can they save the most fuel.

Moreover, the bomber itself needs to be loaded with aerial bombs, the load is not small, and the amount of fuel in the fuel tank cannot be too much. It is completely impossible to cruise for a long time like fighter jets and reconnaissance aircraft.

But now, Shinozuka Kazuo actually issued such an extravagant order. One can imagine how angry he was.

"idiot!

waste?

It's better to waste it than to watch Tubalu beat Mr. Fubu to death and still escape unscathed!

Kusuyama-kun, this is a disgrace to my First Army! ! !

I don’t want the bombers to be dispatched again after the reconnaissance plane detects Tubal Road. It will be the same as countless times before, not even the shadow of Tubal Road can be found!

do you understand? "

Shinozuka Kazuo's hand grasped the knife at his waist again.

He already knew very well that there was a high probability that the observation group led by Fubu Naochen had been wiped out, otherwise the enemy would not have been able to ambush the rescue troops from the Huting stronghold.

Kusuyama Shukichi was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat when he saw it, and couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being such a mean-mouthed person.

Does it have anything to do with you whether you waste it or not?

It’s not like you’re taking money out of your own pocket!

Nodding quickly like pounding garlic:

"Hi!

Your Excellency, Commander, I will make arrangements right away! "

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, not giving Shinozuka Kazuo a chance to react.

When Shinozuka Kazuo saw this, his face turned dark immediately, and he wished he could pull out his sword and throw it at him.

But seeing the gauze on Kusuyama Shukichi's head, he gave up the idea.

Although this idiot is very annoying, he can still let himself out!



At this moment, the commander of the Fourth Brigade of the Japanese Army, Isamu Hiragakuo, and the commander of the Ninth Brigade, Yunsheng Toranosuke, both felt very depressed after receiving the telegram from the First Army Headquarters.

The initial order given to them by the Mingming headquarters was to follow the instructions of Colonel Yamamoto Kazuki and march with great fanfare toward the Kotei stronghold to attract the enemy's attention and mobilize the enemy's main force.

Later, they received a telegram from Colonel Yamamoto Kazuki, ordering them to arrive at the Huting stronghold and protect the observation group to go to Chenjiayu to watch his results.

Within a few hours, I received a telegram from Fubu Naochen of the observation group, telling them to rush to the rescue twenty miles west of Huting.

This order that changed three times a day seemed like a trick on them!

But apart from scolding the bastards at the headquarters in their hearts for only trying to march, they did not dare to resist.

We could only order the whole army to speed up the march, exhausting the soldiers to death, and then they hurried and hurried slowly. It was estimated that they would reach the Huting stronghold in five hours.

But now, the First Army Headquarters actually told them that they must reach the Huting stronghold in three hours!

They just felt that their hearts were filled with anger.

Do those useless staff officers at the headquarters think marching is so easy?

Can you make it there if you say you can?

The most important thing is that along the way, there are often Tuba Road and guerrillas, shooting them with black guns, or digging up bridges and roads ahead, so that they have to waste more time - this is naturally a characteristic of our army. , as long as you see the little devil passing by your defense area, don't worry about what the little devil is doing, it is always right to add some obstruction to them!

Seeing that these elite Locust Army soldiers under their command were all panting and sweating from exhaustion, they wanted to kill people.

But it was obvious that Hiragakuo Yufu and Yun Sheng Toranosuke did not have the courage. They did not even dare to send telegrams of objection to the headquarters.

We can only accept the order honestly, let the soldiers cancel their rest, cancel their meals and drinks, and continue to speed up. Even if they run to death, they cannot stop!

At this time, all the little Japanese soldiers were complaining, and for a while, their morale dropped drastically.



(End of chapter)