Nie Li didn't know about the old monk's question, and he didn't want to know.
He only knew that disasters in this world could happen anywhere in the world, but they could never happen in China.
Because he is the patron saint of China.
He didn't want to know, nor did he need to know, about the miserable situation of the people.
The bombing lasted five days.
In these five days, Kyoto was basically in ruins except for the fortifications specially built by Sichuan.
The once proud "Little Luoyang" has become a broken-off wreckage.
I don’t know how many people were crying in the streets.
Some are crying for their dead relatives, and some are heartbroken for these ancient buildings.
There are crazy academics who hold a broken brick on the street and put it into their arms with great care.
Looking up at the sky: "A building that has stood for more than a thousand years is just gone? Our descendants may not even be able to see the complete ruins of the Heian Kyo era, right?"
There are also people who love these things, and they are preparing to paint Kyoto, which once represented the glory of footbath chicken, based on their memories.
But the moment I started writing, the paper was soaked with tears like raindrops.
Looking at such wreckage, how can I feel like splashing out ink?
This is a folk scene. Along the way, Qichuan could not help but feel pain in his heart as he looked at the grief-stricken citizens who seemed to have been drained of their vitality.
But the artillery fire was still there, and he had to continue to command!
The Allies are still attacking.
A battalion-level attack requires at least brigade-level troops to defend, which is undoubtedly frustrating.
The spiritual pillar in the rear was bombed. It is even more painful.
Miki.
He is an ordinary Allied Forces officer who graduated from the Jianbenji Army Non-commissioned Officer School. He should have served the country in this moment of national crisis.
However, due to his background, although he has excellent academic performance, he has never been taken seriously. In the foot pot chicken army, he will always be called a "country boy."
This makes the proud Miki feel a shame.
But thanks to the care of the old commander Araki, he was able to survive in the army.
Just being ostracized.
Anger is accumulating little by little.
Until Araki surrendered to Nie Li.
As a member of the Araki Legion, Miki seemed so dazzling compared to the hesitation of those officers who were still determined to return to the embrace of the country.
When Araki wanted to recruit, he threw himself into Nie Li's arms without hesitation.
After Nie Jun's receiving officer inspected him and received strict ideological education, he was directly promoted from a captain to a school-level officer.
And because of his positive attitude and correct thinking, he was set as a model and became a military commander.
Even though he is only a military officer at the battalion level, in terms of reputation, he is more impressive than those officers who hold deputy positions at the division level.
After all, you have the final say.
Miki has since become the envy of everyone.
Later, with the help of the Ideological and Political Department, he married a beautiful wife. Recently, his wife also told him a surprise.
Have a baby.
This made Miki's thoughts sublime again.
Thinking of his wife's expectations for him: "Miki-kun, do you think some procedures will be required if our children go to China to study in the future? I really don't want our children to be trapped in this land forever."
This is the thought of all Nie Jun's thoughtful people.
Nie Li never paid much attention to Foot Pot Chicken, and they knew it well.
Therefore, whether they can give their children a way out for the future is a question they consider.
After hearing this, Miki just nodded solemnly.
"I will work hard. As long as I can become a division-level officer, it will be a matter of course for our children to go to China to study and obtain the China Dragon Card!"
Dragon Card is a new product introduced by Nie Li to countries such as Foot Pot Chicken, Asan, and Laos. This thing will be discussed later.
When his wife heard Miki's promise, she kissed him repeatedly.
"Miki-kun, thank you for your hard work."
With his wife's expectations, Miki thought that he would not die during the attack.
The enemy's position is still there, this is a bunker.
The grenade was fired several times, but it could not be broken at all, and many allied troops were lost.
However, it is not worthwhile to use artillery.
Division Commander Xie Jinyuan looked at this tenacious bunker with binoculars from the command post in the trench.
He said calmly: "Who dares to go up and pull out this nail?"
All the chief officials asked for battle one after another.
These chief officers all came from Nie Jun, so naturally they would not be afraid of a small bunker.
Some people have even planned to grind down a few artillery pieces with the division commander and do their damn work.
This was the first thought of Nie Jun's military officers. The first thought was to do it first, and other methods would be considered later.
Who makes the money rich?
But among the regiment commanders and battalion commanders who spoke fluent Chinese, a rather unfamiliar voice suddenly emerged.
"Sir, I, Miki, am willing to share with you!"
At the same time, he stood up straight.
The yellow military uniform looks a bit like wearing it.
Xie Jinyuan lit a cigarette.
"Your name is Miki, right? From the third group?"
Miki became even more excited when she heard that her teacher knew.
"Yes, my subordinate is none other than Miki, the current commander of the third regiment and first battalion!"
Speaking of positions, I am extremely proud.
Xie Jinyuan smiled.
He threw another cigarette to Miki.
"Tell me what you think. If you use big cannons to bombard us or kill people, don't talk about it."
This can also be regarded as a kind of military training. It is necessary to change the fighting style of these people.
After all, you can't just bomb.
Miki took the cigarette carefully, blew on it gently, and put it in the upper pocket of his jacket.
Then he stood up straight again and replied loudly: "There is no need for cannons. There is no need for human sea tactics!"
Now Xie Jinyuan became more energetic.
"Tell me!"
It's always a good thing for subordinates to think.
Sanmu spoke eloquently, and finally Xie Jinyuan waved his hand, and it was done.
Miki carried the military order and walked out of the command post with a proud head in front of all the chief officers.
Xie Jinyuan looked at the plan given by Miki.
"This Sanmu must be reused. Someone who is so loyal to us and has a strategy must be reused!"
"Look, this guy is still a top student at the Foot Pot Chicken Military Academy. Commander Huang, you have to use such a good talent!"
Captain Huang scratched his head with an embarrassed look on his face: "Okay, Commander, I will focus on him!"
Xie Jinyuan nodded: "Well, that's right. You should demote talents regardless of their style. There should be more people like this who treat chickens on their feet!"
"If this task is completed well, give him a reward! I can't give him an official position, but I can give him a salary! The Ideological and Political Affairs Department will arrange for someone to visit Miki's home to see what they lack, and satisfy him as much as possible!"
A cold-faced officer saluted: "Yes!"
Miki took the military order and immediately summoned his troops, a battalion of men and horses.
About four hundred people.
He shouted excitedly to his subordinates: "Brothers, the time has come to prove ourselves! I know you have all been waiting for this opportunity for a long time."
"Now, he's here!"
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