Chapter 439

Twist! ~

"Who!" Ono Nio, who was almost holding his ribs tightly, was shocked.

"Report!" The adjutant's voice sounded outside the office door. Except for people putting food at the door every day, almost no one knew what was wrong with the captain's situation, but everyone was sure that this defeat was too big to attack the captain.

"What's the matter?" Ono's voice seemed to have been aging for decades, and almost made the adjutant outside the door unable to recognize it.

"There is a telegram from the headquarters!"

"Come in!" Ono Nio threw away the short rib knife in his hand and slowly stood up.

"Hi!~" The door twisted and turned open gently, revealing a crack, and a Japanese officer holding a folder walked into the room.

The room was dimly lit, the curtains were tightly closed, there was only a small desk lamp, and a messy man stood up slowly.

"Ah..." When his eyes could adapt to the dimness in the room, the adjutant couldn't help but take two steps back. Captain Ono, who was usually dressed neatly and calm, was almost as untidy as a savage, and looked depressed.

"Iguchi-kun! What is the telegram from the headquarters?!" Ono Nio could not hide the fatigue revealed in his eyes. He still committed suicide to preserve the glory of the samurai if he survived in shame. His natural timidity really tortured him for a long time.

The adjutant saw the ribs thrown aside. He knew that Captain Ono had no courage to see the stomach. He pretended to have nothing to see. He opened the folder and said, "Telecommunication of the headquarters! Captain Ono failed to sweep, causing heavy casualties in the imperial soldiers, smearing the military power of the Imperial Imperial Army of the Greater East Asia, causing huge losses to the construction of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Circle..." The previous article was an official article. The adjutant then read the headquarters' disposal of Nio Ono: "...... He specially revoked the position of Nio Ono ono, demoted to deputy captain, and deducted one year's military pay to show punishment. The position of the captain will be the Grand Grand Nosuke of Yamamoto Nosuke of the headquarters. I hope that the deputy captain Ono can learn from the lessons and clear out the remaining anti-Japanese forces such as the Eighth Route Army as soon as possible to win the glory of the Imperial Army."

Reduced to half a level!? One year's military pay is deducted!? Ono Nio looked at the adjutant in a daze and suffered a great defeat. He lost almost half of the troops. Just such a painless punishment, when did the adults in the headquarters be so kind? In the mind of Ono Nio, he could not make a self-determination to thank the Emperor. The people in the headquarters would take the initiative and enthusiastic to tear him into pieces.

Although I couldn't figure it out, seeing the hope of life, Nio Ono was almost grateful and choked up a little. It's better to live than to die!

"I am really grateful to the commander for his tolerance. Ono must work hard to prosper for the common prosperity of Greater East Asia, and only after death."

Ono Nio clenched his fists and slapped his chest, swearing that only by living would everything be better. But the adjutant knew that Ono was glad that he had taken a life back.

When I walked to the window, I opened the curtains suddenly, and the dazzling sunshine immediately dispelled the evil in the office.

"Kun Ikeguchi! Please prepare my bath water for me, I want to change it." From hell to heaven, Nio Ono seems to have reborn.

When Ono Nio appeared in front of his subordinates in high spirits again, his subordinates almost thought that the superior's punishment order had become a reward order.

"Everyone is cheering up, it doesn't matter if we lose. As long as we cheer up, we will definitely eliminate the enemy. Victory belongs to the Imperial Army! Half a year!" After half a month of neither being a human nor a ghost, Ono vented all the anger that was depressed in his heart.

"Half a year!" The subordinates also shouted, but they were a little confident.

The Japanese and puppet troops in Renqiu County were defeated. The main force of the 11th Division took a side action. Yamazaki Squadron, who was chasing the Yangcun people, failed to steal chickens, and the rice was lost. The entire squadron was besieged in a small hill. Yamazaki Squadron Captain said to the soldiers with low morale: "Care yourself! The reinforcements of the brigade are rushing to the road here! Cheer up, to maintain the courage of the Imperial Imperial Army, the Emperor and the Commander of Okamura will not abandon us, please be careful."

However, Yamazaki Squadron, which had been lost in contact with Renqiu Prefecture for many days, had long been forgotten by Ono Nio. The Militia of the Base Area, the Captain Yamazaki Squadron finally tasted the power of the militia equipped with only a few fire sticks and earth guns in his eyes, from chasing to stalemate. From stalemate to being surrounded, more and more militias gathered nearby, and finally achieved a qualitative change.

When he was hit by the first 60-caliber mortar shell fired by reinforcements sent by the 12th District Team, Captain Yamazaki woke up from his dream of sweeping the militia of the Imperial Japanese Imperial Army. There seemed to be too many militia nearby, and the weapons and equipment were very different. It was too late at this time.

Nearly 800 militia surrounded his squadrons. The other party did not seem to be in a hurry to annihilate them. Instead, they patiently dug up fortifications and established a blockade line. Just as the Japanese did to the base area at the time, Yamazaki undeniable that under the influence of the Imperial Army, the blockade operations of the militia were more professional than those of the Imperial Army, with barbed wire and fire piles, and even patrolling dogs.

More than 100 Japanese soldiers and a few dozen puppet soldiers were like remnants of defeated soldiers, lying in a fence built by temporarily cutting down trees.

The fragrance of rice floated in the air, making all the Japanese and puppet soldiers swallowed involuntarily. Their supplies had long been exhausted. The militia used this method to make nearly half of the puppet soldiers unable to survive the hunger and surrender with their guns. This also made Yamazaki's savagery and shot several soldiers who were about to leave the numbers. The remaining puppet soldiers knew that they were extremely guilty, and their hands were covered with the blood of the military and civilians in the base area, and it was a dead end to throw them over.

"I really want to eat a bite of white flour steamed bun!" A Japanese soldier swallowed hard. "Rice ball! Rice ball!" Another soldier next to him stared at the dark sky with his eyes blankly. After the sun set, the temperature in the mountains and fields where the temperature further dropped was like an ice hell.

The crackling bonfires in the fence emitted limited light and heat, allowing the Japanese and puppet soldiers to squeeze in and lean against each other to maintain that pitiful warmth.

The militias all over the mountains during the day really scared the Japanese and puppet troops.

"How come China has so many people?" Helplessly took a piece of grilled rabbit meat from his subordinates. Captain Yamazaki viciously tore up a piece of rabbit meat and chewed it in big mouthfuls. This was also the luck that he had met a few hares looking for food in the snow.

A few rabbits were not enough to share with a few people. Except for one to bake for the squadron leader, the rest of the rabbit and the only little dry food were thrown into the pot, and some ice cubes were grabbed to cook it into rabbit broth.

Ah!~ Yamazaki's back teeth hurt, and he seemed to hear something in his mind, as if he had caught something. He rolled his eyes and vomited heavily. Several pieces of bones rolled on the snow with blood. His tongue was licking his teeth and felt that there was a piece missing. The sting of the root of the teeth stimulated the muscles on his face.

"Bah!" Yamazaki spat bloody saliva again, biting the bone and shattering its teeth! Captain Yamazaki suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Oh! Let's wait until dawn tomorrow!" Yamazaki sighed, and still placed his hope of escape on the Japanese brigade of Renqiu County, which was completely impotenced and huddled in the twelfth District Team.

A slight sound of wind suddenly sounded in the sky, and then something seemed to hit the fire. When the flames darkened, a sizzling sound was made and smoke came out.

"What's going on!" The Japanese soldiers guarding the fire jumped in shock.

In the air, there was a constant sound of objects passing by, and the fire was smashed into pieces, and Mars remained in a blink of an eye and was completely extinguished.

The Japanese soldiers then realized that there were balls of snow flying in from outside the wooden railing. They were strange at first, but now after the fire was extinguished, they understood what was going on. What would it mean if there was no fire to keep warm in the wilderness in the coldest days?!

"Quick! Light up the fire quickly and protect the fire!" Yamazaki Squadron Captain shouted.

The Japanese and puppet soldiers who were in action could not withstand the increasingly dense snow balls falling in the sky. At that time, they just cut down a few trees to piece them together as wooden railings for fortifications, and did not have time to cover the roof. Even if they were covered, they could not withstand the shells of grenade launchers.

Yamazaki could not imagine how the Tujiao Route Army threw so many snowballs in, but he was sure that the Tujiao Route Army did not want to let them die so soon, but instead was trapped to death like a cat playing with a mouse. Everything he did to Chinese civilians in Renqiu County was about to be repaid. Even the captain Yamazaki, who was no longer scruple, would shiver.

The snowballs in the sky almost turned the entire wooden cliff into a snow grave. In order not to be frozen to death, Japanese and puppet soldiers desperately threw out the snow blocks falling into the wooden cliff to avoid being buried by the snow.

Oh! From time to time, Japanese and puppet soldiers covered their heads and screamed. Not only snow balls, but also ice cubes. The hard ice cubes were smashed down, which was no less lethal than stones.

Behind the slope two hundred meters away, neat horns were ringing, dozens of temporary human throwers kept throwing snow blocks out, similar to the grenade launcher. The militia who had drunk pepper and spicy soup swear to fill the small hills in front of them with the spirit of Jingwei's filling of the sea. The snow had little lethality, but it was quite terrifying if it accumulated too much.

The enemy was only about a hundred people, and the militia could handle it with one charge. It was not enough for the militia gathered in all villages to get stuck in the gaps. They finally rushed over from afar. Even if they fired two shots, the militia were not willing to give up at all. They were determined to make these Japanese and puppet troops die well, and would rather torture these Japanese and puppet troops in such a time-consuming and laborious way.

The militia's actions were no different from the legendary "die of air" torture of wet paper, and also reflected their hatred for the Japanese New National Movement to the extreme.
Chapter completed!