Section 561

"Ono, you supported Muramasa Group and you are also considered a party," Colonel Wai Village said, causing the cold sweat of Ono Nio's Ono to suddenly appear. "If Muramasa Group wins, I will arrange for you to serve as a real-powered position in Baoding. Although there is no promotion, the opportunity to obtain military merits is much better than the civilian position you copied and written by now. At the same time, Muramasa Group is also left to you to take charge. If Muramasa Group loses, hehe! You can go to the base below to be an ordinary soldier!"

"Ah!" Ono Nio was stunned. What, let him go to the stronghold to be a soldier? The Eighth Route Army guerrillas he offended in the past would not let him go easily. He sent him to the stronghold to be a soldier and would not make these mortal enemies who hated him to the bones. What is the difference between this and sending himself to the hands of the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas? These Chinese people want to peel their skin and remove their bones. The consequences are almost impossible to think about. They are even worse than committing suicide by cesarean section.

This is completely contrary to his original intention of coming to Baoding to seek a shelter to live a safe life. Ono Nio's legs immediately suffered from shaking.

Ono Nio began to regret why he had so many things to do and was involved in the Musamachi group. Now, his life and death are completely tied to the fate of the Musamachi group. If he wins, he can only take real power and he has to rely on himself to earn military merits. If he loses, he will definitely be more miserable than death.

"Aoki Jun, you must win! I'll give you my life!" Ono Nio said almost cryingly. Colonel Araku's words were like an arrow that was fired without turning back. It was too late to say anything at this time.

Colonel Arakumura's eyes were clearly shining with cold light, which made Ono Nio even dare to repent. If he dared to say the word "no", it would not be just the Chief Yokota of the Tokguan Military Academy and the 400 students below that would not let him go. I'm afraid that Ryuichi Aoki would be the first to twist his head. Cowards and cowards will always be ridiculed in the military camp, especially Japan, which advocates militarism and courage.

"I understand, what a long-winded guy!" Aoki Ryuichi's tone was trembling, and he couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement. In short, he saw the huge opportunity behind the huge risks, and had a bright future. If he took a step back, he would be doomed. But now there is no way out and he can only do his best.

Ryuichi Aoki looked at Ono Nio, and secretly called him a coward, but he was only a little grateful that this guy gave him this opportunity and the opportunity to climb up. Such opportunities are rare among ordinary soldiers. I am afraid that even if he loses his life, he will break his head and rob him.

"Muramao Group!" Aoki Long roared with blue veins on his neck.

"Muramasa! Kill! Kill! Kill!" More than 300 members of the village team were neatly like one person, their voices stirred up dust and scattered with the legendary swordsman's fierce murderous aura. Among them, the soldiers who had participated in the village patrol patrol with Ryuichi Aoki and Nio Ono shouted loudly. The executioners whose hands were stained with blood of the Chinese people learned to ignore life. Whether it was their own or others', their eyes looked at the students of the Dongguan Military Academy as cold as if they were looking at the dead.

"Long live the Emperor!" The students of the Dongguan Military Academy would not be willing to lose to these ordinary miscellaneous soldiers. They also shouted slogans without any weakness under Yokota's guidance: "Long live the Emperor, long live!"

Miscellaneous soldiers, hundreds of years ago, were not even samurai. They were not qualified to wear the most basic armor, and were no different from cannon fodder. The students of the Dongguan Military Academy were arrogant and raised their chins higher.

"Kanto Army! Will win!" A small leader of the village official group shouted suddenly! ~

"Kantong Army! Will win!" The soldiers of the village team shouted together. The sudden change of slogans made the students of the Dongguan Military Academy stunned. What is the Kantong Army?! The students of the Dongguan Military Academy were immediately suppressed by the soldiers of the village team.

The onlookers were puzzled, why did a Kwantung Army appear again!

Dongguan?!Kanto?! This is a bit like a match! Colonel Aoki looked at Ryuichi Aoki with confusion.

"Report to Mr. Colonel! The soldiers of Muramasa Group are trained strictly in accordance with the standards of the Kwantung Army. Our goal is to train the Kwantung Army in North China! In order to achieve this goal, we psychologically regard ourselves as a Kwantung Army soldier." Ryuichi Aoki knew that this time was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The name of the Kanto Army is well-known among the Japanese army. Although it has never participated in the war, its daily training and best equipment are actually hidden as Japan's most powerful combat force. It can be said that it is the last trump card of Japan. Even when the battle with China, the United States and other countries was extremely fierce and fierce, the Japanese base camp was not willing to mobilize this Kanto Army of more than one million on a large scale, because the Kanto Army also guarded Japan's lifeline of the war - the Northeast Industrial Base, occupying China's rich mineral and forestry resources.

If the Soviet Union had not been eyeing the Kwantung Army in the north, if the Japanese had put the Kwantung Army into the southern battlefield, the future war situation would have been rewritten.

"Yoxi! Yoxi!" Colonel Waste Village naturally knew the status of the Kwantung Army among the various Japanese troops. He squinted his eyes and nodded. He was ambitious and could easily win the praise of his superiors wherever he went.

This old fox is really good at fighting! Ono Nio looked at the Colonel of the Desert Village and cursed in his heart. This old guy, no matter where he wins, his men will add the most elite team in vain. It's really cheap this old guy.

"Aoki Jun!" Instructor Yokota was eager to recover his momentum and took the initiative to challenge Aoki Ryuichi: "Our students have 400, and you don't even have 400 people here. It's better to give 300 people each and compete, how about it?!"

"Okay!" Aoki Ryuichi also stabbed his intestines to the end and said cheerfully: "How to compare, your Dongguan Military Academy is the master, our village chief team is the guest, and the guest is as good as the master. What projects are selected by Yokota Jun, our village chief team is taken over!" He looked at Yokota confidently. The training standards of the village chief team are much stricter than the real Kanto Army, and the Dongguan Military Academy is just training some officers who are small team leaders. How can it be compared with his village chief team?

"Hehe! Since Aoki Jun said that, then he would be disrespectful!" Yokota suppressed his sneer in his heart, pretended to be generous and threw out the competition, and said: "Shoot! Grenadiers! Fight on the battlefield!"

Baoding City was destined to be uneasy on this day. The dispute between Dongguan Military Academy and the Cunzheng Group had an impact on the Japanese and puppet troops in Baoding even exceeded that of Baoding being attacked by the Eighth Route Army at the end of last year. I don’t know how many people’s fate was changed on this day.

I'm afraid that the person who impressed the most about what happened this day in Baoding City was the Colonel of the Wasteland Village. He did not regret his decision that he made a temporary decision, but he would never forget what happened this day.

Shooting! After all, the students of the Dongguan Military Academy have a dedicated shooting range and unlimited supply of practice bullets. The Dongguan Military Academy won the victory of the Muramasa Group without any suspense. Ryuichi Aoki's face was astonishing as hell at the time. The veterans and oilies in the Muramasa Group may not be able to shoot ten rings on the static target, but they can definitely be bounced on the battlefield.

Grenades! This thing is nothing wrong with both sides practicing bullets and venues. The soldiers of the Munmatsu group once swelled their arms for three times and almost won by an overwhelming advantage. None of the students in the Dongguan Military Academy practiced hard and dropped bombs all day long like the Munmatsu group.

After winning a game on the grenade, Ryuki Aoki's face finally made him look a little better. Like Ono Nio, he quietly wiped a cold sweat! He almost had to have a caesarean section on the spot.

The third battlefield battle almost made it impossible for everyone to have a safe meal within a few days. Blood and killing have almost become synonymous with this competition and become an indelible nightmare for all witnesses.

The last game became the key to the success or failure of both sides. Each side had a bare-hand duel. Since it involved the life and death of the commanders of both sides, the confrontation between the two sides was unscrupulous, which was also the most tragic game in this contest. It is ordinary to have blood at the least, and the worst is fatal. The barbaric duel that the lower-level soldiers in the Japanese army were far less bloody than this large-scale duel.

As soon as the soldiers and the students on both sides fought, the students from the Dongguan Military Academy deeply regretted that the damn Instructor Yokota wanted to propose this way of competition. The soldiers of the Muramasa Group could not be described as humans at all. They were like wild beasts emitting cages, with bloodthirsty red light in their eyes, completely treating the Dongguan practitioners as mortal enemies, and they use all kinds of killing moves and use all their best.

Aoki Ryuu deliberately achieved the effect of killing training. The soldiers who had participated in the village patrol patrol performed even more fiercely, and the killer weapon polished by life and death was simply and neat. The students of the Dongguan Military Academy have never experienced such a killing field. Whether it is fighting skills or psychological quality, they are far inferior to those of the soldiers of the Musama Group who have regarded human lives as grass.

"Baga! Mutsumasa! Mutsumasa!" Colonel Waste Village was obviously scared by the one-sided massacre scene on the field. The soldiers of Mutsumasa's group would not be ruthless because the other party was both Japanese. Aoki Ryu had educated them with a whip and fist in the morning. Except for his comrades, the rest were all enemies. Treating the enemy, there was only killing them!

The soldiers of the Musama Group prefer to twist the opponent's head off the body, and even carry a few spines, or tear the whole person apart. The bloody and flesh corpse made many officers and soldiers around the field vomit out on the spot. Only the soldiers of the Musama Group who had not seen the massacre who had not seen the massacre could turn a blind eye.
Chapter completed!