Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

"Pan Wenhua, we meet." Ling Yunzhi pulled Pan Wenhua by the collar and pointed with his right hand at the Sichuan troops surrendering all over the mountains.

"These Sichuan troops are all great, and I, Ling Yunzhi, admire them in my heart.

But you didn’t lead them in the right direction.”

At this time, Pan Wenhua felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart.

Pan Wenhua looked at Ling Yunzhi dejectedly: "Sir, I don't know you."

“You don’t know me, but I know you.

The top general under Sichuan King Liu Xiang, but you have focused most of your energy on fighting among yourselves. "

Ling Yun walked over, lit a cigarette and put it into Pan Wenhua's mouth.

Pan Wenhua was an expert at fighting the Japanese invaders. After the outbreak of the full-scale war of resistance against Japan in 37, Pan Wenhua served as the commander of the 23rd Army Group of the Sichuan Army.

He led the 23rd Army out of Sichuan to fight against the Japanese invaders, and single-handedly challenged two Type A divisions of the Japanese invaders. After half a month of bloody battle, he still held the upper hand.

Later, Pan Wenhua led his troops in an uprising.

This guy was good at fighting the Japanese and was also good at dealing with the Red Army during the Long March.

Pan Wenhua took a deep puff of his cigarette.

Ling Yunzhi took out a dagger and cut the rope on Pan Wenhua with one stroke.

"What do you mean? It's not that easy to get me to join you." Pan Wenhua spat the cigarette in his mouth onto the ground and stomped on it hard.

"If you want to fight the Japanese with us, then follow us. If you don't want to fight the Japanese with us, then go back to where you came from." Ling Yunzhi looked at the mountain of weapons in front of him.

These weapons were horrible to look at, and the Sichuan Army’s weapons and equipment were not much more advanced than those of the Red Army during the Long March.

When the Battle of Shanghai broke out, 35 Sichuan troops left Sichuan, most of them wearing straw sandals.

When they arrived in Shanghai after a long journey, they were immediately plunged into fierce fighting.

In the end, the 35-strong army was almost wiped out, and the remaining Sichuan troops were incorporated into other teams.

"Red Army commander, do you mean to say that you are going to fight the Japanese?"

Ling Yunzhi nodded: "A real man has ability. He should put aside his prejudices and face the outside world in unison.

What's the point of fighting among yourselves?"

Pan Wenhua glanced at Ling Yunzhi and pointed to the side: "Brother, can I have a word with you?"

Ling Yunzhi followed.

"You Red Army...are you really planning to go north to fight against the Japanese?"

"Of course, we are as ruthless as a spit. The Japanese have occupied our three northeastern provinces, and now they are planning to march south.

If we don't strike back head on, China will suffer heavy losses."

"I admire you very much. I am grateful that you think highly of me and my brothers. However, Commander Liu has been very kind to me. I cannot betray him so easily."

"I won't force you on this kind of thing." Ling Yunzhi stretched out his hand towards Pan Wenhua, "We will meet on the anti-Japanese battlefield in the future. If you want to join us, you are always welcome."

Pan Wenhua was a little surprised and even more shocked.

…………

Fengtian Airport.

A transport plane landed steadily at the airport under the escort of two Japanese Type 96 fighter planes.

The transport plane slowly slid out of the runway and landed on the apron.

The red carpet was rolled out.

The Japanese military band quickly started playing military music that sounded like the funeral music for their emperor's death.

The transport plane's cabin door opened.

A Japanese soldier, about 1.48 meters tall, appeared at the cabin door with a samurai sword.

The Japanese smiled at the welcoming crowd, waved his hand, and walked off the plane.

This Japanese soldier was none other than Minami Jiro, the seventh commander-in-chief of the Japanese Kwantung Army.

Soon, reporters from the Japanese Asahi Shimbun and Yomiuri Shimbun stepped forward quickly.

In addition to these Japanese reporters, there are also many traitor reporters and European and American reporters.

Click, click, the sound of camera shutters rang out.

The spotlights kept flashing.

The emperor of the puppet state of Manchukuo, Aisin-Gioro, came to greet him with a group of civil and military ministers.

This guy Nanjiro just looked at the fake emperor Aisin-Gioro with contempt, he didn't even look at him straight in the eye.

"General, what good news have you brought back to Manchukuo from your home country this time?" asked the Japanese reporter from the Yomiuri Shimbun with a smile.

"I have good news for you all. This news is good news for the people of Manchuria, and it is also good news for the Chinese."

After hearing this, dozens of reporters at the scene quickly took up their pens and wrote down what was happening in their notebooks.

"In order to establish the East Asian Co-Prosperity Sphere as soon as possible and to save the Chinese from the dire situation, His Majesty the Emperor has decided to take military action in advance.

Ladies and gentlemen, our large army has already annexed the Northeast.

In the near future, the Empire's Kwantung Army will march south to occupy all of China."

Before Nanjiro finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out at the scene.

The applause lasted for a long time and it was not until five minutes later that it slowly stopped.

"Your Excellency General, China has millions of troops. Can the Imperial Army's military operations be carried out smoothly this time when it goes south?" asked the Japanese reporter from the Yomiuri Shimbun with a smile.

Nanjiro stretched out his finger and gently shook it in front of the reporters: "Based on our recent experience in fighting the Chinese, we can tell that the Chinese army is just a bunch of scattered sand, and they are even more of a mob, completely vulnerable.

The Imperial Army Headquarters has proposed to His Majesty the Emperor: defeat the Chinese army within three months, and expand the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere to the whole of China within three months.

Everyone, remember, the Imperial Army is here to save the Chinese from danger."

As soon as Nanjiro finished speaking, applause broke out again.

These damn little devils are extremely vicious.

They described their shameless war of aggression as the establishment of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere.

They even described the enslavement of the Chinese people as saving the Chinese people from dire straits.

Soon, those traitor reporters sang the same tune and asked Nanjiro a lot of questions.

Those traitorous journalists have no other abilities but to flatter the Japanese.

The press conference lasted 20 minutes.

Nanjiro got into the car under the protection of a group of military police.

The face of the Emperor of Manchukuo next to him turned pale and blue, and Nanjiro didn't even look at him before getting on the car.

During this period, none of the dozens of reporters took a photo of him, let alone asked him a question.

…………

Kwantung Army Headquarters.

An emergency operations meeting was quickly held.

In the conference room, a dozen Japanese division commanders sat upright.

When Nanjiro walked in, more than a dozen Japanese division commanders stood up with a snap, their bodies standing straight.

Immediately afterwards, warm applause broke out.

Nanjiro smiled slightly and gestured to the dozen division commanders: "Everyone, please sit down. Today we will discuss how to quickly occupy the entire China."