Anti-Japanese War: Plunder the devils to create a super army

"Da da da da da..."

In the distance, a burst of fierce gunfire was heard, adding a tense and solemn atmosphere to the battlefield.

Ding Wei was riding a majestic tall horse and galloping towards the direction of the Japanese soldier Kojima Jin.

The horse was dark red all over, galloping with all four hooves, with a strong posture and every step it took was rhythmic and powerful.

Beside Ding Wei, there was a translator with a focused look on his face.

Ding Wei rode on his horse, his posture upright, like a pine tree, looking down at Xiao Daoren below with a look full of contempt.

An invisible aura of a king seemed to emanate naturally from his body. It was the confidence and majesty that had been precipitated after countless battles, and it made the air around him tremble.

"We are here to negotiate!" At this time, Hitoshi Kojima took the lead in breaking the deadlocked silence. Although he tried to keep his voice steady, there was still a hint of uneasiness in it.

He raised his head and looked up at Ding Wei who was sitting on a tall horse. The difference in their positions made the difference in status between them clear at a glance.

The Japanese army, as the peace seekers, were obviously overwhelmed by the imposing Ding Wei at this moment.

Jin Kojima was well aware of this huge gap in status, and he had lost a lot of momentum to the Eighth Route Army.

The translator next to Ding Wei quickly converted Kojima Jin's words into Chinese and conveyed them clearly to Ding Wei.

After hearing the translator's words, Ding Wei couldn't help but sneer. His contemptuous laugh was full of disdain and ridicule for the Japanese army, as if he was mocking their embarrassed look at the moment when they were asking for peace.

"Since they sincerely want to negotiate, we will accept their offer!" Ding Wei's voice was firm and powerful, echoing across the empty battlefield. "Let them come with us!"

He looked at Jin Kojima with a faint smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

The translator beside him immediately understood and quickly translated Ding Wei's words to Hitoshi Kojima.

After understanding the meaning, Ding Wei pulled the reins casually and turned to walk towards the camp.

His back is firm and confident, demonstrating the confidence of the Eighth Route Army.

Hitoshi Kojima and two guards followed cautiously behind him, their steps a little heavy, as if they were carrying heavy shackles.

Finally, not long after, everyone entered the special operations brigade's position.

However, Jin Kojima and his guards were wearing khaki military uniforms, which made them look particularly out of place among the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were wearing sky blue and grass green uniforms.

The khaki military uniform was like a pile of manure suddenly floating in a clear and pure lake, or like a rat dropping spoiling a pot of soup, destroying the harmony of the entire picture.

As they entered the Eighth Route Army position, Hitoshi Kojima and others instantly felt a chill around them.

Everyone's gaze was like a pair of sharp blades, staring at them closely.

The moment Xiaodao Jin stepped into the position, the eyes of the surrounding Eighth Route Army soldiers were all focused on them. Those were murderous looks, as if they could be shot through in the next second.

The entire battlefield was silent, and there was almost no sound of anyone talking. Only the wolf-like and tiger-like gazes were fixed on Kojima Jin and others who were walking beside them.

The weapons, equipment and ammunition displayed around are neat and orderly, demonstrating the military appearance and discipline of the Eighth Route Army.

These sophisticated equipment also made Jin Kojima deeply understand how powerful the special operations brigade's combat capabilities are.

He thought to himself that if such an army wanted to capture Linshi, it would probably take less than a day to achieve the goal.

“Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap…” “Crack! Snap! Snap!”

The sounds of sharpening bayonets and checking guns were particularly harsh on this silent battlefield.

Each blow was like a warning bell ringing in Jin Kojima's ears, making him feel that these weapons could take his life in the next second.

Looking at this oppressive scene, Jin Kojima couldn't help swallowing his saliva, trying to relieve his inner tension, but his hands still trembled slightly unconsciously.

Finally, after walking for an unknown amount of time, they arrived at a tent.

"This is our brigade commander's office."

The translator pointed to the tent in front of them, then extended an elegant invitation gesture, indicating that Kojima Jin and others should go in.

"Huh..." Jin Kojima took a deep breath, trying to adjust his mood and trying to make himself look calmer.

He took slightly heavy steps and walked into the house.

As soon as they entered, they saw Wang Lin sitting steadily in front of the strategic map. It seemed that he had been waiting for them for a long time.

"You came so quickly!" Seeing Kojima Jin and others enter, Wang Lin said with a smile, with a bit of ease and teasing in his smile, as if this negotiation was just an easy game for him.

Then he made room for Jin Kojima to sit down.

Seeing that Kojima Jin sat down, Wang Lin put away his smile and sat down opposite him with a serious face.

At this time, Li Yunlong, Ding Wei, Kong Jie and other officers also quickly surrounded him, their eyes as sharp as torches, staring intently at Kojima Jin.

Those gazes were like invisible shackles, making Kojima Jin feel a chill on his back. Cold sweat kept oozing out of his forehead. He unconsciously clenched his hands on his knees, trying to give himself some strength.

"Then let's get started." At this time, Wang Lin spoke calmly, and his concise and powerful words immediately brought Xiaodao Ren's thoughts back to reality.

Soon, Kojima Jin adjusted his mood and tried to make his expression more serious. He looked directly into Wang Lin's eyes and said, "I am Kojima Jin, commander of the 22nd Division of the Japanese Army. I have come to negotiate with you regarding this battle."

He nodded slightly. Although there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes, he still pretended to be calm and did not dodge at all.

However, soon that sense of arrogance and contempt once again occupied Kojima Jin's entire gaze, as if he wanted to use this method to cover up his inner uneasiness.

Seeing the other person's eyes, Li Yunlong on the side suddenly became angry.

"This damned little Japs, coming to ask for peace with such arrogance! He really can't change his bad habits!"

Li Yunlong was whispering with Ding Wei beside him, looking at Kojima Jin opposite with an unhappy look, as if he was going to rush over and strangle Kojima Jin's neck in the next second.

"I'm Wang Lin, commander of the Eighth Route Army Special Operations Brigade! How do you plan to conduct the peace talks this time?"

Wang Lin also looked down upon Xiao Daoren with the same kingly spirit. Although his tone was calm and gentle, it contained unquestionable majesty.

It was as if announcing to Hitoshi Kojima that this was the Eighth Route Army's home ground and everything had to proceed at their pace.

"The current battle situation is already extremely stalemate, and both our armies are exhausted, so I think it is necessary for both sides to rest and cease fire for a while."

Jin Kojima spoke slowly, trying to keep his voice steady, but he knew in his heart that this reason was a bit far-fetched.

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

"What? What the hell does that mean?! You're tired of fighting and want to take a break? Don't embarrass yourself and make a fool of yourself!"

"This little Japanese soldier just said he doesn't want to fight anymore?! Do you think this is just a game?"

“Are you still tired?! I think you’re finished!”… Everyone present burst into laughter at what Kojima Jin said.

The constant laughter made Jin Kojima's face turn red and white, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Similarly, Kojima Jin himself knew that if he wanted to stop the war without losing face, he could only say this.

He even felt speechless when he heard what he said, but he really couldn't think of a better excuse.

"Wait, are you saying you're tired from fighting and want to rest?"

Wang Lin smiled slightly and asked while looking at Xiaodao Ren. There was a hint of amusement in his smile, as if he was watching a funny clown performance.

"Yes!" Jin Kojima answered with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

After receiving the other party's affirmative answer, Wang Lin finally understood.

"But we are not tired! It's just you who are tired!" When he said this, an evil smile instantly appeared on Wang Lin's face. That smile was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Kojima Jin's heart.

He stared intently at the Japanese soldier in front of him. From his eyes, one could see that the other party was a little panicked. A trace of barely perceptible panic flashed in his eyes that were originally pretending to be calm.

Jin Kojima took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"To tell you the truth, our reinforcements are coming quickly, and you will be surrounded soon."

He tried to salvage the situation with these words, "Humph... If we are truly wiped out by you, the Empire will send even more troops to strangle you!"

Kojima Ren sneered, raised his chin slightly, looked at Wang Lin with a haughty expression and said, trying to give himself courage by bluffing.

If you don’t understand the battle situation, you might really be scared by what Kojima Jin said.

Unfortunately... Wang Lin had already used drones to scout the surrounding situation and was well aware of every move of the Japanese army.

"Hehe." Wang Lin laughed contemptuously a few times, with the corners of his mouth raised, facing Kojima Jin with a smile that seemed to see through everything, as if he was mocking Kojima Jin's ignorance and ridiculousness.

"If there really were reinforcements, why did you flee in such a panic?

Why didn't you hold out until reinforcements arrived to surround us? Why did you come here to ask for peace?!"

Having said this, Wang Lin stared at the other person intently. Every word he said was like a heavy hammer, piercing into Xiaodao Jin's heart.

In an instant, Wang Lin's call hit Hitoshi Kojima to the point of being speechless and unable to utter a word.

His face turned very ugly, cold sweat appeared on his forehead again, and his hands trembled even more violently.

"What? Can't speak?" Wang Lin looked at Xiaodao Ren with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes and continued to ask.

The tone seemed to declare that the initiative in this negotiation had been firmly in the hands of the Eighth Route Army from the very beginning.