Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

Nothing is more important than saving his life. Yamano Heiji now has only one thought in mind: to break out.

As for what happens after the breakout, he hasn't thought about it yet.

I originally thought that this operation was a good job. If I could gain some credit by following Shan Ben, I would naturally be promoted to colonel.

Now, regardless of the merit and responsibility, it is unknown whether I can survive.

Whether Yamamoto lives or dies has nothing to do with him.

In the first half of the journey, Yamano Heiji moved slowly until they were several hundred meters away from breaking out of the encirclement. Then, a large group of surviving Japanese soldiers launched a wild boar-like charge under the command of Yamano Heiji.

The team charged at full speed, and he wanted to break out of the encirclement in one go.

There were several corpses lying all over the ground. They were all the Japanese soldiers who wanted to retreat at the beginning, but were all killed here by a row of soldiers.

Seeing these corpses, Yamano Heiji was not afraid or angry, but smiled. He believed that these devils had used up all the ammunition of the Eighth Route Army, and now was the best time to break out.

Of course, he was not making a blind guess without any basis. The small group of remaining Japanese soldiers were exposed without any cover, and no bullets were fired at them. This meant that the Eighth Route Army had little ammunition left and had to keep it to prevent the charge of the large force.

On the battlefield.

As smoke rose, Hu Zi crawled forward, picked up a still burning branch, lit the cigarette in his mouth, retreated into the trench, took two puffs, and then handed the cigarette to a wounded soldier.

"Captain, you smoke."

The soldier waved his hand to refuse and did not take the cigarette handed to him by Hu Zi.

"Stop talking nonsense. Just take it if I tell you to."

Hu Zi's harsh words made the soldier take the cigarette. He looked down at his broken leg, which had stopped bleeding, and asked softly, "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

In fact, this soldier doesn't know how to smoke at all. He coughs several times after taking a puff. His old-fashioned tone and weathered face make him look very mature.

In fact, he was only seventeen years old.

He volunteered to join the army in order to avenge his family.

In order to take over the heavy machine gun that was being attacked by the Japanese, his legs below the knee were blown off by the Japanese grenade launcher.

Hu Zi held back his tears as he bandaged the broken flesh on his leg. The little soldier didn't say a word the whole time.

Giving him cigarettes is the only way Hu Zi can think of to relieve the pain now.

The wounded could not be sent for treatment, and the Japanese continued to attack and break out. Without Lin Qiang's order, the soldiers in a row would not withdraw from the battle even if only one person was left.

"Captain, are the Japs coming again?"

Hu Zi popped his head out to take a look, then quickened the pace of loading bullets and said, "They're coming again, charging."

The young soldier gritted his teeth and sat up. The sharp pain from his broken leg made him frown. "Captain, give me the empty magazine. I'll load the bullets."

Hu Zi wanted to refuse, but he heard the young soldier say, "Captain, you have to let me find something to do so that I won't feel the pain."

Hu Zi didn't say anything and put several empty magazines and bullets in front of him. Although he seemed calm on the surface, he was actually filled with anger.

"Click!"

The assault rifle was loaded, and the Japanese were about to enter the shooting range in a hundred meters. Hu Zi aimed at the commanding officer in the crowd, his finger slowly moving on the trigger, maintaining a steady breathing rhythm.

The muzzle of the gun moved slowly following the Japanese lieutenant until it entered the effective shooting range. Hu Zi held his breath and slowly pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

When the gunshots rang out, the Japanese lieutenant responded with a shout.

The soldiers on the blocking position opened fire at the same time, and a fire net woven by bullets covered the area, and the Japanese fell one after another.

Yamano Heiji, who had changed into the uniform of an ordinary soldier, stopped beside the body of the lieutenant who was shot dead by Hu Zi. He looked down at his colleague who died with his eyes open. There was no anger on Yamano Heiji's face, only a smug smile.

…………

Taiyuan.

Devil headquarters.

Yoshio Shinozuka stood in front of the battle map with his hands behind his back, staring at the circled Black Cloud Village.

Taiyuan was many kilometers away from the battlefield, and he had no idea what the fighting was like there or what the battle situation was like.

He only knew that the force of a regiment led by Yamamoto Ikki was enough to flatten the mountain.

There were no planes or tanks, and the opponent was not the principal's well-equipped troops, but just a group of local Eighth Route Army soldiers with backward equipment and scarce ammunition.

Although it is known as the main force of the Eighth Route Army.

Faced with the warriors of a small life, they are just making a pointless struggle.

"Commander, an urgent message has arrived from Yamamoto-kun!"

The chief of staff appeared outside the door in a hurry, holding two telegrams in his hands.

Shinozuka Yoshio glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, smiled, and without turning around, asked with his back to the chief of staff, "It seems that the battle with Yamamoto-kun has ended. The Eighth Route Army entrenched in Heiyun Village is really vulnerable!"

Although it was more than two hours later than expected, Yoshio Shinozuka was still very satisfied with this operation, which allowed him to continue to strongly support Yamamoto's special operations plan.

At the same time, he can fill the vacant position in Anhua County and bring Yamano Heiji under his command.

A perfect plan that kills two birds with one stone!

The Chief of Staff, clutching two urgent telegrams, stood at the doorway, feeling anxious and on edge: "Commander, it's not that the Eighth Route Army is vulnerable, it's that our troops are vulnerable!"

"Nani!"

Shinozuka Yoshio turned around with a look of astonishment on his face: "What did you say? Our team is vulnerable!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Our warriors of today are invincible and undefeated. They are absolutely not vulnerable!"

The Chief of Staff separated the two telegrams, holding one in each hand, and said, "Commander, these are two urgent messages from Mr. Yamamoto. They were sent within five minutes!"

"The first urgent telegram stated that the intelligence was incorrect. There was more than one regiment of the Eighth Route Army in Heiyun Village. Judging from the firepower, it was estimated that there was a full division of the Eighth Route Army ambushed. The troops were under heavy artillery fire and suffered heavy losses. They were surrounded and requested tactical guidance or a retreat."

"And in the second urgent telegram, Yamamoto-kun revoked his tactical guidance and demanded the immediate dispatch of reinforcements to help them break out of the encirclement. Otherwise, there's a high probability of total destruction!"

After listening to the two urgent telegrams, Yoshio Shinozuka's face looked as ugly as if he had taken a bite of an apple and found half a piece of protein left on it after swallowing it.

"impossible!"

Yoshio Shinozuka suddenly became furious, kicked over the chair next to him, and his face looked extremely ugly.

"How could this be? They're just a bunch of Eighth Route Army soldiers. They can't possibly have a division of troops entrenched in Black Cloud Village. They wouldn't dare!"

"Yamamoto must have lied about military intelligence! It must be like this!"

Shinozuka Yoshio seemed to grasp the truth of the matter and said like a wind demon: "Yamamoto must have deliberately lied about military intelligence in order to shirk responsibility because of a command error that caused heavy losses to the team!"

The Chief of Staff thought it made some sense...

As long as reinforcements arrived and allowed Yamamoto to break out of the encirclement, he could keep using this excuse to get away with things since he couldn't win the battle anyway.

However, the two urgent telegrams in his hands put him in a dilemma. What if what Yamamoto reported was true and the commander did not order reinforcements, resulting in the annihilation of the entire army?

When the time comes to ask for punishment, it seems that I will also have to bear the responsibility...

"Commander, I believe that given Yamamoto-kun's character, he would not proactively request reinforcements unless it was absolutely necessary. If, by some chance, Yamamoto-kun did not lie about military intelligence, and we were held accountable later, I'm afraid you and I would be hard-pressed to escape the blame!"

What a word that wakes up the dreamer!

Yamamoto Ikki has a very strong self-esteem, which Shinozuka Yoshio knew. He was so angry that he forgot about this matter.

If I really don't care and end up with the whole army being wiped out...

He was the one who issued the order for the encirclement and suppression, and he was also the one who issued the order not to provide reinforcements. It seemed as if he was deliberately trying to harm Yamamoto Ikki.

Like waking up from a dream.

Shinozuka Yoshio immediately ordered: "Order the Anhua County and Laiyuan County garrisons, as well as the Ping'an County garrisons, to reinforce at all costs!"

"Hi Yi!"