Anti-Japanese War: I have a million soldiers and you call me a division commander?

"Brothers! Kill!!!"

"Go! Follow me!!!"

"Kill the Japs! Charge!!!"

"..."

The shouts of killing were deafening. Faced with the charging soldiers of the 1st Independent Brigade, some of the remaining Japanese and puppet troops chose to resist, while others chose to surrender.

The fire was still burning, and the sound of gunfire on the battlefield continued.

The Japanese are still making their last resistance.

At the same time, Kwantung Army Headquarters.

As Lieutenant General Fujiwara's telegram was translated, the Japanese soldier's face changed drastically when he saw the contents of the telegram: "What? How is this possible?"

The Japanese soldier was unwilling to believe it, but his duty still forced him to deliver the telegram to the commander as soon as possible.

At this time, General Umezu Michijiro, commander of the Kwantung Army, was listening to the geishas singing and dancing, and his expression looked so enjoyable.

Maybe they were overconfident and thought that they could definitely defeat the 1st Independent Brigade by mobilizing more than 1 troops to encircle and suppress it, so there were many people watching the performance at this moment.

There were not only Japanese devils, but also many traitors, puppet soldiers and so on.

Not everyone likes this painting of a dancing, ghostly geisha, but the master enjoys watching it. What choice does the dog have? The only thing he can do is put on an expression of admiration and ecstasy.

"Commander, our Kwantung Army has made a big move this time!"

A traitor chuckled and asked, "With over 40,000 imperial troops dispatched, not to mention their equipment, even if Chu Feng is formidable, he's probably just a grasshopper after autumn, and won't be able to jump around for much longer."

As soon as the traitor finished speaking, before General Umezu Michijiro could speak, the other old Japanese soldiers, traitors, and high-ranking puppet army officials around him all echoed him.

"Oh, Chu Feng, it's not worth mentioning. The Imperial Japanese Army was busy fighting on the front lines before and couldn't spare the energy to deal with him. This time, he's dead!"

"That's right, Yoshida Taijun is right. Compared with the Imperial Japanese Army, Chu Feng is nothing."

"He's just a brat, thinking that just by taking advantage of a few loopholes and winning a few battles, he can do whatever he wants and be looked down upon by everyone? Humph, that's just the way Chinese people are, always eager to show off!"

"The Empire of Japan will definitely win this battle. There can be no accidents. Our Empire of Japan is invincible!"

"..."

Listening to the flattery coming from everyone around him, General Umezu Michijiro was grinning from ear to ear. But after everyone finished speaking, he waved his hand modestly and said, "We must be modest and be cautious in this battle."

"This Chu Feng does have some real skills. Although not much, he can cause considerable casualties and obstacles to the Imperial Japanese Army. He is a respectable opponent."

All the praises have been said by others, so General Umezu Michijiro naturally cannot brag about himself. He should be more humble to highlight his glorious and great image.

"For example, Chu Feng has a good air force under his command, and our Imperial Japanese Air Force has suffered a lot of losses at their hands." Speaking of this, General Umezu Michijiro couldn't help but sigh: "It must be said that combat effectiveness depends not only on the soldiers' skills and tactics, but also on the advanced level of weaponry and equipment."

The defeat of the air force has spread and is common knowledge. General Umezu Michijiro cannot lie with his eyes open and call himself a civilized and noble person.

In front of his own people, he readily admitted the defeat of the air force, but if you listen carefully, you can understand that he was unwilling to accept it in his heart. He implicitly attributed the victory of the 1st Independent Brigade Air Force to the advanced weapons and equipment, rather than to how awesome the pilots were.

I have to say that when it comes to being tough, the Japanese are really not afraid of anyone.

After all, when something happens, they just bow 90 degrees and say something privately like "Marseille" in an attempt to cover up the guilt and fault.

My goodness, I have already bowed to apologize to you. If there is no other way, I will kneel down to apologize to you.

I've already apologized, why won't you let me go?

General Umezu Michijiro's statement once again received unanimous praise and flattery from the old Japanese, traitors, and high-ranking officials of the puppet army present.

Just as they were flattering each other and expressing their anticipation for news of victory, the Japanese soldiers rushed in with a farewell telegram sent by Lieutenant General Fujiwara.

The Japanese soldier came to General Umezu Michijiro with a pale face and a look of grief, handed him the telegram, and whispered something in his ear.

Seeing this scene, the geishas were still humming and performing.

However, the old Japanese, traitors and puppet soldiers in the scene noticed something amiss. They were all grown-up foxes. They might not be able to do any human work, but they were definitely experts at reading people's expressions and flattering others.

General Umezu Michijiro, in a cheerful mood, took the telegram and read it while listening to the report. However, after hearing just one sentence, his smile froze on his face and his expression quickly became gloomy.

"Shh!"

Without any nonsense, General Umezu Michijiro stood up from his seat, turned around and walked out without saying anything.

Seeing this scene, the geisha stopped singing, and the old Japanese soldiers could not sit still and followed her. The puppet soldiers and traitors wanted to follow, but as soon as they stood up, they were stopped by the young Japanese soldiers.

"idiot!!!"

“Bagya Road!!!”

Back in the operations room, General Umezu Michijiro, who had been suppressing his anger all the way, could no longer bear it and burst into curses. The old Japanese soldiers who followed him back also lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything more.

However, at this time, telegrams began to circulate among them, and soon exclamations of disbelief were heard.

"What? Impossible, impossible, how is this possible?"

"The Kwantung Army is invincible. Why are the Chinese so invincible?"

"Fujiwara, that idiot, look at what he said? The Chinese were wiped out without even seeing it?"

"idiot!!!!"

"..."

For a moment, curses were heard again and again in the combat command room of the Japanese Kwantung Army Headquarters, and the situation was completely out of control.

As for General Umezu Michijiro, after venting his anger, he sat there in silence.

Angry? Yes!

Shame and anger? Yes!

A murderous intent? Yes!

Can't figure it out? Yes!

Why? Yes!

But apart from these, General Umezu Mijiro felt a little relieved in his heart: "Baga, it's a good thing I didn't act arrogant just now, otherwise, wouldn't this be a slap in my face?"

It has to be said that being stubborn and tough is the last "dignity" of the Japanese devils!

Not to mention that the Kwantung Army Headquarters became extremely chaotic after receiving this farewell telegram.

One hour after the general attack was launched, when the last Japanese soldier was killed and no gunshot was heard on the battlefield, a voice rang out at this moment.

"Victory? We won?!"

This voice made the officers and soldiers of the 1st Independent Brigade, who were busy killing the enemy, stunned at first, but then they reacted and showed ecstasy on their faces. Then the roar of victory swept the entire battlefield.

"Victory! We have won!!"

"Hahaha, we wiped out 14,000 Japanese and puppet troops!"

"Damn little Japs, jump for me!"

"..."

Listening to the cheers of the officers and soldiers on the battlefield, Ge Dayong was also smiling. While responding to the congratulations and celebrations of those around him, he said to the people around him: "Send a telegram to the brigade commander. Our unit has been on December 3rd."

At this point, Ge Dayong glanced at his watch and said, "At 12:17 p.m., we completely wiped out the enemy forces invading Yungang, totaling over 14,000 Japanese and puppet troops. 1st Independent Brigade, Ge Dayong!"