Anti-Japanese War: When I get promoted, the system will explode with soldiers

"Please... I beg you..."

As a master swordsman, he couldn't bring himself to order someone to slap him in the face. So he could only clasp his hands together, hoping the other person would spare his life out of his miserable state. Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, Commander Liu's bodyguard struck him.

"Please wait a moment, please wait a moment..."

Colonel Koizumi raised his hands to signal the other party to stop, but unfortunately your gesture was useless. Perhaps some people in the Japanese army would listen to you, but at this moment we are the 72nd Army. Who are you to me?

Commander Liu's bodyguard snorted coldly, changed to a more comfortable position, and continued to strike with both hands, causing the sword master to spit out a bunch of thick stuff, making people feel nauseous.

"I'll come, I'll come..."

Colonel Koizumi finally realized that if this kendo master were to be killed here because of his own actions, his political future would be essentially over. In Tokyo's aristocratic circles, there were countless admirers of this kendo master, and regardless of his character, his death would be his responsibility.

Because he didn't slap himself, this sword master lost his life. At that time, those people would definitely try to deal with him without caring about the consequences.

Colonel Ogawa is still confused; he came here to negotiate on behalf of the Drummer Division.

As an envoy sent during a war between two countries, according to the traditional Chinese custom, one should not lay a hand on envoys.

Of course, they didn't lay a hand on you; they followed the rules perfectly. Now they're just letting you fight it yourself.

When Colonel Koizumi struck him in the face, Commander Liu dutifully followed the rules and had his bodyguard stop, though he didn't specify when he should stop. The kendo master looked at Colonel Koizumi with great gratitude.

"We need to find out who these people are. If they were just ordinary civilians, do you think this colonel would take the beating for them?"

While Colonel Koizumi was slapping himself in the face, Regiment Commander Liu was still making sarcastic remarks from the side.

"Give me one."

Colonel Ogawa had slapped him more than a dozen times; his face was almost numb, but Commander Liu didn't say a word. He even asked one of his men for a cigarette and started smoking it contentedly. In the distance, Japanese troops were on the city hall building. Many people were cursing and swearing, but what could they do? It only served to fuel their anger.

Commander Liu realized that the worst person was still their commander-in-chief. Among the Japanese who came this time, several names had underlines. This person was just one of them. In Japanese society, the hierarchy was strict, and ordinary people could not threaten these Japanese officers, but it was a different story for people of status.

"Alright, alright, this slapping is really annoying. A few slaps would have been enough. Why is it going on and on? We're here to negotiate, aren't we? The signing of this agreement will mark a new chapter in our relations. You've slapped your face until it looks like a dog's head. When we sign the agreement and take photos later, you'll make all of Japan look bad."

The words that Commander Liu said almost made Colonel Koizumi vomit blood. "Do you think I want to be slapped until my face looks like a pig's head? It's because you didn't say anything. If you had stopped without permission, would you have let your bodyguards continue beating Mr. Musashi?"

“Smile a little, smile a little. You two are looking too serious. If you keep making those faces, I’ll have to bring this guy out again.”

Commander Liu walked up to the two Japanese guards and tried to get them to smile.

"Laugh quickly."

The two men were so enraged they were practically on fire; how could they possibly laugh? But Colonel Koizumi turned around and gave them a firm order: they must laugh, or Mr. Musashi would suffer even greater torment.

The two Japanese guards could only force themselves to smile, their expressions more like they were crying. But only they knew how much they were suffering inside.

Commander Liu glanced at the documents and found them to be generally acceptable. The war between the two sides would continue, but there would be no instances of civilians being captured and placed on the battlefield. If such actions continued, everything would spiral out of control.

"Agreements signed by you Japanese have never been very credible, so it's not enough for just your division commander to sign them. Our agreement will be airlifted to Pujiang and signed by our Commander-in-Chief. Your agreement can only be signed by one person, and that is your Japanese Emperor."

Even though Colonel Koizumi's head had been beaten black and blue after hearing what Commander Liu said, those around him could still see the anger in his eyes.

His Majesty the Emperor never signs anything. Most things are done by the Prime Minister and the commanders of the various branches of the armed forces. Moreover, your commander-in-chief is just a corps commander. Even if you are now the commander-in-chief of the Pujiang War Zone, you are still not on the same level as our Emperor.

"This is absolutely impossible. Even if we were to go to war with China, our Emperor would not have signed it."

Colonel Koizumi no longer cares about the life or death of that swordsman. Even if you were shot on the spot, he would never allow the Emperor to sign the decree.

"I've long heard that your Emperor loves his people like his own children. Now let's test that. Every condition I propose today, including every single word you say in your reply, will appear in tonight's evening paper. Besides our newspaper, major newspapers in Europe and America will also get this news. Whether it's true love for the people or simply a matter for your Emperor to say, 'That's your Emperor's business. We can wait. Show him out.'"

After Commander Liu finished speaking, the guards behind him pulled out their pistols and forced the men in front of him to get lost.

Colonel Koizumi dared not delay for a minute. He grabbed the negotiation documents on the table and quickly returned to the city hall building. He had to report to the division commander as soon as possible. Moreover, the division commander had no authority to make the decision on this matter. He also had to report through the chain of command, eventually reaching the Emperor.

Li Shaoyi had his own reasons for doing this. Although he had avoided the deaths of many civilians after his rebirth, millions of civilians still suffered in the war zones in the north and Pujiang. Now he wanted to force the Emperor to sign the document.

The worst outcome is that things will stay the same as before!

But if their emperor signs the document, then our people will have more opportunities...