.

In the Japanese command post, the major general was so heavy that he listened to the casualties reported by his subordinates.

"No. 18th position, full of Mo"

"Section No. 7, full of Mo"

"No. 13 position, full of Mo"

"Seventeen people died in battle at the position No. 3"

There is a long list behind it, but the Major General is no longer in the mood to listen to these

"How many people died in total."

After some calculations, the death number was frozen at 370 people. Although it seemed much less than the Chinese army, if it was consumed like this, his destiny would inevitably be death in the end. This is a fact that the major general tried his best to avoid but had to face the last time!

Since His Majesty the Emperor commanded his loyal and brave soldiers to start the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, four years have passed, and the God of War finally seemed to have stood in the enemy's camp. The battlefield of Taiwan was in a deadlock, and the 200,000 troops were dragged to Taiwan, and the national destiny of the empire began to vaguely.

As the commander of the division, he can get access to very advanced information. Although he did not directly know the battle situation of the Imperial Navy, the information obtained from the war situation made him vaguely understand the current situation of the navy.

The words "Winning will win... The martial arts fortune will last for a long time... The divine wind... The jade breaks" represent a hidden danger.

I remember how refreshing it was when the empire defeated the huge Qing Dynasty in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895.

The Imperial Army has always advanced and attacked troops that are busy retreating and defending. They are used to encirclement, annihilation and pursuit, and are used to bloodthirsty. The tactics learned in the Army Academy to defend against strong enemy attacks have almost never been used. They are forgotten in the depths of memory.

On the battlefield, he learned how to deal with scattered soldiers and brave soldiers. Whenever the battle started, he always found the highest place to appreciate the mood and watch his subordinates' performances.

But now the opponents facing the ground are completely different, completely different from the Qing army and the troops in South China. The firepower is so strong that it is unbelievable that the major general has been to Germany and visited the German army's training. At that time, the German army's weapons and equipment left a strong shock and a faint melancholy on the major general.

The Major General thought he would not see such an army in his lifetime, but the army in front of him was no less than that of the German army in all aspects. Today, although the Major General was still watching the battle at the highest point, the scene was very different. The imperial army was a trapped beast, and rushed left and right to try to escape the hunter's slaughter, but he still lost his blood in vain.

This idea is like a poisonous snake, biting his heart

"I will serve the Emperor as a saint!!"

"Your Excellency Commander, should you let the troops outside the city shrink and all retreat into the city?" It was destroyed. Without reserve teams and firepower support, the soldiers outside the city were completely dead.

"No" Major General answered almost immediately, his voice so loud that he was shocked.

"Once you give up, you will never be able to recover. Tell them that I will not give them a soldier and a soldier. Let them stand it and fight to the last soldier!!!"

With a loud bang and a strong vibration, the command post seemed to have a mudslide flow, and the earth and rocks rustled down. The people in the command post turned into clay Buddhas.

"Report to the Chief..." A man in a kimono walked in with a steel helmet covered in mud and land, stood straight in front of the major general, raising his hands to salute.

The major general never expected that the military prostitute's foreman Songzi came to him. How could the military prostitute enter the command post? No wonder he died so much today, and anger burst out from the major general's heart.

"At this time, in addition to comforting the Imperial Army soldiers, we seem to need to..."

"What else do you want to do? Nothing is allowed..."

The Major General interrupted her.

"Sir, please allow me to report. We can take care of some cooking and rescue wounded people and transport ammunition land instead of soldiers..."

Matsuko did not retreat because of the displeasure of the Major General.

She felt that she was justified because she was trusted by her sisters, and their request was a sacred patriotic act.

"Get out!" The major general's beard was raised.

"Sir, let me appeal. We think that at this time, if we can do something on behalf of the soldiers, we can have more soldiers to fight..."

Matsuko also wanted to convince the chief.

"Get out! This is a command post, not a comfort station!"

The major general pressed his hand on the hilt and roared, not letting her continue to say anything again.

Matsuko burst into tears in her eyes, and she had to turn around and leave...

"I have long since refused to advocate military prostitutes to accompany the army... Now the division has reached a mortal point of life and death. As the division commander, I have to deal with such troublesome issues as military prostitutes."

The major general muttered angrily.

"I think they can share some of the duties for the army, and they can also consider..."

The staff officer said carefully.

"Don't say it! I won't allow prostitutes to participate in combat service. Prostitutes run around on the positions. Is it still a position? Let the Chinese see that we are so scarce that we even have to be at the forefront!"

The major general shook his face..., the staff officer had to shut up to prevent the major general's anger from affecting him.

How could this major general be so unkind? How could he not understand our patriotism? Isn’t this time when we serve the Emperor? Recruiting us abroad is not to say that we are like men holding guns, we are working for the holy war?

When Matsuko walked out, she thought with annoyance. When she came out of the temporary command post and was in the open space where war was flying, this annoyance was diluted by hatred! Damn China! She cursed in her heart. She braved the flying bombs and shells, passed through the ruins, along the collapsed trenches, and finally ran into the air-raid shelter they dug by themselves.

Matsuko crawled into the dim anti-cannon hole and sat down quietly. She planned to think about how to explain her unsuccessful trip to her sisters. The military prostitutes had not yet noticed that she had come back. She saw that except for the Russian military prostitutes, who were crowded together and silently, the Japanese sisters were joking, what kind of clothes were they all wearing! There were shabby kimonos, and there were also Juanzi, who was picking up military uniforms, and not far from her side. Her upper body was simply open, and she looked like this.

In the past few years, military prostitutes were not so embarrassed. Whenever they went to a place, the troops could arrange houses for them to live in.

At that time, everyone had a few beautiful kimonos, and they had the conditions to wash and dress up every day. Now, they live in this unlucky mountain city. They are constantly fighting, and even the small shops are not open.

The army does not supply women's land, and the supply has long been cut off. Not to mention the fragrance powder and lipstick.

Even soap has disappeared, but I just occasionally come across a kind soap to use.

"Jingzi, how bad it is to put on the clothes and show them to people."

"Who has no clothes? Isn't this a good dress? What's wrong with exposing it to the sun? Our body has been seen by Brother Dabing, so it's not uncommon," Juanzi said with a smile.

"Sister Matsuko. Tell us what the division commander said?"

"Matsuko, it's okay to let us take a gun!"

"If you don't go to the front line, you can transport ammunition!"

“Cooking is OK”

All the Japanese military prostitutes came up and asked in a verbal way

Seeing the sisters' expectant eyes, Matsuko said very disheartenedly:

"The major general disagreed." The lower head was ashamed of not completing the task.

There was silence, and the military prostitutes seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. After all, it was a terrible thing to let someone without actual combat training go to the battlefield.

Suddenly, the sound of cannons that had been silent for a while began to sound again, followed by a shrill charge. Another attack by the Chinese army began. Amid the sound of cannons, these military prostitutes hurriedly hid in.

A strand of black hair was held on a blue handkerchief, and the handkerchief was placed in the hands of Jin Zhanbiao, the company commander of a company of the Second Group of China. He was extending to the trenches outside the Japanese defense line, waiting for the order to charge again. The hunched black hair belonged to his fiancée. He regarded it as his amulet and put it on his chest to collect it. Every time he took it out before a war, he had great courage and strength.

"Don't worry, I will definitely go back to see you alive, and make some money by the way, and be a local rich man." The military pay in Northern China is very high, and the military pay in wartime is even higher. With 8 yuan a month, various subsidies are added, and there are more than 100 yuan a year, which can buy a few acres of land and live a good life.

"Company Commander, I remember my wife again! I don't know what my wife feels like. If I am beaten to death, I will lose more than you!" Xiao Gao, the orderly soldier beside him shook his head and said with a smirk.

"You little boy, you have not grown all your hair yet, so you want to adjust it." Xiao Gao was tall and both of them were familiar with each other, so this joke was still affordable.

Xiao Gao asked again: "Company Commander, what does a woman feel like? Tell me about it."

Jin Zhanbiao was so amused and crying: "If you go back, ask your mother, you will know!" There was a burst of laughter in the trench, but Jin Zhanbiao suddenly returned to his wife, remembering the scene before leaving home.

"No"

"I'm going to set out soon"

"Dad, mom, and girls are all here."

"When is it, they don't care." Jin Zhanbiao stretched out his hand again

"How bad is this?"

"You don't think about it, I'll go here."

The woman surrendered, whether she was pity or caring or unable to bear it, Jin Zhanbiao was not sure.

The power of the boots and car breasts is like these two men and women flying in the sun.

The wheat straw was pressed down and the woman below made a depressing moan, which sounded like a storm to Jin Zhanbiao. But Jin Zhanbiao could no longer care, although he knew that his parents were in the room not far away.

Finally, the woman beneath her let out a short shout, and Jin Zhanbiao also let out a muffled roar, and the two finally reached orgasm. Jin Zhanbiao felt that his heart and his fiancée were merged and could no longer be separated.

Maybe this is what a woman feels like, Jin Zhanbiao thought to himself. Before he could finish his thoughts, the charge rang. He grabbed his pistol and waved high, "Brothers, come with me!"

The commando jumped out of the trench behind him. During the brief break of artillery fire, when Company Commander Jin Zhanbiao led three squads of soldiers to the hill, he never expected that after so many bombings, ~.

Under the threat of artillery fire, the crossfire is still very strong, and there must be a castle that has not been eliminated.

Opposite Jin Zhanbiao, there was a Japanese army, and the counterattack was particularly strong. It could be seen that although most of the opponent were wounded, the firepower was not very strong, just a machine gun and a few rifles, the shooting was very accurate. He and the soldiers were actually crushed in the ruins and could not raise their heads.

Looking back, the follow-up troops did not come up. Jin Zhanbiao's head and Mond suddenly became bigger. His troops were like a cow, with their heads being suppressed. This was not possible. He wanted to struggle, but wanted to raise his head and attack. He raised his head carefully, "touched" a bullet and flew over to his scalp.

At this moment, Jin Zhanbiao saw clearly that his opponent was a Japanese officer, using a revolver.

"Damn it, it's impolite to come but not go." He pressed the rifle's slightest edge, and he stepped a few meters to the right, picked up the pistol, and pointed it at the enemy. The enemy was indeed fooled, and soon shot a shot from the roof, hitting the military cap on the bar. But at this time, Jin Zhanbiao's quasi-star had already firmly trapped the Japanese officer. With a trigger, the officer rolled down with a "knock".

Jin Zhanbiao heard the breathing sound of someone behind him, and looked back and saw that it was the commander of the battalion.

"Company Commander Jin, Battalion Commander asked you to retreat first."

Jin Zhanbiao doesn't understand

"Why?"

"I heard that there were too many castles that were not reconnaissed. The attacking troops from all walks of life were frustrated and the losses were too great. The headquarters decided to temporarily stop the attack."

The stormy attack was finally suspended according to the will of the supply side, and only sporadic gunfire made a footnote to this game. This was just a break for a game. The soldiers of both sides had to check the sweat on their bodies, considering how to suppress the enemy and win the final victory in the desperate battle.

The major general looked at the calming position and knew that this was the last attack of the Chinese army today, but this attack brought a large number of casualties. All reported were the destruction of the positions and personnel. What made the major general even more distressed was that the commander who reported the battle situation was almost half not himself, but the agent, and most of them had been killed.

Commander, please sign, the staff will show the battlefield diary to the major general. The major general signed the letter expressionlessly and explained to his staff.

"Now I will set up a command post to inform Major Ota to go to my place."

"yes."

The command of Ota's street counselor was that he had not had time to wash his face, but asked the nurse to bandage the wound.
Chapter completed!