"Otherwise...kill everyone in Jiqi!"

"Let the imperial warriors bathe in the taste of blood in advance!"

Iwasaki Sensei, the commander of the Japanese 41st Division, nodded and said excitedly.

Hearing this, the puppet army commander Cheng Kun couldn't calm down anymore.

No matter whether the leader of the Japanese division was really offering their flag as a sacrifice, or whether he was pretending to shake him, he couldn't sit still.

You can't gamble with your own life.

Oh shit!

It’s time to beg for mercy again!

Grass!

Puppet army commander Cheng Kun put on his signature flattering smile.

"Taijun!"

"Iwasaki Tai-kun!"

"Please give us the Eighth Mixed Brigade a chance to make meritorious service!"

"Our 8th Mixed Brigade is willing to be the vanguard! We are willing to fight to the death with those 8th Route Army! Clear the way for the Taijuns!"

"Please Iwasaki Tai-kun, please give your subordinates this opportunity to serve the empire!"

"Hai! Hai!"
Chapter completed!