In Shanghai, Okamura Yasuji's office.

The middle-class battle finally came to an end. Usa Mitaka failed to encircle and suppress Okamura's Okamura's big dragon, but instead put his big dragon in danger.

Faced with Okamura's pursuit, Mitaka Usa was cunning and broke through in every way.

While Okamura Nishi was chasing and snatching the ground, he did not forget to tease Usa Mitsuro: "Usa Mikun, don't just care about the dragon's escape, I've snatched all the ground next to it."

"In the field?" Usa Mitsuto shook his head and said, "I can't care about the field now. If this dragon can't run out, the situation will collapse directly. It's more important to save your life."

"Haha, you are a typical person who cares about your head and doesn't care about your butt..."

Speaking of this, Okamura Yanji's voice suddenly stopped.

The situation was like a rooster clattering suddenly being choked.

Usa Mitsuki didn't hear Okamura's voice for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "Master Commander, why did you suddenly stop talking?"

As soon as he looked up, Usa Mitsuki saw Okamura's black face.

But I saw that Okamura Yanji's face was already dark.

"Commander, what's wrong with you?" Usa Mitsunobu said in surprise.

Okamura's eyes turned, and finally recovered from the dull expression just now. He immediately let out a low sigh, and then, with a puff, he spat a mouthful of blood on the chessboard.

"Mr. Commander!" Usa Mitsuro couldn't help but be shocked, and got up and yelled outside, "Medics..."

"No, Usa Mikun, don't call me, I'm fine, I'm fine." Okamura Niji quickly stopped Usa Mikun, and then covered his heart and said, "I'm really fine."

"Your Excellency Commander, are you really okay?"

But Mitsuru Usa didn't believe it, she vomited blood and said it was okay?

"I'm really fine." Okamura Nishi sighed and said, "It's just that I just thought of a problem, I'm so anxious."

Usa Mitsuru uttered lightly and asked in a low voice: "What problem did the Commander think of? He is so anxious?"

"The Battle of Yiwu." Okamura said sadly, "Your words just now woke me up accidentally. I found that we missed a little, an important point!"

"I missed a little bit?" Usa Mitsuto said in a daze, "Where?"

"The battle spirit of the Guard Division!" Okamura Yasuji said, "You just focused on being a big dragon, not caring about the field, but I suddenly realized that after breaking through, the Guard Division probably didn't care about counterattacking the Chinese army, but would only be glad that they were able to escape from the sky. In this way, not only would they not be able to form a support, but they would weaken the combat effectiveness of the reinforcements."

"No, right?" Usa Mirō was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Even if the Guard Division breaks through the siege, the fighting spirit will decline, but what does it matter? Because before they broke through the encirclement, the Chinese army had already collapsed and collapsed under the internal and external attacks of the Imperial Army."

"Usa Mikun, you were wrong." Okamura Nishi shook his head and said, "No."

After pausing for a moment, Okamura Yasuji said sadly again: "Zhong Yi's troops will not collapse so easily. Not to mention Zhong Yi, even Xue Yue's troops will not collapse so easily! In recent years, although the Imperial Army has been making rapid progress, the combat effectiveness of the Chinese Army has actually been rapidly improving."

"Especially the 41st Army and the 10th Army in Zhejiang Province, both the training and the physical fitness of the soldiers are no longer inferior to the Imperial Army. In terms of individual combat effectiveness, it is no longer one to three or even one to five. Now, at best, it is only one to two, and it is still very difficult."

"But even so, the Imperial Army can still win this battle!"

"The premise is that the Guards Division and all the divisions that go to reinforce must fight to the death with all their might!"

"Although there has been no war chess practice on the sand table, I guess that our 13th Army should be able to win miserably in the end, but as long as we can win, it is worth it no matter how much it is."

"Because after pulling out Zhong Yi's nail, the Chinese army is no longer worth worrying."

"Sadly, I missed the fighting spirit after the Guards Division successfully broke through!"

Usa Mitsuru said: "I still think you are probably over-concerned, Commander."

Speaking of this, Usa Mirō said again: "Before the Guard Division launched a breakthrough, the Chinese army was still attacking fiercely. In this case, it was difficult for the Chinese army to withstand the internal and external attacks of the Imperial Army, and it was inevitable that the defeat would be defeated!"

"Usa Mikun, you think of Zhong Yi too weakly." Okamura Neji shook his head, then gritted his teeth and said, "But even if he loses, the Imperial Army can also cause severe damage to the Chinese army. Even if the Chinese army wins, it will definitely be a tragic victory. The troops in the Zhejiang-Fu War Zone will definitely be seriously injured after this battle!"

...

On the battlefield in Yiwu.

After a day of melee, it was already dark.

The captain of the 5th Engineer Regiment of the 5th Japanese Division, Wada Takaji, was personally leading half of the squadron, screaming and rushing forward.

At the beginning, there was a brigade beside Takaji Wada.

However, as he gradually entered the battlefield, the troops around Wada Takaji gradually decreased, and now there is less than one squadron left. Some of the reduced personnel were killed and some were dispersed.

Now the entire battlefield is in chaos, and it is all over the place, with enemies everywhere.

After another close fight, nearly half of Wada Takaji was missing, and less than fifty people were left.

At this moment, another army emerged from the fields ahead, with a population of about fifty or sixty. Wada Takaji couldn't help but look miserable and said sternly: "All of them are there, prepare for battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier shouted: "The captain of the regiment, he is his own person!"

When Wada Takaji looked closely, he found that it was indeed the Japanese army who came, and he was overjoyed.

"Hey, are you from the Guard Division?" Wada Takaji asked by grabbing one of the captains.

"Oh!" Seeing that it was a colonel, the captain quickly stood up and saluted, and replied, "Colonel, I am Morita Hiroshi of the 1st Squadron of the 4th Squadron of the 3rd Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Regiment."

"Morita-kun!" Takaji Wada shouted, "I order you to join us with your troops to continue the battle!"

"Hayi." Morita Kurata paused his head and honestly led his troops to join Takaji Wada's command.

However, Takaji Wada soon discovered that the morale of Hiroshi Morita and his soldiers was very low. Whenever he encountered a battle, he always subconsciously hurried behind him. Therefore, not only did he not provide them with help, but instead weakened the morale of the entire team, making his soldiers no longer as selfless as before.
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