After realizing the seriousness of the situation, the old Japanese devil, Okamura, had an extremely angry roar all over his body, and he opened his throat and almost roared.

"Bagaya Road! Quick, hurry up, order the Imperial Army's 1st Air Flight Regiment to take off and intercept!!!"

The Japanese officers in the headquarters couldn't help but tremble.

Especially the Deputy Chief of Staff, Saito, Daozo, stood there directly.

Immediately, the old devil said with fear and regret: "Your Excellency Commander, it is probably too late to send flying troops to intercept them now..."

After hearing his words, Okamura's face muscles twitched violently, and his whole expression was ferocious, like an angry devil.

"Bagaya Road! Waste, what a bunch of useless waste!"

"So many troops have siege and blocked them, but they have even let the damn Chinese escape!"

Okamura Yanji looked extremely crazy and pirated off the map hanging on the wall in anger.

Then he pulled out his command knife and slashed at the desk next to him.

"Bang!"

Okamura Yasuji took a angrily action, and the knife almost exhausted his all. The solid wood desk was chopped and broken, and the pen holder, phone, and documents on the desktop fell all over the floor.

"All of them are waste, a bunch of useless stupid pigs!"

Okamura Yanji was extremely furious. He vented his anger in the command center and almost demolished the command center. The ground was covered with fragmented documents and office supplies.

After a moment, Deputy Chief of Staff Saito Duosan gritted his teeth and comforted him: "God commander, please calm down!

In fact, this damn Chinese rescue team escaped from heaven, not incompetent.

In fact, they broke through the Wild Reng Grotto, which was completely expected by Hu Zhi.

It was just that the troops below were not able to execute enough and failed to intercept them. Even if the matter was reported, it would eventually fail, so they could change their strategy and escape from Yushui Town Airport."

After pausing, Saito Dozo continued: "In addition, we did not completely lose this game of chess. All the information taken by those damn reporters was destroyed by us.

No matter how they say it, it is empty talk. What we should do now is to grasp public opinion in advance and minimize the negative impact of this incident on the empire."

I have to say that the old devil Saito Daosan is worthy of being a conspirator and has the most thorough understanding of this matter.

Okamura Yasuji was still angry, but he still put away the command knife in his hand in disappointment, forced his anger and began to think calmly.

"Saito, you are right in your analysis. All we can do and need to do now is to try our best to remedy it. Perhaps we still have a little room for recovery and will not completely put the empire in dire straits."

Saito Dosano: "Your Excellency Commander, you don't have to worry too much. Although those Western countries are difficult to deal with, they will never attack the empire just because of those damn reporters' words.

If the time hadn't been ripe, how could my great Japanese Empire be afraid of them?"

"Um."

Okamura Yanji nodded with a gloomy face.

He reached an agreement with Saito Dosan, and the Chief of Staff Take Fujiwara and the other two discussed with each other a few more words.

Subsequently, Okamura Yasuji informed the officers of each department who could be present and secretly held a meeting.

This meeting was not a simple military meeting, but all the evidence of the massacre that was committed by the destruction of corpses and concealed.

In addition, they also have another purpose, which is to clear the traces of poison gas bombs on the battlefield and hide the so-called secret weapons.

It doesn't matter if the Chinese know the secret of the poison gas bomb. Even if they tell it, they can still argue. This way, Westerners may not believe it.

But the problem is that there are many in this group of journalists, and most of them are damn Westerners.

In this way, he had to re-examine the issue.

Westerners have always been arrogant, but they are extremely protective of themselves.

They may not believe what the Chinese people say, but if the damn reporters were exposed, they would have to say something else.

Okamura Yanji really couldn't figure it out. Those damn Western journalists had nothing to do when they were full, so what did they do when they ran to Asia to take this muddy water?

At the same time, he was a little angry, why didn't they be executed earlier?

...

On the other hand, Yang Jing flew away from Yushui Town Airport on a transport plane and flew straight to Liuyang.

After the plane took off, although Yang Jing had considered the Japanese aviation army to take off the fighter jets to pursue and intercept.

But not afraid.

Because the Japanese 1st Flight Regiment's base was more than 100 kilometers away, it took a lot of time to get the order from the Japanese pilot to take off.

Yang Jing estimated that it was too late for the Japanese to take off and chase and intercept the time.

In order to ensure that, Yang Jing also conveyed an order to the Flying Brigade, asking the captain Guo Shaoqing to lead his troops to come and greet him.

By then, it would be fine if the Japanese air force did not come.

If they dare to come, they will definitely be unable to afford it.

In fact, Yang Jing's concerns were completely redundant, and Okamura Yanji did not issue a pursuit order to the 1st Flight Regiment.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that time is not enough.

About an hour later, the transport plane landed safely at the military airport outside Liuyang City under the escort of the Flight Brigade.

As soon as she got off the plane, Yang Jing asked Guo Shaoqing to order all the wounded, including Song Jiayi, to be sent to the field hospital of the Tiger Regiment for treatment.

"Sir Yang, my God, thank you for saving us all!"

As they got off the plane, the reporters from the press team immediately cheered because from this moment on, they were truly safe.

Some guys even gave Yang Jing a big bear hug.

Westerners are so enthusiastic. Not to mention two men, it is normal for men and women to hug each other and put on their faces in a friendly manner.

However, in Yang Jing's opinion, there was nothing, and the rest of the team members couldn't stand it.

The Western reporters enthusiastically hugged the special forces members, but they looked disgusted. However, they did not reject the hugs of Ailena and other female reporters.

Of course, Yang Jing would not let their conspiracy succeed. For those female reporters, Ailena's oil must not be allowed to be taken care of, this is his son.

After cheering, everyone, under the guidance of Guo Shaoqing, went to the canteen of the Flying Brigade.

After learning that Yang Jing, the group leader, was about to return triumphantly, the canteen of the Flying Brigade prepared the meal in advance.

Whether it is the press corps, the children from Longbukan, or the agents of the Military Control Commission, they have almost never had enough food for a long time.

At this time, they all looked like starving ghosts, and they had no idea what kind of reserve was. They started to eat as soon as they were on the dining table.

A Western reporter joked: "Jack, aren't you used to Chinese food?"

"When did I say this?" The man who called Jack then opened his throat and denied, "The food of the Hu Ben Group is the best delicacy I have ever eaten in my life."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone next to him couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!