"Baga~ This bunch of trash, even the waitresses from Edo Izakaya here are more useful than them."
His Excellency Major General Matsudaira, that is, the Japanese Major General who loudly proclaimed at the dance, "Everything is a small problem, let's keep dancing."
After putting down the phone in his hand, he cursed like this again.
Just compare it to the aggressive look when he was so angry and slapped his subordinates.
This man, one of the officers of the Military Police Headquarters of the Kwantung Army and a recognized young leader in the Kwantung Army, is now weak even in swearing.
Why? This guy is scared now.
In a short period of time, His Excellency Major General Matsudaira received too much bad news. After thinking of the serious consequences, he became extremely flustered.
What! Thanks to their hard work in Fengtian City over the years, it is impossible for the telephone network to cover every household, but it is still no problem to cover some important areas.
During the previous battles along the way, Hu Biao and the others never thought of destroying the electric wires and telephone lines.
Therefore, in this way, His Excellency Major General Matsudaira, who is still in Fengtian City Hall at the moment, can obtain the latest news on the battlefield in Fengtian City in a timely manner through telephone, radio and other contact methods.
Unfortunately, after exiting the hall and arriving at such an office on the side.
He personally dispatched troops and generals, but all he received was some extremely bad news.
First of all, that mysterious tank is too powerful. In terms of firepower, protection, speed and other performance, it completely crushed all the tanks of the empire.
Yes, that’s right! All of them.
In comparison, the tank combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same level at all.
However, our own tanks are all rubbish. They are meant to bully China, which has no anti-tank means. Major General Matsudaira already knows this, and it is none of his business.
What's important is that, relying on such advantages, a tank started running wildly in Fengtian City.
The soldiers who were barely able to catch up with it had all kinds of light weapons in their hands, but their hard turtle shell had no effect at all.
The heavy firepower of the empire, such as the heavy artillery brigade currently stationed outside the city, which can be said to be the treasure of the empire, can destroy this thing, but it is impossible to accurately target it.
The main reason is that the urban terrain of Fengtian City is really advantageous for tanks that can continuously break through walls and maneuver.
In the open terrain outside the city, they could successfully destroy him even with their lives.
There was no way he could call the heavy artillery troops outside the city and just cover him with a round of fire; just kidding! The only result of doing so would be for his immediate superior to kill him directly.
At the same time, it's not like he hasn't thought about setting up some encirclement in advance.
The problem is that the tanks that are wandering around are sometimes moving forward, sometimes turning left, and sometimes retreating. I am afraid that only Amaterasu knows where they will go next.
Secondly, the infantry after the thugs separated from the tanks are also a big trouble now.
After those guys got into the alley, relying on the many automatic and semi-automatic weapons in their hands, they immediately broke out with powerful fighting power.
The Imperial Warriors who mainly hold the 38-meter Gai in their hands are no match for them in close combat.
In a short period of time, it is said that nearly a hundred imperial warriors were killed or injured in such street fighting.
It is okay to say that the warriors died in the battle; the key point is that those people kept setting fire to the buildings in the city during the battle.
The targets are not the shabby houses of the untouchables, but the shops of imperial merchants, as well as the offices of some organizations.
By this time, there were about a dozen small buildings burning on the busiest main street in the city.
Under the current howling cold wind, the fire has a tendency to expand rapidly; as a result, they have to allocate a large number of manpower to put out the fire.
Of course, with the huge amount of troops at hand, even after sending some people to put out the fire, they still had enough troops to pursue and intercept them.
Those infantrymen on the mob side will eventually be blocked and killed by the large force.
The problem is that everything they are doing now is throwing the Imperial Army's face to the ground, trampling it hard and repeatedly in fancy ways.
Afterwards, even if we can kill all these thugs.
It was better to kill him in the cruelest way. The best result for Matsudaira was to commit seppuku to preserve the last bit of dignity for him and his family.
Long live your life! Mr. Matsudaira, who always seems to be brave and unafraid of death and kills people without batting an eyelid, actually doesn’t want to die at all.
With such a thought, it is strange that Major General Matsudaira can still be so aggressive.
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After hanging up the phone, His Excellency Major General Matsudaira found a senior official of the city hall, standing beside him a little timidly, as if he had something to say.
"Zhang Sang, just tell me what you have to say."
After forcing a smile, His Excellency Major General Matsudaira said this to such a dog whose subordinates had some status and status.
After hearing this, the fat-headed and big-eared Zhang Sang nodded and whispered:
"Some distinguished people attending the dance have asked me to ask His Majesty the Major General if they can go back early because they have something urgent at home."
Upon hearing these words, Major General Matsudaira's blood pressure soared, and he almost fainted when his vision went dark.
Why is there something going on at home? It's just that these guys are afraid and don't believe His Excellency Matsudaira's safety guarantee, so they plan to take the opportunity to slip away.
In the rage in his heart, he yelled:
"No! Go tell them that this is the safest place. If anyone sneaks away, I can't guarantee his life safety."
After being sprayed with saliva, Zhang Sang winced and retreated.
But what even Major General Matsudaira didn't expect was that the slap in the face would come so quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the phone in front of him started ringing. After he picked it up, a burst of bad news came from the phone: "Mr. Matsudaira, that mysterious chariot is rushing towards the city hall.
Unfortunately, the guards we have deployed here are limited and we only have some light weapons, so we may not be able to stop them."
After hearing such bad news, His Excellency Major General Matsudaira felt that the world was spinning before his eyes.
Fortunately, he still held on and asked the most crucial point: "Tell me how long you can resist, and I will arrange for the big shots here to retreat."
"Two minutes at most, no, maybe only a minute and a half."
The guy on the phone didn't reply very confidently.
At this time, Songping could actually clearly hear the sound of gunfire outside the window. The distance was getting closer and closer. It might not take long for that terrifying tank to rush over.
For this reason, he secretly issued some new orders that were very beneficial to Hu Biao and others:
"Notify the troops entering the city that they must guard the safety of key departments such as the palace and headquarters, and must not allow thugs to approach."
After saying that, he used his saber to support his somewhat unruly body and rushed towards the hall.
Facing the sages who were already panicking, he gave an explanation that he really didn’t want to give:
"Gentlemen and ladies, please retreat in an orderly manner under the command of the Imperial Warriors; please rest assured that this is just a precaution, and everyone will be fine."
Everyone expressed their understanding and recognition of Major General Matsudaira's actions.
It was just when we were evacuating here that there was constant pushing and jostling, and the screams from the woman's mouth could not be heard.
After the last person squeezed out of the hall, a lot of shoes, hats and other personal belongings were left on the ground.
"Baga, they are all cowards and losers." Upon seeing this, the Major General cursed and hurriedly followed.
In his haste, he even forgot to take away a luxurious general's katana that he used to support his body when he was having difficulty walking.
There is a dazzling chrysanthemum pattern on it. This thing is a personal item that the Major General had seen before and has always been regarded as a symbol of family honor.
Then, after waiting for up to 20 seconds, Yang Dongli drove the tank and crashed through the wall and rushed in.
After parking the car and sticking his head out, Yang Dongkai saw the wreckage on the ground and cursed fiercely:
"It's damn late. Otherwise, these devils and traitors must have an unforgettable New Year and have a happy New Year."
And when he planned to shrink back and start gathering towards the agreed place.
Suddenly, he saw a samurai sword with a long yellow tassel and tassel hanging from the handle. It was obviously unusual in appearance.
Suddenly, he said in a high voice: "Xufeng, Bianrou, cover me, it only takes 20 seconds at most~"