This is a battlefield where a battle has just ended. More than a dozen Nissan trucks are placed in random directions on the road, some of which are still burning with flames. Next to these cars are more corpses.
The ground was littered with corpses of Japanese soldiers wearing brown military uniforms, but what was strange was that next to those corpses, a large group of Japanese soldiers wearing the same military uniforms were searching for those corpses.
Not only that, when they encountered seriously injured Japanese soldiers who had not yet died, they not only did not treat them, but they would inflict last-ditch wounds on them.
Ihara Heihachi stood in the middle of the two corpses, holding two command swords with chrysanthemum rims in his hands, his face showing unconcealable joy, and he murmured.
"Yoshi... this is a real general's sword. If you use it to present it to the general, he will be very happy, right?"
Murata Shusanrao, who was standing next to him, had always disliked him, but he had to admit that after this battle, with the generosity of His Excellency the General, they, the Japanese national defense army, would definitely be heavily rewarded.
Those soldiers are just that. It is estimated that each of them will be rewarded with one or two hundred yuan, and the two commanders will definitely be more. After all, they killed two lieutenant generals in this battle. If they were rewarded less,
I'm afraid that your Excellency, General, is also embarrassed, right?
"Hey... what are you doing? He's not dead yet. How could you do it?" An anxious voice suddenly sounded not far away.
The two turned around and saw that someone was preventing the soldiers of the Protectorate Army from inflicting last-ditch wounds on the seriously wounded. When they looked closer, they saw that they were two nurses, Miyoko Sugita and Fengzi Yuda.
Seeing this, the two of them looked at each other with helpless expressions in their eyes.
Murata Shuzo glanced at Ihara Heihachi and said, "Ihara-kun, you should handle this matter."
"All right."
Ihara Heihachi shook his head with a wry smile, grabbed two command knives and walked towards those people.
"Xiaojiao-kun, they are our compatriots, and they can definitely be saved. How can you just kill them like this?"
The soldier known as Kojima-kun said helplessly: "Miss Sugita, this is the rule of our National Defense Army. For wounded soldiers who have been seriously injured and no longer worth treating, the most merciful way is to refill them. Please don't embarrass us."
Okay?"
Miyoko Sugita said angrily: "Why are you trying to embarrass you? He was only shot through the right chest by a bullet, and the bullet passed through the back. As long as Dr. Miyamoto performs an operation, it can be cured."
"But that would be a waste of our precious medicines, wouldn't it?"
A serious voice came from behind, and Ihara Heihachi strode over and said to Miyoko Sugita seriously:
"Miyoko, do you know that our medicines are rationed every month? What will happen if our warriors of the National Defense Army do not have enough medicine to treat them because of your wanton behavior? What will happen to the warriors of the National Defense Army?
What do you think of us?”
"But we can report to the General and ask him to allocate more medicine." Miyoko Sugita begged.
After two years of development, the Japanese National Defense Army that Gao Hongming originally formed haphazardly has now grown into a team of more than 800 people. Heihachi Ihara, the first soldier to voluntarily surrender to the Liantai Militia, has been promoted to the rank of major.
More than two years ago, Heihachi Ihara's biggest ideal was to return to his hometown with a meager retirement allowance, marry a capable woman, and take over the hoe from his father and become a farmer.
But now he has not only become a major, but he has also been appreciated by the general for his repeated military exploits. The rewards he has received in the past two years have been enough for him to buy dozens of acres of paddy fields in his hometown in Japan and build a large house.
house and married a beautiful wife.
Precisely because of this, if one were to choose the person most loyal to Gao Hongming among the Japanese National Guards, if Ihara Heihachi said he was second, then absolutely no one would dare to say he was first.
Therefore, after hearing what Miyoko Sugita said, his anger immediately rose.
"Baga... do you know what you are talking about? The general is so busy now. Are you asking me to apply for medicines from him just to treat these lackeys of the Japanese warlords?"
After all, he has been the commander of the National Defense Army for two years. I dare not say anything else. At least his official authority has increased a lot. When Ihara Heihachi got angry, Sugita Miyoko was so scared that she dared not say a word, but she still couldn't stop crying.
of flowing down.
Looking at the crying and pitiful look, Ihara Heihachi couldn't bear to scold him any more. He snorted and whispered: "Forget it, forget it, you and Fengzi carry the wounded to Miyamoto
Go to the doctor, but I tell you, I won’t do it again.”
After saying that, Ihara Heihachi turned around and left.
"Hi...thank you...I really appreciate it."
"What... Adachi Twenty-three and Yoshimoto Teiichi were killed by the National Defense Army?"
In the joint command headquarters, Yang Aiyuan and Sun Chu's mouths were open enough to stuff duck eggs.
"Yes, this is a telegram just sent back by the Japanese National Defense Force. Major Heihachi Ihara claimed that he had brought back the bodies of the two men, and also seized a series of evidence such as their command knives and military IDs."
"Okay... great! Dabao... you send someone to get all the things right away... no... you take people to escort them back. If something goes wrong, you are the only one I will ask!"
"yes!"
Dabao, who always stayed with Gao Hongming on weekdays and was too idle for a long time, went out happily.
After Dabao left, Gao Hongming couldn't help but look at everyone with strange eyes: "Big guy, is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like this?"
"You kid, you still dare to lay an ambush. Tell me, what happened to your Japanese National Guard Army? How did they fight with the Japanese army and kill two Japanese lieutenant generals at once? You are going to heaven.
ah!"
"Yes, brother Gao, when did you form a Japanese national defense army? Why don't I know anything about it?" Sun Chu was also angry at the side, and Gao Hongming felt a sudden pain in his head.
Gao Hongming glared at him helplessly and explained helplessly: "I actually formed this team two years ago, but it was relatively weak at the time, so its reputation was not as good as what you said."
It's just that although he said that, his mouth that always turned up betrayed his mood.
This time, the Japanese Protectorate Army became famous in one battle, but what followed was probably crazy revenge from the Japanese.
After thinking about it, Gao Hongming summoned his staff: "You call the National Defense Army immediately and ask them to evacuate immediately. I estimate that this time the Japanese will retaliate wildly soon."