Daxiong Yuxinosuke sat in the brigade field headquarters built on the mountain and looked at the falling snowflakes outside the window, with a worried look on his face.
There were very few areas in the camp where there could still be firelight. Even at his field headquarters, the commander of the major general's brigade, which was thousands of meters away from the front line, the lanterns were forced to be turned down to the lowest brightness.
All this is because the Chinese on the opposite side have shown strong enough combat effectiveness.
The Chinese not only have a large number of mortars, but also sharpshooters who dare to lurk on the battlefield during such a war. Okuma Konosuke is not a fool, especially after hearing about the "deeds" of the Third Division being frequently attacked by the Chinese and suffering heavy losses.
after.
His 4th Division's Western Turkestan Detachment would never give the Chinese such a chance.
But when a person calmed down, the Japanese Army Major General still had a sad look on his brow.
It's not because Nakamura Masao called him in the evening and asked him to launch a strong attack tomorrow to find out the true strength of the Chinese on the opposite side. That would be simply exchanging the lives of the imperial warriors, which is really stupid. Even if it is reported to Itagaki Shiro, he is not afraid.
He can be prestigious in the so-called West Marching Corps, but he is not as prestigious as the 4th Division or the North China Front.
What Major General Okuma Konosuke was worried about was how he should choose. Before leaving, the division commander had reminded him that it was impossible to defeat the Mao Xiong. The 4th Division could retain its strength tactically, but it would not be able to defeat the Chinese at all.
necessary.
This battle is a key battle to restore the prestige of the division. We must not allow the officers and soldiers to work without any effort.
But through the battlefield in the past two days, Daxiong Konosuke knew that his boss really thought too much. The Chinese were not that weak. With the strength shown by the Chinese in the past two days, if he followed Masao Nakamura's old-fashioned
The old man's tactics, even if he captured the opponent's position, would definitely result in heavy casualties.
Moreover, the battle achievements belong to Nakamura Masao and Itagaki Shiro. What does it have to do with him, who is responsible for the execution?
In fact, the ferocity of the Chinese is not limited to fierce fighting during the day. When those bastards saw fire on their side of the position at night, they immediately used mortars to bombard the fire area, and the shells fell in pieces, as if
Just for the purpose of 'extinguishing fire', Big Bear Konosuke wanted to call the opponent a prodigal son. What is the use of artillery in this way?
However, from this point, it can be seen that the Chinese army opposite him is by no means short of ammunition as stated in the intelligence. It is clearly abundant enough to be wasted.
Therefore, under his order, not only were the more than 3,000 people on the front line unable to light fires to keep warm, but in order to prevent the Chinese from using infantry to attack at night, they even exhausted the reserves of the baggage brigade and put up barbed wire fences fifty meters in front of the trenches.
It doesn't look like his Western Turks detachment is besieging the Chinese, but the Chinese are besieging him. You can say whether you are aggrieved or not.
Even Konosuke Okuma can tolerate being aggrieved, and he is a man who can bend and stretch himself. When doing business, when he encounters a difficult customer, as long as he can swallow his anger and smile on his face, won't he be able to put the other person's money into his pocket in the end?
Sometimes, there is not only money in this business, but also the principles of being a human being.
What worries Okuma Konosuke is that facing such an opponent, should he listen to the division leader or follow his own heart.
From the bottom of his heart, he brought these good guys to China to find financial resources, instead of losing his life in the snow in China. Then when he returns to Osaka, how will he face those gray-haired people looking for money?
What about the mothers who want sons?
But the will of the division commander cannot be violated. From his perspective, the Fourth Division, which has already been saddled with the reputation of a "useless" division, can no longer afford to suffer defeat.
Major General Okuma Konosuke leaned on his command sword and looked out the window solemnly with a frown on his face, hoping that the cold night in northern China could give him an answer.
The door was suddenly opened, and the cold wind rushed in from outside. Daxiong Yunsuke couldn't help frowning, and tightened the collar of his sergeant's woolen military uniform without showing any trace. He turned around to look at the intruder with a somewhat expression on his face.
The eccentric chief of staff of the brigade, Ono Mitsuru Daisuke, asked in a deep voice: "Ono-kun, in such a hurry, what action can a Chinese take?"
"Your Excellency, detachment leader, yes, there is something strange that needs you to decide." Ono Daisuke nodded, the weird look on his face became more intense. "The detachment captured a Chinese in the security force at the rear."
"Chinese? Everyone who appears here is an enemy, and they are all dead. Do you still need to report this little thing to me?" A trace of anger flashed on Da Xiong's face, and at the same time, he was more dissatisfied.
Although he did not want to burn down the houses of Chinese people, steal their property, and kill them like pigs and dogs like some divisions, in his opinion, killing civilians was really detrimental to the honor of a soldier, but this did not
It doesn't mean that he didn't want to kill Chinese people to vent his anger after losing hundreds of soldiers.
Especially now when he was upset, it was always good to have a punching bag.
However, such a trivial matter still requires his majestic Major General Brigade Commander to make a decision? When did the officers and subordinates of the 4th Division become so irresponsible? Just kill a Chinese like an ant, where is the reputation of the Imperial Army?
went?
"No, your Excellency, the detachment leader, the Chinese wants to see you. He said that you will meet him after meeting this." Daisuke Ono replied.
"Furthermore, that Chinese man speaks the Imperial language extremely fluently. If he didn't say that he was Chinese, everyone would think of him as an Imperial person. This is why Lieutenant Sato and others reported to me at every level."
While answering, he quietly handed a small bottle to Daxiong Yuzhi's assistant who was a little confused.
After seeing the three characters written in Chinese on the box, Daxiong Konosuke's eyes suddenly opened. He opened the bottle with his own hands and saw that it was indeed the white powder he had seen before. His face became as full as that of his chief of staff.
It's all weird.
At this moment, he finally understood why his chief of staff was so weird.
What did a Chinese who broke into a war zone on such a snowy night, was proficient in the imperial language and gave precious gifts, want to do?
Neither of them spoke, and various questions arose between the eye contact between the Japanese Army Major General and the Army Lieutenant Colonel.
After a moment of silence, Daxiong Yunsuke took a deep breath and spoke, "Ono-kun, go and bring the Chinese here. Also, inform Lieutenant Sato to rush to the brigade headquarters immediately. Remember, keep all insiders in silence."
Shut their mouths, they are from the Intelligence Section of the Front Army."
"Hi, I understand." Ono Daisuke nodded solemnly, turned around and walked out of the temporary brigade headquarters built with logs.
More than half an hour later, Daisuke Ono, who had returned, entered the temporary brigade headquarters with a tall young man wearing a cotton robe and a long coat, who looked quite embarrassed with several large stains all over his body.
Anyone who knows Tang Dao will definitely be extremely surprised. Isn’t this the famous Tang Tuanzuo and who is that?
However, at this moment, Tang Tuanzuo was not as heroic as before, but instead looked like a Chinese businessman who had been bullied a lot, especially when his eyes were full of resentment.
Daxiong Yunsuke, who was sitting next to the table and reading a map with a lantern, raised his head indifferently, looked at the Chinese young man in front of him who had obviously suffered a lot, and a stern look flashed on his face: "Chinese, do you understand?
The Chinese who appear in the area where the two armies are fighting are all enemies of the Japanese Empire, and they will all die?"
Why does this guy's temperament look so familiar? This should be Tang Dao's first thought after walking into this field headquarters.
The middle-aged man in front of him, who was carrying the rank of Major General of the Japanese Army, had a round figure. The woolen military uniform could not stop the desire of his big belly to stand out. His head looked slightly small in comparison, but his two cheeks were huge.
Because of the severity just now, it seemed to be high.
If you give him a cape and put his hands on his hips, wouldn't he be a proper Majin Buu?
Really, at that moment Tang Dao even suspected that Toriyama Akira was inspired to create "Fat Buu" after seeing this guy.
"Your Excellency, is this the so-called hospitality of the Imperial Army of the Japanese Empire? I, Shen Laoliu, heard that the Fourth Division was famous and came here from Songhu to discuss business with you despite the danger of bullets and bullets. Not only was it cold in the cold weather,
Not even a glass of water or wine was given to me, yet I was treated so rudely.
Come, come, General, if you have the ability, shoot here. If you frown, you are not a good man. You Japanese are not good guys anyway, and business is nothing if not benevolent and righteous." Tang Dao's face was filled with sadness and anger.
He struggled to break away from the hold of the two Japanese soldiers behind him and said loudly.
Tang Tuanzuo borrowed the name of a certain sixth man without any sense of shame. Anyway, no one except himself knew who he was.
And that fluent Japanese, even though Daisuke Ono had warned him before, still made the Japanese Army Major General's eyes freeze slightly.
Of course, compared to the Chinese who spoke Imperial dialect fluently, what made Konosuke the Big Bear feel that the opponent was not easy to deal with was the brains displayed by the opponent.
After all, this is his territory, a territory that can determine his life or death at any time.
mmb, if Konosuke Ohma could say this, he would definitely complain like this.
The Chinese young man in front of him was definitely a good business negotiator. Just because of his ruthless gangsterism, he could already smell the strong smell of profiteers, just like the strong smell of powder on a brothel woman.
What seemed to be an outburst of anger, actually revealed several key pieces of information, such as that he came for the Fourth Division, and that he was from Songhu, a famous commercial capital in the East.
For example, in the subtext, money is more precious than life.
This is definitely a veteran who has been in the business world for many years, even though he is so young.
As a businessman, Okuma Konosuke never judges whether he can cooperate based on his age.
The threatening words spoken by Okuma Konosuke earlier are actually the expression of power in ancient Chinese proverbs. It is a common method in business negotiations. You must first gain a psychological advantage in order to communicate better.
Unexpectedly, the Chinese young man in front of me was also very clever. Not only did he not show weakness, but he also gave him a merciless move. That means, if you have the ability, kill him. If you kill him, there will be no business negotiation.
But business really had to be discussed. After seeing the bottle of white medicinal powder with the name of the medicine written on it, Big Bear Konosuke had decided to talk to this mysterious Chinese man no matter what.
The Okuma family is a well-known pharmaceutical family in Osaka City. Konosuke Okuma, who has always maintained close ties with the family, is still familiar with today's pharmaceutical market.
If those medicinal powders are real, the price of that bottle of medicine in the mainland is already as high as 200 yen per bottle.
How expensive is this price? The price of one ounce of gold today is only about 100 yen, which is basically 2 ounces of gold. As a major general in the Imperial Army, his military salary of 280 yen a month can only afford to buy a bottle.
That’s all.
Moreover, because the American company that produced the drug refused to sell it to the empire, the empire had to choose to purchase it through other channels or even the black market. Obviously, this resulted in an extremely limited quantity of the drug. Except for those high-ranking officials and nobles, ordinary people may not even have it.
I have never heard of this medicine, let alone using it to save my life.
But this Chinese guy who appeared quite unexpectedly actually gave me this heart-wrenching goodie, but he didn't seem to be a simple guy.
But also, how many simple guys dare to appear at this time?
"Oh? You and I are hostile countries, and this place is a battlefield. What do you think we can have to talk about?" Big Bear Konosuke's round eyes squinted at the Chinese young man who looked like a profiteer.
"Haha, I wonder if you, General, have heard of this sentence: War has always been just a servant of dirty politics, but it can become a catalyst for business.
Destroy and trade, never conflict!
Your well-informed general, you have not seen this kind of thing with your own eyes, but you have probably heard about it once or twice!
Of course, if you still stubbornly believe that war is all about fighting and killing, then General, you can just pretend that you have never seen me, and the bottle of medicine should be used as an apology for disturbing the General, General." Tang Dao showed a look on his face.
With a hint of disdain, he chuckled.
"Yoshi! Your argument is interesting. Regarding the non-conflicting destruction and transaction you mentioned, I can talk to you."
Majin Buu, who was wearing a khaki military uniform, stood up and looked at each other meaningfully with the Chinese youth who was much taller than him.
But maybe everyone in the 4th Division, including Majin Buu, never thought that this Chinese young man with extremely skilled negotiation skills was actually the commander of the Four Elements Regiment for whom the entire Japanese North China Front offered a bounty of 500,000 yen for his head.
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As long as you kill him, you can receive 500,000 yen. Isn't that better than doing any business?
Of course, from the perspective of Okuma Konosuke, who was already in turmoil, that was not necessarily the case.
Because the interests behind that bottle of medicine are absolutely astronomical and cannot be compared to 500,000 yen.
As for whether Tang Dao is a serious problem for the front army, it is just like what the saying says: the gift given by fate has already been marked with a secret price!
As long as the price is right, a serious problem can be turned into a distinguished guest!
The rope on Tang Dao's body was finally untied, and only Major General Okuma Konosuke, who was wearing a pistol and hanging a command knife, was left in the headquarters. Everyone else, including the brigade chief of staff, Lieutenant Commander Ono Daisuke, left the wooden room.
Room.
As for the safety of the brigade commander, for the Japanese army, it's not that no one cares, but that no one believes that this Chinese can pose any threat to the brigade commander who has a pistol and a knife in a few seconds.
There were still more than twenty armed soldiers on guard outside the house, and several officers were watching the house with sharp eyes. If there was any movement, they would immediately rush in and shoot them.
Besides, Imperial soldiers are not fools.
Whether he is a businessman or an assassin can be determined through a physical examination during the search.
Soldiers who shoot frequently must have a thick layer of calluses on their shoulder sockets, and there are obvious traces of years of training on various parts of the body.
None of these are reflected in the Chinese young man. The skin on his hands and shoulders is very fair. If such a person is used as a killer or assassin, even the Chinese are not so stupid!
The only threat may come from his size. Almost all the people in the empire have to look up at him, but this is enough to show that he is really Chinese. The big man in northern China is really enviable.
If they were interested in stripping a man naked, they would see the horrific scars on Tang Tuanzuo's chest and back that were repaired quickly but still remain. I'm afraid they wouldn't have the same idea now.
Those gunshot wounds and knife marks are not something that a pampered young master can have except for a soldier who has experienced hundreds of battles.
Those slender hands that seemed harmless enough to play the piano could easily break the neck of any one of them at any time, including Lieutenant Sato, the escort squadron leader who was born in the Koga-ryu and was highly trusted by Konosuke Ohma.
Of course, if they really checked in such detail, it would probably be their death.
Anyway, in this not-so-quiet northern snowy night, it is unknown how the other Japanese troops slept, but at least three major generals of the Japanese army definitely stayed up all night!
Major General Masao Nakamura of Zhangjiashan in the Zhongtiao Mountains is thinking about how to mobilize the enthusiasm of the "useless" division to fight the enemy tomorrow, and his brain hurts!
Major General Kunizaki of Wangwushan was furious after being beaten by the unreasonable shelling by the Chinese, but he had to order the entire army to extinguish the fires. In the snowy night in northern China, he wrapped himself tightly in his woolen coat, with a livid face!
Compared to his two colleagues, Okuma Konosuke was much happier. He was talking about a very promising business with the Chinese and even put a pot of scalding sake on the table.
What? This matter is shady? That means this snowy night is very suitable!
It doesn't matter if we talk all night long and don't sleep!
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ps: I recommend the new book "Industry of a Great Power" by the East China boss. The East China boss's books are always so majestic and majestic, but this book seems to have a breakthrough in style. It is also called "Sorry, we really only produce civilian products!"
