Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 127
It is not particularly difficult because one's own machine gun position is visited by Chinese artillery fire.

Anyway, people die every day, early death and late death are death. The Japanese Army Chief, whose bottom line has been broken again and again, has long been numb to the so-called casualties.

This thing is like a certain strong man being forced by another strong man. The first time, of course, Ju Sui's mentality completely exploded, and it ended up coming again and again, that's it.

The grief of the Japanese commander is that he was deceived by the Chinese who have no contract spirit at all.

Baga, didn't we agree that we must withdraw our troops to the concession early this morning?I spent all my time setting up all the machine guns, just to let you greet them with a bunch of shells?
"The Chinese! What a despicable nation, they don't keep their promises at all!" The Japanese commander almost crushed his two rows of back molars.

"Your Excellency, Captain, the artillery squadron directly under the regiment is calling, do you want to suppress the artillery?" Makino Jun asked in awe as he glanced at his boss whose eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes like a trapped animal.

To be honest, until this moment, Makino Jun really admired his immediate boss.Not because of anything else, but in terms of willpower alone, among all kinds of people he has met, no one can surpass him.

If one plan fails, another plan will be made, and if the rebirth is not achieved, it will still fail in the end. Just like this, people can still stubbornly stand up and scold the other party for not keeping their promises. If it were him, he would have found a place for his belly. Put a knife in it!
hiss!For such a determined person, it's fine if he doesn't stab himself, don't stab me!The Japanese army lieutenant, who was full of thoughts for a while, had to serve this master carefully, didn't he?

"Asshole, do you still need to ask for instructions?" Wakibajiro shouted with a livid face. "Let them fire at once."

The Japanese Colonel didn't even bother to look at his subordinate's face, he was afraid that he would chop him off before making two gashs in his stomach.

How 'sweet' the exchange between the two last night was, and how ironic the reality of the bonyness was before their eyes.

"Makino-kun, give me the headquarters of the power generation division. My 36th Infantry Regiment urgently needs two 120mm cannons for support!" Jiro Wakibata looked at his own heavy machine gun position where the sound of the guns had stopped but the wailing sounded, and said coldly. Measured through the gap between the teeth.

"However, your Excellency, Captain, the 120mm cannon is a heavy artillery, in case it is inaccurate," Jun Makino was surprised.

This is completely the rhythm of the big guys dying together!
Of course, Makino Jun knew why the concession side was succumbed to the threat of using heavy artillery by the dispatched army headquarters, but it was because they were afraid that the large natural gas storage tank would be detonated by a shell that fell by mistake.

Once that thing explodes, half of the concession will be blown up. Can the Westerners swallow their anger and give in?

But if this happened, it would completely enrage the western world, and the empire would take the blame. Your Excellency the lieutenant general is naturally not afraid, but he, the deputy of the alliance, and the captain of the alliance, who has obviously lost his mind, are absolutely certain it's
"The Chinese dared to play this game with me, which shows that those Westerners are conniving. If they don't give them some color, they really think that our army is just talking about it." Wakiba Jiro's eyes were dimmed. Crazy lights danced in the light.

"Since that's the case, let's let them take a good look with their terrified eyes wide open. The jihad of our Great Japanese Empire will never compromise for anyone. The despicable Chinese can't, and they can't either."

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October 10, early morning!

Sitting in the office, the brigadier general of the Empire on which the sun never sets just took a sip of oatmeal, and was about to open the report on the small-scale artillery battle between the Chinese and Japanese armies last night.

'Boom!' from 300 meters away ' There was a loud bang, and the shriek of shells piercing the sky, and his spoon fell on the table.

"The Japanese are crazy! They used heavy artillery?" Colonel James' eyes were full of horror.

Without being reminded by his adjutant, with his many years of experience in the army, the brigadier general, how can he not hear that this is the howling that cannons with a caliber of more than 100 can have.

"The Japanese are telling us that if we don't force the Chinese out of the warehouse, they will really use heavy artillery." The eyes of the brigadier general with a frosty face were full of chills. "The Japanese are really ruthless enough!"

"The great empire on which the sun never sets will never yield to anyone for this. This is Chiguoguo's provocation. General, I request authorization. If the Japanese artillery fire falls into our concession, our coalition forces will declare war on it!" James The Colonel's face was also filled with anger.

"Declaration of war?" Brigadier General Smart put his hands on the table, looking indifferently at his adjutant. "And then? Before the imperial fleet set off, the concession had already been turned into rubble like China's Songhu? Will the blood of the people of the empire be stained on this land in the east?"

"How dare the Japanese?" Colonel James was furious.

"They're a bunch of lunatics!" Brigadier General Smart shook his head slowly. "Crazy, what can't you do?"

"James, it's ridiculous to maintain the so-called dignity without the guarantee of absolute strength!" Brigadier General Smart stood up.

"Go inform our diplomats, contact the Chinese, if we don't withdraw our troops tonight, we Western countries will cut off all aid and propose sanctions against China at the upcoming League of Nations General Assembly.

At the same time, I immediately contacted the Japanese and told them that we have made concessions. If we do not know how to advance or retreat, we will directly report the situation here to Her Majesty the Queen and ask him to decide on relations with Japan. "

The Chinese are completely abandoned!Colonel James looked at the battlefield where the cannons started to rumble again in the distance, feeling a little sad in his heart.

As a soldier, he can understand the persistence of those soldiers who have never met.But as a senior officer of the coalition forces, he can only consider the many Westerners in the concession from the standpoint of the concession just like his Excellency the Commander.

A weak China can only become a victim of the tripartite game.

in warehouse.

The lieutenant colonel is worried.

But the worry is not how terrible the 120-caliber field artillery of the Japanese army is.

The 120-caliber field cannon is powerful, and when it hits the building, it can blast a hole the size of a foot basin. If it is aimed at one place and blasts fiercely, that wall will be finished sooner or later.

But fortunately, the Japanese army still had some scruples after all, mainly focusing on demonstrations, and there was no movement after two artillery bombardments.What's more, the gunners of the Japanese army were not so good, and the warehouses that they wanted to bomb with two 120-caliber field guns were scattered, and they didn't have that ability.

What worries him is how to face the military orders sent by the theater through manpower.

Tang Dao bared his teeth and smiled: "The person who came to issue the military order, do you have anything to prove his identity?"

Seeing the Lieutenant Colonel's brows furrowed heavily, Tang Dao added another sentence:
"The telegram has a code, and it can still be deciphered by the enemy to fake a military order. Wouldn't it be easier to forge the chapter on the handwritten military order? Such a thing, you give me a potato, and I can finish it in less than 10 minutes." I can give you the seal of the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs, do you believe it?"

This is absolutely lying with open eyes.

However, it seems that it is a trick to refuse to admit it!

The lieutenant colonel is not a stubborn person. It is okay to retreat, but you can't force Lao Tzu's soldiers to die, can you?
There was determination in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "It makes sense, go, tie up that unidentified bastard who came last night, gag him, and beat him to hell.

The little devil couldn't get in, so he even started to play tricks on me with fake military orders, and he almost fell for it, damn it, hit me hard. "

The lieutenant colonel, who is quite elegant and rarely swears, looks filled with righteous indignation at the moment. If Tang Dao is not a provocateur, he almost believes it.

How can a lieutenant colonel, an iron-blooded soldier who has rolled among the dead, be easy to get along with?Now that the decision has been made, it must be done.

The unlucky one can only be the Central Command agent who sneaked into the warehouse at night. Although the rank will never be low, since the lieutenant colonel wants to rely on it, he has to rely on it to the end, and it must be as real as possible.

Even if their major general-level bureau chief came in person, he could only be beaten into a pig's head, and there would be no second choice.

Not killing him is already considered for the sake of everyone being Chinese.

(End of this chapter)