my bright sword career

Chapter 367 Driven to the Playground
Behind Yangping Town, a remote wasteland.

This was originally a place where the people of Yangping Town picked up waste, and few people came here on weekdays, but a few days ago, a military camp was built here, and the people inside rarely came out, and there were soldiers from the Liantai militia outside. The common people know almost nothing about this barracks.

At the end of May, when the weather was very hot, even the native dogs were hiding in the shade and sticking out their tongues to enjoy the coolness, not to mention the local people, they were all hiding at home trying to cool off.

But on the contrary, the sound of passwords can still be faintly heard in this barracks. If anyone can enter the barracks, they will be surprised to find that this barracks is full of soldiers wearing Japanese military uniforms, and The difference between these soldiers and ordinary Japanese soldiers is that they all wear a white sleeve on their arms, on which are written "Japanese National Defense Army" in five clear red characters in Japanese and Chinese.

On a flat ground of about [-] square meters, hundreds of soldiers of the National Defense Army are practicing meticulously under the scorching sun. As the commander of the National Defense Army, Heihachi Ihara and his deputy Murata Shuzo are looking at these with solemn expressions. Soldiers' training.

Although the soldiers of the National Defense Army were sweating profusely and their clothes were soaked with sweat, none of them dared to neglect, and they all worked hard in training meticulously.

About half an hour later, Ihara Heihachi, who was wearing the rank of major commander, nodded, and said to Shuzo Murata beside him: "Murata-kun, this is the end of today's training. If the training continues, the soldiers will not be able to bear it."

The expression on Murata Shuzo's face was faint, and he nodded: "Yes."

"Beep beep beep..."

With the sound of the whistle, the soldiers of the National Defense Army who had been gritting their teeth for training quickly disbanded as if they were amnesty, and then rushed to the shed not far away.

There were three or four large wooden barrels placed in these sheds, and behind each wooden barrel stood a woman also wearing a Japanese military uniform, and each woman held a large spoon in her hand.

When they entered the shed, each of them had an extra tea mug in their hands.

"Miss Hezi, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Miss Springfield, please pour me more, please."

Accompanied by the voices of the soldiers of the National Defense Army, these women poured a large spoonful of steaming herbal tea to the soldiers with a spoon.

The soldiers of the National Defense Army who got the tea found a shady place to sit down, and couldn't wait to drink the tea.

Although these teas are labeled with the word "tea" in name, they are actually made from tea powder and gotu kola, with some salt and brown sugar added, and the taste is really weird.

Although the taste is not very good, the effect of quenching heat and thirst is still very good, so it is very popular among soldiers of the National Guard.

Ozawa Tenzo, who was still bandaged around his waist, sat in the corner, frowning and drinking herbal tea while enduring the faint pain from the wound on his waist.

Yes, this is Tenzo Ozawa, the first class soldier of the 215th Regiment who carried out a night attack on Yusha a few nights ago and finally raised his gun and surrendered.

Ozawa Tenzo, who originally thought that he would be tortured and even treated inhumanely after he surrendered, was surprised to find that after a simple interrogation, he was assigned to this undreamed-of unit.

The Japanese National Defense Army... this army whose name he had never heard of before.

To be precise, it should be called a rebel.

I would actually join a rebel army, which I never dreamed of before.

But it didn't matter anymore, he knew very well that from the time he raised his hands and said the word "surrender", he would no longer be tolerated by the army he had served for.

Or the Commander is right, since they have joined the "National Defense Army", the only way to return to Japan alive is to defeat Japan. Only in this way can they return to Japan as victors, otherwise they will wait for their own There is only death without a place to bury.

However, what makes Tenzo Ozawa feel a little uneasy is that the atmosphere in the Japanese National Defense Army seems to be a little weird. The officers in the team seem to be divided into two factions. One is headed by Commander Heihachi Ihara, and the other is headed by Deputy Commander Murata. With Xiu San as the leader, Ozawa noticed that the two factions were at odds.

However, Tengzuo Ozawa has been in the army for several years anyway, he knows the unspoken rules of the Japanese army very well, no matter how the officers disagree, it has nothing to do with the soldiers below, he just needs to do his part things will be fine.

And judging from the experience of these days, the treatment of the Japanese National Defense Army is surprisingly good, not to mention food and lodging, a senior soldier like him can actually get two oceans of military pay every month.

Although two oceans may not seem like much, you can already buy more than 100 catties of rice in Japan. If you save a little money, it is not a problem to feed a family of four.

"Ozawa-kun!"

Just when Ozawa Tenzuo was in a daze, a voice rang in his ears. He turned his head and saw that it was another Cao Chang Miyato Ichiro who was in the same team as him.

He was about to stand up and salute, but was held down by Ichiro Miyato, "Ozawa-kun, you don't need to be too polite, I just want to ask you, do you still have cigarettes?"

"Oh...of course there are."

Tenzo Ozawa quickly took out the half-smoked Camel cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Ichiro Miyato, before putting one in his mouth.

After the two of them lit their cigarettes and took a few puffs, Ichiro Miyato patted him on the shoulder: "Ozawa-kun, I know that you have been in a complicated mood these past few days, and you are also full of confusion about the future.

As someone who has been there, let me give you a piece of advice. When we join this army, there will be no turning back. What you can do is just follow the adults and be your loyal dogs. Only in this way can you live longer. do you understand? "

Looking at Miyato Ichiro's meaningful eyes, Tenzo Ozawa's heart trembled. He knew that his emotions these days were being seen by the other party. This sentence seemed ordinary, but it was not a kind of subtlety. warning.

He quickly stood up and bowed to Ichiro Miyato: "Hi...Thank you for your advice, senior."

Seeing Tenzo Ozawa's appearance, Ichiro Miyato waved his hands in satisfaction: "Yoxi, it's good that you understand, sit down."

"Drip..."

At this moment, a car horn sounded, and a car drove into the barracks under the escort of four fully armed soldiers wearing black military uniforms.

At the same time, a hasty whistle sounded.

"Beep beep beep..."

"All assembly...emergency assembly..."

Amidst the officers' shouts and curses, hundreds of soldiers of the National Defense Army were driven to the playground again...

(End of this chapter)