Anti-Japanese Elite Special Forces

In the camp of Nobunaga's special attack team, the security was very strict. Teams of special attack team members patrolled the camp vigilantly, and in the dark, sentries spread all over the camp, and vigilant eyes could be seen everywhere.

Successfully attacked the Huxiaoling base and killed a senior officer of the opponent, which greatly encouraged the members of Nobunaga's special attack team and swept away the long-standing decline.

The Nobunaga Special Attack Team has suffered repeated defeats since its establishment. This is the first time they have successfully performed a mission. Although it is not perfect and is far from the goal set in advance, it has achieved results anyway, and it is not considered empty-handed. ah.

The soldiers and officers believed that with this achievement, the Nobunaga Special Attack Team will continue to achieve better results in the future until it becomes the most elite special attack team in the world.

Of course, these credits are inseparable from their captain Fujita Hikaru, an outstanding soldier whom they respect very much.

However, at this time, Hikaru Fujita was sitting in the tent, staring at the oil lamp in front of him, in a trance. His eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were dull, as if his soul had left his body.

Ozawa came in from the door, holding a large bowl of porridge, two steamed buns and pickles in his hand, came to Hikaru Fujita, and placed them on the table in front of him.

"Fujita-kun, it's time to eat something." Ozawa whispered to Fujita Hikaru. He knew that Fujita Hikaru hadn't eaten anything since he came back and had been sitting like this, so he was very worried.

Hearing Ozawa's voice, Fujita Hikaru turned his head slowly, looked at him and smiled, "Ozawa-kun, I'm not hungry yet, let's put it down first, and eat when I'm hungry."

"Fujita-kun, you can't go on like this, your body can't take it anymore, eat something and take a rest." Ozawa is still persuasively persuading.

Hikaru Fujita shook his head, and then turned his gaze to the oil lamp again, "I really can't eat it, please let me be quiet for a while, please."

Ozawa had no choice but to put down his meal and go out.

Outside the door, Sakura came in from outside the camp. Seeing Ozawa walking out of the house, she rushed to meet her and asked anxiously, "How is it, Ozawa-kun, has Captain Fujita eaten?"

Ozawa shook his head dejectedly, and said, "If you don't have anything, you still don't eat anything. That's why Fujita is so stubborn."

Sakura bit her lip and thought for a while, then said, "Ozawa-kun, I'll go in and persuade him."

"Okay, Sakura-kun, please." Ozawa bowed to her and left.

Sakura stood outside the door and pondered for a while, then opened the door and walked in.

Inside the house, Hikaru Fujita still maintained that movement, and the sound of Sakura opening the door didn't seem to affect him in any way.

Sakura stood by the door, looked at Hikaru Fujita's back, then closed the door gently with her hands back, and then slowly came to Hikaru Fujita's side. She looked at the slightly cold porridge on the table, and said in a low voice , "Fujita-kun, it's time for you to eat, your body will collapse if you go on like this."

"I'm not hungry, don't persuade me anymore, let me be quiet, okay?" Fujita didn't turn his bald head, still lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly.

Sakura took a step forward and came to Hikaru Fujita, staring at his obviously haggard cheeks, suppressing her emotions and said, "Fujita-kun, you are the captain of Nobunaga's special attack team, you should set an example, don't Let the soldiers and officers down."

"Captain? Lead by example?" Hikaru Fujita chuckled, his eyes wandering, "I, the captain, couldn't even protect my own sister, but I shot and killed her. What am I, what did I do, eh? "

Sakura hurriedly said, "It's not your fault, you shouldn't blame yourself so much, Fujita-kun."

"No, it's my fault. I didn't protect her well." Fujita Hikari's face was full of remorse and annoyance, and his hands were wrung together.

Sakura bit her lip, stepped in front of him, and slapped him several times in the face.

There were crisp slaps echoing in the room, these slaps were so severe that blood came out from the corner of Hikaru Fujita's mouth.

He was stunned by these slaps, and then glared at Sakura, "Mr. Sakura, what does this mean?"

"Coward, Hikaru Fujita, I look down on you!" Sakura also stared back, her eyes were sharp, "Even if you made a mistake and hurt Ji Xiang by mistake, then you should cheer up and avenge her. The culprit of this incident is Huxiaoling and Luo Xiao, without him, Ji Xiang would not have gone deep into the tiger's den, and naturally she would not have been harmed."

"Huxiaoling, Luo Xiao!" Fujita Hikaru's gaze sharpened, and he slowly rejected these words.

"You are an imperial soldier, a heroic warrior of His Majesty the Emperor, and your duty is to fight for the great cause of the Great Japanese Empire until the last moment of your life." Sakura continued, "You know, what I like is that you look like a Men, unyielding courage. But now you see for yourself what you look like, a woman who only knows how to cry and regret, not even a woman, I despise you."

Sakura's words were like sharp knives, piercing deeply into Hikaru Fujita's heart, waking up his mind. Gradually, Hikaru Fujita straightened his waist, and regained the confidence and confidence in his eyes. firm.

"Fujita-kun, the Nobunaga special attack team needs you, and I need you too, please!" Sakura bowed at ninety degrees to him, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Sakura!" Hikaru Fujita shouted behind her.Sakura stopped, turned around and looked at Hikaru Fujita, saw that he was also looking at her, with gratitude in his eyes, "Thank you."

Sakura didn't say anything, just smiled and opened the door and went out.

Outside the door, Ozawa had already returned, and was standing on the outside of the door, eavesdropping. When he saw Sakura coming out, he hurried over and asked in a low voice, "How is it, Mr. Sakura?"

Sakura gestured to him that all was well, and ran off.A smile suddenly appeared on Ozawa's face.

Fujita stood in a daze for a while, then suddenly grabbed the chopsticks and the bowl on the table, swallowed the cold food, "Ozawa, you bastard, bring me some more."

Ozawa outside the door punched excitedly with both fists, and turned to get his meal.

Inside the house, Hikaru Fujita was chewing on steamed buns and pickles, and he was still muttering. If someone could hear him clearly, he would find that what he said was, "This Ozawa is simply too stingy, just give me these, Why don't you give me some braised pork, even if there is no braised pork, you can just give me a chicken, cheapskate, come down and settle accounts with him."

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