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Chapter 157 Target, the Japanese Western Defense Line

Niujiaopo Japanese Army Headquarters!

"What? Tell me again?" Kenji Sato grabbed the communication soldier's collar in vain, stared at the communication soldier coldly, and asked in disbelief.

"Master Sato, Watanabe-kun has already given his allegiance to the emperor!" The communications soldier lowered his head and swallowed hard.

Hearing the communication soldier's words, Sato Kenji's pupils shrank slightly, and immediately roared: "Watanabe, that bastard, I told him a long time ago, and told him not to underestimate those Chinese people, but he just didn't listen, hmph, now Well, I lost my life in vain, so I can’t hang on to others.”

After finishing speaking, Sato Kenji looked at the communication soldier coldly again, and asked, "How about the loss this time? Did those Chinese people catch it?"

Hearing this, the communications soldier suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. This Sato Kenji's temper is notoriously weird. The communications soldier knew very well that if he reports the loss to Sato Kenji now, it is very unlikely that he will live to see tomorrow the sun.

But if the report is not truthful, this kind of matter cannot be hidden from Sato Kenji at all. It will only take until tomorrow at most, and the exact figure of the loss will definitely be placed on Sato Kenji's desk. By then, it will definitely be his death date.

However, if he reported it truthfully, his life might be in danger.

It's not true to hide it, and it's not true to not hide it. The Japanese army's signal soldiers are now extremely entangled.

If he told the truth now, there might still be a glimmer of life, but if he lied to Kenji Sato now, after he found out the lost data, he would definitely die.

That being the case, the communications soldier quickly made up his mind to tell the truth to Kenji Sato.

Taking a deep breath, the communications soldier rolled his throat slightly.Difficult to say: "Boss, the correct number of losses is yet to come out. But according to the forecast, we have suffered heavy losses this time. The death toll probably reached more than 800 people, and the number of serious injuries reached more than 200 people. There were no minor injuries."

Hearing what the communicator said, the corner of Sato Kenji's mouth twitched slightly. He knew that the loss would be huge this time, but he didn't expect it to be so big.And this is only an initial estimate. If you calculate it carefully, the loss will definitely not be so small.

The number of people participating in this battle was only 5000, but this battle nearly killed more than 800 people and seriously injured 200 people.

In this way, the loss this time is nearly one-fifth of the number of people participating in the battle, which is not a heavy loss.

It can be said that Gao Shitian chopped off one shoulder of Sato Kenji with this battle.

boom!

After finishing speaking, Sato Kenji kept patting the palm of his hand on the desk, and the things on the table were trembling when Sato Kenji patted them.The table hummed.

"Baga, that bastard Watanabe. Let him die, and let my troops suffer such heavy losses, damn it, damn it!" Sato Kenji roared loudly when he heard the communication soldier's words.

Hearing Sato Kenji's words, the communications soldier didn't dare to take a breath, and cold sweat suddenly poured down from his forehead.

Taking a deep breath, Sato Kenji looked at the communication soldier again, and asked coldly: "Then how many Chinese people died this time? How many were caught?"

Hearing this, the communications soldier swallowed hard, and faltered and said: "I couldn't find any Chinese on the battlefield, and I didn't catch a single Chinese."

As soon as the communication soldier's voice fell, the temperature in the whole room suddenly dropped several degrees, and the communication soldier shivered severely.

Snapped!

"Bagaya Road!" Sato Kenji heard the words, his eyes turned red immediately, and he slapped the communication soldier's face fiercely. In an instant, he shook off several teeth of the communication soldier. A look of pain suddenly appeared on his face.

"Get out!" Taking a deep breath, Sato Kenji roared coldly without looking at the communication soldier.

Hearing Sato Kenji's words, the communication soldier was overjoyed. Since Sato Kenji said so, it means that he has escaped this time.

The communication soldier scrambled and left Sato Kenji's room. When he came out, he looked back at Sato Kenji's room with a look of lingering fear in his eyes.

After the messenger left, Sato Kenji gradually calmed down, and murmured: "Judging from the sound of the gunshots, the Chinese only sent a few dozen people at most this time, and I sent 800 people to encircle them at once. Why did the entire army on my side be annihilated, but none of them died? Why? Are these Chinese people really so strong? No, this is impossible, even if it is a god, it is impossible for dozens of people to fight against 800 people Under such circumstances, all these 800 people were wiped out so quickly, and there is such a huge difference in strength, why is this?"

Sato Kenji couldn't figure it out, but when he thought of the huge explosion, his eyes lit up slightly, and he murmured: "Could it be because of the explosion..."

"I see..." Suddenly, Sato Kenji figured out that 800 people could be wiped out so quickly. Apart from setting traps to kill them, Sato thought of the second possibility...

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In Shanxi, in March, it can be said that it is still in the state between the cold winter and the beginning of spring. The slightly biting cold wind makes people get goosebumps. It has been fifteen days since we first entered Niujiaoling.

Although Niujiao Ridge is not covered with snow in March, the weather is not as good.

The Japanese western defense line at Niujiaoling.

A group of men in black, like ghosts in the dark night, slowly shuttled through the forest and rushed towards the west of Niujiao Ridge.

On Niujiaoling Japanese Army’s western defense line, a group of Japanese soldiers gathered together, and there was a steaming fire in the middle. These Japanese soldiers kept warming their palms while warming their palms with their palms.

"Mr. Inoue, I heard that your hometown is in Tokyo?" When a young Japanese soldier reached out to warm himself by the fire, he inadvertently turned to look at the silent Japanese soldier beside him.

Hearing the young soldier's words, Inoue's eyes flashed a flash of nostalgia. When he thought of his hometown, he thought of the beautiful cherry blossoms and Mount Fuji. It has been two years since he left his hometown. Are you married or not...

Inoue nodded slightly, sighed, and said, "Yes! My hometown is in Shizuoka Prefecture, Tokyo, under the beautiful Mount Fuji."

"Oh, I didn't expect Mr. Inoue to be so blessed to live under the most famous Mount Fuji in Japan and become a citizen of Mount Fuji." The young soldier suddenly laughed wretchedly, with a mean smile on his face, and approached Inoue Said: "I heard that not only Mount Fuji is beautiful in Tokyo, but also the women there are very charming, especially their plump buttocks..."

As he spoke, the young soldier suddenly licked his lips and laughed wantonly.

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