Complaints are complaints.

Ono still honestly picked it up and took a look.

You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

He knew it.

No news is the best news...

After the bad news, there is even worse news behind...

Staff officer Ono was numb.

He feels that he can jump directly to the prophet now.

He felt like he could guess correctly every time.

"What does the battle report say...?"

"Ono-kun!"

"Say it!"

"Ono-kun!"

The Japs Commander's tone was full of reprimand!

Why can't this Xiaoye understand human speech?

"Hai!"

"Hai!"

"Your Majesty Commander, this is a telegram from the 41st Division..."

"The telegram stated: In order to avoid the enemy's heavy artillery bombardment and bomber bombing to the greatest extent, His Excellency the Commander of the 41st Division Iwasaki Sensei chose to divide all troops into 10 combat groups to launch attacks in batches..."

"In addition, the 19th Tank Regiment was also divided into 10 tank squads, and they followed the 10 combat brigades to attack the enemy from all directions in Black Cloud Mountain..."

Ono, the staff officer, explained everything in detail.

"Um?"

"Iwasaki Sensei, this idiot, is wiser!"

"Then what? Have you successfully captured this mysterious force?"

"Let this commander hold a celebration banquet?"

The Jaap Commander's eyes lit up, and then he said whimsically.

"Then...then all the tanks and artillery tanks of the 19th Tank Regiment were bombed..."

"The 41st Division also suffered heavy losses..."

"Now the 41st Division has gathered its remnants, and there are less than 8,000 people..."

"Your Excellency, Commander of the Iwasaki Thousand Saints Division, requests...please evacuate the battlefield..."

Staff officer Ono said bravely.

You should have to endure the so-called thunderstorm next, right?

Exploded!

Exploded!

"The 19th Tank Regiment... was also completely wiped out?"

"How is it possible..."

"Dozens of tanks..."

"Most of them are equipped with Type 97 medium tanks..."

"How can enemy artillery fire pose a threat to a tank with such thickness of armor..."

"how so……"

"Did that stupid pig Sensei Iwasaki let the tank squadron line up for artillery fire?"

"Baga!"

A trace of blood could not help but seep out from the corner of the Japs Commander's mouth.

"Your Excellency, Commander, this is also explained in the battle report. It is said that this mysterious enemy's troops are equipped with a large tank..."

"Our artillery shells hit such a huge enemy tank and are unable to break through the defense..."

"And once this huge enemy tank gun hits our Type 97 medium tank, it can instantly destroy our Type 97 medium tank..."

"With such a gap, we...will suffer such a disastrous defeat..."

"Your Excellency, Commander, the 41st Division is still requesting evacuation..."

"Your Majesty Commander, I...how should we reply?"

Staff officer Ono said bravely.

This matter is too big for him to make the decision.

"Requesting evacuation?"

"How to evacuate?"

"ah!"

"How did they have the nerve to evacuate?"

"Where's the face?"

"Do they still have the least dignity?"

"Why don't we all die? Let's all die!"

"Baga!"

"Bagya Road!"

"Dead, dead!"

Hysterical roars followed, and the Japanese commander was already going crazy!

"Mysterious Force!"

"Mysterious Force!"

"Still a mysterious force!"

"Ever since my association and entanglement with this mysterious force, this commander has not had a peaceful night's sleep."

"They are nightmares!"

"It's a nightmare!"

The Japanese commander was a little desperate.

The fire in my heart burns without limit at this moment.

Surging, but cool and thin.

"Forehead……"

"Your Excellency, Commander, then...how do I reply to the 41st Division?"

"Let them fight to the death?"

"Be loyal to His Majesty Tian Locust?"

Staff Officer Ono made a certain summary based on the Japanese commander's wishes, and then followed.

Snap!

A loud slap came, and Staff Ono covered his face with a look of grievance...

What did I say wrong again?

"Baga!"

"Do you want to bury all the warriors of the empire?"

"There are eight thousand left...just eight thousand..."

"Let this idiot Iwasaki Sensei take them back to Taiyuan!"

"Let Sensei Iwasaki prepare! Let's go to court-martial with this commander!"

"Baga!"

"Two B divisions! An artillery regiment under the A division! A fully equipped tank regiment!"

"More than 40,000 elites!"

"Only eight thousand left!"
To be continued...