Depressed, very depressed, a deathly depression, this feeling enveloped Tang Tianhao's regiment, making people feel a little suffocated.

The source of this depression is Naoen Itatsu, who is wearing a military uniform with the rank of colonel and is the captain of the Third Battalion of the Japanese Independent Guards.

Itatsu Naoen stood in front of Mishima's body without saying a word. His face now looked like rotten pig liver, red with purple in it, and even a little black. It was probably because he lost a bit of stench.

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Behind him, a row of officers from the Third Brigade of the Independent Guard stood solemnly, bowing their heads, not daring to shout, for fear that their captain would vent his anger on themselves.

Tang Tianhao stood opposite him, with an apology on his face. He reached out and took off the military cap on his head, and then reached out to touch the hair on his head, "Captain Banjin Zhiyuan, I'm really sorry. The warehouse in my barracks has been converted into a toilet.

Mishima Taijun may have sleepwalked there, but he actually fell into the cesspit and drowned. This is really our dereliction of duty. I must investigate this matter carefully when I get back to see which kid failed to cover the cesspit and ended up destroying the great Japanese nation.

The officers of the Kwantung Army drowned in the cesspool."

Banjin Zhiyuan was almost driven crazy when he heard Tang Tianhao's words. He knew this was a trap set by Tang Tianhao, but he was dumb and couldn't tell the pain. Tang Tianhao didn't invite him to hang out in the warehouse in the middle of the night. Now

Saying this, it is already giving him face.

But this anger was held in his heart, and he really couldn't let it out. If he didn't vent it, he would have to explode.

"Baga, who told you not to wash your feet yesterday?" As soon as he turned around, Itazu Naoyuan's white-gloved palm hit the face of a squadron leader behind him. The force was so strong that he staggered.

Fell out.

He knew that the captain was angry with him because of Mishima's death, but he couldn't express his pain. He could only bow suddenly and said, "Yes, captain, you must wash your feet when you get back!"

He was secretly angry. From now on, he would wash his feet three times a day, even if he had to use boiling water and scald them into pig's trotters.

After venting his anger on the squadron leader, Banjin Naoyuan felt a little better. He raised his head and looked at Tang Tianhao, who was opposite him with a respectful expression. He forced a smile on his face and said, "Captain Tang, this matter

I can’t blame you, Mishima’s problem with sleepwalking has been there for a long time, and now he has found this problem himself, so don’t worry about it.”

Tang Tianhao was about to hold back his internal injuries. He suppressed his smile and still looked very regretful, "Oh, an outstanding officer of the Japanese Kwantung Army, a young master of the One-Sword Style, died like this.

Being in the cesspit is really too frustrating, and it’s really not worth dying.”

The muscles on Banjin Zhiyuan's face were jumping. He hurriedly waved to Tang Tianhao, then turned and walked outside, "Captain Tang, I want to go back to study the sweep, so I won't stay here any longer. I'll come back when I have time."

." He knew that if he stayed any longer, he would vomit blood and die.

After Itazu Naoyuan left with a group of Japanese officers, thunderous laughter suddenly erupted in Tang Tianhao's room. The laughter made people feel like the roof was about to be blown off, and the walls on all sides were shaking.

Inside the room, Shunzi laughed and wiped her tears, "Captain, the little devil looks so funny. His face was blue with anger. This time is really fun, grandma's."

Tang Tianhao also laughed hard, but he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then said seriously, "This time we have put the devils on the spot. He will definitely not give up when he comes down. He must find a way to cause us trouble. During this time

You tell the brothers below to restrain themselves and not leave the barracks unless there is nothing wrong. If anyone causes trouble outside, I will skin him."

Shunzi stood at attention and responded, "Yes, commander, I will give the order to the following."

The people in the room had laughed enough, and then they separated and prepared for the next thing.

Of course, the security forces would accompany this Japanese raid, and they would probably be used as cannon fodder. Tang Tianhao had to make some preparations in advance. He didn't want the team he had worked so hard to build up to be used by the Japanese.

Now, what Tang Tianhao looks forward to the most is the battle to regain Fengtian. At that time, he can stand upright in front of people without wearing this dog skin that has been scolded.

Just as he was immersed in his work, the walkie-talkie suddenly rang. When he picked it up, Peng Yun's voice came from inside, sounding a little angry, "Commander, the third battalion commander doesn't know what happened. He suddenly came out."

When he went to the barracks, the sentry asked him the reason, but he didn't care at all, hit his horse and rushed out."

When Tang Tianhao heard this, he stood up and shouted in a deep voice, "No, something must have happened."

"Then what should we do now?" Peng Yun on the other side of the intercom was also anxious. The third battalion commander came with them from the Northeast Army. He is a very bold and passionate man and one of the core members of their men. If he can do something,

What the hell, that's a loss.

Tang Tianhao took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then said, "Let's do it this way, you ask Shunzi to lead a group of brothers to the third battalion commander's house to see if something happened; you take the people there

Check out the places he often goes to, I guess he should go to these places."

"Okay, I'll leave now!" Peng Yun responded, then hung up the intercom, turned around and shouted to his correspondent, "Xiao Lizi, prepare your horses." He grabbed the phone and dialed the number of Shunzi 1st Battalion.

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When the call was connected, Peng Yun gave the order without waiting for Shunzi to speak, "Shunzi, the commander of the third battalion suddenly rushed out of the camp. The commander asked you to go and see if anything happened to his family. How many people did you bring?

Go check it out personally, remember to stay calm and don’t be impulsive when things happen.”

Shunzi responded, and then heard him yelling at his signal soldier.

Peng Yun put down the phone, grabbed the riding whip handed over by Xiao Li, a signal soldier, and strode out of the house.

Outside the house, a platoon of cavalry has been assembled and is waiting for Peng Yun to come out. Peng Yunfei got on his horse, whipped his whip on the horse's butt and shouted, "Qiu!"

The war horse's ears pricked up and it rushed out of the camp gate like a gust of wind. The cavalry from that platoon followed closely behind and rushed out.

After galloping along the street for about a mile, there was a fork in the road. Peng Yun reined in his horse and shouted to the cavalry behind him, "Everyone, spread out and go to the places where the third battalion commander often goes. Be sure to

Find him and set off”

The cavalrymen made a promise, then dispersed and ran away along different roads, each going to his own place.

Peng Yun looked at it and saw that everyone was gone. He took his correspondent Xiao Li and rushed along a road to the north, heading straight for the Shanhe Tea House.
Chapter completed!