The troops came to attack, and they tolerated it. After all, the soldiers were in the rear, and they were not only responsible for security and transportation, but also regular training. But the problem was that the commander was too conceited and did not conduct tests at all.
It caused more than a hundred casualties. After this incident, instead of introspecting, he asked everyone to discuss the next attack.
As a result, while eating, the opponent attacked and hit his head with gas bombs. He was still confident that the opponent could never have poison gas bombs.
However, if the other party really did exist, the adjutant would have died in vain.
"If the co-captain's attitude and pride can be tempered to some extent, I think it is impossible for Yoshida to tell us nothing."
Is it my fault?
Aoi's eyes darkened. These people wanted to shift the responsibility for this failure onto themselves.
Yes, he is indeed a little conceited, but whoever is not conceited in the first-class division will not think that his salary in the first-class division will be higher and he will be complacent.
He recognized these, but what could this mean?
"You want to commit the following crimes." Aoi's face turned gloomy; "Do you want to rebel?"
The chief of staff saw that everyone was smelling of gunpowder, and he coughed slightly: "I think what we have to consider now is not who will bear this responsibility. What's our fault? We came all the way, but Yoshida did nothing."
Not telling us caused heavy losses to our army."
One sentence made several people's eyes spin.
Yes, this matter has nothing to do with the company. It was all caused by Yoshida. He did it on purpose.
"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, we must accuse them of betraying friendly forces."
"Yes, it's because of them that we suffered the losses we have today."
"Yes, your Excellency, Captain, we must get an explanation for this matter."
The speed at which several people changed their faces made Aoi want to ridicule them, but after thinking about it, he suppressed the thought and nodded, "You are right, this matter is their fault."
Aoi's life was miserable. Yoshida, who had gone to the rear to rest, took up his job comfortably.
Today's meal was very sumptuous. Not only did it include meat, but he also had wine and two stir-fried vegetables.
Being on the front line, they had limited supplies, but now at the rear, they were considered safe.
There is no need to encounter sudden artillery strikes anymore.
"It's been a long time since I've had such a sumptuous meal." Yoshida was in a good mood today. He greeted his staff and his adjutant, "Let's sit down and have a light meal together."
The chief of staff had been working with him for a long time. He thought for a while and raised his head slightly; "Will they use poison gas bombs?"
Yoshida, who picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and thought for a moment and nodded, "I should think that if they are so arrogant, they will definitely attack them. But they have forgotten that the secret service group is not an ordinary force, and Zhou Weiguo is not an easy one to deal with."
Maybe now, they have lost their position and come back."
The adjutant took a bite of meat and raised his head with satisfaction. "Will they pass the responsibility to us? After all, we know about the other party's situation, but we didn't tell them."
"They dare to hand over the positions. That's their problem. What does it have to do with us?" Yoshida picked up the wine glass, but after thinking about it for a while, he nodded again; "I can't tell, this kind of shirk of responsibility.
, it is not unheard of in other places, and even the deployment of troops in order to reconcile conflicts in this area also exists."
The chief of staff also meant the same thing. In fact, he wanted to talk about this issue not long ago.
If the secret service really used poison gas bombs, they might..."
"Send a message to the higher-ups. In addition, send them a message to tell them clearly that the special agent regiment is a very special regiment in the ninth theater. It has firepower and equipment that is not inferior to any of our troops. It also has
Poison gas bombs.”
Does this telegram have any meaning now?
I'm afraid if we want to take action over there.
"But isn't the best opportunity to make a move when eating? Could it be that they would miss such an opportunity?"
"Then it's not our problem. We have already sent the message. As for whether they can't receive it, it has nothing to do with us."
nailed it.
Yamadajima had already picked up everything he could find, and he didn't even miss a bullet on his face.
Compared to weapons and ammunition, he still liked the supplies captured this time.
He was still worried about how to improve the food of the special agent group. Now these things can be said to have solved his urgent need.
"Weiguo. The harvest this time is good, but I think the enemy's revenge will come soon, so I plan to add another dish. Canned pork soup."
Canned pork soup?
"Can you put some vegetables in?"
This canned pork alone is really not enough for thousands of people, but if you put some tea leaves in it, that's a different matter.
"Okay, I'll try my best to find a way and I'll go to the rear to purchase it right away."
Received approval from Zhou Weiguo.
Yamadajima walked behind with his hands behind his back.
His adjutant, or rather guard, the Sichuan soldier he had taken away with him at the beginning, followed him closely with a shell gun hanging on his waist.
His body had gained some muscle during this period and was no longer as skinny as before, but the military uniform still looked a little unfitting for him.
The steel helmet was buckled on his head, almost hiding his beauty.
But he was still very happy. He followed the officer in front of him to eat at the appointed time, and the officer's wife was very friendly to him. The officer's sister also brought him some food every time he went out. Just two days ago.
, and he also got money.
Money is almost a rare thing for him. In fact, the reason why he joined the army was very simple: he couldn't live anymore. As for revenge, he really didn't know who to take revenge from, so he just followed everyone.
Already.
He was very lucky that he could meet such a commander.
"Sir, why do you need to add extra food? Haven't you always told me to live a careful life?"
Yamadajima, who lit his cigarette, turned to look at the little guy and touched his head; "Yes, living a life requires careful planning. After all, our country is poor. Sometimes, some supplies cannot reach the front line smoothly, so we need to be careful.
Already."
no?
The young man frowned in confusion and asked, "Sir, do you want to add more food?"