The piece of paper seemed to be against him and fell directly at his feet.
The words above, if brought to life, were brought into his mind.
There are no mines ahead.
Believe your mother's ghost.
Nakamura Shoji's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He didn't know how many times this had happened, but the first time was when his motorcycle was bombed for no reason, and the second time was when the other party reminded him that there were mines ahead. He believed it, and it took him half an hour to send mine detectors.
I took the time to clear mines. In the end, a pile of scrap copper and iron was actually swept out, but the damn Chinese actually pooped a few pieces of shit.
Thinking of the golden color in the hands of the minesweeper, he felt nauseated and almost vomited out what he had eaten.
Then, there was a mine ahead, but he didn't believe it, and finally exploded the sharp-sword soldier. Now, this kind of thing that makes you completely confused whether there is something ahead or not, has made him a little sleepy and unable to deal with it.
He doesn't know whether he should trust or not.
Believe it or not, if you let the soldiers in and it explodes again, you will be disgraced and your morale will be greatly reduced. If you don’t believe it, letting the minesweepers take action is a waste of time, and if nothing can be dug out by then, then you
His face is also dull.
Forget about tossing people, I’ll give you two choices. Neither of them will end well, and you’ll both be embarrassed anyway. Of course, there is a third option, which is that you guessed it right. This chance is not impossible, it’s extremely slim.
Looking at the soldiers behind him who had stopped waiting for news about him, Nakamura Shoji looked at the gray ground in front of him with young grass growing out, and he quickly considered what to do next.
He looked at the chief of staff, hoping that the chief of staff could give him a suggestion.
As the chief of staff, he must be quite smart. How could he not know that this thing looks very simple, but in fact it is a trap. No matter what you say, once you adopt it and problems arise, it is not the responsibility of the commander.
, but it is your own responsibility.
When the time comes, you will be responsible for what you say now.
"What do you think of the current situation?" The chief of staff wanted to bow his head and say nothing, but Nakamura Shoji obviously did not intend to give him this opportunity.
I have to let you say it.
Isn't this fatal?
It was impossible not to say it. The chief of staff looked at Nakamura Shoji and could only slowly look at the winding road in the distance and protected by trees; "Imperial soldiers are invincible.
"
idiot.
I want you to fart here.
It's up to you to decide how the Imperial soldiers are. What I want to know is how to face them next, whether to advance or use minesweepers to clear mines. I don't want you to say how the Imperial soldiers are.
It's totally wrong.
The dissatisfaction was directly displayed on his face. Seeing that he was about to get angry, the chief of staff stepped forward; "The enemy is cowardly, so he uses this method that lacks the virtues of his eighteenth generation ancestors to block our army. This can only
It shows that they can't stop our attack at all, they just want to use this method to block it a little. I believe that the soldiers of our empire can defeat the enemy in the first attack and occupy Chenzhuang.
, blocking the enemy’s evacuation path.”
Understood, Nakamura Shoji understood what the chief of staff meant.
Ignore the rest, the minesweepers just sweep away. Although the time is delayed, the soldiers survived, and I can still have a good reputation of caring for the soldiers. As for the enemies in front, they are just a group of beggars, they can't stop them.
Hold on to your own offense.
"The minesweepers come forward." Nakamura Shoji stretched out his hand and pointed to the gray road in the distance.
This tossing makes time slow down.
Zhou Weiguo returned to the bunker with sandbags and pine trees piled on it. When he was looking at the situation in the distance with a telescope, Hu Yong from the reserve team came to Zhou Weiguo and pointed into the distance: "Captain, it's been several hours, why haven't they come here yet?
"
Zhou Weiguo handed the binoculars to the guard beside him, returned to the stool made of ammunition boxes, crossed his legs, and lit the unsealed cigarette on the map and took a puff; "Isn't it strange?"
Hu Yong bowed his head with certainty; "Of course, I don't have much distance to go forward, which is about seven or eight kilometers. They should have been here long ago. How could they?"
snort……
Zhou Weiguo had long known how Hu Yong buried landmines, a pattern even more shameless than his own. How could the other party withstand such torture and speculation?
If you make the wrong choice between the two, your soldiers will suffer and your morale will drop. If you make the right bet, you will win.
But how dare you gamble on this thing, so he estimated that Nakamura Shoji was currently using the stupidest method, which was to use minesweepers to move forward little by little. Regardless of whether there were any or not, it was better than trying his luck.
"It's all thanks to you. I dug so many holes for him along the way. I'm afraid that now, he is frantically clearing mines on the road." After Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, he smiled but suddenly thought of something and took a picture.
His own thigh; "Hu Yong, bring a mortar and a few shells and follow me immediately."
Jiang Yue was discussing the situation with several staff officers. Seeing that Zhou Weiguo had grabbed his helmet and walked out of the bunker, he hurriedly asked, "Why don't you run out again? Give me the command."
Zhou Weiguo didn't look back; "No, I'll be out for a while and I'll be back. If you're okay, go check the position."
Hu Yong followed him out in a hurry, took a few soldiers to carry the mortar, and caught up with Zhou Weiguo who had already walked down the hillside to the road and asked, "Commander, where are we going?"
Horse-drawn cross.
I miscalculated.
The mission is to hold on for two days. Starting today, that is, at this time the day after tomorrow, I will be able to evacuate.
If the Japanese army wants to take their time, let them take their time. Don't they rely on the minesweepers? It doesn't matter. Let them kill them themselves. It depends on what they do.
What a mistake. If I had thought of this earlier, I might have set off on my own. Now I'm afraid they have walked a long distance.
"Go and fight their minesweepers." After Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, he looked at Hu Yong with some worry; "Do you have many mines in ambush?"
He must know this before he can know how much time he can buy for the entire regiment.
Even if you fight for five more minutes, you will reduce a lot of casualties.
Hu Yong touched his head and smiled, revealing his teeth that were a little yellowed by the incense smoke; "There are not many real ones, there are more fake ones, and there are a lot of real and fake ones mixed together. I can't remember it anyway."
Clear."
That's all. Zhou Weiguo interrupted Hu Yong's treacherous smile and pointed into the distance: "Let's leave quickly. If we are late, we won't be able to catch up."