"Don't hurt your Excellency, Captain, Chinese, what do you want? We can talk!" The Japanese Army Captain was so frightened that he trembled all over.
It's not that he didn't expect his opponent to be so bold and ruthless, using his gun as air to slice raw meat, but the opponent's determination that he didn't dare to shoot made him even more convinced of the news that just seemed like fantasy.
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More importantly, the opponent is right about one thing. The brigade headquarters located one mile away has really had fewer orders since the evening, or there is only one: the existing defense line must be consolidated!
It didn't seem unusual before, but now it's a bit strange when I think about it. Yesterday, almost the whole army of the 6th Infantry Brigade was extremely angry. The division commander who personally went to the brigade headquarters to direct the operation in the early morning would never be willing to accept it.
That's what it's like.
This order was more like the tone of the always cautious brigade commander.
To put it bluntly, that is not the temperament of a division leader, nor is it the temperament that "the strongest division on the surface" should have.
In this case, the captain cannot die, at least not here.
"It seems that Mr. Captain is a sensible person." Tang Dao grinned, showing his red teeth. "Then we can talk."
"But don't worry, I don't want much, and I won't make it too difficult for you. Bring me all the combat maps carried by your wing headquarters, as well as the minutes of all military meetings you went south. By the way,
It's best to have your coalition flag. If you're there, you can use it to clean my leather boots. Then when I'm happy, I might let your captain go now." Tang Dao made the offer with a calm face.
"idiot!"
The one held by Tang Dao like a cabbage and the one standing three meters away from Tang Dao both let out a loud roar!
The first and second requests were easy to say. When Tang Dao said that he wanted to use the regiment flag to polish his shoes, Hashimoto Kingoro, who had been "lying flat", suddenly widened his eyes, and the face of the Japanese captain opposite turned red.
Everyone has a bottom line, even the Japanese who are so brutal when they land on the battlefield, they still have it.
Their bottom line is honor, the honor of the Imperial Army.
You can kill him, trample on him, and insult him, but if you trample under your feet what he once swore to protect for the rest of his life, then he can give up his life.
This is no different from the Chinese soldiers who are willing to lose their lives to defend their homeland.
Tang Dao's last request was extremely excessive.
As for the Japanese captain who was almost crippled by Tang Dao, not to mention that it was impossible to carry the regiment flag with him to the battlefield.
If someone shines his shoes, not only will he die and his entire family suffer, but the entire Imperial Army will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.
"Then why don't you kill the captain now? Then I will kill you again, and finally I will use the knife you used to kill the captain to pierce my chest." The Japanese captain took a few deep breaths to calm down his anger.
After paying attention, his eyes suddenly became firm.
"Doing business! Isn't it all about asking for a high price and getting the money back? I'm just offering my price. You don't have to agree, but there's no need to lift the table!" Tang Dao seemed to have expected this outcome.
"After all, we actually have a common goal. I want to take what I want alive, and Mr. Captain, you also want to save your captain alive, don't you?"
"You can take away the map! But the minutes of the military meeting are at the rear wing headquarters. I can't give them to you. But the important thing is, how do I believe you will return them to the wing commander?" The Japanese Army captain gradually regained his composure, his eyes sharp.
"Soldiers are deceitful! The battlefield is the same as love. The so-called oaths are the most unreliable." Tang Dao's expression remained unchanged. "So, Mr. Captain, you can only bet. You bet on whether I can keep my promise, and also on whether I can keep my promise."
I dare you to enter the battlefield with more than 20 machine guns and rifles aimed at you. After all, my original intention is to take away what I want to take away."
The Japanese army captain was caught in a battle between heaven and man.
He had to consider the pros and cons of this matter. Although his opponent was very open-minded, what he could take away in the end was just an insignificant map. He could ask the Songhu Dispatch Army Headquarters to print another set at any time, because the war was fierce.
The fact that the headquarters was attacked and lost was enough to fool him. As long as the wing commander didn't tell anyone, no one would know.
As for whether the captain will live or die, that's exactly what his opponent said. He can only bet that his opponent will not dare to kill the hostages easily. Moreover, when it comes to the battlefield, if he doesn't aim his gun at him, there will be
More than 20 guns.
Moreover, those who can be selected into the wing guard squadron and eventually stay at the front-line headquarters for defense are all accurate in their marksmanship.
He may have more chances to rescue the captain.
"Okay, as you said, you are 30 meters away from us. You must let go of our captain, otherwise our army will open fire. If you can keep your promise, I, Ishibashi Xinyi, swear on the honor of the Imperial Army to let you go."
I will not notify the entire army until you are 50 meters away." The Japanese Army Captain's eyes were full of unwillingness, but his face was solemn and he said.
"Then, I have to bet on this fate just like Mr. Captain." Tang Dao showed a faint smile on his face and nodded. "That's it, it's a deal!"
As the Army Captain turned around and went out, soon, a backpack was picked up by the Army Captain and prepared to throw it from a distance to Tang Dao, who was still standing in the headquarters.
However, Tang Dao shook his head to stop him. Tang Dao, whose hands were not idle, signaled the captain to take them out one by one and show them, and the captain had no choice but to follow the instructions tirelessly.
Until there is nothing in the bag.
The army captain did not play any tricks in the cloth bag.
Tang Dao frowned, the Japanese captain didn't realize what he had done wrong.
Tang Dao had no choice but to remind: "There are still some on the table. Please put them away, Mr. Captain! I think your commander, your Excellency, won't be able to use them."
"Bitch!" The Japanese Army Captain could only express his contempt in his heart for Tang Dao's behavior of taking bread and taking the crumbs with him.
How miserable must the Chinese be? They are fighting on their own country’s soil, but they still have to steal the opponent’s map.
The Japanese Army Captain's contempt is indeed true. Compared to Japan, which has attracted China's attention more than ten years ago or even decades ago, the Chinese government is really inferior to the Japanese in terms of map drawing.
Let alone an important town like Songhu, a fertile land like Jiangnan, or even a densely forested mountain like Wangwu Taihang, Japanese spies could clearly record the existence of a stream there.
The maps of the 67th Army and the 43rd Army are far less detailed than the Japanese army's combat map of the coalition headquarters.
Tang Dao even saw a map of Jinling from his backpack.
How can you be undefeated if you are deliberately planning to face an opponent who is ignorant?
However, China will not lose if it fights and loses again and again and loses and fights again and again.
Tang Dao carried the thin Japanese commander out of the headquarters and walked towards the battlefield under the gaze of more than two dozen astonished Japanese soldiers.
Only this time, the thin Japanese colonel became his shield. His limp body was held in front of his chest by Tang Dao, trying his best to hide his body behind the shield.
Facing more than 20 elite Japanese troops, even Tang Dao did not dare to expose his vital points easily. If he was shot in the head by a precise shooter, Tang Dao could not guarantee that he could still support the Japanese commander.
The twenty-odd Japanese soldiers who encountered such a drastic change were worthy of being elites. After a brief commotion, they aimed their rifles at Tang Dao from various fortifications densely surrounding the headquarters.
Tang Dao had goosebumps all over his body.
His instinct told him that he was being targeted by more than twenty guns.
This is truly dancing on the edge of a knife, and you may be beaten into a honeycomb at any time.
Fortunately, he still has an important hostage.
Slowly retreating to about twenty meters away from the Japanese soldiers who were staring at him eagerly, the moonlight in the sky was extremely bright, enough to clearly place Tang Dao's figure in the sight of the Japanese soldiers.
But the Japanese captain was still uneasy and fired a flare regardless of the risk, illuminating the area around Tang Dao in white.
The original houses in this area had been destroyed by the Japanese heavy artillery, and were later ravaged by the Japanese 75 mountain artillery and 105 howitzers. Basically, there were only some ruins left. It was okay to crawl in them to avoid bullets, but if you wanted to avoid grenades, then
It can only be a beautiful imagination.
And at this distance, no grenade is needed at all. Just throwing a wave of grenades can blow anyone who dares to hide into pieces.
The Japanese captain was not worried at all that Tang Dao could kill the hostages and escape here.
What he was worried about was that after ten meters, the distance of 30 meters was too long.
But he could only bet that his opponent didn't want to die either.
But Tang Dao never plays his cards according to reason.
