Nandu walked out of Sakagaki's office, followed the squadron leader's instructions, and went directly to the army to receive his team.
When I arrived at the Japanese garrison barracks in Tonggu City, I saw a sergeant lecturing in front of a small group of soldiers lined up neatly on the playground.
Nan Dou straightened his military uniform, walked forward vigorously, and walked up to the team.
When the sergeant saw the second lieutenant coming, he immediately turned around, stood at attention, saluted, and said respectfully: "Sir, is this second lieutenant Nanto Jiro, right?"
Nandu returned the courtesy and replied: "Yes."
The sergeant bowed deeply and said: "Second Lieutenant Nandu, sergeant Takizawa has been ordered by Captain Sakagaki to organize the team and is here to wait for your briefing."
Nandu looked at the sergeant Takizawa in front of him. He must be in his forties, and there was a scar on his face that must have been scratched by a bullet.
The Type 97 sniper rifle looks like a senior sniper at first glance, but I don’t understand why he still has the title of sergeant.
Nandu didn't want to ask the reason in public, but the sergeant couldn't carry a samurai sword, so he didn't dare to neglect, and quickly bowed deeply: "Please take care of me."
"Please take care of me." Takizawa bowed deeply again.
Nandu stood in front of the team and glanced at his team. They were not many in number. There were twelve soldiers in total. Including himself and Takizawa, there were only 14 people. However, the equipment was extraordinary. The ten soldiers carried ordinary imperial weapons.
The troops are rarely equipped with a 100-style assault rifle. The other two soldiers carry a crooked machine gun on their shoulders, and each soldier is equipped with a bayonet and a Wangba box pistol. This is clearly the equipment of the Imperial Special Operations Forces.
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Looking at these soldiers, needless to say, Takizawa, the other twelve soldiers, all have dark faces, high spirits, and murderous eyes.
Nandu suddenly felt that the task assigned to him by Squadron Leader Sakagaki was very glorious and very arduous. He wanted to lead the soldiers and shout a few words "Long live the sky", but for some reason he did not shout. He just saw that the entire team was completely ready to go on the expedition.
When he was ready, he waved his hand and said: "Let's go."
"Hi." A group of bloodthirsty wolf-dog-like devils shouted. Under the leadership of Takizawa, they walked to the truck and motorcycle with neat steps, boarded the truck and set off.
When the car and motorcycle were driving on the road, both Nandu and Takizawa were sitting in the cab. Nandu finally couldn't help but ask Takizawa.
"Takizawa-kun has been in the army for many years, right?" Nandu asked tentatively.
"Reporting to Second Lieutenant, he joined the army in 1905 and participated in the Russo-Japanese War." Takizawa lowered his head and replied.
"Takizawa-kun is a senior, please don't be too polite."
"Hi." Takizawa replied softly.
"When did the wounds on the face leave a mark of glory?"
"When I was a teenager, I participated in the Russo-Japanese War. A bullet grazed my face, but I was lucky enough not to die."
"There should be a lot of injuries on the body."
"He was shot three times and wounded twice by shells."
"Takizawa-kun has distinguished himself in battle."
"Thank you, Nandu-kun." The atmosphere of the conversation gradually eased.
"Takizawa-kun, please forgive me for being so presumptuous, but your military rank should not be just sergeant?"
"Takizawa's fault, I'm sorry Tenhuang, was that he led a team to fight against the US military in the Pacific battlefield. The entire team of more than 100 people was completely destroyed. Only I came back and was directly demoted from major to sergeant by the division commander."
"I'm disrespectful, junior." Nan Dou bowed his head.
"You're welcome, Nanto-san. Takizawa is now the sergeant, and the second lieutenant is Takizawa's commander."
"No, Takizawa-kun has worked hard and has rich combat experience. This junior Nanto has set foot on the battlefield in Southeast Asia for the first time. Thanks to the great love of Squadron Leader Sakagaki, he has been entrusted with the important task. I also ask for Takizawa-kun's advice."
"Mr. Nandu, I don't take advice seriously. It's just that the scope of the empire's campaigns is vast. As a veteran who has experienced countless lives and deaths, I don't think I should commit suicide if I fail in the battle. The division commander believes that I am not worthy of being an imperial warrior, so I was demoted."
"Winning or losing is a common thing for a soldier. Seeing that Takizawa-kun is carrying a Type 97 sniper rifle produced by the empire, Takizawa-kun must be an expert in small team combat. From today on, Nan will learn more from Takizawa-kun."
"Nanto-kun is too modest. You are the elite of the empire's young officers. Nanto-kun can take command of the small team, but Takizawa will give you full assistance."
"Yoshi."
"Haha" "Haha" An ambitious young Japanese devil and an old Japanese devil whose hands were stained with blood quickly reached a consensus. The two little Japanese aggression machines looked at each other and laughed together. This laughter was cold and cunning.
But in the end they cannot escape the fate of destruction.