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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Ninth Enlightenment and Power

It had been less than a day since Jiang Yige took over the 8th Regiment, but his image of cruelty and coldness had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts. Several Indonesian captains followed him fearfully and walked to the dozen Japanese soldiers who were responsible for distributing breakfast. What will come,

Far away, a second lieutenant came to Jiang Yige, took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it over, flatteringly: "Colonel Sasaki, you are here for breakfast. ?”

Jiang Yige did not take his cigarette, but walked to the dozen big pots where people could be seen, took a look, and then asked coldly: "Is that all there is?"

The second lieutenant nodded and bowed: "Of course not, yours is over here."

Under the leadership of the second lieutenant, Jiang Yige and his Indonesian men soon saw more than a dozen large pots. These pots were filled with thick porridge. In a steamer, there were even a dozen steamed buns.

"Move away." Jiang Yige waved to his men,

The second lieutenant's expression suddenly changed. He walked around to Jiang Yige and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, you can't do this."

"Hmph." Jiang Yige sneered and kicked the second lieutenant away. He immediately groaned in pain and said, "Take it away, don't you hear me?" Jiang Yige kicked the second lieutenant as if nothing happened. Kicked away, then turned around and shouted at several Indonesian captains,

"Ah, Hai." The Indonesians replied loudly and called their men to come over and move the pot. The Indonesians were very conscious and knew their position, so even though they had guessed Jiang Yige's intentions, they were still not sure. Someone asked in a low voice : "Sir, what do you mean?"

"Since last night, you have been a member of the Imperial Army of Japan, so you should enjoy the treatment of the Imperial Army. Why, you are used to being pigs and dogs, don't you want to be human?" Jiang Yige said in a deep voice,

The Indonesians were stunned. One of them couldn't help but his eyes turned red. He immediately stood up and saluted, and responded loudly with the loudest voice he could: "Hai."

"I may not be able to guarantee that you will be able to go back alive, but as long as I am in the 8th Wing, no one will dare to discriminate against you anymore." Jiang Yige seemed to be talking to himself, and all the Indonesian captains looked at him. His eyes suddenly became hot, and two of them, who must have been straight-tempered, walked straight up to him and bowed: "Your Excellency, we are here to assure you that from now on, no one in the 8th Wing will dare to question it again. We can only repay your orders and your kindness with our lives."

Those dozen cauldrons of thick porridge were originally reserved for the real Imperial Army, but because Jiang Yige, with a sinister look on his face, was watching from the side, the "Pseudo-Imperial Army" of the 8th Regiment was about to serve them. At that time, the second lieutenant and his fire-headed soldiers dared not speak out, and could only stand there like wood. They did not dare to put their dissatisfaction into action due to Jiang Yige's power, but the real name of the 37th Regiment The Japs did not buy this account. Although these real Japs of the Fourth Division were like dogs in front of the trainees and were proud of being able to "endure humiliation and survive", in front of the Indonesians and puppet soldiers from various countries, they But they all quite enjoyed their status as superiors. When they came to eat with tableware carelessly, they found that only the porridge that could be seen was left. The "Imperial Army" lost his temper, and a group of people gathered in several large buildings. Under the leadership of the captain, they rushed to the dining spot of the 8th Regiment in a fierce manner.

"Ba Ge, how dare you steal our breakfast."

"A bunch of guys who don't deserve to be fucked, give me a beating."

... No matter where you are, even in North China where Okamura Neiji is the commander, even though the top brass of the Japanese army have strict orders not to allow the imperial army to beat and scold the puppet troops, such things still happen from time to time, and the puppet troops also know their own Positioning, so unless you are crazy, you will definitely not appeal the Japanese high-level chicken feathers as a command arrow. After the Indonesians were incorporated into the fourth division, they were beaten by the imperial army frequently, so when they became the commander of the 37th Regiment When the Japanese soldiers came to kill them fiercely, they didn't even think of resisting. Instead, they quickly poured the porridge into their mouths in order to get more money from the beating.

However, since Jiang Yige dared to take the risk of letting them snatch rice porridge, he naturally couldn't let them get beaten in vain and let his hard work of combining kindness and power go to waste.

The Japs of the 37th Regiment were having a good time beating him up. He showed up at the fight scene with several Indonesian captains.

Seeing him, the Japanese soldiers of the 37th Regiment showed no mercy. After all, they thought, they and Jiang Yige were both Japanese, so they should be standing in the same trench.

The two captains who led the team did not know that they were destined to become one of Jiang Yige's chickens today. They greeted them with a respectful smile, took out the cigarettes they finally bought in Hainan and handed them to them.

Jiang Yige didn't take their cigarettes, or even look at them. Instead, he walked up to the group of Indonesian soldiers who were being beaten. He stepped up and kicked one of the guys over. He stared at the group of people holding their heads and only knowing what to do. The Indonesians who came to obey yelled: "Ba Ge, a bunch of cowards, are you still men? If you don't retaliate when you are scolded, how can I expect you to defeat the enemy on the battlefield?"

Not many Indonesians can understand Japanese, and Jiang Yige has long been positioned as a devil-like existence in their minds, so they just hold their heads tighter with both hands. Of course, the Japanese soldiers of the 37th Regiment can After understanding this sentence, they looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn’t dare to take action.

After severely kicking a few Indonesian soldiers who looked particularly useless, Jiang Yige looked at the Japanese soldiers who were beating them and shouted coldly: "Why, do you think our 8th Regiment is easy to bully?"

"Sir, they are stealing our breakfast." A sergeant protested,

Jiang Yige glanced at him coldly, and said with a sneer: "I ordered it, why?"

The sergeant was startled and looked at the two captains behind Jiang Yige, not daring to say anything.

The two captains had already sensed that something was wrong. One of them suppressed his uneasiness and stepped forward and said to Jiang Yige: "Your Majesty Colonel..."

He was interrupted by Jiang Yige before he finished speaking. Jiang Yige turned to him and shouted coldly: "As a military chief, you actually take the lead in making trouble. Hmph, that's what Mr. Pingshan taught you."

Hirayama-kun's full name is Hirayama Ichiro, he is the captain of the 37th Regiment.

The two captains were silent and did not dare to answer at all.

Jiang Yige turned to several Indonesian captains and said: "You haven't been following me for long, and you still don't understand my temperament, so I don't blame you this time, but I don't hope there will be a next time," he said. At this point, he pointed his hand at the Japanese soldiers of the 37th Regiment and shouted: "You actually dare to come to my camp to beat people. I am tired of living. Now, fight me back. If you lose, you There’s no need to stay here anymore.”

"Hai." Several Indonesian captains responded loudly, roaring and taking the lead in charging towards the Japanese soldiers of the 37th Regiment.

A melee began immediately, and the melee lasted for twenty minutes. All the more than 300 people killed by the 37th Regiment were beaten to the ground...

All the provocative soldiers from the 37th Regiment were carried down. However, the Indonesians did not cheer. A cruel reality was also placed in front of them. Are the imperial troops so easy to fight? They are just a group of followers. That's all. The feeling of fear has filled the hearts of every Indonesian. Many people have even begun to consider the escape route. If it doesn't work, just run away.

Jiang Yige stood up at this time, and this devil-like man showed a rare smile: "Well done, go back to training, you don't have to worry about the next thing." He said to several Indonesian captains,

The Indonesians retreated in doubt, and with the punishment order issued by the division and regiment headquarters, the 8th Regiment was only given a collective warning. In the hearts of the Indonesians, Jiang Yige's image began to become brighter.


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