Battle of the Third Reich

The truck in the accident could not be moved, so the army officers and soldiers could only squeeze on the remaining eight trucks, crying farewell to their coalition captain, and continuing to carry out the order against the rebel army.

Although the marines were full of dissatisfaction, the command of the chief was very clear. They could only stand by the road and watch the horse dung leave.

Of course, the naval officers and soldiers present have every reason to disobey the "disorder" of the major general. The problem is that this is obviously at the risk of being worn by the superiors after the incident has subsided. Major General Takeda is not an open-minded guy himself. To cover up this scandal, he can use any shameless means. That kind of smart guy might be transferred to an island to catch crabs.

"I'm satisfied, Osamu Watanabe, is it possible to let go of your commander now?" Miyamoto Nakasa said to Osamu Watanabe in a calm manner.

"Xiexi, the 116 divisions all know that I am Watanabe the most faithful person, and the promises made must be completed even if you lose your life. I promised that you will release His Excellency Takeda, of course, I will not not talk about credit. It’s just that I don’t How can I trust this guy..." Watanabe tapped Takeda's head with the back of his saber, and the result stirred an angry scold.

The Marines actually despise Takeda’s weak performance just now, but the commander is always his own commander anyway. The basic attitude is still to be expressed. The other party cannot be allowed to hit the navy face with such impunity.

"Please be respectful, Your Excellency." Miyamoto said with a low face.

"Sorry, I'm rude, Miyamoto Nakasa." Watanabe apologized in his mouth, but there was an expression of disapproval on his face.

"How on earth are you willing to let go of the Major General," Miyamoto asked aloud.

"Wait." Watanabe replied.

"Wait? What does that mean." Miyamoto's face was puzzled.

"Wait for half an hour, and no one will be allowed to leave this place within half an hour. When the time comes, I will naturally release His Excellency Takeda, and I will let you do whatever I want." Watanabe replied coldly.

"It turns out that you want to delay time! So that we can't rush to the Bund to support, it really is a cunning guy, do you think I will agree to this rude request?" Miyamoto said with a sneer.

"I don't know if you will agree, but I know he will." Watanabe shook Takeda in his hand.

"Don't be too intrusive, Watanabe Daisuke, I will never agree to this request. If you want me to disobey the order of the detachment command, you might as well kill me directly here." Takeda said, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Lived the blade of Watanabe.

"Let's go together, Rescue Commander." Miyamoto found a chance and immediately flew towards the other party.

"Let go! Kunoya deer." Watanabe was agitated by Takeda's sudden rise, he shook his sword and scolded.

From the beginning, Daisuke Watanabe has been bluffing. The army, Daisuo, who has received strict military education since childhood, never thought of killing a navy general in the past.

"Do it, you bastard!" Takeda's palm has been cut by the blade, and the bright red blood dripping down the fingers.

At this point, Miyamoto had already rushed to the two of them. He was originally a master of judo, and he eagerly exerted all his strength. Naruto Nakasa grabbed Watanabe's wrist with a knife and turned his hips over his waist, which was a clean and sharp fall.

Although Watanabe is a swordsman, at this time the blade was caught by someone else, and at the same time was approached by a judo master. In this case, even if the last article is resurrected, I am afraid that it will only be beaten.

Because the speed was too fast, Watanabe was too late to respond, and his body was already vacated from the ground, and Miyamoto was thrown on the asphalt road fiercely the next moment. The Army's Da Zuo Haoxuan didn't give up the gas, and he had been pressed by a group of officers and soldiers of the Marine Corps before he recovered.

A sturdy Marine Corps Cao broke apart Dazuo's fingers and handed over the general's army knife that was still stained with the blood of Major General Takeda. Body.

Osamu Watanabe, whose limbs were restrained, was unable to even protect his head and face at this time. In less than ten seconds, the captain of the coalition was beaten beyond recognition.

Finally, Takeda made a speech to stop the Marines from continuing their atrocities. Although Watanabe's crime was very serious, but always the emperor's commanded officer, if the soldiers were killed like this, the Navy could not afford this responsibility.

"Drag him to the car in the back and send a squad to take care of it, so he can't let him have any accidents." Takeda was sitting on a chair "requisitioned" from the street shop by his subordinates, bandaged by the accompanying military doctors Knife wound.

"That army is not going long, we can send an armored car squadron to catch up..." Miyamoto made suggestions aside.

"Then what to do? Fight with the army on the street?" Takeda looked up at Miyamoto.

Japan’s Army and Navy officers’ positions are frequently transferred, and few people can hold a position for more than three years, so the maintenance relationship of the Japanese Army and Navy generally depends on their seniority. Only the top generals have the opportunity to cultivate their own Descendants.

Miyamoto is only a powerful subordinate to Takeda, and has not yet reached the level of pushing his heart. Although Miyamoto has rescued him from Watanabe's hand just now, he has not allowed Takeda to give his intentions to the other side.

After the trouble on the transitional side, the navy had already got enough control of the army in this matter, and there was no need to go to the Bund to drain the muddy water. Morality is still on the navy side. If you let your subordinates catch up and eventually conflict, the nature of the incident will be completely changed.

At that time, it will become the navy's attempt to gain power, ignoring the overall situation and any means. What happened just now is no longer the handle of the army's violence against the navy, but instead it will become a proof of his incompetence and incompetence.

"Order the troops to get on the train again, and we will proceed at the normal speed. By the way, what about Murayama and Tsukamoto? Is the injury serious?" Takeda finally remembered his thug and driver.

"Murayama Wuchang injured his chest and abdomen, and the wound was very long but not deep. It seems that Watanabe is merciful. Cao Tsukamoto was caught in the door by the car door, and the four phalanges in his left hand were broken. Unable to drive." Miyamoto reported.

"It's just my hands, then why didn't I see him just now?" The major general seemed unable to find the driver in his memory.

"He was too scared, so... hiding under the car." Miyamoto felt a little embarrassed, scratching his cheek and answered.

"This guy...can't blame him, there are six children in his family to support." Takeda said with a smile of shaking his head.

"Okay, let Nine Ghost Wuchang replace Shizukamoto. Are things ready?" Takeda turned his bandaged palm, feeling it would not affect the activity.

"According to your size, it has been taken and placed in the car." Miyamoto replied.

"Very good, let's gather troops." Takeda nodded in satisfaction.

"Oh! Your Commander!" Miyamoto bowed.

Although Dasa Watanabe was beaten miserably, he suffered some skin injuries, and his mind remained sober. Under the command of a second lieutenant, several marines threw Da Zuo into the back bucket of a truck.

Watanabe tried to sit upright against the board and began to wait for the truck to transport him away, but after a while, an army officer was thrown down below.

"Fujiwara, why are you, why didn't you go with everyone." Watanabe was surprised to find that the man was actually his lieutenant Fujiwara.

"I asked to stay. As the assistant commander of the United captain, where is the chief, where should I be." Fujiwara walked to Watanabe and leaned against the captain.

"You are a fool, Fujiwara. This matter has nothing to do with you at all. I bear all the responsibilities. You don't want to use your mind, it is not worth ruining your future for this matter. Remember you said that there are elderly parents at home. With the newly-wed wife, they have always been looking forward to you, do not do stupid things that will disappoint them, and now ask them to let you go before it is too late, that Miyamoto looks like a reasonable guy..." He was very moved and Watanabe was even more reluctant to involve this young man.

"It's okay, Dazuo, I've thought about it, but it's a big deal to be forced to retire. My parents will understand that they also want me to be a responsible man." Fujiwara replied seriously.

"You guy... I can't do anything with you." Watanabe knew that although the adjutant looked frail in appearance, he actually had an unusually stubborn character.

"Sir, what will you do this time." Fujiwara asked.

"It should be sent to a military court. If you are unlucky, you may be sentenced to death. If you are lucky, you should take off this uniform." Watanabe replied indifferently.

"Everyone will stand up to testify for you, sir."

"It might work, maybe it doesn't work, who knows, but I still have to thank everyone. By the way, Fujiwara...if you retire and go home, what are you going to do?" Watanabe turned his head and looked at Fujiwara's side face.

"I...I honestly haven't thought about this yet. Maybe...will open a tofu shop." Fujiwara raised his head and looked at the blue sky.

"Tofu shop?" Watanabe asked in surprise.

"Yeah, at home, my wife often makes tofu on her own. Sometimes it's done too much, so I take it to the neighbors to taste it. None of the people who have eaten it are praiseless.

My old house is right on the street, and the renovation is a good facade. By then my wife will make tofu at home. I drove the car to deliver it to each family. It should be no problem to maintain my life. "

Lieutenant Fujiwara may have thought of his wife, with a tender and sweet expression on his face, and Daisuke Watanabe was choked by dog ​​food for a while, so he bowed his head and said nothing.

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