Rise From Eight Hundred

Chapter 127 Refusing to admit his guilt

 It’s not particularly sad that one’s machine gun positions were attacked by Chinese artillery fire.

Anyway, people die every day, whether they die early or late, the Japanese colonel whose bottom line has been breached time and time again has long been numb to the so-called casualty figures.

This thing is like a strong man being forced to do something by another strong man. The first time, his mind was completely shattered, and the result happened again and again, that's it.

The Japanese colonel was sad that he was deceived by the Chinese who had no spirit of contract at all.

 Baga, didn’t we agree that we must withdraw our troops from the concession early this morning? I went to great lengths to place all the machine guns, just to let you greet me with a bunch of shells?

"Chinese! What a despicable nation, they don't keep their promises at all!" The Japanese colonel almost broke his two rows of back molars.

“Your Excellency, the Wing Commander, the artillery squadron directly under the Wing has called us, do you want to suppress the artillery fire?” Makino Jun looked at his superior, whose eyes were as red and bloodshot as those of a trapped animal, in awe, and asked.

To be honest, until this moment, Makino Jun really admired his immediate boss. If nothing else, just in terms of tenacity of will, no one among all kinds of people he has ever seen can surpass him.

If one plan fails, then another will succeed, and if it fails to achieve rebirth, it will still fail in the end. Just like this, he can still stubbornly straighten his back and scold the other party for not keeping his word. If it were him, he would have found a place where there is no one to bury his belly. Go ahead and insert a knife!

　　His! For such a determined person, it's okay if he doesn't stab himself, but don't do it to me! The Japanese lieutenant colonel, who was thinking a lot for a while, had to serve this man carefully, didn't he?

“Asshole, do you still need to ask for instructions?” Jiro Wakiita yelled with a livid face. "Let them fire immediately."

The Japanese colonel didn't even bother to look at his subordinate's face. He was afraid that he would chop him up before making two cuts in his stomach.

The exchange between the two last night was so "sweet", and the skinny reality was so ironic before our eyes.

"Makino-kun, give me the power generation division headquarters. Our 36th Infantry Regiment is in urgent need of two 120mm cannons for support!" Jiro Wakiba looked at his own heavy machine gun position where the sound of artillery had stopped but the sound of wailing was still there, and his cold voice sounded cold. The gap between the teeth is revealed.

“But, your Excellency, Captain, the 120mm cannon is a heavy artillery. If it fails,” Makino Jun was startled.

 This is a rhythm that wants everyone to die together!

Of course, Toshi Makino knew why the concession party was threatened by the dispatched military headquarters with the reason of imminent use of heavy artillery. It was just because they were afraid that the large natural gas storage tank would be detonated by an accidentally dropped artillery shell.

Once that thing explodes, half of the concession will be blown up. Can the Westerners swallow their anger and submit?

But if this thing really happens and completely angers the Western world, and the empire takes the blame, the Lieutenant General is naturally not afraid of his head, but he, the deputy commander of the regiment, and the captain of the regiment, who has obviously lost his mind, are definitely sure of it. Yes

"The Chinese dare to play this trick with me, which shows that it is the Westerners who are conniving at it. If you don't give them some color, they really think that our army is just paying lip service." Jiro Wakiba's eyes were dimly lit. Crazy light danced in the light.

“In this case, let’s let them take a good look with their frightened eyes. The jihad of the Japanese Empire will never be compromised for anyone. The despicable Chinese can’t, and they can’t either.”

  . . . . . . .

 October 30th, early morning!

The Imperial Brigadier General, who was sitting in his office and had just taken a sip of oatmeal, was about to flip through the report on the small-scale artillery battle between the Chinese and Japanese armies last night.

‘Boom!’ came from three hundred meters away! ’ There was a loud noise, followed by the sharp scream of the cannonball piercing the sky, causing his spoon to drop on the table.

 “The Japanese are crazy! Are they using heavy artillery?” Colonel James’ eyes were filled with horror.

He didn’t need to be reminded by his adjutant. With his many years of experience in the army, Brigadier General, he couldn’t tell that this was a roar that could only be heard by artillery with a caliber of more than 100 caliber.

“The Japanese are telling us that if we don’t force the Chinese out of the warehouse, they will really use heavy artillery.” The brigadier general’s eyes were full of frost. "The Japanese are really ruthless and cruel!"

"The great empire on which the sun never sets will never surrender to anyone for this. This is Chi Guoguo's provocation. General, I request authorization. If the Japanese artillery fire falls into our concession, our coalition forces will declare war on it!" James Anger also welled up on the colonel's face.

"Declaration of war?" Brigadier General Smartet put his hands on the table and looked at his adjutant calmly. "Then what? Before the imperial fleet even sets off, the concession has turned into rubble like Songhu in China? Will the blood of the imperial people be stained all over this land in the east?"

 “How dare the Japanese?” Colonel James was shocked and angry. "They are a bunch of lunatics!" Brigadier General Smallet shook his head slowly. "Madman, what can't you do?"

“James, it’s ridiculous to maintain so-called dignity without the guarantee of absolute strength!” Brigadier General Smartet stood up.

“Inform our diplomats and contact the Chinese. If we do not withdraw our troops tonight, we Western countries will cut off all aid and propose sanctions against China at the upcoming League of Nations conference.

 At the same time, we should immediately contact the Japanese and tell them that we have made concessions. If we are still at a loss to advance or retreat, we will directly report the situation to Her Majesty the Queen and ask her to decide on relations with Japan. "

 The Chinese people have been completely abandoned! Colonel James felt a little sad as he looked at the battlefield in the distance where the roar of artillery resumed.

 As a soldier, he can understand the persistence of soldiers he has never met. But as a senior officer of the coalition forces, he could only stand in the concession's position and consider the many Westerners in the concession, just like his commander.

 A weak China can only become a victim of the three-party game.

 In the warehouse.

 The Army Lieutenant Colonel is worried.

But what worries me is not how terrible the Japanese 120-caliber field artillery is.

The 120-caliber field artillery is very powerful. If a shot hits a building, it will create a crater as big as a footbath. If it is aimed at one place and hits hard, the wall will be destroyed sooner or later.

Fortunately, the Japanese army still had some scruples after all, and mainly focused on demonstrations. After two rounds of artillery fire, there was no movement. What's more, the Japanese gunners are not that good. They want to blast the warehouse to pieces with two 120-caliber field guns, and they don't have the ability.

What he worries about is how to face the military orders transmitted through human power in the war zone.

Tang Dao bared his teeth and smiled: "The person who comes to issue military orders, does he have anything to prove his identity?"

Seeing the lieutenant colonel’s brows furrowed, Tang Dao added:

"The message is encrypted and can be deciphered by the enemy and falsely convey military orders. Wouldn't it be easier to forge the seal on the handwritten military order? For such a thing, if you give me a potato, it will take me less than ten minutes. I can give you the seal of the Ministry of Military Affairs, do you believe it?"

 This is absolutely nonsense.

However, seemingly refusing to admit your fault is also a trick!

The Army Lieutenant Colonel is not a stubborn person. You can retreat, but you can't push my soldiers to death, right?

With determination in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "That makes sense, go and tie up the unidentified **** who came last night, gag him, and beat him to pieces.

The little devil couldn't attack, so he started playing tricks on me with fake military orders. I almost fell for it. Damn it, beat me hard. "

The Army Lieutenant Colonel, who was quite elegant and rarely used swear words, looked indignant at the moment. If Tang Dao hadn't been the instigator, he would have almost believed it.

How can a hard-blooded soldier like an army lieutenant colonel, who has been wallowing in the dead, be easy to get along with? Now that you've made a decision, you have to do it right.

The only unlucky person is the Central Command agent who sneaked into the warehouse at night. Although his rank will never be low, since an army lieutenant colonel wants to rely on it, he must rely on it to the end, and it must be as true as the real thing.

Even if their major general-level director comes in person, he can only be beaten into a pig's head, and there will be no second option.

 If you don’t kill him, it’s because everyone is Chinese.

 (End of this chapter)