After coming out of the conference room, Koshiki Toranosuke unconsciously walked together with Tsuda Mitake.

The two also intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from other colleagues to avoid being ridiculed by the crowd.

However, the other division heads and brigade heads refused to let it go easily, and quickly caught up.

"Tsuda-kun, what did you do?" Jing Guanren, the commander of the 36th Division, smiled and said, "Did you focus on enjoying the beauty of North Korea during this period, and have no intention of dealing with military affairs? Hahaha."

Mitake Tsuda's face immediately collapsed, it was an insult.

The head of the 41st Division, Tian Daoshengwu, also smiled and said: "Mr. Tsuda, is the performance of your 4th Brigade really not good recently? Why are you so embarrassed by a group of Tubalu?"

"Tuba Road?" Tsuda Mibu said, "The Eighth Route Army in the Taiyue bandit area is not what it used to be."

"Mr. Tsuda, incompetence is incompetence, don't make excuses for yourself." Anda 37, the head of the 23th Division, was born in Jiangmen, and his status is noble, so he can speak bluntly, "Two consecutive losses under Tubalu, I really doubt, how did you lead the soldiers?"

"Anda-kun!" Tsuda Mitake said angrily, with fire in his eyes, "I hope you can still have the confidence you have today after facing the Eighth Route Army in the bandit area of ​​Taiyue in the future!"

"Do you think everyone is like you? Trash!"

Adachi 23 cast a disdainful glance at Tsuda Mitake, and left.

Tian Daoshengwu, Jing Guanren and the other two brigade leaders quickly followed.

"Bah, a bunch of sycophants." Koshibu Toranosuke spat at the backs of Tian Michi Moritake and the others, and said, "I know how to flatter the stinky feet of that bastard Adachi."

"No way, he is a child of the Anda family."

"Yes, and it is said that he will be promoted soon."

While talking, Yoshio Shinozuka's lieutenant Toshi Nakamura suddenly caught up.

"General!" Toshi Nakamura said to Koshio Toranosuke, "Your Excellency, Commander, please go to his office."

"Nani?" An instinctive sense of ominousness floated in Koshigō Toranosuke's heart, did something happen again?

"Koshi-kun, then I'll go back to Yangquan first, and I'll talk about it another day." Mitake Tsuda cast a sympathetic glance at Koshio Toranosuke, but he felt dark in his heart.

Let you use me as a shield just now.

Well now, have you been punished?

Koshio Toranosuke followed Nakamura Shun to Shinozuka Yoshio's office disheartened.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, a folder smashed on him.

Immediately afterwards, Shinozuka Yoshio's roar sounded: "Oshisheng-kun, please give me a plausible explanation!"

Koshio Toranosuke silently picked up the folder, only to see that there was only a piece of paper on it, which was a telegram just sent by the 9th Brigade Headquarters, reporting to the Headquarters of the First Army that the Tomb Raider Detachment had been severely damaged.

Hiroshi Oshiro did not dare to hide such a huge loss.

Shinozuka Yoshio roared angrily: "Don't act rashly after I just said, you just give me this?"

Koshiro Toranosuke said, this is obviously before the meeting, okay?You got the chronology wrong.

But of course Koshiko Toranosuke didn't dare to say this, and could only silently endure Shinozuka Yoshio's reprimand.

After scolding for a full 10 minutes, Yoshio Shinozuka finally got thirsty and made a final concluding speech: "Go back and write a summary of lessons learned, and I will publish it in the military briefing."

Koshisho Toranosuke's face collapsed again, and he wanted to show the shackles to the public again?

Shinozuka Yoshio said again: "I warn you for the last time, don't make such a mistake again, otherwise, you, the brigade commander, will stop being a brigade commander, and go back to Japan and transfer to the reserve."

Hi!Koshiko Toranosuke's heart sank.

It seems that it really needs to be paid attention to.

Yang Village.

When Wang Yan came back, Wei Dayong and the others had just finished running 5 kilometers.

This is why Wei Dayong likes to fight, because without fighting, the 5 kilometers in the morning and evening are unshakable.

Throwing a 30-kilogram log on the ground, Wei Dayong rushed into the dormitory and fell on the bed.

Several other team members went to the kitchen to fetch hot water, wash their faces and soak their feet, but the monk was the laziest, lying down covered in sweat.

The brand-new quilt that was just delivered by the logistics department has not been half a month, and the monk's bed is already smelly and yellow.

Wang Yan followed in, kicked Wei Dayong's ass, and reminded: "Hey, monk, did you forget that there is a task that you haven't completed?"

"What mission?" Wei Dayong pretended to be stupid.

"You bastard, really want to play tricks?" Wang Yan slapped Wei Dayong on the back of the head and cursed, "Hurry up and fetch water to wash my feet!"

"I'm willing to admit defeat!"

"I have reduced the one-month period to half a month, which is enough to understand you."

Wei Dayong got up from the bunk and went to the kitchen to fetch hot water in a murmur.

Sun Ming came in with hot water, happened to see it, and said with a smile: "Old Wang, you are wrong, you can't take the lead in violating the discipline of our Eighth Route Army."

Wang Yan snorted and said, "Which discipline did I violate?"

Sun Ming said: "You asked the monk to fetch water to wash your feet, this is a typical warlord's style."

"Huh?" Wang Yan stared at Sun Ming with wide eyes, "Xiao Sun, when did you become a political commissar?"

"Get out." Sun Ming took off his shoes and socks, dipped his feet into the scalding hot water, and couldn't help moaning in comfort. It was a great pleasure to soak his feet in hot water after a long march.

After a while, Wang Xikui, Wang Gensheng and Nosaka Hirosumi came in with hot water one after another.

Finally, Wei Dayong also came in with a basin of hot water, squatted down and took off the long leather shoes and socks for Wang Yan, and then helped Wang Yan soak his feet in the hot water.

"Comfortable." Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"Pinch the feet." After moving his feet twice, he reminded again, "It is agreed to bring the foot-pinching service."

Wei Dayong murmured a few words, he pinched Wang Yan's feet unwillingly, his technique was not bad.

While enjoying Wei Dayong's foot pinching service, Wang Yan said, "Monk, why don't we make another bet? If you win, you won't have to wash my feet for the next half month."

Chapter 175 Big Action (Part 3)

"You can pull it down, you really think I'm stupid."

Wei Dayong pinched it for a few minutes and refused to pinch it again.

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