Brilliant Sword: Fighting against the Xixi System One Hundred Thousand Japanese Army

Fukuoka under attack?

After hearing this sentence, Tsuji Masanobu also stopped his tactical explanation.

Needle drop could be heard throughout the little devil's command room.

Umezu Yoshijiro was the first to react and said: "Yaga! How is that possible! Fukuoka is the mainland! How could it be bombed!"

"You must be lying about the military situation!"

How could the little devil's communications soldier bear such a serious charge of falsely reporting military information.

The little devil's messenger hurriedly opened the folder in his hand, took out a telegram and handed it to Yoshijiro Umezu: "Your Excellency, General Umezu, this is a telegram from Tokyo."

Umezu Yoshijiro took the telegram, and when he saw the contents of the telegram, his complexion turned sallow, and he froze for a few seconds before handing it to Tsuji Masanobu at hand.

Masanobu Tsuji took a deep breath after reading it, and said angrily, "Baga! It's an unforgivable crime for someone to dare to attack the mainland of my brother's country!"

Masanobu Tsuji asked the communications soldier with the telegram in his hand, "Who did this!"

The communications soldier was at a loss when asked by Masanobu Tsuji, and thought to himself: "You have the telegram in your hand, but the telegram is not written. How do I know who bombed Fukuoka?" '

But the communications soldier didn't dare to answer like that, and just said stiffly: "It's not clear yet."

Umezu Yoshijiro said in a panic in his heart: "Now it's not about asking who did it, it's about Tokyo."

"Fukuoka was attacked, don't forget that the [-] recruits we just recruited are all on the beach in Fukuoka."

"If the target of the airstrike is the soldiers of our country on the beach, the loss will be heavy."

"The troop transport ships in the Tsushima Strait will also have a major blow to the speed of our troop transport."

The more Umezu Yoshijiro thought about it, the more flustered he became. After a while, he said, "Call the Western Army Command immediately and ask Keisuke Fujie how he defended Fukuoka."

This phone call was destined to be very different. Keisuke Fujie's headquarters was blown up by Lu Feng.

A large part of the old devils in the command system of the Western Army disappeared.

The entire command system of the Western Army has become a mess.

Tsuji Masanobu on the side picked up the phone and dialed the phone number of the Western Army Command, but there was no response after calling for a long time.

Umezu Yoshijiro interrupted Tsuji Masanobu: "Stop fighting, it is estimated that the Western Army Command has also been attacked now."

"I'm going to Fukuoka myself now, and prepare for the plane immediately!"

Tsuji Masanobu stopped Umezu Yoshijiro: "Your Excellency General Umezu, Fukuoka has been attacked by air, and the first place to be attacked should be the airport."

"It's unrealistic for you to go to Fukuoka by plane, we might as well go by train."

Umezu Yoshijiro nodded: "You are right, you should go by train."

After Umezu Yoshijiro and Tsuji Masanobu finished talking, they immediately went to the train station to get on the train and headed for Fukuoka.

The train stopped shortly after it had been running.

The conductor began to call all the passengers to get off the train.

The train captain personally came to the private room between Yoshijiro Umezu and Masanobu Tsuji, and apologized to Yoshijiro Umezu and Masanobu Tsuji, "Your Excellency Umezu, Your Excellency Tsuji, I'm really sorry. The railway ahead was cut off by an air strike. Please get off the train."

Umezu Yoshijiro heard what the commander said, and wanted to angrily draw out his samurai sword and slash at the commander.

But the fact that the rails were blown off obviously had nothing to do with the train's captain.

Umezu Yoshijiro could only shout incompetently and furiously: "Haga! Masanobu Tsuji, let's go!"

Masanobu Tsuji asked, "General Umezu, where are we going?"

Umezu Yoshijiro said, "Go to the local garrison and ask for a truck!"

Umezu Yoshijiro and Tsuji Masanobu, who left the train, had to ask for a truck from the local garrison.

The captain of the local mixed brigade in charge of defense also sent a driver to Fukuoka with Yoshijiro Umezu and Masanobu Tsuji.

However, the sky did not follow people's wishes, and the military vehicles speeding on the highway soon encountered a big traffic jam.

Looking at the endless long dragon, Umezu Yoshijiro shook the samurai sword in his hand tightly angrily, and roared in a deep voice: "Baga, the road! Where is this and why is it blocked like this? Where are the management personnel here? A bunch of stupid pigs?"

The ghost driver on the side complained in his heart: "Do you still have the face to ask the management staff?"Weren't they all dragged to the battlefield by you? '

But the ghost driver definitely couldn't say that.

Instead, he said very respectfully: "Your Excellency General Meizu, we have just passed through Kyoto just now, and now we have arrived in Osaka."

Umezu Yoshijiro snorted coldly: "It turns out that we are in Kansai, and with the bumpkins from Osaka around, it's no wonder there are no traffic jams."

The devil driver didn't dare to talk back and had to say, "I'll get out of the car to see what's going on in front of me."

Umezu Yoshijiro nodded and hummed, "Go."

The devil driver pushed open the door, jumped out of the car, and then quickly ran forward, disappearing into the traffic in a short while.

Half an hour later, the devil's driver ran back, opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, panting heavily.

This trip didn't come close.

Umezu Yoshijiro looked at the driver and asked, "What happened ahead, why is there still a traffic jam?"

The driver took a few breaths and immediately replied: "Report to Your Excellency General Meizu, there was a fierce battle between the pilots of the brother country in front and the pilots of the brother country who attacked us!"

Umezu Yoshijiro interrupted the driver before he finished speaking and shouted, "Could it be that the two pilots were boxing on the ground?"

The driver had no choice but to continue to explain: "No, Your Excellency Umezu Yoshijiro."

"It was a plane from my brother's country that crashed and fell down."

"It happened to hit a fuel tank truck on the ground, and a violent explosion occurred."

"The entire highway is blocked, and it may not be possible to pass for a while."

Hearing this, Umezu Yoshijiro shouted to Tsuji Masanobu who was sitting behind: "Tsuji-kun, get out of the car and walk to Fukuoka."

Masanobu Tsuji was dumbfounded after hearing this.

Although the little devil's homeland is not big, it would be exhausting to walk from Osaka to Fukuoka.

Umezu Yoshijiro didn't care what Tsuji Masanobu thought, he opened the car door and got off.

Tsuji Masanobu also hurriedly followed and walked forward together.

After a while, Umezu Yoshijiro and Tsuji Masanobu were stopped by an administrator speaking with a Kansai accent.

After seeing Yoshijiro Umezu, the administrator also said respectfully: "Your Excellency, a fuel truck is burning ahead. It is very dangerous, please detour."

Umezu Yoshijiro had no choice but to take Tsuji Masanobu and walk towards the country road after hearing what the administrator said.

But not long after walking, Umezu Yoshijiro began to lose his strength, and had to use the samurai sword as a crutch to support his body to move forward.

Umezu Yoshijiro looked at the sun that had started to slant to the west and asked, "Tsuji-kun, where are we now, and how far are we to Fukuoka?"

Tsuji Masanobu looked confused when asked, how could he know.

Umezu Yoshijiro has made his own decisions from the time he got off the car until now.

Umezu Yoshijiro continued without waiting for Masanobu Tsuji's answer: "Tsuji-kun, my physical strength is a little bit weak, it seems that I need to go to the front and take a rest."

"drive!"

Just as Umezu Meijiro finished speaking, a donkey cart slowly passed behind him.