Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

Major General Sasaki, the commander of the 3rd Brigade, has been making fun of the 4th Brigade for quite some time.

Because the Sakata Regiment was attacked by Li Yunlong and lost its flag, the Imperial Army Headquarters has ordered the cancellation of the regiment's number.

Whenever Sasaki had the chance, he would call the commander of the 4th Brigade, Giichi Kawamura.

This situation continued until this morning, when Sasaki received a phone call from Commander Yoshio Yuzuka of the Taiyuan Headquarters, who reprimanded him.

"Sasaki-kun, how are your Watanabe Unit all right?"

When Sasaki heard the gloomy voice of Yuzuka Yoshio coming from the phone, he was startled for a moment, and then he thought about it for a while. He thought, has he not done anything out of line during this period of time?

Two seconds later, he said to himself affirmatively, No!

Then he said into the phone, "Commander, Colonel Watanabe's attack went very smoothly. I think we'll hear the news of his triumphant return tonight at the latest!"

"Baga, you're a piece of shit. Watanabe's detachment was attacked by an unknown force yesterday afternoon and was completely wiped out. Wild dogs may be eating their bodies now.

And you, as the superior of the Watanabe regiment, have not known the news that the Watanabe regiment has been completely wiped out, yet you are still talking about it here.

You are derelict in your duty, do you know that? I must report your crime to the commander of the North China Expeditionary Army!"

Sasaki was confused. What was going on? He got up in the wrong position this morning. Why did he hear the news that Watanabe's regiment was annihilated?

He quickly picked up the phone that was about to fall to the ground and asked anxiously, "Commander, the Watanabe regiment contacted me yesterday afternoon.

He promised that as long as the planes from Taiyuan Airport provided accurate support, he could destroy the enemies blocking the Wild Man Ridge. Didn't the planes from Taiyuan Airport go there?"

Yoshio Yuzuka didn't expect Sasaki to put the blame on the flying regiment. You know, it was he who gave the order for the flying regiment to fight.

By saying this, Sasaki is putting the blame on him. This is outrageous and unforgivable!

Yuzuka Yoshio was furious and immediately started swearing into the phone, his saliva soaking the receiver and dripping down.

"Major General Sasaki, I am now officially informing you that it is because the four bombers supporting the Watanabe Regiment yesterday did not return as scheduled.

The Empire's intelligence personnel would rush to Savage Ridge overnight, otherwise I really don't know when we can get the news of the Empire's defeat. Do you understand now?"

Sasaki listened to the voice on the phone, puzzled. Commander, do you mean that the bombers of the Imperial Flying Regiment were also attacked and crashed?

His mind went blank. Even though his family was very influential within the empire, such a serious mistake would definitely cause a serious crisis in his military career.

"Commander Yuzuka, I will contact the Huting base immediately and rush over to deal with this matter personally. I will also contact the family later and will definitely not let the military blame you!"

Sasaki hastened to assure himself that if his immediate superior wanted to cause trouble for him, then his career as brigade commander, major general, would be over.

Yuzuka Yoshio finally calmed down and said earnestly, "Sasaki-kun, the incident with the Sakata Regiment of the 4th Brigade happened not long ago, and the number was just revoked.

Now that something like this has happened to your Third Brigade, you should think about how you would respond if the regiment flag was also captured by the enemy. "

Sasaki put down the phone and thought to himself, I can't be so unlucky. Will that idiot Watanabe Masaru watch his regiment flag being seized?

When Sasaki arrived at the Huting stronghold, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening. Hashimoto Ryojo had already brought back all the bodies of the Watanabe regiment with his troops and the Imperial Army.

There were densely packed corpses on the playground of the stronghold, and many of the Japanese corpses had only a loincloth on them. It was really difficult for Hashimoto Ryoshige to find so many white cloths at the moment.

Sasaki saw more than 2600 bodies on the playground. Their expressions of pain seemed to squeeze their facial features together. They looked hideous no matter how you looked at them.

"Major Hashimoto, can you tell me why this happened?"

Looking at Sasaki's distorted expression, Hashimoto Ryoshiro felt as if countless ants were crawling over his body. Something just didn't feel right.

He suppressed his discomfort and explained reluctantly, "Your Excellency Major General, I am not... not very clear about the specific situation!

Judging from the muzzles on the bodies of Colonel Watanabe and other warriors, most were shot to death, a few were stabbed to death by bayonets, and the last were scratched by shrapnel from artillery shells and bled to death.

Hashimoto Ryosuke felt that now that he saw the wounds on the body, he could understand the cause of the warrior's death.

Maybe if he comes a few more times, he might become a military doctor, because he has seen enough, and when he returns home after the empire fails, he will have a skill to make a living.

How could the Empire fail? Hashimoto Ryojo said that as long as he was asked to collect the bodies of the Empire's warriors, failure would be inevitable sooner or later.

All the warriors were dead, so who wouldn't go to the war? Should he go? Impossible, the enemy was too brutal, he couldn't afford to offend them, so he stayed in the Huting stronghold and drank in the bar.

Sasaki didn't expect to hear any useful information from Hashimoto Ryojo.

In his eyes, such second-line garrison officers were like idiots and were of no use.

He personally walked to Watanabe Masaru's body and looked at it. The military doctor who followed him also began to examine the bodies of the fallen Japanese soldiers.

The next morning, Sasaki received the report from the military doctor. After reading it, Sasaki was stunned for a long time.

Many officers in the Watanabe regiment, including senior officers such as Watanabe Masaru and Kato Ying, were shot in the head, indicating that the opposing troops had sharpshooters.

Many warriors had several bullet holes on their backs, indicating that the troops had already begun to flee, and there were also automatic rifles on the other side.

Sasaki knew that Western countries already had semi-automatic rifles, but the Empire had limited resources. Even though he knew that this kind of rifle was better than the Empire's bolt-action rifle, he still did not develop it.

Because bolt-action rifles are completely sufficient to deal with Chinese troops, but now automatic rifles have been found on the Chinese battlefield, this issue must be taken seriously.

The last point is that a few warriors were killed by shrapnel from artillery shells, which shows that the enemy has powerful artillery. It seems that this enemy is very powerful.

Sasaki closed the report and gently closed his eyes in thought.

"Come here, send this report to the Taiyuan Command immediately!" Sasaki ordered his men to submit the report. As for how the higher-ups wanted to deal with it, it was not something he could control.

Anyway, if he were asked to lead the troops to encircle and suppress the enemies in Daqingshan now, he would definitely not go.