Chapter 136 I Don’t Mind Making Excuses for All the Little Things!

When Shinozuka Yoshio was furious in the headquarters in Taiyuan, most of the Japanese soldiers in Niangziguan Railway Station had already lost hope.

In this situation, anyone knew that the situation was hopeless. Perhaps the arrival of "Auntie Amaterasu" could help them overcome the difficulties.

However, the composition of this unit was very complicated, and there were many diehards. These people temporarily stabilized the situation and did not let the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side easily reap the fruits of victory.

Yamashiro Hisanobu sat in the military station with an expressionless face. The only support force just now had been killed by the Eighth Route Army. With just the few people under his command, facing more than 2,000 well-equipped Eighth Route Army, there was no chance of any comeback.

If there was a chance to start over, he would definitely act cautiously. At least a small number of people had to be sent to explore the way, otherwise so many soldiers would not be buried.

But there are not so many ifs, defeat is defeat. The only problem that bothers him now is that as a special lieutenant colonel, what method should he choose to die.

It is good to die in battle, but it is not enough to make up for the mistakes made.

After thinking for a while, it seemed that he had made a decision. The old devil turned to look at his adjutant and said in a very calm tone:

"Be prepared to be loyal to His Majesty Tianhuang. Let the soldiers guard all the entrances and buy at least ten minutes. You go and arrange for people to detonate all the remaining special bombs. We can't let these things threaten our compatriots."

"The enemy must have attacked to destroy the station, so we will fill it with poisonous gas, maybe we can buy some time. Although we have lost, we must not let the other side complete the mission smoothly."

"The Niangzi Pass stronghold is very important to our North China Front Army. I believe that the lieutenant general will never give up here easily. There must be other troops on the way."

After hearing these words, the adjutant on the side seemed to be injected with chicken blood, which was in line with the values ​​​​he had been instilled with.

Although he knew that he would die in a foreign country soon, his lieutenant colonel's belief and choice made his blood boil, as if this devil would rush over even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of him.

After receiving the order, the major immediately took action and selected a group of the most loyal subordinates from the remaining soldiers.

These little people who were brainwashed by militarism would fearlessly carry out Yamashiro Hisanobu's last order. They regarded it as the supreme honor to sacrifice themselves for their brother country.

Even if they would die under the poison gas of their own troops, these people had no fear or complaints.

As the only person in this unit whose rank was second only to Yamashiro Hisanobu. After arranging all the preparations, the adjutant immediately returned to the military station, and he was holding a Type 38 rifle in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Yamashiro Hisanobu nodded with satisfaction. In this situation, only the other party is qualified to send him off for the last time.

The old devil took a deep breath, knelt down facing the direction of Hiroshima, and said to the adjutant beside him:

"Komatsu-kun, please be my kaishakunin. It is my honor to have a subordinate like you. I hope that we can still work together in the next life."

Because the timing of participating in the battle was very sudden, all of Yamashiro Hisanobu's luggage was still on the military train and he had not taken it down. As a result, there was no white cloth, no wine, and even the knife for seppuku could only be replaced by a command knife.

The old devil put the silver-rimmed scabbard aside, completed the steps of sacrificing the knife with water, and then wiped the family-inherited samurai sword with his military uniform.

After a short silence, his breathing began to become rapid, and his eyes became red due to congestion.

This beast, which was covered with the blood of the people of the Republic of China, the hands that took the lives of countless soldiers of the Republic of China began to tremble, and a trace of struggle and unwillingness appeared on his old face.

He trembled and held the samurai sword horizontally in front of him, and at the same time slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

"Your Majesty Tianhuang! Get on board!"

As if something gave him some courage, Yamashiro Hisanobu roared, raised his hands high above his head and swung them downwards, stabbing the command knife into his left abdomen.

The adjutant on the side looked at his superior with great admiration, and even felt honored to be able to stand here and witness this scene, and admired the courage of the superior very much.

In theory, the old devil should continue to cut to the right abdomen. Then stab from the chest to the lower abdomen, cut into a "cross" shape, and finally pull out the knife and stab the throat.

The reason why they are so hypocritical is that those idiots believe that everyone's soul is hidden in their abdomen, and doing so can take out their loyal souls to show Tianhuang.

Although I don't know if other idiots who commit seppuku can persist in completing this ritual.

But it is obvious that Yamashiro Hisanobu's loyalty is not enough. Intense pain filled his whole body, and his arms seemed to have just consumed all his strength.

He held the blade tightly, and did not let go even though his fingers were cut. The slight ups and downs of his back and the rapid breathing made time seem to have stopped.

Yamashiro Hisanobu didn't have the courage to continue, as this process had seriously deviated from the strict seppuku process. The old devil used up his last bit of strength, turned his head and looked at his adjutant, waiting for him to give him a break.

But at this moment, the Fifth Regiment launched the final attack.

Several mortars fired at the Niangziguan Railway Station, pouring out the anger of the users.

Coincidentally, a shell landed near Yamashiro Hisanobu and his adjutant.

The adjutant had just raised his Type 38 rifle, ready to send his lieutenant colonel off for the last time. Several shrapnel splashed directly onto his body, instantly leaving him with holes all over his body.

The two men immediately flew away together, and they both fell to the ground twitching in pain.

At the same time, those loyal subordinates fired the last batch of poison gas bombs, and the two types of poison gas filled the entire station within a minute.

Yamashiro Hisanobu and his adjutant did not have the opportunity to put on gas masks, and the two evil devils were forced to fall into a pool of blood and inhale like a range hood.

It seemed that God could not stand the devil's atrocities, and the wind direction suddenly changed as soon as they fired the poison gas bombs.

The poison gas that might have threatened the village on the mountainside was blown to the opposite position by a gust of wind.

Because of Yamashiro Nobuhisa's operation before his death, the battle ended quickly. After waiting for more than 20 minutes, the poison gas that troubled the Eighth Route Army all drifted into the uninhabited deep mountains.

The soldiers followed the two regiment commanders to the station. Looking at the tanks and armored vehicles placed on the open space, everyone was a little scared.

"Old Kong, we are really lucky. If all these iron turtles are driven out, your shells will probably not be enough."

"Hey, when can we have an armored force? Every time I see these things of the devil, I have a headache. In the past, we had to sacrifice many comrades to destroy a tank."

After hearing this, Kong Jie was also a little depressed. However, he immediately thought of Huang He, the deputy director of the logistics department, and then adjusted his mood and said to his comrades beside him:

"What the enemy has, we will have sooner or later. Look at the weapons of the troops now. Did you dare to think of these things before?"

"You should not have met Deputy Minister Huang. He is a capable person. He has only been back for a year, and the whole army has undergone earth-shaking changes."

"Take our regiment as an example. I feel that the current firepower is twice that of last year."

Although they are not in the same military region, Chen, the regiment commander, also knows the name of Huang He. As soon as the mysterious deputy minister was mentioned, he immediately became energetic.

"You are right! We will definitely become stronger! We will win the battle with the devils!"

After the chat, the two immediately began to assign the next destruction work.

In the order issued by the headquarters, the water tower, auto repair shop, material factory, fork, communication equipment, and trains in the station must not be left to the devils.

After a brief communication, they decided to use yellow explosives to blow up the water tower and detonate the water tank, and the various settings in the station were also destroyed in the same way.

The trains were concentrated, first set on fire, and then put on explosive packs.

After half an hour, only the waiting hall remained in the entire Niangzi Pass. Just as Captain Chen was about to burn down this French-style building, Kong Jie stopped him.

"Old Chen, let's keep this waiting hall. Even if the devils come back, this building is useless."

"Although our Jin Province is temporarily occupied by the enemy, we will fight back one day. This building is not built for easy living. Leaving it here can more or less make future generations think of danger in times of peace."

"Maybe, this Niangzi Pass can produce some celebrities."

"A certain science fiction master surnamed Liu was shocked:???"

After chatting, the two went to the military station together to check if there were any documents left by the devils. As soon as they entered the door, they saw two enemy corpses.

Yamashiro Hisanobu and his adjutant were already dead at this time, and even because of the poison gas, their death was very disgusting.

Seeing this interesting situation, Kong Jie couldn't help but sigh in amazement. Although he had heard of the famous hara-kiri, this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.

The two put on masks and slowly approached, and then pulled out the deputy officer's knife.

"Old Chen, what do you think these two devils are doing? One is committing seppuku, does it mean there has to be someone cheering for him?"

Hearing the word "cheer", even the serious Captain Chen couldn't help laughing. He paused for a while and explained:

"What else can they do? The devils are afraid of pain. These beasts love to do face projects. They are obviously in pain but still pretend. The person next to them is helping to finish off the enemy."

"I heard from others that this seems to be called Kaishakunin, which is quite important."

"But in my opinion, the devil who was responsible for finishing off the enemy should have been killed by our artillery. The other old devil, I guess he bled to death."

After knowing the reason, even Kong Jie, who was always honest in the past, couldn't help but mock him. He originally wanted to spit at the corpse, but he had to give up when he thought he was still wearing a gas mask.

"Don't forget there's poison gas, but this old devil died under his own weapon, so it can be regarded as the original soup and food."

"What about the fucking kaishakunin? If the devil really knows he's wrong, I'll do nothing for the rest of my life. I don't mind being a kaishakunin for all the beasts."

After all the work was completed, the soldiers of the two regiments gathered at the foot of the mountain. The troops had to evacuate quickly, and then they had to split up and start the road-breaking operation.

Some soldiers of the third battalion had not returned to the team in the pass, so the fifth regiment of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region left the battlefield first.

They will continue to move eastward, preparing to destroy the railway from Niangzi Pass to Shimen.

Because the engineers of the independent regiment were not very skilled, it took half an hour for the third battalion commander to withdraw his comrades from the pass.

And there were many common people following him, and every villager was carrying freshly cooked food in their hands. They were mainly pancakes and simple dishes to fill their stomachs, and some even made millet porridge.

In order to let the Eighth Route Army soldiers who had just finished fighting have a hot meal, the villagers in the village almost took out their only surplus food.

Kong Jie was a little overwhelmed when he saw this scene. Before setting off, the division commander specifically instructed that the food should be coordinated and distributed, and it was not allowed to eat in one village. He first glared at the third battalion commander, and then hurried forward to support the village chief standing in the front.

"Fellow villagers, we have a rule in the Eighth Route Army that this meal is really not edible. Fighting the devils is our job, so you should go back quickly!"

"If our brigade commander knows about this, he will definitely punish me when he goes back."

Although this did make the villagers a little afraid, the leading village chief had an idea.

"Comrade, our village has been bullied by Xiaoshi for so many years, and today we finally get our heads held high! I never dreamed that I would see our own troops in Niangzi Pass in my lifetime."

"You are the hope for everyone to survive and our savior. If you don't eat this meal, the people in our village will feel guilty."

"Don't worry, everyone will never spread this matter. It's not a violation of discipline if only we know it."

Originally, Kong Jie had made up his mind to refuse, but the other party held his hand tightly. Amazing power broke out in that old body.

In desperation, he had to let the soldiers accept the kindness of the villagers.

However, the soldiers of the independent regiment left a lot of dry food for these enthusiastic villagers, and even took out a batch of the few pork and chicken.

Although they couldn't take a single needle or thread from the masses, fair trade was no problem.

After a hasty meal, the soldiers continued to break the plan, and the village chief also sent a group of young and strong men to follow the independent regiment.

After a whole night, the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region achieved amazing results. Not only did they eliminate the Japanese soldiers stationed at Niangzi Pass, but they also blew up the bridge in the eastern section.

With the joint efforts of the army and the people, the railway between Chengjia Longdi and Niangzi Pass Station was completely destroyed. The traffic from Niangzi Pass to Luanliu on the Zhengtai Road was completely cut off, and the Japanese soldiers fell into extreme chaos.

Shinozuka Yoshio's swordsmanship +1+1+1.

Here it comes! Niangzi Pass is completely finished!