Bright Sword: I am Li Yunlong's old squad leader

Chapter 144 It seems that the Kwantung Army is the son of the devil



Chapter 144 It seems that the Kwantung Army is the son of the devil

"Brothers, prepare to eat."

Wei Dayong led his men to deliver canned food along the trenches, two cans of beef per person.

Zhang Dabiao respectfully placed four boxes of canned beef in front of Wang Tianyou.

Wang Tianyou took out a dagger, inserted it into the can of beef, and pried it open gently.

Soon, he had cut a cross on the box of canned beef.

When Wang Tianyou pried open the can of beef, he frowned.

The beef in this can of beef is pitifully small, with each piece only as big as a fingernail.

It would be better to say that it is canned beef soup than canned beef.

Wang Tianyou put the can of beef under his nose and smelled a fishy odor that hit his nose.

"These little Japanese devils are now like rats under the yoke of a yellow wolf, and each generation is worse than the previous one."

Everyone enjoyed the meal.

Wei Dayong came over and said, "Commander, why don't you eat this delicious can of beef?"

"Monk, if you want to eat it, just take it." Wang Tianyou instantly pushed all four cans of beef in front of him to Wei Dayong.

Wei Dayong was so happy when he saw it: "Brigade Commander, you really don't want to eat it? If you don't want to eat it, then I won't be polite."

Wei Dayong was about to take all four cans of beef away, but Zhang Dabiao held him back and said, "Monk, besides canned beef, there are only cold rice balls in here.

If you take away all the canned beef, what will our brigade commander eat?

Our brigade commander was just being polite to you, but you took it seriously?"

Wang Tianyou waved his hand at Zhang Dabiao and said, "If the monk wants to eat it, let him eat it."

Everyone sat down.

"Brigade Commander, this can of beef is good, why don't you eat it?" Zhang Dabiao smelled the can of beef that Wang Tianyou threw away, and he thought it tasted good.

"I just said that the Japs are like weasels giving birth to rats, and each generation is worse than the previous one."

"Brigade Commander, what do you mean?" Wei Dayong's mouth was full.

"When the Japanese occupied the three northeastern provinces, do you know what kind of canned beef the Japanese Kwantung Army ate?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Those beef chopsticks are like mahjong, or even more than mahjong."

When everyone heard that the piece of beef was quite big, they looked at the beef in their hands.

The beef in this can of beef is so pathetic, it's as small as a little fingernail.

"Sir, the Kwantung Army eats so well?" Wei Dayong put two cans of beef, including the soup and meat, into his mouth.

"It seems that the Kwantung Army is the son of the devil."

Wang Tianyou shook his head: "The Japanese have already consolidated their rule over the three northeastern provinces, and their main forces have already occupied half of China.

Logically speaking, these Japanese devils would definitely not favor one over the other and would focus on the Kwantung Army.

The reason why the Japanese's food has deteriorated is entirely because their national strength is gradually failing to keep up."

Wang Tianyou knew that according to historical records, the beef chunks in the Japanese Kwantung Army's canned beef stew were extremely large.

Later it developed into the beef in canned beef, which was only as big as a little fingernail.

Later, canned beef did not contain beef at all, but cooked beef blood.

This kind of thing is not uncommon.

Just like when the Japanese occupied the three northeastern provinces, they issued their own currency.

In the early days, the Japanese issued coins in the three northeastern provinces which were made of silver, which was similar to the ocean in China.

Later, silver coins became thinner and thinner, almost like thin iron sheets.

In the two or three years when the Japanese were about to be defeated, the money they received was not silver coins, but coins made of clay tablets.

Those coins made of clay broke easily and were very easy to wear out.

It can be seen from the canned beef of these Japanese devils that they are now somewhat overwhelmed.

"Commander, you are a man of iron and steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be very hungry. If you don't want to eat this can of beef, the brothers will go catch you two chickens and roast them for you."

Wang Tianyou nodded, walked to the nearby broadcasting room, picked up the loud speaker, and quickly broadcast in fluent Japanese.

"Bageyalu, you little devils are a bunch of cowards."

"I have never seen more cowardly people than you little devils."

“You are not only cowardly, you are incompetent.

You little Japs are the real sick men of East Asia. You little Japs are the most incompetent people in the world.

We only had 300 people to get to your headquarters and capture your major general alive."

"In the end, you idiots tried your best to counterattack, but we beat you so badly that you had to flee in disgrace."

"You idiots, touch your heads and think about whether you are the dumbest people in the world?"

Wang Tianyou cursed the Japanese emperor and all 18 generations of his ancestors.

In this era, scolding the emperor of the Japanese devils is more painful than killing them.

The Japanese soldiers who were eating dropped the food in their hands after hearing this.

"These Chinese people on Bageya Road are going too far."

"Baga, we, the soldiers of the empire, are much stronger than the Tubalu."

"You Chinese, just wait. We will attack now and chop off all your Chinese heads."

Wang Tianyou's curses were like knives stabbing into the hearts of these Japanese devils.

These little Japanese soldiers howled and rushed out of the trenches, holding their Type 38 rifles and rushing towards the temporary command post regardless of everything.

Looking at the east side of Taihang Mountain, the mountains and plains are full of Japanese invaders.

Everyone was extremely excited.

"Commander, you are really good at dealing with the Japs. Just a few words from you made them feel as if their parents had died."

"Brothers, be prepared for battle and don't be polite to these beasts."

"Signalman, report the bombardment coordinates again. Tell Li Yunlong's artillery to fire hard."

"Yes……"

"All machine gunners, get ready, especially the heavy machine gunners. Don't save your bullets for me."

"understand……"

There were more than 10,000 Japanese soldiers rushing over.

It can be seen that more and more Japanese soldiers are rushing out of the trenches.

These little devils were like bereaved parents. Wang Tianyou's curses became louder and louder, and these little devils became more and more angry.

Seeing these little devils entering the shooting range, Zhang Dabiao threw his hat violently and said, "Come on, you bastards. Grandpas, are you going to be killed?"

Everyone quickly pulled the trigger.

clap clap clap...

Da da da da…

biubiubiu…………

Hundreds of light and heavy machine guns fired at the same time.

Not far away, Wang Xikui and his men were constantly sniping at the Japanese with Mosin-Nagant sniper rifles.

Wang Xikui and other sharpshooters and machine gunners are not in the same position.

These sharpshooters specialize in targeting Japanese officers.

As long as Wang Xikui and his men targeted these Japanese devils, they would all die without exception.


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