Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 49: Street Fighter (6)

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The truck in the accident could not be moved, so the army officers and soldiers could only squeeze on the remaining eight trucks, bid farewell to their wing captain in tears, and continue to execute the order to crusade the rebels.

Although the Marines were full of dissatisfaction, the commander's order was very clear. They could only stand by the roadside and watch the horse dung leave.

Of course, the naval officers and soldiers present have good reasons to disobey the major general’s "chaotic life". The problem is that this obviously involves the risk of being put on small shoes by his superiors after the incident subsides. Major General Takeda himself is not an open-minded guy. It is conceivable that he could use any shameless means to cover up this scandal. The kind of clever guy who might be transferred to a certain island to fish for crabs.

"Satisfied, Watanabe Daisuke, is it possible to let go of the Commander now?" Miyamoto Nakasa calmly said to Watanabe Daisuke.

"Zhexi, the 116th Division knows that Watanabe is the most faithful person, and the promises I made must be fulfilled even if I lose my life. I promised you to release Takeda Lord. Of course, I will not fail to speak credit. It's just that I don't trust this guy very much..." Watanabe knocked Takeda on the head with the back of the saber knife, which aroused an angry rant.

The Marines actually despise Takeda's weak performance just now, but no matter what, this counsellor is always his own commander. The basic attitude still needs to be expressed, and the other party should not be allowed to beat the navy in the face like this.

"Please respect yourself, Osuke." Miyamoto said with a deep face.

"Sorry, I was rude, Miyamoto Nakasa." Watanabe apologized, but there was an expression of disapproval on his face.

"How are you willing to let go of your major general?" Miyamoto asked loudly.

"Wait." Watanabe replied.

"Wait? What does that mean." Miyamoto was puzzled.

"Wait for half an hour. No one is allowed to leave this place within half an hour. When the time is up, I will naturally release Takeda-san, and I will leave it to you." Watanabe replied coldly.

"It turns out that you want to delay time! We can't rush to the Bund to support us. He is really a cunning guy. Do you think I will agree to this rude request?" Miyamoto said with a sneer.

"I don't know if you will agree, but I know he will agree." Watanabe shook Takeda in his hand.

"Don't get into it, Watanabe Daisuke, I will never agree to this request. If you want me to disobey the command of the dispatching fleet command, you might as well kill me here." Takeda said, suddenly raising it. He started to grab Watanabe's blade.

"Go together, rescue your commander." Miyamoto noticed a glimmer of opportunity and immediately rushed towards the opponent.

"Let go! Kunoya Lu." Watanabe was confused by Takeda's sudden rise, and he yelled while shaking his saber.

From the beginning, Watanabe Daisaku was bluffing. He received strict military education since he was a child. He didn’t even want to kill a navy general in the past.

"Do it, you bastard!" Takeda's palm had been cut by the blade, and bright red blood dripped down his fingers.

At this time, Miyamoto had already rushed to the two of them. He was already a master of judo and eagerly showed all his strength. The navy officer grabbed Watanabe's sword-holding wrist and turned his back to his waist and hips, which was a neat and clean throw over the shoulders.

Watanabe is a master of kendo, but at this time the blade was held tightly by others, and at the same time a judo master approached him. In this case, even if Kamijo Nobutsuna resurrected, I am afraid that he would only be beaten obediently. .

Because the speed was too fast, Watanabe had no time to respond, and his body was already vacated from the ground, and the next moment Miyamoto was severely thrown on the asphalt. The Army Chief Zuo Xuan did not lose his breath. Before he could recover, his limbs were already pressed by a group of Marine Corps officers and soldiers.

A sturdy Marine Corps sergeant broke off Dazuo’s fingers and handed over the general saber still stained with the blood of Major Admiral Takeda, followed by the fists and military boots of the navy officers and soldiers, falling like a storm The body of the army swordsman.

Watanabe Osa, whose limbs were restrained, couldn't even hold his head and protect his face at this time. In just a dozen seconds, the team leader was beaten beyond recognition.

In the end, Takeda spoke to prevent the Marines from continuing their atrocities. Although Watanabe’s crimes were serious, they were always officers ordered by the Emperor. If they were beaten to death by soldiers, the navy could not afford it. This responsibility.

"Drag him to the back of the car, and send a squad to take care of him, so that no accidents should occur." Takeda sat on a chair "requisitioned" from a street shop by his subordinates and was bandaged by the army doctor. The cut on the hand.

"The army hasn't left for a long time. We can send an armored vehicle squadron to catch up..." Miyamoto made a suggestion on the side.

"What then? Fight with the army in the street?" Takeda raised his head and looked at Miyamoto.

The positions of middle and senior officers in the Japanese army and navy are frequently transferred. Few people can hold a post for more than three years. Therefore, the relationship between the Japanese army and navy depends on their qualifications. Only the highest-level generals have the opportunity to train. Out of one's own direct line.

For Takeda, Miyamoto is only a competent subordinate, and he has not yet reached the point of putting his heart in his stomach. Although Miyamoto saved him from Watanabe just now, it is not enough for Takeda to tell him about his plans. Out.

After the trouble on the transition side, the Navy has already obtained enough handle from the Army in this matter, and there is no need to go to the Bund to drip that muddy water. Now morality is still on the side of the navy. If the subordinates are allowed to catch up and a conflict eventually occurs, the nature of the incident will be completely changed.

At that time, it will become the navy's unscrupulous efforts to gain power and ignore the overall situation. What happened just now will no longer be the army's handle for violence against the navy, but will become a testament to his cowardly and incompetent Major General Takeda.

"Order the troops to get back in the car, and we move forward at normal speed. By the way, how are Murayama and Tsukamoto? Are the injuries serious?" Takeda finally thought of his thugs and driver.

"Captain Murayama injured his chest and abdomen. The wound was long but not deep. It seems that Watanabe was merciful. Gunso Tsukamoto was caught in the car door and fractured four of his left phalanx. These months It seems that I cannot drive." Miyamoto reported.

"It's just a hand, why didn't I see him just now?" The driver didn't seem to be in the memory of the major general.

"He was too scared, so... hid under the car." Miyamoto replied, feeling a little embarrassed, scratching his cheek.

"This guy... Don't blame him, he has six children to support." Takeda said with a smile, shaking his head.

"Well, let the Nine Ghosts squadron come to replace Shitsukamoto, are things ready?" Takeda turned around his wrapped palms, feeling that it would not affect his activities.

"According to your size, it has been taken and put in the car." Miyamoto replied.

"Very well, let's gather troops." Takeda nodded in satisfaction.

"Heh! Your Excellency Commander!" Miyamoto bowed at once.

Even though Watanabe Osa was beaten badly, they were all skin wounds, and his mind remained sober. Under the command of a second lieutenant, several Marines threw Dazuo into the back of a truck.

Watanabe tried to sit upright against the board and waited for the truck to take him away, but after a while, another army officer threw him up below.

"Fujiwara, why are you? Why didn't you go with everyone." Watanabe was surprised to find that the man was actually his second Lieutenant Fujiwara.

"I asked to stay. As a lieutenant of the wing, I should be wherever the chief is." Fujiwara walked to Watanabe and sat down next to the wing captain.

"You are such a fool, Fujiwara. This matter has nothing to do with you. I will bear all the responsibilities. Don’t be arrogant, it’s not worth ruining your future. Remember that you said there is still home Elderly parents and newly married wives, they have always been looking forward to you, don’t do stupid things that will disappoint them, now it’s too late to ask them to let you go, that Miyamoto seems to be a reasonable guy..." His loyalty moved him very much, and Watanabe was even more reluctant to impede this young man.

"It's okay, Ozu, I've already considered it. My parents will understand ~IndoMTL.com~ They also want me to be a responsible man." Fujiwara replied seriously.

"You guy... I really can't do anything with you." Watanabe knew that although the adjutant looked weak in appearance, he was actually very stubborn.

"Sir, what will happen to you this time." Fujiwara asked.

"Should be sent to a military court. If you are unlucky, you may be sentenced to death. If you are lucky, you should take off this uniform." Watanabe replied calmly.

"Everyone will stand up to testify for you, sir."

"It may be useful, it may be useless, who knows, but I still have to thank everyone. By the way, Fujiwara... If you leave the army and go home, what are you going to do?" Watanabe turned his head and looked at Fujiwara's profile.

"I... To be honest, I haven't thought about this yet. Maybe... I'll open a tofu shop." Fujiwara raised his head and looked at the blue sky.

"Tofu shop?" Watanabe asked in surprise.

"Yes, at home, my wife often makes tofu by herself. Sometimes she makes too much tofu, so she gives it to the neighbors around to taste it. No one who has eaten it does not praise it.

My old house is right on the street, and it will be a good facade if you remodel it. When that happens, my wife will make tofu at home, and I will drive the car to deliver to each house. It should be no problem to maintain my life. "

Lieutenant Fujiwara may have thought of his wife, with a gentle and sweet expression on his face. Watanabe Osa was choked by dog ​​food for a while, so he bowed his head and went silent.

PS: The first chapter is here. After the meal, we will code the second chapter. It will be updated after 10 o'clock in the evening.

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