"Ono!"

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What are you calling us all over for the big night?"

"You bastard!"

Deputy Commander of the Japanese, Yanghui Abe, walked over with a drunken face.

Originally, he was getting stronger and more prosperous, and talked about his glorious military history with the empire's geisha, but unexpectedly he was forcibly pulled here.

In addition, the deputy commander of the Japanese, Yanghui Abe, was unhappy with Chief of Staff Ono Sura.

He simply thought this guy was so capable!

Maybe he has the ability, but he has no respect for these old seniors.

A lonely guy.

A guy who doesn't have a plant.

A paranoid and perverted guy.

Damn guy.

Chief of Staff Ono glanced coldly at Deputy Commander Abe Yanghui.

"If I were the commander."

"I have ordered you to be shot with military law."

"You unprofitable old waste."

Chief of Staff Ono said bluntly.

The more unpleasant this is, the more unpleasant it is.

It made me frown inexplicably and my heart twitched.

【Old waste】

【Shoot you】

...

These words are classic and manic.

It is inexplicably sad.

The rhythm is straight up.

The sense of ceremony is extremely strong!

"Ono!"

"I will launch a life-and-death battle against you in the name of the Imperial Warrior!"

"Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Ono!"

"You bastard! A wasteful man who has no seeds!"

"A life-and-death battle!"

"If you still have the slightest Bushido spirit, you shouldn't refuse my invitation to fight!"

The eyes are burning, murderous aura is everywhere...

Very strong sprint.

It seems that everything that is now is torn apart... and then torn apart...

Following this model, we will continue to progress.
Chapter completed!