Taiyuan, Shanxi, commander-in-chief of the First Army of the Expeditionary Army stationed in North China.

Lieutenant General Shinozuka Yoshinobu was sitting behind a heavy solid wood table, reading the report in his hand.

Although he was only in his fifties, his years of career made him look much older than his peers. The flesh on his face was as loose as an old man in his sixties or seventies.

Under the round black-framed glasses is a pair of turbid and tired eyes.

He raised his head and looked in front of him, which looked very much like his young confidant Yamamoto Ichiki, and asked: "Yamamoto, I wonder what you think about Commander Tada's plan to rectify the public security?"

(The Japanese speak Japanese, you know it, I know it, everyone knows it.)

Colonel Yamamoto Ichiki graduated from the Japanese Army University, known as the cradle of the Imperial General, and won the third place, winning the sword of the Emperor.

This is very similar to Yoshio Shinozuka, because the Lieutenant General also graduated with the third place in the Mainland University and also received the Emperor's Imperial Sword.

Yamamoto Kazunabata had the experience of studying in Germany, and Lieutenant General was once a military officer at the Embassy in Germany.

The same experience of two people can be explained by the word "destiny".

Of course, the lieutenant general valued him very much, not only because the two experienced similar experiences, but also because Yamamoto Kazuki often had different views on military and political issues than other colleagues. He spoke sharply and often pointed to the key points in one word.

The "Public Security Restoration Plan" formulated by Shin Tada, who just took office at the beginning of the year, has another synonym for the "Cage Policy".

Yamamoto Kazuki had no reason not to study the plan proposed by his immediate boss.

He raised his head, his eyes flashed with sharp light like an eagle: "Commander, please be honest, Commander Tada took out his set of the set of the Kanto Army. But that set was not in line with the time."

Yoshio Shinozuka nodded and signaled him to continue.

"When this was done in Manchuria, it was not possible to involve the war of the empire's huge military forces at that time. We had enough troops to fight public security wars.

But now, the empire has completely entered war. Although the empire's soldiers occupied the vast land of China, they are also trapped in entanglement with the enemy.

Zhongtiao Mountain, the 170,000 Central Army of the Chongqing government, was eyeing it coveted the forces of our four divisions.

Commander Tada's plan was to cut the Eighth Route Army's base into blocks with railways as pillars, highways as chains, and bunkers as locks.

It is impossible to complete without sufficient troops."

After Yamamoto Ichiki finished speaking his opinion, the room fell into silence again.

Yoshio Shinozuka agrees with his views. The form is different from the past and always uses previous experiences and does not necessarily lead to success.

The Chongqing Central Army, which first solved Zhongtiao Mountain, occupied an important "bridgehead" for invasions from south to north.

You can cross the river and go south, seek the Longhai Sea, and invade the Central Plains. You can also go north and connect the occupied land into one.

After solving the major problems in the heart and conducting public security wars will undoubtedly achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But Yoshio Shinozuka was just the commander of the First Army, so he could put forward his opinion. But the final decision was the commander of the North China Expeditionary Army, who was one level higher than his, - Shun Tada.

As a subordinate, Yoshio Shinozuka needs cooperation, and he himself needs to mobilize subordinates to cooperate.

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Zhaojiazhuang, village entrance.

More than 100 soldiers from the third company lined up and stood up. Lu Wenyuan was about to show the soldiers his specialty - to seize the sword with bare hands.

This was proposed by the instructor, and the brigade informed him yesterday. The propaganda team of the Fire Line Opera Troupe in the division was going to come down to express his condolences to the performance.

At that time, we will have a party with the officers and soldiers of the New Regiment and the nearby people.

Not only the propaganda team performs the show, but also the officers, soldiers and soldiers should organize the show.

Instructor Liu Qihua suggested that each company organize a program, regardless of subject matter or form, and anything is fine.

This is a big deal that the following gangs of rude men are good at fighting, performing shows, singing and dancing, and no one can do anything about them.

Alas, Wang Desheng had an idea, so he asked Lu Wenyuan to perform to grab the sword with bare hands.

Is this reliable? Could it be that the company commander is still a martial arts master?

Yuan Chenming had such questions, and many new soldiers also had such questions.

Wang Desheng knew that many people didn't believe it, but in fact, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it himself.

Everyone knows that the Japanese are very good at fighting bayonets. Three people can form a formation in a finished character shape to deal with seven or eight warriors.

But in one battle, after a machine gun grenade, Lu Yuanwen took the lead in rushing into the enemy group. Just like Lu Bu was in Wushuang, or Zhao Zilong, who was seven in and seven out, rushed left and right and stabbed twenty-seven Japanese to death.

That was half a team of Japanese devils, enough to fight half a regiment of the Central Army.

At that time, he was standing on a battlefield full of corpses, and the soldiers dared not approach him. He was like a bloody demon god.

If he hadn't been suffering from three traumas himself, it was confirmed that he was a physical mortal, and the local people would believe that he had descended to earth as a god.

This kind of thing that even dares to write in the novel book does happen to Lu Wenyuan, which is simply incredible.

Yuan Chenming, holding the spirit of surprise and exploration, also stood aside and observed carefully.

The two opponents Lu Wenyuan faced were both core veterans of the Third Company. They had two tricks when it comes to bayonets, and they all had several ghosts of the Japanese under their command.

But they knew in their hearts that their ability was just showing off by the company commander.

But since I was named, there is nothing I can do. I can’t admit defeat, so how can I stay in the company in the future?

It's a wolf or a tiger that has to be pulled out to try.

They held wooden guns in their hands, looked at each other, and yelled in unison in unison - killing, stabbing Lu Wenyuan.

Standing in place, Lu Wenyuan had a natural smile on his face, and there was no change in the slightest change from the previous training guides of the soldiers.

When the two soldiers stabbed in with guns rushed to him.

He waved his long arm and grabbed the front half of the wooden gun with a speed of lightning speed. A huge force like a tiger elephant made the two stop making progress.

At this time, he chuckled, applied a stronger force, and pulled it hard.

The two soldiers could not control themselves at all, and they took off their spears and fell directly into a dog's mud.

Lu Wenyuan won very easily and freehand. Until he helped both soldiers up, many people had not come back to their senses. They were awakened by the cheers of other soldiers, and they dared to suddenly believe that things were that simple.

"It's like Lu Bu is alive!" Yuan Chenming sighed, and he never really felt this way.

Because in ancient times, such fierce people could definitely become such powerful generals.

He is over 1.9 meters tall, his arms grow apart than ordinary people, and his body is powerful. The kind of fierce general in ancient times was considered his opponent. When dealing with short Japanese soldiers, it was suspected that adults beat children.

Imagine those Japanese dwarfs who were pressed by Lu Wenyuan with one hand on his head and waved his turtle fist, but they couldn't even reach their clothes.

It doesn't matter if he says he kills half of the Japanese army alone, he doesn't believe it, it doesn't matter, it's really possible for him.

The performances here were lively, and Li Yunlong, who was holding a telescope at the entrance of the village, also watched them lively.

He muttered silently: "This old Lu deals with two people who are like playing. He asked a squad of soldiers to take a wooden gun, which was a bit eye-catching. In just these two tricks, if you don't understand people, how can you understand it!"
Chapter completed!