Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

After coming down from the city wall last time, Fujiro Ono inspected the other walls and made sure that the Eighth Route Army did not appear in other directions except the south.

Although his subordinates had reported this situation to him long ago, after seeing it with his own eyes, his heart was completely at ease.

After returning to the headquarters, his mouth was a little parched, and he was about to drink some tea to quench his thirst, when the sudden explosion sounded so frightening that he almost threw away the cup he had just picked up.

Ono Fujiro's first reaction was, is it so difficult for him to drink tea?

This was the first time he exploded whenever he picked up a teacup.

The second reaction was that it must be the idiot of the staff officer who ordered the firing again. If the Eighth Route Army made a slight move, he couldn't help but be fooled, and he should be removed from the city wall.

The third reaction was that the sound of the explosion this time seemed to be extremely loud. The city wall in the headquarters was so far away that the ears would be buzzing. Has the army researched any new shells yet?

Just when Fujiro Ono was thinking about these issues, he suddenly found a person outside the door looking into the house ghostly.

"Get in!"

Ono Fujiro threw out the teacup in his hand.

What's the use of a glass if you can't even drink water.

"Your Excellency, Captain, your subordinates..."

A little devil soldier hurried in, bowed his waist and said.

"What are you looking at?"

Ono Fujiro recognized it, and the person who came in was the soldier who had been passing messages between him and the staff officer before.

"I want to ask you, should I go to the city wall to ask for news, or should I go with you?"

The little devil asked tremblingly.

"This kind of thing needs to be..."

Ono Fujiro was just about to find a reason to teach him a lesson, when there was another loud noise.

"Go and see what's going on, and bring that idiot of the staff officer back to me."

He swallowed the cursing words back, pointed to the door and urged.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, and the little devil soldiers will run away.

While waiting for the news to come back, the sound of explosions never stopped.

There is a loud noise that only sounds once alone, and there are also dense series of explosions.

Fujiro Ono was originally sitting, but he couldn't sit still soon, got up and walked around the house non-stop.

His intuition told him that it seemed that it was not just the staff officer who ordered the firing.

No matter how stupid the staff officer is, it is impossible to fire endlessly.

Could it be that the Eighth Route Army took the initiative to attack?

Fujiro Ono thought of the worst possibility, and then couldn't help but shivered all over.

He subconsciously walked to the door and looked towards the city wall to the south, but several buildings in front of him blocked his sight and he couldn't see anything.

"Damn guy, why haven't you come back?"

Ono Fujiro walked around the room anxiously, and began to curse the little devil soldier who went to check the situation for being so ink-stained.

He was eager to know what happened, but he didn't dare to go out to check. He could only hide in the headquarters and wait for the news. This feeling was tormented.

After more than 20 minutes, the outside gradually quieted down.

In fact, the whole process did not last long, but for Fujiro Ono, it seemed as long as a century.

It felt like a cannonball was hanging above his head, ready to fall and explode at any moment.

Ono Fujiro felt that his heart rate was twice as fast as usual.

He really wanted to ask when the reinforcements sent by Ueno Cansuke would arrive, but he didn't dare.

If the person asking for help is Fukuyama Youdao, then he doesn't have to care, because that is his immediate superior, even if he calls every 10 minutes to ask, he won't have any concerns.

But Fukuyama Youdao had a bad luck and was demoted in situ. In desperation, he had to leapfrog his rank and ask for help from Nokura.

In the Japanese army, leapfrogging is a very sensitive matter. Whether it is reporting or asking for help, it shows that the superior Zhishu is not taken seriously.

Although strictly speaking, Ono Fujiro no longer has a direct supervisor, but Ueno Kurasuke will not care about this, because he will not spend his mind on Fukuyama Yumichi who has been demoted.

Fujiro Ono was not a courageous person in the first place, and he had exhausted all his courage to directly seek help from Ueno Kurasuke.

Let him call to inquire now, and it is not enough to lend him two guts.

His relationship with Ueno Cangsuke is not very close. If he annoyed his immediate boss because of this, no matter how the problem of the Eighth Route Army outside the city will be resolved, his future life will definitely not be easy.

In case Ueno Cansuke was in a bad mood one day and used him as a punching bag and was demoted to become the captain, then his future could come to an end.

Just when Fujio Ono was about to go crazy from the torment of waiting, someone finally came back.

"Your Excellency, Captain..."

It was the little devil soldier he sent out to check the situation who came back, but he didn't come back alone.

"Who is he?"

Ono Fujiro interrupted the little Devil Bing, pointing to the man behind him in tattered clothes, covered in dirt, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and asked in surprise.

"Your Excellency, Captain, this is Mr. Staff Officer."

The little devil soldier hurriedly stood aside, and introduced with even more surprise.

"Staff officer?"

Fujiro Ono's eyeballs were about to fall off, he took two steps forward and stared at him carefully, he was really a staff officer.

"How did you make it look like this? The Eighth Route Army broke in?"

Fujiro Ono took out the gun from his waist and held it nervously in his hand.

"That's right, the Eighth Route Army suddenly bombarded the south city gate, and then the city wall. Our soldiers were seriously injured..."

The staff officer wiped the blood that was still bleeding from his nostrils, and reported pitifully what happened just now.

"Didn't you say that the Eighth Route Army has withdrawn all its artillery from its position? Why did it suddenly bombard the city gate? Didn't you notice it in advance?"

Although Fujiro Ono is timid, his cowardly and cautious character makes him very good at grasping the key points of the problem.

He was not interested in how the Eighth Route Army bombarded the city gate, it was nothing more than hitting the city gate with shells.

But he clearly remembered that the first news reported to him by the staff officer was that the Eighth Route Army outside the city had withdrawn all infantry artillery and mountain artillery from their positions.

Now that it has withdrawn, what did the Eighth Route Army use to bomb the city gate?

It can't be fired by putting the shell in the mouth.

"This...was my subordinates' negligence. The Eighth Route Army was too cunning to transport the cannons back quietly, and we didn't notice it."

The staff officer understood that Fujiro Ono was putting the blame on him.

Chapter 760 Nine Angry Coalition Leaders

Although he knew that Fujiro Ono had bad intentions, the staff officer couldn't refute it.

The two levels are different, Ono Fujiro can shirk responsibility to him without any worries, but he can't dump the blame on Ono Fujiro without absolute certainty.

And this incident was indeed his fault. Up to this moment, he had recalled it countless times, but he couldn't remember when the Eighth Route Army outside the city brought back those artillery pieces again.

It was as if by magic tricks, the guns were transported away openly, and then the artillery that should have been elsewhere suddenly appeared on the position.

He could only admit it, but he didn't want to take responsibility, so he could only continue to blame the Eighth Route Army, saying they were too cunning.

The implication is that the Eighth Route Army did not make a statement in advance, and just shipped it back, which is simply too uninteresting.

Of course, this kind of rhetoric is very weak, and it is estimated that the staff officer can only use it to comfort himself, and it cannot convince others at all.

"So in the final analysis, it was because of your negligence that our city gate was bombarded by the Eighth Route Army?"

Fujiro Ono continued to serve as a staff officer.

He is a man who knows how to get to the point.

The staff officer was speechless, and it was useless to explain anything.

"So you became this ghost, and you were also bombed by the Eighth Route Army's shells?"

Fujiro Ono asked while pointing at the staff officer's face.

"this..."

The staff officer was a little hesitant, but finally hesitantly told the truth: "It wasn't bombed, it was stepped on."

"What? Have you been stepped on by a pig?"

Fujiro Ono was taken aback. In his limited field of cognition, this was the first time he saw a living person trampled like this.

Could it be that he was lying on the ground and was stepped on by soldiers of a division in turn?

"It wasn't a pig, it was our soldiers. The situation was too chaotic at that time. The soldiers were busy avoiding the shells. The subordinate accidentally fell down and was trampled like this."

The staff officer explained a little aggrieved.

In fact, even he himself didn't know who stepped on him, he just remembered that there were many feet on his body at that time.

So much so that he only cared about keeping his head and his life, and he didn't even have time to open his eyes to take a look. He felt as if he was being crushed by trucks.

"You are really an idiot. You are in charge of the command on the city wall, and you can still be in such a mess."

Fujiro Ono realized that the pigs he was talking about were his soldiers, so he immediately shut up and stopped talking about pigs.

The staff officer didn't remember how many times he was scolded as an idiot today, and he didn't care, he just wanted to end this conversation quickly, and then find a military doctor to see how many bones were broken on his body.

"How is the situation now?"

After venting the anger in his heart, Fujiro Ono just wanted to know what was going on at the southern city wall.

"The number of casualties is still being counted, and the specific losses are also being counted. The Eighth Route Army has temporarily ceased fire and is still confronting our army outside the city."

The staff officer replied truthfully.

He wanted to raise his right arm, but as soon as he moved, he felt a piercing pain, which made him grin his teeth, his face was already trampled beyond human, and it looked more like a ghost.

"Ineffective observation, ineffective command, hurry up, I will report to the superior, you just wait to be dealt with."