Anti-Japanese Super Legion

Chapter 14 Noda's Fury

"Baga, Baga, Baga!!!"

Outside the gate of the arsenal of Liufeng Town, Captain Noda's face was pale, and his arms trembled slightly when he pressed the command knife. He forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, which stopped the swear words that were about to be blurted out.

Beside him, the rest of the squadron captains of the brigade were present, except for Captain Yoshino, who guarded the arsenal. Several squadron captains all looked gloomy, and no one dared to talk more.

At three o'clock in the morning, Captain Noda, who was stationed in Beifeng City, received a phone call from Hu Sihai, the head of the security regiment in Liufeng Town, saying that the arsenal in Liufeng Town was attacked, everything was looted, and the arsenal had been burned.

Noda was suddenly anxious. He shouted on the phone, "Where's Saburo Yoshino? Let him answer the phone."

Hu Sihai said for a long time before hesitantly replied, "Captain Yoshino and his squadron are all broken."

Bang--, the phone fell on the table, bounced and rolled down the table, and was echoed in the air by the phone rope.

Saburo Yoshino is Noda's favorite general, and his uncle is General Yoshino, the deputy commander of the Imperial Military Department. This time, he was sent to Beifeng City to hone him and will soon be transferred back for promotion.

Because of this, Captain Noda arranged him to the safest arsenal of Liufeng Town. He felt that the place was foolproof and could be transferred back in a year or two.

Unexpectedly, the arsenal was broken and Yoshino was also killed. How could I explain to Mr. Yoshino?

Noda felt that he had two big heads, and he immediately rushed to the arsenal of Liufeng Town.

Before I got close to the arsenal, I saw half of the sky red outside Liufeng Town, and the raging flames could be seen a few miles away. The night sky was reflected in dark red by the blood-stained red.

A little far from the arsenal, a sharp-eyed Japanese captain stretched out his hand and pointed to the door of the arsenal, "Look, there."

Noda and others looked together and found a dark shadow on the flagpole outside the gate of the arsenal shaking with the wind, which seemed to be a person's head.

The splitter grabbed a 38-or-large cover, and the wild field bullet was loaded, raising his hand and aiming at the flagpole.

With a bang of gunshots, the head on the flagpole fell and rolled to the ground. A Japanese soldier hurriedly ran over, picked up the head from the ground, and returned to the front of the team.

"It's Yoshino-kun."

Several squadron captains exclaimed at the same time. They all recognized the head stained with soil and blood. It was Captain Saburo Yoshino.

Holding the head, Noda's eyes spewed anger. He couldn't help roaring, "Search me completely, don't let go of any clues."

The Japanese soldiers scattered around and rushed to the arsenal.

Today's arsenal has turned into a sea of fire, full of fire tongues, suffocating heat waves everywhere, and the crackling sound of flames mixed with the roar of house collapse.

"Captain, look!"

As soon as several squadron captains arrived outside the door, they saw the hill with Japanese soldiers' heads piled up at the door. More than a hundred bloody devil heads piled up together, which was also spectacular.

Noda's lips trembling. He didn't expect to witness this scene as soon as he arrived here. The other party simply took Yoshino Squadron as the prey of the slaughter, which was too bullying.

But he forgot that in the September 18 Incident, the head of the Northeast soldiers cut down by the Noda Brigade was dozens of times that of these people. At that time, he was happy to praise his officers.

Jumping down from the war horse, Noda walked towards the pile of heads. Several officers hurriedly surrounded him to protect him, and they were all pushed away by him.

The head mountain is piled up at the door of the arsenal. The blood on those people's heads has been half dry, and the expression on their faces is also fixed in a moment of death: there are those who are confused, some are frightened, and there are sad and inexplicable, or even unwilling to die...

Noda squatted down in front of the head. He pulled off the white gloves on his fingers little by little, and then stretched out his hand to take off the top one of the devil's head and put it on the white cloth spread by the Japanese soldiers. "Hatsumura Ichim, captain of Yoshino Squadron, my former serviceman, Kyoto native."

He picked up another head, and the blood in his neck had not completely dried up. He immediately wet his sleeves. "Done, the captain of Yoshino Squadron, an excellent student of the Artillery Department of the Army Private School, a Hokkaido native."

"Hayaichi, Private, from Tokyo."

"Sakata Takugi, Yoshino Squadron..."

In the next hour, Noda put the heads of the people piled up together on the white cloth one by one. Every time he put it, he would accurately say his resume, as if these were his relatives, which had to make people sigh.

The rest of the squadron leaders took off their military caps and stood aside, paying tribute to these heroic imperial warriors. Although most of them are ordinary soldiers, they are also the pride of the imperial soldiers, which is worthy of their salute and mourning.

Finally, he put the last head on the white cloth. Captain Noda stood up, took the handkerchief and wiped the dirt on his palm, and then ordered an officer, "You take someone to bring the heads of these warriors back to Beifeng City. You must send them on the road with the highest specifications."

"Hai." The Japanese officer raised his hand and saluted, and then commanded several Japanese soldiers to put the white cloth on a big truck and left.

Next, Captain Noda began to search the fire to see if there was anything left, but Chen Feng destroyed it so completely that the whole arsenal was burned. Noda circled around the arsenal several times, but found nothing valuable.

At this time, a Japanese soldier ran over and whispered something in the ear of a squadron leader. The captain hurried to Noda and said, "Captain, I found some clues over there."

Noda waved his hand and took the officers to the place mentioned by the Japanese soldiers. He found that it was a minefield in the south of the arsenal, which was not affected because it was far from the arsenal and was completely preserved.

This minefield is arranged with mines produced by the Japanese army, and the arrangement is also a minefield unique to the Noda Brigade. From Noda's professional perspective, there is nothing wrong with it.

But in such a dense minefield, a line of messy footprints appeared. They crossed the minefield along a specific route and extended all the way to the jungle at the foot of the mountain opposite the minefield.

Noda's face became more and more ugly, and later he broke out in a cold sweat.

This route can be said to be the only path that can safely pass through the minefield. Only by following this path can you come under the wall of the arsenal without touching it.

How powerful is the knowledge of detonation to find out the path accurately? Noda didn't know, but he knew that if he was the founder of the mine warfare method of the Kanto Army, it would be difficult to find a path in a week.

It's okay if the other party has been studying the minefield for a week or more, but if not, Captain Noda dares not think about it.

No one wants to meet such a terrible opponent.

Bypassing the minefield, Noda and others came to the opposite jungle and found many footprints here. From the traces, it can be seen that they are not like a regular team, but more like bandits in the mountains.

Picked up a row of bullets with three or eight caps from the grass. Noda looked at it carefully for a moment and said, "It seems that this group of people robbed the munitions."

A squadron leader was puzzled, "But, captain, as far as I know, no bandit force nearby is enough to beat the arsenal stationed by Yoshino?" For Yoshino, who is known as the three heroes of the military academy, other colleagues still admire his ability.

Noda sighed, and he pointed to the traces on the ground. "Look, these footprints are very mixed. If I'm not wrong, I guess several bandit forces are entangled together, so I can get it."

The officers nodded repeatedly, but then a meditative look appeared on Noda's face. He paced forward slowly with his hands behind his back and said to himself, "These alone are not enough. The other party should have a very powerful master."

I have to say that Noda has guessed that he is inseparable. If Chen Feng hadn't taken action, Liang Shan and other bandits alone would have suffered heavy casualties if they couldn't even cross the minefield.

Wildfield wandered around the jungle for a long time. Although he found a lot of traces, according to the time, these bandits should have gone far away, and it was too late to chase them, so he did not send troops to chase them.

"Go, go back to Feng Town!" Seeing that it was past noon, Noda turned around and walked towards the car parked at the door of the arsenal.

At the mouth of Liufeng Town, Hu Sihai, with several puppet military officers of the security regiment, looked out of the town uneasily.

Captain Yoshino was killed and the arsenal was robbed. Hu Sihai estimated that the Noda devils would be furious, and he would be unlucky if he didn't make trouble. Up to now, he regretted that he should not have hidden in the regimental headquarters to support him because he was timid and afraid of things.

Now he can only pray that Captain Noda is confused and forgets himself in the town.

Unfortunately, the traitor's prayer was not effective. The sound of the engine of a Japanese motorcycle came from a distance, followed by a train. Hu Sihai's heart suddenly lit up and kept rubbing his hands, "It's over, it's dead."

"Fanter, why don't we run?" Several officers whispered beside them, and they were also afraid.

Seeing that the convoy was approaching, Hu Sihai gritted his teeth and shouted to a few men, "What are you afraid of? Even if you die." After saying that, he went straight up.

Several men looked at each other and had to follow.

He ran to the side of the car. Hu Sihai stretched out his hand and took off his hat to reveal his big bald head, and his waist was about to bend to the ground. "Noda Taijun, Hu Sihai welcomes you to visit and guide."

Noda stepped down from the car, looked at the pug-like Hu Sihai, and suddenly waved his hand and shouted, "Come on, drag it down and shoot him to death."

Two Japanese soldiers rushed up together, dragged Hu Sihai's arm and pulled it aside.

Hu Sihai was scared. He kicked the ground desperately, pulled his neck and shouted, "Taijun, I'm wronged. Please forgive me, Taijun."

But the two devil soldiers still dragged him to the depression by the roadside!

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