"Yes! Full page! Full page!"

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Tokyo.

Japanese invaders base camp.

"Baga!"

"This damn Zhang Yong!"

"Order Matsui Iwane to kill him!"

"Baga!"

"This Zhang Yong must be killed!"

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Beautiful country. Washington.

"Madam, there is news about Zhang Yong."

"Oh? Show me."

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Outside the concession, on the Huangpu River.

Many warships from world powers are docked, all equipped with high-power radios.

"Zhang Yong?"

"Matsui Iwane?"

The clear telegram was immediately copied and then forwarded.

This is the first-hand information they have. Judging from the contents of the telegram, it seems that the Chinese have not yet been defeated.

It seems that a young general was born among the Chinese people?

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"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Zhang Yong started sneezing again.

It's terrible...

I really want to cut off my nose.

Or when should I quietly go see an old Chinese medicine doctor?

By the way, cure shortness and weakness...

Pooh!

Pooh!

Where did you think you went?

I'm still young! Go see that, it's so embarrassing!

"Commissioner!"

"Commissioner!"

Rao Guohua is here.

His face was also full of excitement.

This battle also had a share in the Sichuan army.

Unlike the Yunnan Army, the Sichuan Army desperately needed victory to prove itself.

"Sir Rao."

"Commissioner, I have something to report to you."

"explain."

"We captured five Japanese invaders alive."

"Japanese invaders? Are they alive?"

"Commissioner, how do you deal with the Japanese invaders?"

"I'll go take a look."

Zhang Yong was a little confused. He didn’t find the red dot!

There are no red dots within a radius of five kilometers.

Why did the Sichuan Army still capture people alive?

"plz follow me."

"good."

Zhang Yong set off with Rao Guohua.

After walking a few hundred meters, we saw the prisoners.

He was indeed a prisoner. He was also wearing Japanese invaders' military uniforms and weapons.

However, the map shows no red dots.

In other words, the prisoners in front of us are not Japanese invaders.

"look……"

"Let me ask."

Zhang Yong bent down and looked at several prisoners.

The appearance is indeed no different from the Japanese invaders. But the eyes are wrong.

They are not as fanatical as the Japanese invaders, nor are they as stubborn. If they were Japanese invaders, it would be impossible for them to surrender.

"Are you from the Silla Peninsula?" Zhang Yong asked in dialect.

"Yes." one of the prisoners answered.

Zhang Yong:……

Sure enough, it's a stick.

They are not pure Japanese invaders. They are sticks.

I don’t know where this independent mixed brigade of the Japanese invaders was organized.

There were actually sticks in the team. Maybe there were a lot of them. But all the others were killed. Zhang Yong didn't even think about taking prisoners.

Those tough guys of the Yunnan Army never thought of taking prisoners. The brigade leader was killed. Not to mention the others?

If the Sichuan army hadn't captured several prisoners, Zhang Yong wouldn't have known about it.

"They are not Japanese invaders. They are sticks."

Zhang Yong’s simple explanation.

Rao Guohua was immediately disappointed and was about to raise his gun.

Since they are not Japanese invaders, then they will all be destroyed.

If you are not a Japanese invader, you are not worthy of being a prisoner. It will be of no use if you are captured. You still have to take care of your food when you go back.

Zhang Yong pretended not to see it, but actually he acquiesced.

It's all taken care of.

Eating requires money.

"Da da da..."

"Da da da..."

Gunshot.

All five prisoners died.

They are not Japanese invaders. They are invaders all the same. They must pay the price.

If he, Zhang Yong, was in power for a day, he would never give the Japanese invaders a chance. On the battlefield, he would not take any prisoners. He would kill them all.

Unless you really repent and are willing to spend the rest of your life to atone for your sins.

Otherwise, they will all be sent to hell to repent.

Look at your watch.

It's only early in the morning. The second half of the night has just arrived.

It seems that there is still time to do something big, but there is no target for now.

There are no red dots nearby…

Huh?
To be continued...