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"Calculate the losses yourself and send me a copy. I'm worried that my statistics are inaccurate."

Ahhhh...

Ahhhh...

Hisao Tani's anger surged again and he tore the telegram into pieces.

The communications officer quickly turned around and ran away, escaping the disaster.

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

I've never seen anyone so arrogant.

No more!

We must do everything we can to kill this Zhang Yong!

Even if five, no, ten divisions are gathered together, he must be killed! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Zhang Yong sneezed continuously.

In fact, he has not gone far yet. He is still near Bengbu.

The Martin 139WC bomber has enough fuel to stay in the air for a long time, so he is naturally not in a hurry to return home.

The air command map showed that Japanese fighter planes from other places did not send support.

It seemed that the other Japanese invaders were watching the Bengbu Railway Station being bombed. None of them were indifferent.

In that case, you're welcome. Come back tonight.

After thinking for a while, he continued to invent coded telegrams.

After teasing the Japanese army's red deer, it's time to tease the Japanese navy's red deer.

This is called treating everyone equally.

"The Army's loss of red deer is so great, why don't your Navy pop some champagne to celebrate?"

The mind changes quickly.

The telegram was completed in one go and sent out smoothly.

Beautiful.

So cool.

Only then did we return home leisurely.

Prepare to come back tomorrow morning.

…

Jinling.

Headquarters of the Japanese Invaders' Central China Dispatch Army.

"Baga!"

"Come back tomorrow morning!?"

Shunroku Hata almost exploded with anger on the spot.

Is this a repeated slap in the face of the Japanese Empire?

How dare you come again?

Dare you tell the time?

Ahhhh...

Does the Japanese Empire have no face?

"Baga!"

"Order the aviation force to respond immediately!"

"Otherwise, they will all die! All of them will commit seppuku and apologize!"

"Baga!"

…

Shanghai. Japanese Consulate General.

Akiyama Shigekui looked at the clear telegram she had just received. Her expression changed.

Damn...

Zhang Yong actually bombed Bengbu Railway Station?

It seems that the Army's losses will not be small.

In addition to the losses at Jinling Airport a few days ago...

Of course, this is not important.

The important thing is, will Zhang Yong come to Shanghai?

Will they suddenly bomb the Consulate General? Will they bomb him Akiyama Shigekui?

It's terrible...

If you really come...

Very dangerous!

Planes come and go without a trace and may arrive at any time.

Maybe in the middle of the night, while I was still dreaming, Zhang Yong arrived. Then the bomb fell gorgeously...

no.

I have to find Wakayama Lobster.

Doesn't he have inside information? It would be best to inform him in advance.

Money is not important.

Life is important.

They are all high-level people, not cannon fodder at the bottom.

It doesn't matter if those ignorant soldiers die tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. They are just numbers. A piece of red paper can force them into the army.

However, if senior officials like them died, it wouldn't be worth it.

At least Akiyama Shigekui didn't want to die.

We must find a way to contact the Wakayama libertine...

[To be continued]
Chapter completed!