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By the light of the flare, Xia Yang had already seen the outline of the Japanese command headquarters in the distance through the telescope.
On the vast grassland, that position seemed very small, but it was the center for coordinating the entire Japanese front line defense.
The antenna used by the Japanese military for communications was still erected there, making it a very conspicuous target.
By this time, the sky had darkened, and Xia Yang could see the shadows of people moving above the Japanese army's position, obviously setting up a defense line.
The Japanese commander in this headquarters has no intention of escaping from here. Because Michutaro Komatsubara knew very well that their maneuverability was completely incomparable to the mechanized troops on the opposite side.
If you run away, it will be nothing more than being shot in the butt. If he didn't run away, even if he died, he would have been shot in the front. His death would be heroic and glorious.
"I'm not going to run away. That will save me trouble." Xia Yang said, suddenly as if he thought of something, he said to Hu Saner next to him: "Hu San'er, tell you something."
Hu San asked: "What happened?"
Xia Yang squinted his eyes and laughed, then whispered a few words into Hu San's ear.
After hearing this, Hu San's eyes lit up and he said: "Master, you are still very cunning. I will go and prepare now."
Xia Yang smiled and said: "The little devil is very vicious. Remember to ask those who go to wear bulletproof vests and find someone smarter to go."
Hu San patted his chest and said, "I'm quite smart."
Xia Yang hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Come on, there's no one straighter than you in the entire guard camp."
Hu San chuckled, and then ran to select the person who would carry out the task assigned by Xia Yang.
Five minutes later, Hu San brought over a young man from the guard camp.
The young man was wearing a black combat uniform and was covered with various combat equipment. There are a lot of equipment inside, which do not belong to this era. All of them were purchased by Xia Yang from the system.
"Reporter's seat, my name is Liu Mingda, sergeant of the guard camp." Liu Mingda saluted Xia Yang.
The young man in front of me looks to be in his early twenties, but his eyes are very determined. There is a faint scar on the left cheek. That was the shrapnel left by the mortar shell. If the shrapnel had been an inch deeper, the left half of Liu Mingda's face would have been scratched off.
"Liu Mingda, right? You understand the content of the mission, right?" Xia Yang said.
Liu Mingda nodded and said: "The camp has already told me, there is no problem."
Xia Yang nodded and said: "That's good, go ahead and pay attention to safety. If you find something is wrong, run back immediately. We will provide you with fire cover from the rear."
Liu Mingda smiled a little forcedly, and then said in a low voice: "Master, this is a life-threatening job. If this little devil loses his morals and kills him with one shot, then I will not lose money." ?¡±
"Stop talking nonsense, I think you just want some rewards, right?" Xia Yang scolded with a smile.
Liu Mingda chuckled and said: "The master's seat is the master's seat. You can see through my little thoughts at a glance."
Xia Yang waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, when we return to the ancient city of Mongolia, I will arrange for you to go to the officer training class. How about it?"
When Liu Mingda heard this, he immediately became energetic.
The officer training class is the "Whampoa Military Academy" in the ancient city of Mongolia. As long as you successfully graduate from it, you will be a deputy platoon commander no matter what. Moreover, there are so many battles at this time, and the army is constantly expanding. Being promoted to company commander and battalion commander will only take a year and a half.
"That's easy to say, Master, you just have to wait and see, I promise to fool the little devil into a daze." Liu Mingda said, jumped on a motorcycle, and then hung a white flag. , indicating that he is a peacemaker, not a combatant.
After doing this, he drove his motorcycle towards the Japanese headquarters in the distance.
On the Japanese position, the remaining soldiers in the general headquarters have written suicide notes and are preparing for the final decisive battle. They are ready to sacrifice themselves here. They just want to have their ashes placed in the Yasukuni Shrine for worship after they die.
"Someone is coming over there, kill him." A Japanese soldier saw Liu Mingda driving a motorcycle towards this side by the light of the flare, and said to the captain next to him.
As a result, as soon as he finished saying this, the team leader next to him yelledHe slapped his helmet with his palm and said, "Why are we fighting? I didn't see the white flag hanging. When two countries are fighting, don't kill the envoys. This is the rule."
At this time, the motorcycle slowly stopped in front of the Japanese army's position. Liu Mingda, who was driving the motorcycle, took out a large speaker from the sidecar next to him, and then said in Japanese: "Your division commander Well, we want to make peace with you, and I wonder if you can consider our conditions."
Hearing that they were actually trying to make peace, the team leader was a little surprised.
At this time, a staff officer on the position heard it, jumped out of the ditch and ran towards the headquarters behind.
"Division commander, there is a man coming from the opposite side, hanging a white flag, holding a loudspeaker and saying that he wants to make peace with us. Do you want to take a look?" The staff officer ran to Komatsubara Michutaro and said.
Komatsubara Michutaro frowned, thinking that the person opposite was not playing some trick.
But he thought about it, at this time, there is no need for the other side to play tricks. They are all going to be annihilated anyway.
So he walked directly out of the headquarters and arrived in front of the position.
Seeing Liu Mingda standing on the motorcycle, holding the horn high, Michutaro Komatsubara frowned, and then said loudly: "Who are you?"
When Liu Mingda heard this, he followed the voice and focused his attention on Michutaro Komatsubara.
At this time, the lights on the Japanese army's position illuminated him, allowing Liu Mingda to see him clearly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com