RPAGF Chapter 44 The training was ruined
Chapter 44 The training was ruined
"Baka!"
Sakurai felt he was being endlessly humiliated.
Nearby, a group of Eighth Route Army soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield. They had robbed him of his supplies, and he himself was being used by the Eighth Route Army soldiers to practice his sword skills. He had never suffered such humiliation before.
Wang Yousheng could also see that this Japanese officer was truly skilled with a sword! His proficiency in Japanese swordsmanship had reached 50, a testament to his samurai background. If it weren't for the Japanese officer's injured right hand, these new recruits might not have been able to train for so long.
thump...
At that moment, Sakurai was suddenly stabbed by a soldier. He hurriedly dodged, but unfortunately, he couldn't dodge in time, and a tear was cut on the right side of his uniform, causing the certificate to fall to the ground.
Under the moonlight, a golden chrysanthemum with a border on the front of the certificate of honor stood out brightly.
Sakurai Takashi's eyes narrowed, and he was about to bend down to pick it up when Wang Yousheng snatched it away.
Wang Yousheng glanced at it, and his cheat code automatically analyzed the text.
Intermediate Analysis: A certificate of honor was found.
Content: Sergeant Sakurai Takeshi, in one minute he killed 10 prisoners and in one minute he killed 30 civilians. His speed was extremely fast and his swordsmanship was superb. Congratulations on winning the First Army Samurai Swordsmanship Tournament. [Seal of the First Army, North China Area Army]
Wang Yousheng was shocked. "Damn little beast, no wonder he's so good at fighting, he's a swordsmanship champion."
What's even more infuriating is that this knife skills champion was awarded for killing Chinese people!
What kind of broken sword technique is that? It's nothing more than using ordinary people as targets for practice.
Snapped!
Wang Yousheng slammed the certificate on the ground, his face contorted with rage, and roared, "Damn it, everyone get one! Train him until he's crippled!"
The soldiers continued their relentless fighting until Sakurai was exhausted.
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At the same time, a few hundred meters away outside the pillbox, the 1st Company of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment of the Jin-Sui Army also came over.
They also noticed something was wrong ahead!
The scouts also rushed back.
Seeing the scout's face covered in cold sweat, Lieutenant Ma Xianli asked indifferently, "What happened?"
The scout immediately recounted his encounter with Zhang Dabiao.
Ma Xianli angrily cursed, "Damn it! Where did these Eighth Route Army soldiers come from?!"
The scouts dared not speak, but an adjutant beside them leaned in and said, "Company commander, the Eighth Route Army must think we're fighting them over the pillbox."
Ma Xianli grunted and said coldly, "How arrogant! Do you really think we, a few hundred men, are here to attack the pillbox? Pass down the order: advance immediately. I want to speak with their commander."
However, just as everyone was setting off, the scout said, "Company commander, the Eighth Route Army has already approached the Japanese pillbox. They may have already made their move."
"What?" Ma Xianli was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nose.
The adjutant next to him immediately said, "Company commander, the Eighth Route Army is definitely after those few guns from the Japanese. If we go there now, won't we expose ourselves? It's still early before the operation. We might as well wait for the Eighth Route Army to leave on their own, which will save us trouble."
Ma Xianli's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "Not bad, a good idea. The Eighth Route Army will take the pillbox for us without making a sound, and I can just sit back and enjoy the benefits."
"Everyone in the company, rest where you are!"
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Inside the pillbox, Wang Yousheng directed the new recruits to advance wave after wave, and Sakurai Takeshi's mentality completely collapsed.
Sakurai Takeshi gripped his sword, his eyes blazing with fury. His military uniform was riddled with wounds, from which blood was constantly flowing…
Sakurai wanted to resist, but under the Eighth Route Army's relentless tactics, he felt powerless, his limbs trembled, and the sword he held jingled.
"Katsuko, are you done? We can retreat now."
At this moment, Zhang Dabiao arrived with his men.
Zhang Dabiao was overjoyed. This was one of the few victories he had achieved since joining the army, as he had captured the Japanese pillbox with zero casualties.
Wang Yousheng glanced at him and said, "So, Battalion Commander Zhang, why are you so happy? What good stuff did you get?"
Zhang Dabiao chuckled and said, "Not much, just two Type 96 light machine guns, a dozen Type 38 rifles, two boxes of bullets, 800 jin of flour, and two boxes of canned beef. We even caught a Japanese translator. Tsk tsk, our battalion made a profit."
Wang Yousheng raised an eyebrow slightly, which reminded him of the 1st Company of the 358th Regiment, which had been silent all along. Ever since the 1st Company of the 3587th Regiment came into his view, Wang Yousheng had been considering this issue.
"Translator? Where is he? Let me see."
Zhang Dabiao immediately ordered his men to bring over the translator who had been knocked unconscious.
Zhang Dabiao slapped the translator across the face, and the guy woke up.
Wang Yousheng sized him up and said, "Tell me, have you been making any big moves lately?"
The Japanese translator adjusted his glasses, looking completely bewildered, and said blankly, "Eighth Master, no, no."
"No?"
Wang Yousheng was puzzled. If there was no big commotion, why would it alarm the 358th Regiment?
Even if you beat him to death, he wouldn't believe that the 1st Company of the 358th Regiment came to attack the pillbox.
Zhang Dabiao sensed something was wrong. He grabbed the translator by the neck, glared at him, and yelled, "Behave yourself, or I'll crush your neck!"
"Eighth...Eighth Master, even if it were true, I really wouldn't know..."
Zhang Dabiao noticed the fear in the boy's eyes and knew he wasn't lying, so he let go of his grip.
Zhang Dabiao then asked, "Shengzi, have you noticed something's wrong?"
Wang Yousheng nodded: "That's right. You know, there are still people from the 358th Regiment outside. Do you think they'll just come and attack the pillbox so easily?"
Without a second thought, Zhang Dabiao cursed, "Damn it, that can't be it. The 358th Regiment is rolling in money; why would they care about the stuff in the Japanese pillbox?"
Wang Yousheng also felt puzzled, but his intuition told him that tonight was destined to be extraordinary.
Zhang Dabiao noticed that the soldiers were still fighting Sakurai Takeshi with bayonets, and said, "Hey? You guys aren't done yet. Just cut him down with one blow and you're done."
Wang Yousheng snapped out of his daze, rolled his eyes, and said, "What's the rush? We're launching a surprise attack. If we don't fire, we won't alert the Japanese. Take it slow, I know what I'm doing."
Wang Yousheng has intermediate-level detection skills; he can detect any movement within 2000 meters. Based on this alone, he is confident in grasping the entire situation.
At this moment, Sakurai Takeshi finally succumbed to the soldiers' relentless attacks.
A soldier rushed forward, intending to exchange blows with Sakurai Takeshi, but Sakurai Takeshi didn't even have the strength to block; the bayonet pierced straight through his chest.
The soldier raised an eyebrow and kicked him in the chest, pulling the bayonet out and spraying blood.
Blood splattered down, landing right on the award certificate adorned with gold chrysanthemums.
Sakurai Takeshi lay on the ground, his body convulsing, his eyes fixed on the award certificate. He couldn't believe he was going home so soon...
He felt he had let his brother down, and he had let his family down...
Sakurai Takeshi has fallen, but this is not the end!
Several soldiers charged forward with bayonets raised, and with a few sharp slashes, they pierced Sakurai Takeshi's body, turning it into a sieve. The bayonets ripped out the food from his stomach, and blood flowed everywhere...
Wang Yousheng didn't stop him. He thought of the contents of the certificate—the lives of dozens of compatriots! He even wanted to personally go up and dismember Sakurai Takeshi.
"Ring ring ring..."
Just as the comrades were venting their anger, a clear telephone ring came from the pillbox.
Speechless, everyone looked toward the telephone inside the pillbox.
Seeing this, Zhang Shan couldn't help but ask, "What should we do?"
Zhang Dabiao said, "The work is all done, who cares what it is? Send the word down and prepare to evacuate."
However, Wang Yousheng reached out and stopped him.
Zhang Dabiao grinned: "What's up, Shengzi?"