Chapter 1 The Landing

Of course, that kind of landing method used by Squad Leader Sakurai Forty-Six was the fastest, and could avoid a lot of bullets.

However, no Japanese soldier was willing to try such a death-seeking landing method. The other Japanese soldiers who were landing normally were now anxious!

In the air, all they could hear was the whistling wind and the sound of bullets whizzing past. After spotting the Japanese soldiers in the sky, the Nationalist troops were ordering machine guns to sweep the area.

A rapid forced landing like the one Squad Leader Sakurai Forty-Six used was certainly not easy to hit, but it was also impossible to survive. But just floating in the air, allowing the Nationalist soldiers below to strafe with machine guns and heavy machine guns, there was little chance of survival either.

More than a dozen corpses were already floating in the air, drifting aimlessly. There were even more wounded Japanese soldiers, struggling and groaning in the air.

The front-line commanders of the Second War Area had temporarily halted their offensive against the Japanese positions. They sent teams rushing towards the areas where the Japanese soldiers were likely to land, intending to annihilate them as soon as they touched down.

Although they didn't know what the Japanese were air-dropping these soldiers for, they couldn't let them go as long as they were Japanese – this was the consensus of all Chinese.

Regardless of what happened to the other paratroopers, Squad Leader Inoue Kazuma, Squad Leader Yoshikawa Shiro, and Squad Leader Tezuka Takeo were lucky.

At least they landed safely on a small hillside, and the three of them had seen each other during the descent, quickly reuniting after landing.

Now they had no idea which direction to go. They knew nothing about this mountainous area.

Gunfire could be heard to the east, indicating a battle. Regardless, they needed to find the battlefield to find the 106th Division.

Squad Leader Inoue Kazuma pointed in the direction of the gunfire, indicating they should head that way. The three Japanese soldiers set off with their weapons, abandoning their parachutes, not even thinking about recovering or packing them up.

After discarding the parachutes, the three Japanese soldiers had only walked less than two hundred meters when they were ordered to freeze.

More than twenty Nationalist soldiers surrounded them from all sides. Clearly, these soldiers wanted to take prisoners. Otherwise, with twenty-odd guns firing at once, the three Japanese soldiers would have been dead meat.

They had only been air-dropped for less than ten minutes before being surrounded by a large force. Squad Leader Inoue Kazuma was shocked: Should they surrender?

The thought was instantly dismissed by Tezuka Takeo beside him, who drew his command saber and looked like a cornered beast.

What could Squad Leader Inoue Kazuma say at this point? He could only draw his command saber as well. The three Japanese soldiers stood back-to-back in a triangle, protecting each other.

With a shout, Squad Leader Inoue Kazuma charged towards the Nationalist soldiers. These Japanese soldiers had been carefully selected, with top-notch combat skills and command techniques.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been sent on such an important mission.

The time had come for these Japanese commanders, specially selected twice by the headquarters of the China Expeditionary Army, to demonstrate their abilities.

Squad Leader Inoue Kazuma was a formidable fighter. He charged ahead, using his rifle to stab and knock down a Nationalist soldier blocking his way.

When several Nationalist soldiers thrust their rifles at him, Tezuka Takeo and Yoshikawa Shiro immediately helped to parry most of the blows.

In a short time, Inoue Kazuma and the others had stabbed down four Nationalist soldiers, infuriating Platoon Leader Chen. According to the Nationalist army's reward system, a prisoner was worth more than a dead Japanese soldier. He had seen that there were twenty-three of his men against only three Japanese soldiers, and thought that simply showing their force would make the Japanese soldiers surrender.

He didn't expect these Japanese soldiers not only to refuse to surrender, but to charge forward and wound four of his men.

These Japanese soldiers were too ferocious! Platoon Leader Chen had to resort to underhanded tactics, secretly arranging for two skilled riflemen to take potshots at the Japanese soldiers.

The first shot hit Tezuka Takeo. The wounded Tezuka Takeo was quickly stabbed three times in the chest by Nationalist soldiers.

Even so, he continued to wave his command saber, trying to intimidate the Nationalist soldiers. This kind of fierce Japanese soldier really made these Nationalist soldiers a little timid.

Tezuka Takeo was shot twice and stabbed three times. He was waving his command saber in a desperate struggle. Although his bravery intimidated the Nationalist soldiers, it couldn't stop his death.

The hand wielding the command saber fell limply, and the saber dropped to the ground. The two soldiers firing potshots fired again, and the other two Japanese soldiers were each shot twice. Now, no matter how fierce they were, they couldn't exert their strength.

With the death of Squad Leader Tezuka Takeo, there was a gap in the Japanese soldiers' triangular formation. Furthermore, the other two Japanese soldiers had also been shot.

At this time, Platoon Leader Chen no longer thought about taking prisoners. He just wanted to kill these Japanese soldiers quickly to avoid any complications.

A dozen Nationalist soldiers swarmed forward, stabbing wildly with their bayonets. The other two Japanese soldiers were instantly killed. Platoon Leader Chen looked at the four new wounded on his side and said with annoyance, "If I had known, I would have just shot them dead earlier. There was no need to try and capture any prisoners."

This time, the more than two hundred Japanese commanders that were air-dropped were all carefully selected. Many of the Nationalist soldiers had the intention of capturing them alive, but after much effort and many casualties, they could only kill these Japanese soldiers in the end.

This was where the advantage of the Special Operations Brigade in dealing with Japanese soldiers was evident. No matter what kind of Japanese soldier, they didn't want them alive, only dead.

This not only made it easier for the soldiers at the grassroots level to make choices during combat, but also reduced many of their casualties.

Of the more than two hundred Japanese soldiers who were air-dropped, some were shot dead by machine guns before they even landed. Some fell into traps set by the Nationalist army, and some fell directly into Nationalist positions.

Squad Leader Tomosaka Taro was an extremely lucky Japanese soldier. He had never learned to parachute before, but that didn't stop him from being selected to be air-dropped into the Wanjialing Mountains to provide reinforcements.

On the plane, Squad Leader Tomosaka Taro, along with the other Japanese soldiers, received thirty minutes of parachute training.

Then came the real thing: parachute jumping. When he jumped out of the plane, he saw the blue sky, white clouds, and the vast jungle below, but he felt no excitement.

Squad Leader Tomosaka Taro only felt fear, but he couldn't show it. These Japanese soldiers were all elites drawn from various units, and fear was the behavior of a coward, which would be ridiculed by the other Japanese soldiers.

Although Squad Leader Tomosaka Taro hadn't jumped before, he was fortunate enough not to be hit by the countless bullets tearing through the air, and he successfully landed on the Japanese side of the line.

Sergeant Major Kita Hayato hadn't had a single good day since entering the Wanjialing Mountains with his unit. Although he was still alive, only a dozen Japanese soldiers remained in his squad.

That wasn't important; it was enough if his comrades died instead of him. The bad thing was that the Japanese soldiers in Sergeant Major Kita Hayato's squad or company hadn't found a good place to die.

They died by the roadside, by the ditch. The surviving Japanese soldiers had been hungry for many days, and they didn't know whether tomorrow or death would come first.

None of the surviving Japanese soldiers were willing to bury the dead. They just looked at the Japanese soldiers who hadn't died in a good place with disgust, and sighed, "Why didn't you find a good place to die?"

Of course, the dead Japanese soldiers couldn't utter a single word, but they could spit out a maggot.

Japanese soldiers who had been dead for two or three days could do this, and not only could they spit out maggots from their mouths, but maggots were constantly crawling in and out of their eyes, cheeks, nostrils, and ears.

Sergeant Major Kita Hayato didn't dare to look at this scene for long, but just one glance was enough to make him never forget it. He kept thinking, would he become like this if he died?

The dead Japanese soldiers were by the roadside, in the ditches. As long as he opened his eyes, he could see their corpses everywhere.

From a distance, he could smell the foul odor emanating from the corpses, and he could hear the buzzing of swarms of flies flapping their wings.

Countless flies gathered on these corpses to feed, lay eggs, and frolic, looking from afar like they had covered the corpses with a black blanket. As soon as he got closer, the black blanket would fly up with a "whoosh".

Revealing mouths spewing maggots. Although Sergeant Major Kita Hayato had seen at least a thousand such corpses, he still couldn't get used to it.

Whether the surviving Japanese soldiers got used to it or not, they had to coexist with these corpses in this area. Sergeant Major Kita Hayato and his unit had received orders to attack Zhanggushan. That morning, they had successfully stormed Zhanggushan under the cover of artillery and aircraft.

Later, they were driven down by the Nationalist army's fierce artillery fire. In any case, the squad leader and platoon leader were both dead, so these Japanese soldiers didn't need to continue to defend the summit.

It wasn't that Sergeant Major Kita Hayato and the other surviving Japanese soldiers were afraid of death, but they had seen dozens of Japanese soldiers die on Zhanggushan that day, and the disgusting flies had immediately crawled onto the faces of those who had just died to lay their eggs.

According to the experience that the surviving Japanese soldiers had gained from observing in their spare time these days, these eggs would turn into small white maggots in two hours.

Kita Hayato sometimes thought: If his body would be covered with maggots after he died, he'd rather be blown to ashes by a shell.

In any case, after this squad of Japanese soldiers escaped from Zhanggushan, they waited outside. They no longer had a commander, and none of the Japanese soldiers knew what to do.

At this time, they saw a Japanese soldier falling from the sky. When they saw this air-dropped Japanese soldier, they immediately recognized from his rank that he was an officer.

With a commander, the thirty-odd Japanese soldiers here seemed to have found their backbone. They perked up, stood up, and stared at the air-dropped Japanese soldier.

Squad Leader Tomosaka Taro, who had just landed, looked at the Japanese soldiers who surrounded him: Each of them was sallow and emaciated, and had no strength.

There was no fighting spirit in the eyes of these Japanese soldiers, only despair, deep despair. Commander of the 106th Division Matsuura Junroku had received orders, knowing that this time the commander of the China Area Army, Chief of Staff Yan Juunroku, had personally air-dropped more than two hundred commanders to them.

He immediately notified these few Japanese soldiers in the entire division of this good news, and also issued an order to his few remaining defeated soldiers: to do their best to protect these air-dropped Japanese soldiers.

Sergeant Major Kita Hayato and his men were now in a position to protect this air-dropped Japanese soldier, so Squad Leader Tomosaka Taro was sent to Regiment Commander Kosadera Shota nearby.

Here, he saw that there were already three Japanese soldiers who had jumped from the plane. These Japanese soldiers had all jumped from the plane, and they of course knew how difficult it was to be alive now, but they didn't dare to speak presumptuously in front of Commander Kosadera Shota.

Commander Kosadera Shota was clearly impatient and said weakly, "When you came down from the air, you should have seen that we are surrounded here by the Nationalist army.

The Nationalist army is on all sides. We originally had one way to break out of here, which was to go out from Zhanggushan.

But this place has been repeatedly contested, and now it has been taken back by the Nationalist army. Our warriors have suffered heavy casualties, especially the grassroots commanders.

Now I order: Each of you Japanese soldiers will command a company, and lead the warriors to capture Zhanggushan. Open a path for the entire division.

You, go to Honda Company to serve as company commander. Captain Honda was a warrior, and he was wounded in battle and died of his injuries.

You, go to Sato Company to serve as company commander. Captain Sato was a warrior, and he died gloriously in battle.

You, go to Kato Company to serve as company commander. Captain Kato was a warrior, and he has already died gloriously.

You go to..."

You all immediately gather your troops and immediately organize an attack on Zhanggushan."

These four Japanese soldiers were clearly the first air-dropped commanders to be discovered and brought to the regimental headquarters, so they were entrusted with the position of company commander.

Although the air-drop process was a bit tortuous, Tomosaka Taro, as a lucky man, was secretly delighted that he could be promoted to company commander.

Promoting all four Japanese soldiers who had been air-dropped into company commanders and letting them command the troops to immediately attack Zhanggushan was the only decision that Regiment Commander Kosadera Shota could make now.

"Hai!" The four Japanese soldiers, Tomosaka Taro and the others, were taken out of the command post by a staff officer without understanding anything.

At this time, these four newly promoted company commanders didn't even know in which direction Zhanggushan was.

Infantry 123rd Regiment Commander Kosadera Shota was also very helpless. His regiment had already made eye contact with the 27th Infantry Division on Baishui Street last time.

These Japanese soldiers were on Baishui Street, and the Japanese soldiers of the 27th Infantry Division were on Qilinfeng, and the two sides could use gunshots to transmit signals to each other. As a result, they were driven out of Baishui Street by a team that suddenly rushed out.

These days, Commander Kosadera Shota felt regret in his heart whenever he thought of this: If he had been more determined at the beginning, or if he had invested more troops in the previous two days, perhaps everything would have been completely different.

Unfortunately, there was no regret medicine in the world, and all of his regrets could not be undone. Now he could only place his hopes on these newly arrived Japanese soldiers.

He hoped that they would be able to inspire the fighting spirit and morale of his subordinates and capture Zhanggushan in one fell swoop, and then break out of this mountainous area.

Ando Takezo pointed to a mountain to the south and said, "That mountain is Zhanggushan. I will now send you to various companies to gather Japanese soldiers.

They are still a little frightened at this time, but as long as you do some work for them, you can definitely create a miracle.

We are counting on you to capture Zhanggushan and open the way forward."

Squad Leader Tomosaka Taro, Squad Leader Miyazawa Kamenosuke, Squad Leader Nakajima 46, and Squad Leader Ono Ayumu, the four Japanese soldiers who had just been promoted to company commander, looked at Zhanggushan together.

The mountain wasn't high, it looked like it was thirty or forty meters high. The most distinctive feature was that the distant mountains were all green, but only this mountain was yellow with dirt.

Several Japanese squad leaders and platoon leaders all had vision. They understood it after only one glance: Although the mountain was small, its role was too great.

The position they were standing in was flat ground. This was a rare piece of flat ground surrounded by mountains, and the thirty-odd meter high Zhanggushan looked tall against the backdrop of the flat ground.

From Zhanggushan, you could overlook the entire Japanese defense line, which was what made the 106th Division the most uncomfortable.

If the Nationalist army could deploy an artillery regiment on Zhanggushan, they could easily strike any Japanese soldier in the entire 10th Division.

While several Japanese soldiers were inspecting the terrain, they were suddenly solemnly entrusted by a lieutenant colonel staff officer, and they were all startled. The highest-ranking of these Japanese soldiers was only a squad leader.

Their rank was far inferior to that of Staff Officer Ando Takezo. The four Japanese soldiers quickly stood at attention and saluted, "Hai!"

Staff Officer Ando Takezo walked ahead to lead the way. He pointed to a flat ground covered with corpses by the side of the road and said, "Company Commander Sato, Company Commander Kato, Company Commander Honda, and Company Commander Kobashi are all there. All the commanders above the company commander level in the entire regiment are here."

They were a little distance away from the location where the corpses were placed. From a distance, each corpse was covered with a black blanket.

Squad Leader Tomosaka Taro was now Company Commander Tomosaka Taro. He said loudly, "Let's pay our respects to the remains of the warriors and learn from their spirit."

There was a clear look of hesitation on Staff Officer Ando Takezo's face, but Company Commander Miyazawa Kamenosuke, Company Commander Nakajima 46, and Company Commander Ono Ayumu, the newly promoted company commanders, all expressed their approval.

Under such circumstances, Staff Officer Ando Takezo no longer stopped them. He led the four Japanese soldiers toward the cemetery.

When they were still ten meters away from that area, they could already hear a dense "buzzing" sound. After these Japanese soldiers got closer, they saw clearly that the black blanket was actually made up of countless densely packed flies squeezed together.

Now that they had gotten closer, the flies flew up with a "boom," and many of them flew onto the faces of these surviving Japanese soldiers, and some landed directly on their heads and clothes.

After the flies flew away, Staff Officer Ando Takezo pointed to a corpse with white maggots all over its face and said, "This is Company Commander Honda."

Company Commander Tomosaka Taro looked at this company commander. The nostrils were gone. At this time, there was only a small black hole left, and many maggots were busily drilling in and out of this small hole. Some maggots that drilled out from this place drilled back into the gaps in the mouth where only a row of teeth remained in the next moment.

At this time, it could be seen that Company Commander Honda's teeth were very white, and there were also two shiny gold teeth, which emitted an attractive luster in the sun.

They walked forward a few steps, and another group of flies flew up, landing on Company Commander Honda, who had just cleared the space, and instantly covered him with a fly blanket again.

"This is Company Commander Sato!" Staff Officer Ando Takezo introduced. Looking at the corpses of these Japanese company commanders, Tomosaka Taro suddenly thought, "If I die here, will I be like these company commanders, covered with flies and maggots in my nostrils and eyes?"

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately felt uncomfortable all over. At this time, he very much regretted that he shouldn't have had the idea of coming to pay his respects to these Japanese remains.

The idea was good, but the actual execution was too unfriendly. But this was the path he had chosen himself, and he had to accompany them to the end no matter how uncomfortable he was.

After they walked out of this pile of corpses, there were some white fly eggs on their clothes. Staff Officer Ando Takezo said with experience, "Just pat them off! These annoying flies are laying eggs every day."

On the road ahead, Company Commander Tomosaka Taro and the others saw more of these scenes. Although there weren't as many corpses piled up together as before, there were two or three corpses here and four or five corpses there by the side of the road, all the same, all covered with flies.

Company Commander Tomosaka Taro asked, "Why aren't these corpses buried? Or cremated?"

This was a normal question. Staff Officer Ando Takezo had a difficult expression on his face, but in the end, he told the truth: "The warriors are too tired from fighting, they are unwilling to do it. Of course, this is also related to the fact that they haven't had enough to eat for half a month."

Only then did these new company commanders understand: It wasn't that the Japanese officers didn't want to collect these corpses, but they could no longer command their subordinates to do things.

What kind of army was this? It could actually be like this? The commanders couldn't command their subordinates!

Company Commander Tomosaka Taro was taken to a group of Japanese soldiers. Staff Officer Ando Takezo introduced that these were all the Japanese soldiers in Honda Company.

Looking at the Japanese soldiers here, either sitting or standing, they had one thing in common: They were thin! So thin that they were skin and bones, like the refugees that Company Commander Tomosaka Taro had seen in Nanjing City.

Each of them had a blank look in their eyes, without any brilliance. After hearing Staff Officer Ando Takezo announce the order, these Japanese soldiers just swept their indifferent eyes over Company Commander Tomosaka Taro, and then all looked at a corpse covered with flies not far away by the side of the road.

This kind of silent reminder made Company Commander Tomosaka Taro feel terrified. He thought that these Japanese soldiers were reminding him of his fate.

The so-called Honda Company only had fifty or so Japanese soldiers, which was completely a platoon. Commanding a platoon was something that Company Commander Tomosaka Taro was very good at, as he was originally a squad leader.

"Assemble! Toot!" After Staff Officer Ando Takezo left with the other three company commanders, Company Commander Tomosaka Taro immediately began to assemble the dozens of Japanese soldiers under his command.

All the Japanese soldiers in the entire company were here, and they could all hear it just by shouting, but Company Commander Tomosaka Taro still blew his whistle, wanting to use noise to stimulate these Japanese soldiers under his command.

To make them excited, to make them a little more angry. The only difference between these Japanese soldiers under his command and the corpses lying by the side of the road was that they weren't covered with a layer of fly clothing that was covered with flies.

Sergeant Major Annai Murosuke looked at this newly appointed Company Commander Tomosaka Taro and sneered in his heart: A company commander who wouldn't live for more than three hours.

This was the law that these Japanese soldiers had summarized during this time. A newly appointed company commander or squad leader, the longest-lived one hadn't lived for more than a day before being shot dead. The shortest-lived squad leader was hit in the head by a stray bullet less than a minute after receiving the order and died!

The reason why this company commander wouldn't live for more than three hours today was: Their next task was to attack Zhanggushan.

Japanese soldiers like Sergeant Major Annai Murosuke, who had been lucky enough to survive until now, had mastered the commanding methods of the officers. In any case, they had to maintain the attack on Zhanggushan.

They didn't allow the Nationalist troops stationed on Zhanggushan to have a moment of peace. Conversely, it was the same when they occupied Zhanggushan. The Nationalist army had also been constantly attacking, not allowing them to have a moment of rest on the top of the mountain.

Sergeant Major Annai Murosuke was able to understand why the Japanese soldiers didn't allow the Nationalist army a moment of peace: They were afraid that the Nationalist army would build solid fortifications on Zhanggushan, and then deploy a few cannons on the top of the mountain. If that happened, the Japanese soldiers would really be finished.

According to the rules of the past few days: Zhanggushan was in the hands of the Japanese soldiers during the day, and the Nationalist army would take it back at night, and the Japanese soldiers would take it back during the day.

It had always been like this, but today was different. The Japanese soldiers had actually captured Zhanggushan in broad daylight, but they were driven down again.

The regimental commander would definitely not tolerate this kind of thing. He would definitely make these Japanese soldiers rush back to take Zhanggushan back.

In that case, the newly appointed Company Commander Tomosaka Taro would of course have to take the lead and charge forward, and would become the first to die.

Company Commander Tomosaka Taro saw the subtext in the eyes of these Japanese soldiers and tried hard not to think too much about it.

He wanted to stop himself from thinking too much. All he could do was coldly order, "Assemble! Faster." To his disappointment, even though he was standing in front of these Japanese soldiers urging them,

The Japanese soldiers who were standing were moving with the pace that could crush ants, and slowly began to form a line. Those Japanese soldiers who were sitting were slowly moving their hands like old oxen plowing the fields.

This made Company Commander Tomosaka Taro extremely angry. He pulled out his pistol and fired a shot into the sky with a "bang!" and shouted loudly, "Assemble! Be quick. If you don't assemble within one minute, you will be punished by military law."

He originally thought that if he shouted like this, he would make the dozens of Japanese soldiers move faster. What happened in front of him made him unable to believe it: Those Japanese soldiers who were coming to assemble with the pace of crushing ants actually stopped again, and those Japanese soldiers who had just gotten up to prepare to assemble sat back down again.

Sergeant Kikukawa Ryunosuke was already in his forties. After sitting back down, he stared at this new company commander indifferently.

Why was it like this? Weren't these Japanese soldiers afraid of military law anymore?

"Aren't you afraid of military law?" Company Commander Tomosaka Taro asked sternly. Sergeant Kikukawa Ryunosuke said with a sneer, "There is no difference between dying now and dying in a moment. If you kill us, we will just save some effort to run away."

These Japanese soldiers were not afraid of death, so how could he threaten them with military law? Company Commander Tomosaka Taro enticed them, "We commanders who were air-dropped can lead you out of here!"

Sergeant Kikukawa Ryunosuke sneered, "Which division are you from? The platoon leaders, squad leaders, and company commanders that we had before were all Japanese soldiers from the 6th Division. None of them broke through the encirclement of the Nationalist army.

Which division are you from? Are you more powerful than the 6th Division?"

These words made Company Commander Tomosaka Taro speechless. Now, none of the Japanese divisions could compare with Shiro Inaba's 6th Division.

The entire Battle of Wuhan had been fought until now, and the 6th Division had played the role of an army group. This was an indisputable fact. Who dared to say that they were stronger than them?

Company Commander Tomosaka Taro had to soften his stern tone a little, "Gentlemen! Since we Japanese soldiers eat food, we have to fight. Since we eat other people's food, we have to be managed by them.

Since you have joined the Japanese army, you have to obey the orders of me, the commander. Now, let's all assemble! We will attack Zhanggushan.

Then we can break out of this mountainous area. When we get to the highway, our cars, armored vehicles, and tanks will all be useful, and our heavy artillery can also be sent up. Everyone can live and receive honors."

Hearing that his tone had softened so much, those Japanese soldiers who had sat back down slowly got up and slowly began to assemble.

This situation was not an isolated case. Company Commander Miyazawa Kamenosuke also encountered the same situation when he was assembling Japanese soldiers, but his temperament was much more impatient. After warning the Japanese soldiers under his command with a gunshot of "bang!" without effect,

He immediately shot the Japanese soldier who dared to resist. Sergeant Nakai Tsubasa, who had just spoken out, was shot in the right arm. This time, Company Commander Miyazawa Kamenosuke had stirred up a hornet's nest.

Not only did the dozens of Japanese soldiers here not assemble, but they fled in all directions. In any case, the Japanese battalions had already been disrupted, and they would be welcomed even if they ran to other battalions.

Company Commander Miyazawa Kamenosuke looked at the Japanese soldiers, who numbered a platoon a moment ago, and more than a dozen of them had run away at once. In fact, these fleeing Japanese soldiers didn't run very fast. If he was willing, he could completely shoot them a few times and execute these Japanese soldiers on the spot.

But there were a lot of them. Company Commander Miyazawa Kamenosuke knew that he had angered the public and didn't dare to continue to court death. If he wanted these Japanese soldiers to continue fighting, he could only please the remaining Japanese soldiers now.

This made Company Commander Miyazawa Kamenosuke feel a deep sense of frustration. He was more majestic when he was a squad leader than he was now. At least when he issued orders to the entire squad, not a single Japanese soldier dared to resist.

Why was it that the excellent style of Japanese soldiers being slapped and standing at attention, and offering their left face after being slapped on the right face, was gone?

Company Commander Miyazawa Kamenosuke suspected that these Japanese soldiers under his command were no longer the original group of Japanese soldiers. Why were they so disobedient?

Company Commander Nakajima 46 also had such doubts. The situation he encountered was similar. What was said to be a company was actually only a platoon of Japanese soldiers.

Company Commander Nakajima 46 was still a platoon leader before landing. Now that he had become a company commander, although he actually only commanded a platoon of Japanese soldiers, he was still very satisfied.

The distance between the platoon leader and the ordinary Japanese soldiers was quite close. He asked a Japanese soldier who was obviously older, "What's your name?"

"Report! Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi!"

"Fujiwara-kun! Where are the other Japanese soldiers in this company?" Company Commander Nakajima 46 still wanted to gather all the Japanese soldiers in the entire company.

Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi pointed to the corpses that could be seen around and said, "They are all lying on the ground! It would be a real skill if the company commander could call them up to assemble!"

The Japanese soldiers around all laughed! This was the first time they had been so energetic since Company Commander Nakajima 46 arrived.

Company Commander Nakajima 46 didn't think there was anything wrong with this and wasn't speechless from being contradicted. He said with a smile, "These warriors have already died gloriously, why don't we bury them or cremate them?"

Sergeant Major Kawachi Aoki sneered, "They didn't collect the other Japanese soldiers when they were alive. Now that we have collected them, who will collect us?"

Company Commander Nakajima 46 was stunned: "Don't you want to get out alive?"

"You still want to get out alive?" The Japanese soldiers around laughed again as if they had heard a joke.

Fujiwara Takumi pointed to the mountains they could see and said, "Zhanggushan, Dunshangguo, Xiaojinshan, Dajinshan, which of these mountains around hasn't been attacked by the Nationalist army?

Still want to escape, dream on! Don't think we don't know you, and we don't know where you came from.

You are those Japanese soldiers who just jumped from the sky!"

Company Commander Nakajima 46 asked strangely, "How did you tell?"

Fujiwara Takumi rudely pointed to his face and said, "Look at your face, it's ruddy and full of color, obviously you've been eating well and sleeping well these days.

Look at us Japanese soldiers, we don't have two taels of meat on our faces, and we don't have any spirit in our eyes. We've been wandering in these mountains for half a month, and we haven't had enough to eat or sleep. How can anyone be like you?

Even the regimental commander and the division commander don't have as much energy as you!"

Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi said his summary in one breath. Company Commander Nakajima 46 looked at the Japanese soldiers under his command and had to admit that what this Japanese soldier said was right.

He asked in confusion, "Isn't there a transport plane air-dropping supplies in the air?"

"The supplies that are air-dropped are not enough, and the officers can only use them first." There was a deep dissatisfaction in Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi's tone.

"Even if you don't have food, can't you even sleep well?" Company Commander Nakajima 46 wanted to understand the lives of these Japanese soldiers under his command in detail.

"The Nationalist army comes to harass us every night. If you dare to fall asleep at night, you will really die.

But you don't have to worry, anyway, you won't live until tonight." Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi said maliciously.

This made Company Commander Nakajima 46 a little unhappy: "This is not the correct attitude towards an officer!" He looked a little serious when he said this.

All the fifty-odd Japanese soldiers in the entire company laughed. They seemed to have discovered another funny point.

Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi had nothing to do anyway. He had a kind of desire to tell this air-dropped company commander his inevitable fate, and wanted to see him afraid and panicked.

Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi said with a sneer, "There are so many Japanese soldiers here, why are there no company commanders, no squad leaders, not even platoon leaders?

Because they are all dead. When the company commander dies, the squad leader will replace him. When the squad leader dies, the platoon leader will replace him. When the platoon leader dies, the sergeant will replace him.

Every commander will not live for more than three hours on the battlefield before being shot or bombed to death by the Nationalist army. People like me who don't become commanders can live a few more days."

Company Commander Nakajima 46 obviously didn't believe it. He looked at the entire team and there were only fifty-odd Japanese soldiers in total, and said loudly, "Fujiwara-kun! I appoint you as the squad leader, leading thirteen Japanese soldiers in battle."

Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi sneered, "I won't do it! All the Japanese soldiers who want to be company commanders have died, so I won't even think about being a squad leader."

Company Commander Nakajima 46 was a little unbelieving and said loudly to this group of Japanese soldiers, "There are three squad leaders and nine platoon leaders in a company. Are there any of you willing to take on the responsibility of a squad leader?"

No one responded! None of the fifty-odd Japanese soldiers responded.

"Gentlemen! The division is now severely damaged. As long as we break out, we will immediately replenish our troops. At that time, the squad leader can be promoted to company commander.

The platoon leader can also be promoted to squad leader. Please sign up enthusiastically!"

Still, no Japanese soldier was willing to stand up. This made Company Commander Nakajima 46 embarrassed. He couldn't believe it: No Japanese soldier was willing to stand up for such a good opportunity.

Sergeant Major Fujiwara Takumi said coldly, "If you want to be an officer, you have to get out alive first. Anyway, we say that there is a company here, but in reality, there is only a platoon, which the officer can command."

Under the current circumstances, Company Commander Nakajima 46 could only do this. In any case, these Japanese soldiers who had just been air-dropped slightly reorganized the team and began to attack with this group of Japanese soldiers who obviously didn't want to fight.

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