12dz Chapter 326: Pride or Shame
Chapter 326: Pride or Shame
Hata didn't feel much pain in his heart.
But regret is regret.
Since his detachment set out to participate in the battle, they had been advancing rapidly and were invincible all the way. However, they did not expect that they would suffer a heavy loss at the Ma'an Fortress, and more than a thousand of their own people were surrounded in the Xiangshan position.
He has resentment and hatred, but more of it is admiration now.
He complained to Cang Jingyue and others why they did not dig two water reservoirs on the mountain before the enemy arrived to ensure water for the troops.
But he hated it even more. He didn't expect that the enemy would be so despicable and shameless, using arson to make the troops above waste all the few water resources.
Compared with these, facing the telegram that had just been delivered, Hata looked at the officers in front of him with red eyes; "If the soldiers of my empire had such courage as them, there would be no need to worry about not being able to achieve great things."
This is a telegram sent from the Xiangshan position.
Without reinforcements, they could no longer hold on, but as soldiers, they would rather die than surrender, so they decided to launch a "Banzai" charge against the enemy. But before that, they hoped that a transport plane could be dispatched immediately to transport a batch of ammunition and weapons for them. Otherwise, their death would be meaningless.
"I am proud to have such subordinates and soldiers. All my soldiers should learn from them the spirit of preferring death to surrender."
"Your Excellency the captain is right." The chief of staff beside him nodded with red eyes and added, "They are our pride."
pride?
I'm afraid it's a shame?
Takeshita Shun threw the pencil in his hand aside and snorted coldly.
This cold snort made Shigeru Miyamoto beside him realize that something was wrong and asked, "Captain, do you doubt their spirit of dying for the empire?"
He intercepted a telegram that the defenders of Xiangshan position could no longer defend themselves because they could not get supplies, but because reinforcements were delayed, they decided to launch a group charge against the enemy. This meant that this was a one-way battle.
What they hoped was that the Hata Detachment could give them a final supply, allowing them to restore their strength and replenish their ammunition so that they could fight the enemy to the death.
When he intercepted this telegram, Shigeru Miyamoto was filled with admiration.
But hearing the captain's cold snort, it seemed that was not the case.
Takeshita Shun turned his head and looked at Miyamoto Shigeru in front of him; "Don't you think this telegram is a bit deliberate?"
Deliberate? How could it be deliberate? Shigeru Miyamoto lowered his head and looked at the message in his hand. He didn't think it was deliberate.
They are going to die, but shouldn't the final request be to let them have enough food, water and ammunition?
"I didn't notice it."
"You." Takeshita Shun pointed at him and then the message; "They have supplies. Are they crazy to go and die? Why do they have to launch a group charge when they can just wait there for reinforcements to arrive?"
They are stupid.
Ah, this... this...
Miyamoto Shigeru's pupils gradually dilated, and after a long moment, he took a breath of cold air; "This... this telegram couldn't have been sent by the Independent Regiment."
Oh my god.
Shigeru Miyamoto felt his palms were sweaty.
He had heard that the air force had been dispatched to transport artillery shells and supplies for them, and even the secretary of the headquarters had written an article praising them and even called on the entire army to learn from their fearlessness and shed their last drop of blood for the empire. It was said that it would be published overnight.
If...if That's not the case at all.
Then this... who is this slapping in the face? This is completely a slap in the face by someone's shoe sole.
"Captain... Captain, do they still have the nerve to do this?"
"You make us sound as if we still have the nerve to do that." Takeshita Shun snorted and then nodded.
Shameless.
At the Xiangshan position, Cang Jingyue looked at the white parachutes in the sky, and then at the supply boxes hanging under the parachutes. He covered his face sadly with his hands.
When they went down to trade with the independent regiment, they agreed that the people would leave but the supplies would remain. For the safety of more than a thousand people, he agreed.
But the independent group put forward a condition. In order to avoid anyone playing tricks, they needed to check the supplies and make sure everything was alright before releasing the people.
A man has to bow his head under the eaves, and he agreed. So after more than a thousand people laid down their weapons, they allowed the enemy's anti-aircraft machine guns to point at them and waited for inspection.
Everything was fine, he thought it was over and he could leave.
But those bastards from the Independent Regiment actually threatened me again.
That is, before leaving, you must send a telegram to the headquarters.
The meaning of the content is that all the officers and soldiers in the Xiangshan position can't survive any longer and have to fight the enemy to the death, but because they have no physical strength, they hope to be replenished. After they are full and watered, they will fight the enemy and not bring shame to the empire.
He was against it. But facing the commander of the independent regiment arrogantly pointing at the soldiers who were dizzy from hunger and were being pointed at by anti-aircraft machine guns, he had no choice but to give in.
He believed that if he had not sent this telegram, more than a thousand people without weapons and ammunition would be shot to death in a short time.
These people were not good people. He could clearly see that when the soldiers went down, the soldiers of the independent regiment looked at them as if they were looking at merchandise.
He was startled by that burning look.
He had no doubt that if he didn't do this, the people from the independent regiment would make more than a thousand people disappear within ten minutes.
Despicable.
More than a thousand people survived, but it seemed that I myself would have no chance of survival.
pat...
The sound coming from beside him made Cang Jingyue turn his head and look. Three ammunition boxes fell beside him. He took a look and thought that they should be heavy artillery shells, and then he looked at the things that fell in other places.
There were food and drinks, but more were heavy artillery shells. Perhaps for those above, since they had made preparations for the final battle, they must let these artillery pieces complete their final mission.
a ha ha ha……
The wild laughter made Kurai Yue look towards the place where the sound came from.
Zhou Weiguo, the man who had pushed himself to the edge of despair, was triumphantly opening the box and taking out the canned food under the leadership of several officers, while his guards were shouting, "Captain, commander, there is still medicine."
Shame on you.
Kurai Yue covered his face, he became a sinner of the empire.
Standing up in grief and anger, Cang Jingyue wiped his face vigorously, then stood up and went to Zhou Weiguo's side.
Zhou Weiguo, who was inspecting the harvest, saw him coming and threw the can in his hand to him. "Mr. Canjing Cangjing, all the officers and soldiers of my independent regiment will thank you for your efforts."
"Despicable." The desperate Kurai Yue gritted his teeth, spit out a curse, and then opened the can. This was the can given to them by the empire, but now, if they wanted to have a bite, they would be like a beggar.
He wanted to smash the can, but he was hungry so he quickly opened it and took a few bites. After he felt that there was something in his stomach, he looked up and looked around; "We can go now."
Zhou Weiguo looked Cang Jingyue up and down and said, "Let's go, where are you going?"