my bright sword career

Chapter 13 Naoto Urakami's Fear

Seeing the dignified expressions of the crowd, Gao Hongming suddenly snorted coldly: "What time is it, what are you still doing here? Aren't you two hurrying to set up a defensive position and wait for lunch?"

"Yes!"

After driving away the two people surrounding him, Gao Hongming was about to go to the front to observe the enemy's situation, when a soldier suddenly ran out of breath and reported: "Sir...we...we found something in the devil's command post. "

"what?"

The soldier swallowed his saliva and gestured with his hands, "We found a big box with money... oceans... a lot of oceans."

"Ocean?"

Hearing this, Gao Hongming's eyes lit up, "Go... take me there quickly."

Soon, Gao Hongming followed the soldiers to the bombed-out command post. He saw more than a dozen soldiers discussing around a big box, and quickly stepped aside when he saw Gao Hongming approaching.

A leading soldier saw Gao Hongming approaching, and hurriedly reported: "Sir, we dug this out of the ruins when we were cleaning things up, and when we opened it, we found that it was full of good things."

Looking at the soldiers grinning from ear to ear, Gao Hongming nodded: "Open the box."

As the box was opened, Gao Hongming couldn't help taking a deep breath. The huge box was neatly filled with oceans. It looked like at least tens of thousands of dollars, and there were even dozens of large yellow croakers in one corner.

"Get rich... I'm going to get rich."

This was Gao Hongming's first reaction. Now he can be said to be so poor that his trouser pockets are cleaner than his face.

You must know that the army is an out-and-out gold-swallowing beast. It is okay on weekdays, but once a war starts, the money will be spent so quickly.

Among other things, the raid on Sakata Shinzhe's headquarters just now used up a quarter of the ammunition carried by the soldiers, and the artillery platoon destroyed half of the base ammunition.

According to this kind of consumption, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive even today, but now that he has got such a large windfall, there are too many things Gao Hongming can do with this money.

"Are you their squad leader?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Okay... this time I will give you a credit. Dabao, please remember. When you go back, you will reward each of them with 50 yuan and a five-day holiday!"

"Thank you sir!"

All the soldiers were overjoyed, Dayang's purchasing power is still very strong these days, 50 Yuan Dayang is enough for them to buy a few acres of land and get a wife.

As for why these soldiers didn't swallow this big box of ocean?

Hehe... Don't be ridiculous, is it possible to keep things that so many people have seen?
Rather than being shot by the officer after the incident is revealed, it is better to hand it over honestly. The officer will definitely not treat them badly.

Look, isn't 50 yuan ocean enough to get you?

Although it is not worth mentioning compared to that big box of ocean, the money is safe to hold!
"Okay, you all go out! Dabao, you go out too, and enclose this place by the way, and no one is allowed to come in."

"Yes!"

Soon, Dabao led the guards and drove everyone out, leaving only Gao Hongming here.

After everyone went out, Gao Hongming observed again, and after confirming that there was no one in the headquarters, he pointed his watch at the box of Dayang. A faint blue light flashed, and a box full of Dayang and large yellow croakers disappeared. trace.

Looking at the panel again, the money on it also jumped from 23.6 yuan to 23541 yuan.

"Hiss... more than 2 yuan, where did this old devil, Nobutetsu Sakagaki, get so much money?"

Amidst the excitement, Gao Hongming also felt a little doubt in his heart. Did he carry all his belongings with him when he marched and fought in these years?
In fact, what Gao Hongming doesn’t know is that the ocean in this big box is the military salary of the entire alliance for this month, and those big yellow croakers are the money that Sakata Nobuzhe has collected over the years in China. yellow croaker.

Since there are still a few days before the payment date, all the money is kept in the headquarters, and now it is all cheaper for Gao Hongming.

With more than 2 yuan in his hand, Gao Hongming felt a little swollen, "Little devil, little devil...I will let you taste what is called a hail of bullets today."

More than ten minutes later, Gao Hongming walked out of the headquarters and asked Dabao to send two soldiers from the guard squad to watch over the headquarters and not allow anyone to enter or leave casually, while he returned to the forward position.

At this time, the third battalion of the Japanese Sakata Regiment was in charge of attacking the front of the militia, and its captain was Major Urakami Naoto.

Naoto Urakami is 36 years old this year. He has served in Sakata United for more than ten years, and his qualifications are very old.

Unlike other captains who were as angry as if their parents had died after hearing the headquarters of the regiment, Naoto Urakami was surprised at first when he heard the report that the headquarters of the regiment was destroyed and the captain died in battle, and then immediately realized that My chance has come.

He has served in this alliance for 15 years. He has seen the captains of the alliance change after another, many of whom are younger than himself, but he has been standing still as the captain for many years. Nothing in my mind is absolutely false.

In his opinion, now that the captain of the regiment has died in battle, if he can wipe out the Chinese army that attacked the regiment headquarters, and then capture the Huaxia commander alive, he will probably have another star on his shoulder .

And counting the entire regiment, there is no officer with seniority older than himself. I believe the superiors will not fail to see this. By then, the Sakata regiment can also be renamed the Urakami regiment.

Thinking of this, Naoto Urakami felt his body burn.

He called the captain of the second squadron, and gave an order in a stern voice, telling him to take down the opposite mountain within half an hour.

But when the battle started, the development of the battle situation greatly exceeded his expectations.

"Ka Ka Ka... Ka Ka Ka..."

But when there was a strange sound of machine guns on the hill, the attacking Japanese soldiers fell to the ground one after another like wheat blown by a strong wind, and the mournful wailing of Japanese soldiers sounded everywhere in front of the position.

Then one after another silhouettes began to appear on the battlefield. Looking at the military uniforms and helmets on these soldiers, Naoto Urakami's face suddenly turned pale, and he shouted: "German weapon master...China's German weapon master!"

As a person who participated in the Battle of Songhu and even the Battle of Luodian known as the Flesh Mill, he will never forget the appearance of the Chinese soldiers wearing German helmets.

When he participated in the bloody battle three years ago, he was only a squadron leader.

The brigade he was in was filled with 1100 people at the beginning, and after more than ten days of bloody battles, there were only less than 300 people left. After the battle, he was promoted to captain.

At that time, their opponents were the most elite German weapon masters in China, and the symbol of that army was the German M35 helmets on their heads.

(End of this chapter)