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Chapter 232, Kazuki Yamamoto's dream

Kazuki Yamamoto had a long dream.

He saw the battle in Yangcun. The Special Forces only cost one casualty, killing nearly [-] people from the Eight Route Army.

Although the fundamental purpose was not achieved, it did not live up to the prestige of its special forces.

He also saw that the battle after climbing the cliff should not be like this.

His special fighters rushed to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army after urging them to die and injuring a large number of enemies.

He made an inexhaustible feat, and the base camp was shaken.Promoted to general, special operations became a new and important discipline, which was promoted throughout the army.

General Shinozuka Yoshio, who trusted him quite a lot, was re-established as the commander of the First Army because of his meritorious service.

In the dream, he vaguely saw another person, a commander of the Eighth Route Army named Li Yunlong.

The headquarters was raided by his special forces, and he was like a dog when he fled.

As for the back...

"Yamamoto-kun, Yamamoto-kun."

With a call, Kazuki Yamamoto came out of the dream and returned to the cruel reality.

The dimly lit room was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Kazuki Yamamoto raised his heavy eyelids and looked around, he remembered.

The special forces were ambushed by eight routes, and they were injured by shells, and they broke out before they fell into a coma.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt his legs hurt!

The doctor who was called hurriedly stepped forward and held him down: "Master Yamamoto, you just had an operation, and you are not suitable for activities now. If you have any problems, you can tell the nurse. Now, let me do an examination first."

surgery?

Kazuki Yamamoto was slightly puzzled, what kind of surgery did he perform?

Was it fragments of a cannonball that went into his body?

After some examinations, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, you are completely out of danger, and you can go back to Taiyuan to recuperate.

As long as the left arm undergoes certain rehabilitation training, it still has a chance to be like a normal person. "

Kazuki Yamamoto moved his head slightly, and saw that his left arm was wrapped in circles of bandages, and it was difficult for him to make a fist hard.

Only five fingers were struggling.

"Fortunately, it should be just flesh and blood. It will be fine if you rest for a while."

Kazuki Yamamoto has seen a lot and has become a doctor for a long time, so he has some guesses about the condition of his left arm.

Only the left arm was injured, which is a blessing in misfortune... No, the arm injury won't cause a coma, right?What did he forget?
He tried to move his limbs, but he felt severe pain in his right leg, and he couldn't feel any feeling on the sole of his foot.

Do not!
Kazuki Yamamoto raised his head violently and pulled up the quilt with all his strength.

The empty trouser legs seemed to declare that he was not a complete person anymore.

"Legs, where are my legs?!"

After not drinking water for a long time, his voice was hoarse and sharp like stones rubbing against each other.

The doctor was taken aback, he hesitated and had nothing to say.

He deliberately didn't mention it just now, because he didn't want to answer this question.

No one is willing to easily accept that he has become crippled. An ordinary person just loses his temper. Time will always allow him to accept it.

But Mr. Yamamoto has a high position and authority, and he is still an extremely proud person.Letting him accept this reality is no different from killing him.

The doctor really didn't want to face the wrath of a captain.

"What about you!"

Yamamoto stared angrily. If he had a gun, he would have pointed it at the doctor's head and let the doctor answer.

Facing a murderous soldier, the doctor felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Just when the doctor was about to pee in fright, Hattori Naotomi walked in and helped him out.

"Yamamoto-kun, just woke up, save some energy, lie down and rest!"

Although I didn't deal with Kazuki Yamamoto before, I still have a lot of hatred.Even before leaving Beiping, he had already thought about how to humiliate Yamamoto.

When Hattori Naotomi saw the man lying on the sick bed in front of him, all those thoughts faded away.

Only sympathy and pity.

The doctor removed twelve shrapnel from Kazuki Yamamoto's body.He lost too much blood and fell into a coma. If he came a little later, there would be no cure.

Now even though his life is saved, one leg is gone forever.

Will the base camp need a lame general who has been defeated repeatedly?
No, when the injury recovers, Kazuki Yamamoto will either choose to be a civilian or retire directly.

For militants, this is more painful than losing their wives.

Put it all together in four words: Yamamoto is over.

Naotomi Hattori can now calmly face Kazuki Yamamoto with an attitude of looking down.

As a winner, he can of course give the loser a little tolerance to show his mind.

Kazuki Yamamoto was lying on the bed looking at the roof, his eyes were dull, his mind was muddled, and he didn't even listen to Naotomi Hattori's bird call.

The battle was lost and my leg was gone.

My legs are gone, and the future is gone.

I failed the Commander.

Who betrayed me?

Who can avenge me?
No, I want my revenge.But my legs... can I still lead the Special Forces?
All kinds of noisy thoughts came to my mind one by one.

Kazuki Yamamoto's emotions were extremely complicated, and he did not regret his decision to attack the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

The only thing I regret is that I didn't do a good job in keeping information secret.

There have been repeated rumors before, and there are various signs that the Eight Routes have nailed into the intelligence system of the imperial army.

It has not been found out, so it is not taken seriously.

If God gives me another chance, I will definitely find out that traitor, cut him alive, and get [-] dollars in the film.

Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be relieved.

Naotomi Hattori said a lot, with the attitude of a winner, like giving alms to a beggar.

Judging from this matter alone, his trip was worthwhile.

"Oh, by the way, General Shinozuka sent three brigades to sweep up the Eighth Route base area, and the place where your special forces team lost has been occupied by our army.

We got a little interesting information, the Eighth Route Army unit that made you suffer, the designation is the New Second Regiment, and the head of the regiment is Li Yunlong.

I have heard of his name, and your First Army should be even more familiar. "

There was finally something in Kazuki Yamamoto's eyes, three points clear and seven points angry.

"New Second Regiment, Li Yunlong!"

He muttered softly.

In the Hundred Regiments War, two cities were destroyed in a row, and General Taro Yamashita died in the hands of this man.
Outside Yangquan City, they had already fought against each other.

That time, the special forces took advantage of a little bit, but failed to complete the goal.

Naotomi Hattori comforted: "Yamamoto-kun, don't think too much. You should have a good rest. General Shinozuka told him that he personally stared at Yan Miebalu. A small regiment leader was crushed to death."

Kazuki Yamamoto said subconsciously: "No, that person is like a cockroach that can't be killed. It's not so easy to die."

In the last part of the dream, he and his special forces were trapped in a county town, surrounded by soldiers brought by that person in all directions.

(End of this chapter)