Yingkou.

The Imperial Navy Combined Fleet will arrive soon, and this news is undoubtedly a shot of heart-warming for the soldiers of the First Division.

Mori Shigekuan once again made several improvements to the heavy tanks. Although he was tired, he was energetic. When the Imperial Navy Combined Fleet arrived, the Iron-blooded Power Army, without naval and maritime power, would inevitably be defeated. At that time, he would catch a few more beautiful Chinese women to sleep for three days and four nights.

Now, less than three hours have left before the arrival time agreed by the Imperial Navy Combined Fleet, and he cannot slackew.

A Japanese staff major who was in a hurry ran out of the room and ran into Mori Shigekuan.

"Baga! How frightening it looks like!" Mori Chongkuan scolded.

"I'm sorry, sorry, General Morishige, the highest commander of the Imperial Navy Combined Fleet, Deputy General Toyota, just sent an emergency telegram, I'm going to report it to General Hatan."

"Did Nani, Vice Admiral Toyota send a telegram personally?"

"Yes, General Morishige."

"Leave it to me. I just separated from General Hatan on the position. I will hand it over to him with my own hands." Mori Shigekuan said without doubt.

"Hayi!" The staff chief hesitated for a moment, bowed and handed the telegram to Mori Shigekuan.

"General Morishige, this is very important information. Please be sure to transfer it to General Hatan as soon as possible. Please!"

"I understand, go ahead and get busy." Mori Shigekura waved his hand impatiently. He was the second commander second only to Shigeichi Hatan. What's wrong with reading a telegram? There are still permissions.

After the Staff Major left, Mori Shigekuan turned on the telegram with the light, and his expression suddenly frozen.

"The joint fleet was wiped out, and Toyota Deputy General Wu Navy apologized... How could it be? No, this is impossible!" The light telegram seemed to be suddenly heavier than the mountain, and Mori Chongkuan's hands couldn't stop trembling.

After a long time, he calmed down, like an eggplant hit by frost, and his high head could no longer be lifted.

The constantly changing expression showed that Mori Shigekuan's heart was fighting against the gods and was eventually replaced by a ferocious look. Mori Shigekuan stuffed the telegram into his pocket and strode out.

Instead of going to the front of the position, he headed straight to his tank brigade station.

Rumble!

Heavy tanks emerged one after another, attracting the attention of many Japanese troops.

Seeing the 8th Tank Brigade flag hanging in front of the tank, the Japanese army did not dare to stop it and immediately let it go, watching the tanks disappear into the night.

"Is there a big move?"

"Do you want to report?"

"Didn't you see General Morige standing on the first tank personally? General Hatan must know that we are just sentinels, so don't meddle in other people's business."

"Swish, this ghost weather is cold and tide, so I can't stand it."

The two Japanese sentries whispered and discussed for a while, stomped their feet to keep warm, and soon forgot about this.

"Baga, I'm so exhausted!" After returning from the front line, Hatan Shigeichi couldn't help complaining that the weather in the northeast itself was cold, but Yingkou was near the sea, and the air was filled with tide, which was cold and tide, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Misi, why are you here?"

"General, I have been waiting for you. Has the general received the information transferred by General Morishige?" The Japanese army named Mitsui handed over the information to Morishige's chief staff officer.

"Mori Chongsan didn't see me after he separated from me on the position. Mitsui, what kind of information is it?"

"Is it an emergency telegram sent by Deputy Chief Takeshi Toyota, the highest commander of the Joint Fleet. Didn't General Morishige pass it to the general?"

"Did Nani? Deputy General Takeshi Toyota send a telegram personally?"

"Yes, general, I don't have the authority to read it. After receiving it, I'm going to hand it over to the general immediately. When I met General Mori Chong, the telegram was taken away by him and said that I would hand it over to you with my own hands."

"Swisha, Mori Chongsang must be too tired and forgot to hand over the information to me. Mitsui, go and get a backup record."

"Hayi!"

Mitsui came back soon, with a father-like expression. Seeing Hatan Shigeichi, he said in pain: "General, the whole army of the joint fleet was wiped out. Toyota Deputy General Takeshi Apocalypse the abdomen, and the jade was broken!"

"Nani?" Hatan Shigeichi couldn't believe it. He took the telegram and staggered after reading it. Mitsui hurriedly helped him.

"Go quickly and call General Mori Chong." Hatanichi said with his lips trembling.

"Hayi!"

At the door, Mitsui and an officer were full of tears. The officer pushed Mitsui away and strode to Hatan Shigeichi: "General, it's not good, the 8th Tank Brigade has escaped."

"Nani? Escape?" Hatan Shigeichi seemed to be stunned by a heavy hammer. This officer was his confidant. If the evidence was not conclusive, he would not have used the word escape.

When Mitsui thought of the fact that Mitsui had handed over the telegram from Toyota's Masato to Shigekuan, and Shigekuan did not hand it over to him, Shigekuan Hatan understood everything at once.

Mori Shigekuan must have read the telegram and learned that the joint fleet had been wiped out, so he chose to escape.

"Mori Chongkuan!" Hatan Shigeichi roared with hatred, and his alveolar almost bit off. Without the tank brigade, how could he compete with the Iron Blood Powerful Army? The combined fleet was wiped out and there was no need to stick to Yingkou. But Mori Chongkuan fled, which was clearly to let the First Division block the pursuit of the Iron Blood Powerful Army for him.

This feeling of being plotted by his comrades is like stabbing Hatan Shigei in his heart.

When did the invincible Japanese Army in Asia begin to intrigue like the Chinese National Army?

This is a very terrible sign. The national army has millions of troops, dozens of times that of the Japanese army. It is defeated step by step on the battlefield. A big reason is that the generals calculate each other. This internal friction is even greater than the disadvantages of defeating a battle. It can corrode a steel army that can conquer and fight well from its roots.

"Command!" Hatan Shigeichi said two words coldly.

Mitsui hurriedly took out paper and pen to prepare the record.

"Generate power to the Army Department, Major General Mori Shigekuan, the commander of the 8th Tank Brigade of the Kanto Army, escaped in the last battle..."

"Not good, no good, the 8th Tank Brigade was ambushed outside Anshan City and the entire army was wiped out. The brigade commander Major General Mori Shigekuan was captured and hung on a tree outside the city."

Hatan Shige was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you're dying well, you're dying well!"
Chapter completed!