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The War of Resistance Begins with the Regiment Leader

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Chapter 450: Let's build our own prison camp!

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Chapter 450: Let's build our own prison camp!

"Do you want to surrender? Or do you want to continue fighting?" Bu La frowned, with an impatient look on his face. Looking at the Italian officer in front of him, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked loudly. He thought to himself that the Italian army was doing this and that, and it was really annoying that they were changing and uncertain. Today, they must give a clear explanation. "If it's a fight, then go back and continue the fight. My reinforcements are about to arrive." Bula crossed his arms and said firmly. There was an unquestionable momentum in his eyes, as if to tell the other party that if they really want to fight, , Don’t be afraid on your side, reinforcements will be here soon. "If it's surrender, then surrender as quickly as possible." Bu La added immediately. He didn't want to waste time with the other party and procrastinate. Either fight or surrender. He had to do it quickly. A decision. Hearing this, the Italian officer was stunned for a moment. Apparently he didn't expect Bu La to throw out such a "multiple choice question" so directly, and he couldn't react for a while. But soon, he came back to his senses, and then asked with a horrified face: "Your reinforcements are coming?" The voice was trembling slightly with fear, and his eyes were full of panic and worry. "Yes." Bu La looked at the other party with a puzzled face, feeling very confused and wondering why he was so frightened. In Bu La's view, although Kaname led an infantry division, it was only composed of a group of indigenous people, and its combat effectiveness was not high. The truly elite troops did not come at all, and they were all undergoing adaptive training at the base. According to Cun Yunsheng, the elite troops must be used at critical moments. It is enough to try these natives for now, even if they are completely wiped out, it will be fine. To put it bluntly, Cun Yunsheng felt that the command level of the cannon fodder group was not very high. After all, most of their previous opponents were Japanese troops, and most of the combat areas were jungle areas. In that environment, they could not deploy too many troops, so the military level they could hone would naturally not be too high.

But things are different now. This is an environment where large corps fight, which is very different from fighting in the jungle before. Here, the military level that can naturally be tempered will also be improved accordingly. However, Cun Yunsheng was naturally reluctant to use elite troops to train him. After all, elite troops were trained with a lot of effort. It would be a pity if there were any losses here. So in the end, after much selection, I felt that these natives were just right, so I let them come over to participate in the battle and accumulate experience. "I understand, and I will convey your request to our commander." The Italian officer looked slightly panicked. After hurriedly saying this, he turned around and left. It was as if he didn't want to stay any longer, for fear that Bu La would ask questions again. Perhaps because of the capricious performances of the Italian army in the past, he has become accustomed to this situation. This time, Bu La seemed very calm. Looking at the Italian officer's leaving figure, he just shook his head slightly and said nothing more. , thinking to myself, see how they will respond next. Not long after, Kaname arrived at his headquarters. As soon as he entered the door, without saying a word, Kaname punched Bu La, which was not very hard at all. It was more like a friendly and teasing way of greeting. "You fought well this time, kid. Even the commander praised you." Kaname said with a smile, a look of envy on his face. There was praise for Bu La in his tone, but also a hint of regret that he couldn't get this compliment. In his opinion, Bu La's performance on the battlefield must have been outstanding this time, and it was not easy to be praised by the commander. "Really?" Bu La asked with his eyes widened in surprise. He really couldn't believe it. After all, although there were wins and losses in battles in the past, there were not many cases where he could get praise from the commander. So when he heard Kaname say this, he felt surprised and happy, and he also wondered if Kaname was following him. Just kidding. "Of course, would I still lie to you?" Kaname glared at Bu La angrily, "Why would I lie to you about such a good thing? Everything I said is absolutely true." At the same time, he thought to himself that it would be great if he could be praised by the commander like Bu La, but he continued to joke with Bu La and share the joy. "By the way, the commander said that the Italian army might surrender." Kaname said quickly, as if he suddenly remembered something important, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes. After all, this was key news about the next battle arrangement, so we had to hurry up. Just tell me it's not spicy. "Surrender?" Bu La's eyes widened when he heard this, and his face was full of astonishment. He never thought that the Italian army might actually surrender. Before, he was going back and forth with them on the battlefield. This change It was too sudden. "Really?" Bu La still couldn't believe it, so he asked again, murmuring in his heart. The Italian army's thoughts were really elusive. Their attitude was unclear before, but now they actually heard the news. The news of the surrender was really surprising. "It should be true. What the commander said can't be wrong." Kaname nodded firmly. He had no doubt about the commander. Since the commander said so, there is a high probability that it is reliable. , so I hurriedly came to tell you that it was not spicy. Hearing this, Bu La couldn't help but fell into deep thought. He began to think carefully about the expression of the Italian officer just now. He recalled the panic of the other party when he heard that reinforcements were coming. He thought to himself, could it be that the other party had already surrendered at that time? Planning?

"If you put it like that, I'm afraid we really have to surrender." Bula murmured to himself. The more he thought about it, the more likely he felt that it was possible. The reaction of the Italian officer at that time was really wrong. Now combined with the news from the commander, It seems that the surrender is most likely true. Immediately, Bu La told everything that had just happened, including the conversation between himself and the Italian military officer, as well as the other party's series of reactions, etc., and wanted Kaname to help analyze it. After listening, Kaname also nodded, feeling that this matter was indeed quite strange. Judging from various signs, the Italian army was very likely to surrender. "This analysis does make sense. In this way, I will let people set up a battle to see if it is true." After thinking for a while, Kaname continued. He thought, first lay out the formation of the troops and put some pressure on the Italian army. If they really wanted to surrender, seeing this posture, they would probably make a decision faster. If they still thought about resisting, , then they can prepare in advance. "Okay, I'll do as you said." Bula responded without hesitation. He felt that this method of numbing was quite reliable. He had no better idea at the moment, so he just waited to see what the Italian army would do next. reaction. On the other side, Major General Mario Barlotta looked at the subordinates in front of him, frowning slightly, with a trace of confusion on his face, and whispered in a low voice: "Reinforcements?" He was very surprised, he didn't expect that the other party actually had more troops. Reinforcements, this was different from what he had expected before. He originally thought that the opponent had only that few troops, but now the situation has become complicated. "Yes, what the other party said personally should be true." The Italian Major nodded quickly, with a sense of certainty in his tone. After all, this was said by the other person himself, so he felt that the credibility was quite high. , so he quickly reported this important situation to the major general. At this moment, the combat staff hurriedly walked in from the outside, his steps were quick and fast, bringing up a gust of wind, with an anxious look on his face. As soon as he entered the door, he loudly reported: "Sir, the enemy's reinforcements have arrived." That voice seemed particularly abrupt in the command headquarters, making the already tense atmosphere even more solemn. Upon hearing this, Major General Mario Barlotta's face suddenly became very ugly. His originally calm face instantly fell down, his brows were tightly knitted together, and his eyes were full of worry and helplessness. He was still lucky at first, thinking that the other party was just bluffing when they said there were reinforcements. He thought maybe it was just to scare them, but who knew it turned out to be true. Now he was in trouble. It was already a very difficult situation. This time it was even worse. "Have the German fighter planes arrived yet?" Major General Mario Barlotta asked anxiously, with a hint of eagerness and expectation in his voice. He knew in his heart that in the current situation, if the German fighter planes did not come to support them, they would really have no chance of winning on their own and faced with the addition of enemy reinforcements. At that time, he could indeed consider surrendering. , although I feel very reluctant, but I have to face reality. "It should be coming soon." The communications staff member quickly stood up, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone, and hurriedly reported the report. He didn't know for sure. He just speculated based on the news he had received before that the fighter plane should be arriving soon, but he couldn't say exactly when it would arrive, so he could only respond to the major general like this for now. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard bursts of roaring in the distance. The sound became clearer and louder from far to near, like rolling thunder coming from the horizon. "Here we come." The communications officer's face lit up and he shouted excitedly. The next second, I heard bursts of fierce gunfire from the opposite position. The sounds of "ta-da-da" and "bang-bang-bang" were intertwined, breaking the temporary calm on the battlefield. The firepower looked quite fierce. Of. "Anti-aircraft machine gun?" someone asked doubtfully. The Italian army is actually not surprised that the other side has anti-aircraft cannons. After all, on the battlefield, both sides will be equipped with various weapons to enhance their defense and attack capabilities. It is reasonable for the other side to have anti-aircraft cannons, but The sound of gunfire means that the next battle will probably become more intense, and they must be prepared to deal with it. "No, there are anti-aircraft guns. The other side has been prepared." An Italian officer shouted loudly with a solemn face. He stared closely at the opposite position, his eyes full of shock and worry. He knew in his heart that since the other side had even deployed anti-aircraft guns, they must have made adequate preparations for the air attack. This was not as simple as they had expected. . When the dull and intimidating sound of the 88mm anti-aircraft gun came, the faces of the Italian army became even more ugly. The sound of the cannons seemed to hit their hearts every time, causing any trace of luck they still had to completely disappear. They knew in their hearts that with such powerful anti-aircraft weapons, this air strike might not go smoothly. The German fighter planes would have to pay a high price if they wanted to break through this tight anti-aircraft firepower network. It turns out it didn't go very well. The German fighter planes struggled to avoid the firepower network of anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns in the air, rushing left and right, but several fighter planes were still hit and fell to the ground dragging black smoke. The scene was not to mention how tragic it was. . Not only that, not long after, enemy planes also appeared in the distant sky, which were the opponent's air power. I saw those enemy planes roaring towards the German fighter planes. The two sides instantly started a fierce fight in the air. For a while, artillery fire was flying in the sky and there was constant roar. In other words, this air strike did not have any effect. The German fighter planes not only failed to deal an effective blow to the opponent, but also damaged several aircraft. This was too much of a loss. This result made everyone in the Italian army feel cold. They originally counted on the German fighter planes to turn the tide of the battle, but now, their hopes were completely in vain.

Seeing this scene, Major General Mario Barlotta's face became even more ugly. His face was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water. His brows were tightly knitted together, and his eyes were full of frustration and helplessness. He knew in his heart that in this situation, it would be impossible to hold on to the current position. The opponent's reinforcements have arrived, and their air power can compete with them, but there is no backup plan on our side. If we continue to resist, it will only increase casualties. "Get ready and surrender." Major General Mario Barlotta lowered his head slightly and said with a little loss. There was a sense of reluctance in that voice, but there was really no other way. At this moment, his heart felt like a five-flavor bottle had been knocked over. All kinds of feelings came to his heart, and he had no choice but to make this decision. "Yes, but should we build a prisoner of war camp first?" someone suggested. "After all, those yellow people don't look like they know how to build a prisoner of war camp." "Yes, this is indeed a good proposal." "Not only that, but they are also asked to guarantee the supply of three meals a day for us. These must be met by their agreement." "It is best to let Britain and the United States come forward. With their guarantee, it will be more reliable." Major General Mario Barlotta accepted all the proposals from his subordinates. Because he thinks it makes sense! "Then arrange for people to start building prisoner of war camps now, and then send people to discuss surrender." "Yes." (End of chapter)

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