"According to the telegram we received, it is estimated that a ceasefire on the front line will only be reached today! But the negotiations are not optimistic!"

"Okay, contact Tokyo and ask them to try to deliver a batch of supplies to us after the ceasefire on the front line no matter what. Rice and winter clothing are more important than ammunition now!"

"Hi!"

When Lieutenant General Kurita Naohachiro exited the house, a gust of cold wind came through the window. Asada Nobuyoshi just wrapped up his coat, walked to the window, and looked at the lead-colored sky outside the window.

"I hope it won't snow!"

After a heavy snowfall, I don’t know how many soldiers will freeze to death! Thinking of the predicament facing the First Army now, Asada Nobuyoshi couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. Originally, in his opinion, the battle of Jiaoao might have meant his retirement from active service.

Before, the last battle he commanded might even lead to his final glory in the army, but what about now?

This conflict turned into a nightmare, not only for the navy, but also for the army, and even for the whole of Japan. This conflict destroyed the arrogance and arrogance of Japan since the Japanese War.

It was like a hard slap that woke up Japan, and also knocked off the "cloak of strength" Japan had attached to it.

For the failure of the Second Army, the Army can blame it on the Navy and the China aircraft, but what about the failure of the First Army? At this moment, Nobuyoshi Asada can only place his hope on the negotiations held in Beijing. The sooner the negotiations there are concluded, the better.

The army's face can be saved one more point.

"I hope the negotiations will end as soon as possible. No matter what, we must save the last face of the Army!"
Chapter completed!