Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1222 Are You Cold?

Do you still want to continue explaining in detail using Tang Dao?
The brigade commander could understand the thoughts of the young colonel in front of him just because of his increasing murderous intent.

He actually wanted to fight back!

However, there are nearly 2 Japanese troops on the other side, with one platoon and one engineering squad, what's the point?

But the major general brigade commander didn't say a word to persuade him. As a soldier, he could completely feel the determination in Tang Dao's eyes. Deputy Chief of Staff Tang had made up his mind!
As the deputy chief of staff of the defense zone, he may not be able to mobilize an infantry brigade, but it is really enough to mobilize a mere guard platoon, not to mention there are such gems as 30 heavy machine guns and 15 rounds of ammunition. forward.

A sneak attack across the river at night would be a good idea to let the Japanese know that I am not only passively beaten, but rabbits can also bite people when they are anxious. At worst, they will lose a guard platoon, and it will also let the Japanese feel that they are in mortal danger.

After all, the major general brigade commander who had prepared himself mentally didn't know Tang Dao well enough. He was just about to bet on one of his elite guard platoons to accompany Tang to go crazy, but he saw Tang Dao beckoning an army lieutenant to him. Explain the night defense points of the new regiment and let him sit at the regiment headquarters
Normally, this was Tang Dao's unit, and how he deployed it was none of the Major General's brigade commander's business, but at this moment, the major general's brigade commander had a bad premonition in his mind.

After a great battle, the losses of a battalion, let alone a mere guard platoon, were within the acceptable range of the major general brigade commander who had already hardened his heart through war.

But an army colonel-level officer, especially a heroic commander who had shone brightly on the North China battlefield, had to personally rush into an attack battle with a 90.00% chance of failure. This made the major general and brigade commander shocked.

"Brother Tang, there are many Japanese troops on the other side, you must not take risks!"

The major general brigade commander watched Tang Dao, who had finished explaining the matter, take the pistol and a strange-looking iron bar handed over by his orderly, insert them into the gun pouch and calf strap tied to his thigh, and four Japanese melon grenades were also hung. On both sides of his shoulders, he even started to smear dark oil paint on his face.
To be honest, Shuai is indeed handsome, and he looks very brave, but on the battlefield, that is not what you see. Even a fierce man who can carry a heavy machine gun will die if dozens of Japanese soldiers surround him. Can't die anymore.

"Don't worry, Brigadier Hu. Since I am taking my brothers from the 28th Division, I will bring them back one by one, even if they are corpses!" Tang Dao grinned.

major general brigade commander
How much self-confidence does it take to dare to say such a thing?
"However, I would like to ask Brigadier Hu to keep it secret for the time being. I will lead my team across the river to attack the Japanese army at night. Fifteen minutes after I set off, you can report it to Commander Fan and Dong! I promise you the equipment and wait for me. When the troops return to the war zone, they will definitely honor the agreement. Even if I am not here, Lieutenant Lu will abide by the agreement between you and me." Tang Dao said while sorting out his personal equipment. "Do you think so, Lieutenant Lu?"

"Two officers, Lu Sanjiang promises to carry out the military orders of the regiment!" Lu Sanjiang stood up straight and promised loudly. "At the same time, I wish the commander of the regiment an immediate success!"

The major general brigade commander was speechless. If he hadn't only had the rank of lieutenant, he would have even wondered whether this tough-headed lieutenant had long been looking forward to finishing his job so that he could succeed to the position of supreme commander.

After all, even he, an outsider, felt that Tang Dao was seeking his own death. As a result, both Tang Dao's orderlies and the army lieutenant acted like, "When the commander of the regiment takes action, the Japanese are as vulnerable as chickens and dogs." ' looks like.

This is no longer confident, but arrogant!

However, the major general brigade commander really couldn't persuade him any more. Although deputy chief of staff Tang was lower in rank than him, at the level of the defense zone, his command authority was much smaller than that of Tang Dao.

Especially when Tang Dao takes out 30 heavy machine guns to talk about things, don't feel too strong about the short-handedness.

So, two hours later, I watched with my own eyes as Tang Dao led a guard squad equipped with shell guns and submachine guns, took the lead in crossing the river on three sheepskin rafts from the river 2 meters away from the position, and returned to the Major General's brigade at his brigade headquarters. The commander sent a message to the division headquarters to inform him that Tang Dao had led his troops across the river to attack the enemy.

The shocked commander of the 28th Division immediately ordered the operation to be stopped, and then personally led a cavalry platoon to rush from the Tongguan headquarters. When he learned that Tang Dao had already landed on the other side, even the King of Heaven and I When he was unable to stop the attack, the furious lieutenant general almost cursed the aggrieved major general brigade commander to death.

From that point of view, I managed to fight a fairly good defensive battle relying on my position. Not to mention defeating the Japanese army's forceful crossing tactics, and killing more than a thousand enemies, as long as I could survive this period and wait for the heavy artillery and reinforcements promised by the theater. Upon arrival, the victory was almost certain.

As a result, this subordinate of mine and Tang Dao actually did something like this. The head of a famous colonel became a trophy of the Japanese army. I am afraid that the Japanese army would rather trade the lives of a thousand ordinary soldiers. Military exploits.

It doesn't matter if the military exploits are gone. What's more terrible is, once this news comes out, how big a blow will it have to the morale of the soldiers and civilians in the war?

That's right. Maybe even Tang Dao himself didn't realize that since the war started, he has become a banner of resistance in the entire North China battlefield.

Perhaps the Four Lines Regiment he commanded did not have the ability to determine the outcome of the North China Battlefield, but his personal influence was already comparable to that of the commander of an army. If he died, it would have a big shock to the entire North China Battlefield and even the Chinese battlefield.

In order to set an example, that person has put in a lot of publicity, but being famous can sometimes be a double-edged sword and can also cut yourself.

At this point, Dong Zhao, who was already considered a general, knew this situation better than Tang Dao himself.

But at this time, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. Tang Dao had already passed by first, and Dong Zhao could not say that he would detain the remaining soldiers who had not yet set off.

Three sheepskin rafts can only carry one combat squad in one round, and one guard platoon and one engineer squad must take four rounds to be completely transported.

Fortunately, the Japanese army may not have thought that anyone would dare to touch the tiger's butt in an area where they have such a large concentration of troops. Even if there are patrols, they are scattered around the field camps. There are no such cold and humid places like river banks. patrol.

By the time the senior commander arrived, three guard squads had already been transported in front of him. No matter how unwilling Dong Zhao was, he could only watch helplessly as the last engineer squad of ten people and 300 kilograms of explosives got on the way back to pick them up. The sheepskin raft rowed quietly into the darkness on the other side of the river bank!

The silent darkness is like the mouth of a beast waiting to devour people. No one knows what Tang Dao and the 60 officers and soldiers of the 28th Division will encounter this night.

The flames of a bright campfire dance, exuding bursts of warmth and fragrance!
The warmth comes from the firelight, but the aroma comes from the small earthen pot hanging on the campfire!

Major Takuno Ishida looked at the cooked mutton tumbling in the earthen pot. He picked up a piece with chopsticks and couldn't wait to put it into his mouth. The hot mutton barely burned his tongue, but the delicious taste was instantly filled with it. His taste buds.

The Japanese artillery major closed his eyes with great satisfaction. This is called life, isn't it?
As a senior teacher of the artillery section of the Army Military Academy, Major Takuno Ishida is considered to be a wealthy man, living his own small life in Kyoto. He never thought that one day he would be transferred from the training ground to the Chinese battlefield with a transfer order, and Still in this wilderness.

Damn the imperial bureaucracy, to deal with a small China, they still have to use the 280MM heavy artillery, the imperial weapon. And the stupid Imperial Army can't even control such heavy artillery, and they still need him, a senior artillery technician, to travel thousands of miles. Come guide!
This is the complaint that Major Ishida often echoes in his heart after arriving in China!
It's really cold in the north of China. The cold wind can blow into almost every bone in his body. Even if he tries hard to wrap himself up in a thick woolen coat, he can't stop the cold invasion.

Therefore, lighting a bright bonfire in the dark night, boiling a can of mutton soup, and boiling a pot of sake became the most wonderful enjoyment for the supreme commander of the No. [-] Fort in Dashi Village.

The mutton naturally comes from the trophies of the No. [-] Fort Defense Detachment's 'hunting' in rural China. If Major Ishida hadn't shown little interest in those women in rural China wearing homespun cotton-padded jackets with dark faces and dark soil, he would still be there at this time. There should be a woman to warm his bed.

As for those of his subordinates who only care about venting their physical needs, Major Takuno Ishida only has a contemptuous attitude, but for the sake of morale, he will not stop it.

In such bad weather, he could spend his lonely nights with delicious mutton, and his subordinates could naturally use it in the way they liked.

As for the Chinese, they are just a group of conquered slaves. Life and death should be decided by their 'masters'. That is their fate.Therefore, even if there were two heart-stopping shrill screams in his ears, the Japanese artillery major who was savoring the delicious taste of the mutton did not pay much attention. It should be the last resistance of the Chinese woman who was captured in the fort!
But that's meaningless. The fate after entering the fort can only be death. If you don't die tonight, you will still die in the future.

The first military regulation he issued when building a fort here in Dashi Village was: No Chinese other than the Imperial Army were allowed to enter, and those who entered would die!

Ishida Takuno was personally named by Itagaki Shiro and arrived at the battlefield with the 280MM heavy artillery. This is not only because he is already a well-known artillery expert in Japan, but also has enough practical experience to be competent in the construction, defense and combat of heavy artillery batteries. and other command abilities.

The 280MM heavy artillery battery, known as the Oishi Village Fort, built a week ago, lived up to Shiro Itagaki's expectations.

The entire fort not only has a good field of vision, but can provide artillery support required by the army to most areas on the opposite bank. Its own defense is also extremely good.

The wall fortifications guarding the steel behemoth alone are 10 meters high and 2 meters thick. Even if the Chinese 75 mountain gun shells hit back occasionally, they could not pose a threat to it at all!
The 45-man infantry squad deployed around the fort actually has more symbolic meaning than defense itself in the eyes of many people. No one believes that Chinese troops can reach this area.

However, Major Ishida still strictly enforced the confidentiality system and did not allow any Chinese to enter within a 100-meter radius of the fort.

However, Major Ishida was also very 'humane' to the infantry and artillery soldiers he commanded. When the fighting was not so intense, he allowed the infantry to go 'hunting' in the surrounding Chinese villages once a day.

He needs lambs from March to June, which taste the most delicious, and women are just incidental items, which are his rewards for those subordinates who are still obedient.

For example, after a day of fierce fighting today, he asked 30 people from the fort defense infantry team to take two artillery teams under his command to set off in the night to 'hunt' new prey. According to his estimation, after today's setback, the lieutenant general's division The regiment commander is very likely to increase the intensity of the shelling of the Chinese positions. He and his artillerymen will not have any rest in the past few days.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch made in Germany. It was already 2 o'clock in the morning. The more than 50 people he sent out to hunt had not returned yet. The Japanese artillery major showed a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Did these damn fools get so carried away that they forgot their military order requiring them to return to the fort at one o'clock in the morning?

The sudden anger made the mutton in his mouth not so fragrant. In addition, there was another whimper unique to human beings before dying. Ishida stood up and shouted to his orderly in a low voice: "Rokuro-kun, you go See if those people from the 1st Battery Squadron are back, and if they are back, ask them why they didn’t report to me when they came back!”

"I'm afraid they won't be able to come back, Your Majesty Major!" A tall figure appeared in front of the simple wooden door that was suddenly opened.

"Who are you?" Ishida Takuno's eyes suddenly solidified. He had never had such a tall person under his command.

The Japanese Army Major's reaction was definitely not slow. While asking questions, his hand seemed to be touching his waist.

The tall figure was still two or three meters away from him. If he drew his gun fast enough, he would definitely be able to kill the opponent before he got close.

But obviously, the artillery major was fooling around a lot. He had no idea how fast the infantry could advance, and he was the top special forces soldier in the world!

His hand had just touched the gun bag when a huge fist seemed to appear on his face across several meters of void.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

Blood splashes and several granular objects splashed everywhere!
This is the result of Tang Dao retaining five points of strength. If Tang Dao, who had even beaten his helmet, was struck with all his strength, the head of the Japanese artillery major who was just tasting the tender mutton could be instantly exploded by a punch. That would not only be It was just as simple as a row of teeth being knocked out.

"It's so cold!" That was the most intuitive feeling that Major Takuno Ishida had when he woke up.

It must be cold. When the poor Japanese artillery major woke up and turned his eyes to look at his situation, he found that he had been skinned into a 'big white sheep' in the cold weather.

Except for her hair, there was nothing on her body to keep her warm.

"Your Majesty, Major, are you cold?" Tang Dao, who was squatting by the campfire and devouring mutton, glanced at Ishida Takuno, who could have curled up into a ball, and asked casually.

"Young Master, Major, you can refuse to answer, but to be honest, your mutton was just average and you added too much seasoning. On the contrary, it lost the unique fragrance of fresh ingredients. As for you Japanese, your cooking skills are really average."

"Are you Chinese?" Although the attacker's Japanese accent was pure, Ishida Takuno knew that the tall attacker was Chinese.

Because he saw the body of his orderly!
The superior soldier who was strangled alive had his tongue hanging out. The stench from the corpse could be smelled several meters away. The bruises on his neck looked like they were smeared with ink. The dying sobs he heard earlier Maybe it came from him.

It was hard for the Japanese artillery major to imagine how a man could strangle a fully armed adult soldier to death with his bare hands.

But this also explains why he has no restraints. Apart from the fact that he has no clothes to cover himself, perhaps this is also the Chinese man's self-confidence, confident that he can kill him easily.

"What do you need me to do?" Ishida Takuno had thousands of thoughts running through his mind, but finally asked this sentence.

"Smart!" Tang Dao nodded.

"I need to drive this respect cannon, but I don't know how. I need your guidance, Major! If you are willing to cooperate, you still have a chance to put on your warm military coat again.

Of course, if you don't cooperate, then I will hang you on the barrel of this cannon. I still have an hour to evacuate this place, which is enough time to watch you, Major, turn into a big one. Popsicle!
Also, by the way, I would like to remind you, Major, don’t count on the more than 30 men in your fort. They are all dead, but their death may be more comfortable than yours, Major. After all, going to see Amaterasu in your sleep is considered A very happy thing.

It all depends on your choice. My hands are very strong. If you do it to my satisfaction, I will snap your neck and ensure that the painful nerve signals are cut off before they are transmitted to the brain. . "

The Japanese artillery major's heart instantly became ten times colder than his cold body.

His intuition told him that the man in front of him with strange paint on his face really didn't scare him.

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