Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2446: General Takeda is in control of the wisdom!

Bingliangwan is an emergency food widely used by the Japanese when launching wars. It was originally designed to quickly replenish the physical strength of soldiers in the absence of supplies.

They are usually made from a blend of compressed grains, beans, dried fruits and even some herbs, designed to provide adequate calories and necessary nutrients.

However, the taste of Bingliang Wan is really not good. It has a taste of carrots and rotten rice and is very difficult to swallow.

So after a large number of modern compressed foods appeared, Bingliangwan was gradually abandoned by the Japanese.

However, due to the shortage of supplies for the Japanese, Bingliang Pills were still delivered to the battlefield as usual. The Japanese would only eat one or two pills when they really had nothing to eat.

The puppet soldiers, each with a bitter face, swallowed a ration pill with tears in their eyes.

They hadn't eaten all night and had been tossing and turning all night, so their chests were already pressed against their backs.

So even if it's hard to swallow, they have no choice but to swallow it.

Of course, the devils didn't care about the lives of these puppet soldiers. They ate canned beef and compressed biscuits. Although the taste was not very good, it was much more comfortable than the puppet soldiers.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was around eight o'clock, and the Japanese's two reconnaissance planes and three fighter planes also flew over the grassland.

General Takeda put on a neat military uniform, walked out of the tent with a sword in hand, looking like he had a clear plan.

He said to all the devils in a proud tone, "It's time for us to fight back. I will use today to completely defeat the Wugan tribe and capture Wugan and Ye Xuwen alive!"

"it is good!"

The cheers of the devils rang out one after another, and then the army set off and headed straight for the Wugan tribe camp that they had been exploring the previous day.

In the camp of the Wugan tribe, the herders still live peacefully, as if all the noise from the outside world has nothing to do with them.

They either lowered their heads to herd sheep or sat around the fire and whispered. To them, the Japanese planes cruising in the sky were nothing more than a dark shadow in the distant horizon. They chose to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear, and stick to the tranquility and harmony that belonged to them.

The Japanese reconnaissance plane circled high in the sky, taking in the entire scene, and then quickly reported to General Takeda.

Upon hearing this, General Takeda curled up a smug smile, which showed both the confidence that the situation was under control and the anticipation for an imminent victory.

Everything was just as he expected and was developing steadily in the intended direction.

The Japanese army roamed across the grassland like a long steel dragon.

Fighter planes kept flying across the sky, and the coordinated operations between the ground and the air made the Japanese and puppet troops feel safe.

So, the Japanese army marched forward, and after walking for a whole morning, they were about to arrive at the camp of the Wugan tribe.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, the reconnaissance plane suddenly sent a message: the herdsmen of the Wugan tribe disappeared. Only a few people drove their cattle and sheep to flee northward.

General Takeda frowned. The sudden change caused his mood, which had just improved, to plummet.

His plan was all centered around the herdsmen of the Wugan tribe. He wanted to force the cavalry of the Wugan tribe to fight him, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to find a cavalry on the vast grassland.

He looked at the sun still high in the sky and felt much relieved.

At least he still has time, and there are more planes arriving to reinforce him this time.

He immediately ordered the Japanese planes to intensify their reconnaissance efforts and make sure to find the Wugan tribe's base before the sun sets. The Japanese planes quickly changed their strategy and no longer limited their reconnaissance to one target. Instead, they divided the entire grassland into several areas and then conducted reconnaissance in each area.

The grassland is in full view, and it is impossible to hide thousands of people.

Soon, news came that the herdsmen of the Wugan tribe were gathering in the northwest direction 50 kilometers away from the Japanese and were still advancing.

Upon hearing this news, General Takeda's brows furrowed even more tightly.

Because it was already fifty kilometers, the other party might have walked all night.

If they wanted to catch up with the moving herdsmen, an entire afternoon might not be enough, unless they sent out cavalry to intercept them.

However, the reconnaissance plane also discovered that there were many scattered cavalry on the grassland, and especially not far from the gathered army, about five or six kilometers away, there were at least two cavalry groups with no less than a thousand people following.

What do these two cavalry units want to do? I'm afraid even a fool can guess what General Takeda is thinking.

This is just like a prairie wolf hunting. It will follow its prey until the prey is tired or relaxes its vigilance, then it will suddenly appear and hunt the prey.

Thinking of this, General Takeda couldn't help but feel like a thorn in his back.

His brain was working rapidly, and he considered many possibilities, but the results were all overturned by himself.

Unknowingly, he had fallen into a dead end, a dead end that even he couldn't escape from.

  Is it possible that General Takeda will be defeated on this grassland?

No, this is absolutely not possible. Takeda has one foot on the threshold of becoming an admiral, how can he die here?

Suddenly, General Takeda thought of something. Doesn't the Special High Technology Department have a senior agent in the tribal alliance? And it seems that the other party is very respected by the tribal alliance. It would be better to let him help him and stop the herdsmen of the Wugan tribe. In this way, he will definitely be able to arrive before dark.

So he immediately gave the order: "Send a telegram to the Special High Technology Department and ask them to find a way to persuade the people of the tribal alliance to send troops to intercept the herdsmen of the Wugan tribe."

"Hi!"

The Japanese officer outside the car rode his horse to find the signalman, and General Takeda finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Yarlung Zangbo, who was in the tribal alliance, received an order from the Special High Technology Bureau, asking him to immediately persuade the tribal alliance to send troops to block the herdsmen of the Wugan tribe from fleeing westward.

Yarlung Zangbo's expression did not change when he saw the order, because he had already been vaccinated before. And this was also part of his plan.

After he put away the radio, he walked towards the big tent where a dozen tribal leaders were having dinner.

At this time, more than a dozen tribal leaders were eating big chunks of meat, drinking big gulps of wine, and talking and laughing in the tent, it was very lively!

On the barbecue grill, fat beasts were roasted until golden and crispy, fat dripped into the flames, making a sizzling sound, accompanied by an enticing aroma.

The leaders each held a sharp bone knife and unceremoniously cut pieces of meat from the barbecue. The meat was still hot, but they didn't care. They just opened their mouths and started biting. As they chewed, satisfied smiles appeared at the corners of their mouths.

The large clay jar on the side was filled with wine carefully brewed with various wild fruits and herbs. It had a deep color and a fragrant aroma.

The leaders took turns holding up the clay bowls, tilting their heads back and drinking, the wine flowing down their Adam's apples, bringing waves of coolness and refreshment.

  Some leaders even raised the jars of wine high up and drank it all. How could they feel any sense of urgency in the face of a powerful enemy?

Of course, this cannot be blamed on these tribal leaders. After all, the Japanese are not targeting them this time, but the unsociable Wugan tribal leader! .