Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

In Changzhi City, in a courtyard with an antenna, the radio station was beeping non-stop, and little devils kept coming and going in and out of the courtyard.

The little devil's telegraph operator picked up the copied telegram, stood up and came to Imada Yukio: "Your Excellency, a telegram from Xinxiang Airport!"

Imada Yukio took the telegram, and after seeing the contents of the telegram, his eyes froze, and then he slammed the telegram on the table: "Baga!"

Yesterday, the Japanese army in Changzhi lost contact with the Japanese army in Lingchuan, and then the flight team at Xinxiang Airport reported that the imperial army in Lingchuan was fighting with the National Army and the Eighth Route Army, which was several times larger than itself. Yukio Imada's heart sank .

Until this morning, Xinxiang Airport sent out a reconnaissance plane again, and saw the corpses of Japanese soldiers everywhere on the battlefield at that time, and the national government's blue sky and white sun flag was hung in Lingchuan city.

No matter how stupid Yukio is today, he also understands that the Japanese army in the Lingchuan area has been wiped out at this time.

Just when Yukio Imada was wondering why the national army and the Eighth Route Army appeared in Lingchuan like this, the adjutant on the side presented the compiled information: "Your Excellency, according to the information provided by the mole in the intelligence department in the national army, a few days ago, the Fighting against the Imperial Army in Sichuan is the 187th Army of the Central Army, the [-]th Division of the [-]th Army of the Sichuan Army, the [-]th Division of the Eighth Route Army, and the main force of the independent detachment!"

"Before the 89th Division, 110th Division and 187th Division of the Thirteenth Army besieged Lingchuan County, our department's interspersed troops composed of two brigades marched yesterday and did not deceive the Thirteenth Army that was in Huguan at that time. After crossing the border between Changzhi and Huguan, the [-]th Division south of Changzhi, the New First Division of the Thirteenth Army in the east of Huguan, and the main force of the independent detachment of the Eighth Route Army in Pingshun followed. Their purpose was to annihilate the main force of the Imperial Army located in Lingchuan! "The adjutant analyzed one by one according to the intelligence.

"Baga, why didn't the intelligence department warn in advance, nearly [-] main forces of the Imperial Army Yusha Lingchuan, has the Great Japanese Empire ever suffered such a loss in China?" Imada Yukio roared with eyes, like a red-eyed gambler .

"It is reported that the combat order was not issued through the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs, but was personally ordered by the aide's office of the highest official in China. Early this morning, many newspapers in the Kuomintang-controlled area publicly publicized the victory of the national army in Lingchuan. I am afraid that it will spread to the country soon!"

In fact, although newspapers such as Ta Kung Pao and Central Daily praised the victory of the Lingchuan Battle, only the names of the Thirteenth Army appeared in the newspapers, and the names of the Eighth Route Army and the Sichuan Army did not appear in the newspapers at all.

"Our department currently gathers in Changzhi only six brigades that are not fully formed. Apart from the seriously wounded who have been transported away, there are only more than 3700 combatable soldiers left. Some soldiers have to be drawn to guard the heavy artillery regiment. General, you still want to Make plans early?" the adjutant persuaded.

The initial siege force of the Japanese army consisted of eight infantry brigades, and then two brigades were sent to reinforce Lingchuan. At that time, the reinforcements had more than 1500 troops.

On the whole, the Japanese army lost more than 3600 people during the siege and subsequent street fighting. This number of casualties is close to the number of infantry regiments.

"Nani? Are you afraid of war, or are you a warrior of the Japanese Empire?" Yukio scolded after hearing the words, and then realized his gaffe, and said softly: "The [-]th Army is now at the end of its strength, As long as Changzhi can be taken down, it will be enough to wash away the shame of the imperial army, let the Chinese people be happy for a few days, before long, the national government's military group in North China will be completely lost!"...

"Hi!"

"Immediately ask the team to strengthen the investigation to the east of Changzhi. Given the current situation, the national army and the Eighth Route Army will never sit back and watch Changzhi be occupied by our army!"

At the same time, near Songjiazhuang at the junction of Changzhi and Lucheng.

Songjiazhuang is not far from the Hanchang Highway. It was originally the outermost base area of ​​Tainan Division [-]. With the arrival of the main force of the Japanese army, the troops of the Division [-] fought a guerrilla attack with the little devils. Songjiazhuang was brought into the ruling area by the Japanese army. However, the village The common people were mobilized early in the morning.

The sun began to become poisonous after seven o'clock. Dong Jiang was lying on a hilltop by the road, wearing a straw hat on his head, and the corners of his mouth were covered with skin. The rest of the small group of soldiers hid in the shade, curled up The body dozed off.

At this time, three soldiers from the reconnaissance company came from the direction of Songjiazhuang, with water bottles all over their bodies.

"Company commander, drink some water. I just got it from Songjiazhuang. It's cold. It's ready!" The soldier handed over a water bottle.

"There is no discipline at all. Who told you to leave the army and go to Songjiazhuang to get water!" Dong Jiang laughed and scolded, then unscrewed the lid of the pot, and the cow drank at least half of the pot of water.

"Hey, we just arrived here after marching overnight. Just now, comrades couldn't swallow dry food. It's not an option to go on like this!"

"Go, send some water to the second and third teams!"

"Yes!"

At around [-] o'clock that morning, from Dong Jiang's position, many figures appeared on the Hanchang Highway, and Dong Jiang immediately asked people to wake up the resting soldiers.

"Company commander, I'm sorry, why is there such a fellow among the wounded soldiers of this little devil?" said the soldier beside him.

Dong Jiang didn't speak when he heard the words, he just stared at the road, not knowing what he was thinking.

The task of the reconnaissance company was to transport the wounded by the Japanese army. Dong Jiang didn't pay attention to this task, but now something went wrong.

In the little devil's team of wounded soldiers, there are at least a thousand wounded, more than a hundred devils guarding them, and a large number of young and strong people are responsible for carrying stretchers.

"Company commander, do you still want to fight?" The soldier on the side watched the little devil enter the ambush circle, and couldn't help urging.

"Notify the second team, the third team should not shoot, and the rest will put on the clothes of the Japanese army and the puppet army!" Dong Jiang ordered.

"Yes!"

Then more than forty soldiers of the reconnaissance company who changed into their clothes ran to the front of the Japanese army under the leadership of Dong Jiang.

The person in charge of escorting the wounded was Kazuo Nomoto, a second lieutenant of the Japanese army, from the Ryukyu Islands. These little devils were all members of the supply team sent by the 104th Brigade to assist the Kwantung Army in combat. Because of the lack of troops of the Kwantung Army, they became the wounded guards again. .

The original number of carriages in the supply team was far from enough to transport the wounded, so the little devils made a lot of stretchers from local materials near the battlefield.

It stands to reason that the carriage should be given priority to the wounded, but Kazuo Nomoto sat in a carriage by himself.

Kazuo Nomoto, who was sitting in the carriage, was not in a good mood, but he knew that the Eighth Route Army in Tainan was very dark-spirited, and if he was asked to escort the wounded, he was going to die!
"Sir, there is a group of Imperial Army soldiers ahead!" A little devil trotted to report.

When Nomoto and Xiong heard the words, they thought it was the Kwantung Army from Lucheng who came out to respond, so they hurriedly jumped off the carriage, beckoning and throwing the seriously wounded little devil on the carriage. …

"Hurry up and drop it, hurry up and drop it!"

The two young men who were carrying the little devil's wounded man on the side were angry at first, and they didn't soften their hands at all when they heard Kazuo Nomoto's order. With a bang, the wounded man who was originally on the stretcher was turned over onto the carriage.

Then two more wounded were thrown on the carriage, and the little devil wounded under the pressure struggled for a while and seemed to be out of breath.

Kazuo Nomoto, regardless of the life or death of the wounded, ordered to stop the advance, and then called a few of his men to meet him.

When the two parties met on the first day of the lunar new year, Kazuo Nomoto looked at the nameplate on Dong Jiang's uniform, and it turned out to be the 104th Brigade. At first, he thought he had met his own family, but then he looked at the team behind Dong Jiang. Can't help but chug.

Kazuo Nomoto became extremely polite at the moment: "Senior, what part do you belong to?"

Dong Jiang walked up to him, glanced at the nameplate on Nomoto Kazuo's chest, was also taken aback, and cursed inwardly: The fake Li Kui actually bumped into the real Li Kui.

"My name is Yajima Ichiro. I am stationed at Dongyangguan. I was ordered to go to the front line to perform official duties. You are also a member of the 104th Brigade? Why do you look unfamiliar?" Dong Jiang immediately slapped him involuntarily.

"Oh, so it's my colleague, Yajima-senpai, Kazuo Shimomoto, who was transferred from Ryukyu years ago!"

"Oh, what a coincidence, I'm also from Ryukyu!" Dong Jiang was still thinking about getting close to Nomoto Kazuo, but he didn't notice the strangeness of Nomoto Kazuo at all.

Sure enough, when Nomoto Kazuo heard the words, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself, although there were quite a few people who came by boat from Ryukyu back then, but he had always met people from all directions, and he had never seen or heard of such a thing. number one.

Thinking of this, Nomoto Kazuo's little heart jumped up, and then he looked towards the surrounding hills: "Damn it, it must be for me, it's really fucking bad luck!"

Dong Jiang didn't expect that the fake devil in front of him would be so active in his mind for a while.

"Nomoto-kun, Nomoto-kun?"

"Ah, Yajima-senpai!"

"Nomoto-kun has a heavy responsibility. Why is the battle on the front line so fierce? Where are you going to transport the wounded?" Dong Jiang asked pretending to be curious.

The purpose of Dong Jiang's visit here is to take the opportunity to inquire about the situation of the Japanese army in Changzhi.

Hearing the words, Nomoto Kazuo had confirmed in his heart that Dong Jiang's identity was probably the Eighth Route Army, so he said very cooperatively: "Senior Yajima, these wounded will be sent to Lucheng for treatment!"

"Nani, how can the medical facilities in Lucheng compare to Handan? Why not send them to Handan? Warriors fought bravely on the battlefield and deserve the best treatment!"

"Hi, hi!" Nomoto and Dazhi said that you were pretending to be quite similar, but he said, "Senior Yajima, haven't you heard that the wounded who were transported to Handan before were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army along the way, The single field hospital has not received any wounded!"

"Oh, so that's the case, the Eighth Route Army is really hateful!" Dong Jiang cursed angrily.

Then Dong Jiang found out a lot about the situation of the Changzhi Japanese army from Nomoto Kazuo, especially this fake devil was also the head of the supply team, and he knew the situation of the Japanese army's ammunition supply like the palm of his hand. …

"Yoxi, Nomoto-kun, you have worked really hard, go and send the wounded to Lucheng!" Dong Jiang said with a smile, and put his hand on the gun case at his waist while talking.

At this time, Dong Jiang had given up on killing these little devils and wounded. Unexpectedly, Kazuo Nomoto's body became stiff immediately when he saw Dong Jiang's movements, and said tremblingly: "Comrade Eighth Route Army, don't do anything, I have something to do." discuss!"

As soon as this remark came out, Dong Jiang, who hadn't planned to draw out his gun, pulled out his gun instantly, and the soldiers of the reconnaissance company, who had been on high alert, stepped forward and surrounded Kazuo Nomoto and others.

"Comrades of the Eighth Route Army, don't get me wrong, I will cooperate with you!" Nomoto Kazuo squatted on the ground with his head in his arms very obediently.

Dong Jiang looked at Nomoto Kazuo's cowardly appearance, and was very annoyed in his heart. He didn't know where he had missed a loophole, but he was recognized by this coward.

"Say, how did you recognize it? Was the question you answered just now adulterated?" Dong Jiang pointed his gun at Kazuo Nomoto's forehead.

"Comrades of the Eighth Route Army, you really are too majestic. Our group from Ryukyu don't have the spirit of yours. Besides, you look unfamiliar, so I suspect that you are the comrades of the Eighth Route Army in disguise!"

"Oh, you're pretty smart!" Dong Jiang said and turned on the nose.

Seeing the situation, Nomoto Kazuo hurriedly said: "Comrade Eighth Route Army, I am a Chinese just like you, and I am patriotic!"

Dong Jiang was directly amused: "Damn it, you are fooling a fool, speaking Japanese, you told me that you are Chinese, if you are patriotic, why would you be a second devil?"

"In Ryukyu, the Japanese guarded against us, enslaving our generation from childhood, forcing us to learn Japanese and Japanese culture. It is helpless to become a second devil, and they are all forced to come here by the little devils. Handan, even in Handan, the Japanese are at the top, and those of us from Ryukyu can only be low-level soldiers!"

Seeing Dong Jiang still didn't believe it, Nomoto Kazuo simply shook off his old background: "Comrade Eighth Route Army, the resistance of our Ryukyu people has never stopped. We are all members of the Chinese Guizong Society. If you don't believe me, ask them." !"

The other little devils nodded one after another, while Dong Jiang asked, "China Guizong Society?"

"Yes, it was specially set up in Ryukyu to develop our own forces within the Japanese army. There are more than [-] people in Handan!"

Dong Jiang looked suspiciously at this cowardly guy in front of him, could this kind of person be an anti-Japanese soldier?
It turned out that after the members of the Chinese Guizong Society arrived in Handan, there were no national army troops in the defense zone of the 104th Brigade, and they wanted to contact the Eighth Route Army.

It turned out that the Eighth Route Army was inextricably linked with the local Japanese army, and the relationship was quite harmonious, so I pressed the idea of ​​contacting the Eighth Route Army.

After learning about the situation, Dong Jiang pouted at the transportation team: "I'll give you a chance to perform!"

Of course, Kazuo Nomoto understood what Dong Jiang meant, and he said distressedly at the moment: "Comrade Eighth Route Army, this group of wounded will be transported to Lucheng. There is a mistake that I can't explain!"

"Hmph, you think you can slip out of our hands, surrounded by our ambushes, your own life is in your hands, besides, at worst, you can take off your military uniform and join our Eighth Route Army, and deal with the wounded little devils, I will report to my superiors for your credit!"