The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

Chapter 1257: Trampling Okamura Neji under his feet

Seeing that everyone in the headquarters was focusing on him, Okamura Neji thought for a moment before speaking: "Yamamoto-kun..."

"I think the Eighth Route Army activities around the three main divisions are not as simple as everyone sees..."

"There must be a conspiracy hidden inside that everyone doesn't know about..."

Lieutenant General Yamamoto felt very uncomfortable.

The Kwantung Army made it very clear when it decided to send troops to support the North China Front.

The North China Front Army was not allowed to interfere with the command of the Kwantung Army's southward support troops, and Okamura Neiji was no exception.

As a result, he raised objections as soon as he made the decision. This not only slapped himself in the face, but also violated the previous agreement between the North China Front Army and the Kwantung Army!

But Okamura Neiji is the commander of the North China Front after all, with the rank of general, so he still has to give him the face he deserves.

Lieutenant General Yamamoto could only answer with suppressed anger: "Since Commander Okamura has different opinions..."

"Then please Commander Okamura tell us the conspiracy behind the Eighth Route Army..."

"According to the agreement between the Kwantung Army and the North China Front Army, the North China Front Army has the responsibility to provide corresponding intelligence support to the Kwantung Army's southward reinforcements..."

Okamura Neji was immediately confused by the question.

Because he didn't know what the real conspiracy was behind the appearance of the Yizhong Eighth Route Army around the three main divisions at the same time.

The reason why he raised objections was entirely because the soldier's sixth sense and his understanding of the Eighth Route Army in Yizhong made him feel that this matter was not as simple as it appeared.

Otherwise, the Yizhong Eighth Route Army would have been wiped out by him long ago. How could he have waited for the Kwantung Army to go south to reinforce him and help him kill the Yizhong Eighth Route Army.

Seeing Okamura Neiji frowning and not answering, Lieutenant General Yamamoto reminded again: "I wonder what Commander Okamura thinks is the real conspiracy of the Eighth Route Army to operate around three main divisions at the same time?"

Okamura Neji knew that if he didn't speak, he would definitely lose face in front of his allies, and he might even be humiliated by him.

His mind was running rapidly, and then he frowned and answered: "The Eighth Route Army in Yizhong likes to create doubts the most, confuse us, and then cut off one of our fingers..."

"Now our troops are scattered in three different counties... What if they concentrate their superior forces and attack one of our divisions..."

"The division under attack will definitely be under tremendous combat pressure... Please take this into consideration, Mr. Yamamoto."

"Yizhong Eighth Route Army is different from other Eighth Route Army..."

"They are well-equipped and have plenty of ammunition..."

"Regardless of the fact that each of our divisions has nearly 30,000 people, if we really confront the Yizhong Eighth Route Army, we will pay a huge price even if we win!"

The purpose of Okamura Neji's words is simple.

At the cost of a division being severely damaged, Lieutenant General Yamamoto was reminded, hoping that he would pay attention to the Eighth Route Army in the wing.

But he obviously underestimated the arrogance of Lieutenant General Yamamoto...

Before he could finish speaking, Lieutenant General Yamamoto frowned and retorted: "Commander Okamura..."

"You underestimate the combat effectiveness of the Kwantung Army..."

"How many people are left in the Eighth Route Army in Yi Zhong... With just that little force, do you think they have the strength to severely damage our reinforced division?"

"And our remaining two divisions are not vegetarians either."

"No matter which division is attacked, the other two divisions will immediately attack them, attack from inside and outside, and encircle the Eighth Route Army in the center..."

"Ten thousand steps back..."

"Even if the reinforced division that was besieged by the Yizhong Eighth Route Army was severely damaged, as long as the Yizhong Eighth Route Army can be completely annihilated, the price is worth it!" "As far as I know...the North China Front Army died directly at the hands of the Yizhong Eighth Route Army. There are already tens of thousands of people..."

"Even the 50,000 elite members of the Kwantung Army who once supported the North China Front died in their hands..."

"If I can kill the Yizhong Eighth Route Army at the cost of one division, no matter how you analyze it, this will be a great victory!"

Speaking of which...

Lieutenant General Yamamoto was not ready to let Okamura Neji off yet and decided to continue humiliating him.

Facing Okamura Neji's aggrieved and angry gaze, he continued to ask: "No matter if any of the three divisions is attacked, the other two divisions can kill them in just five hours." battlefield……"

"Does Commander Okamura think that a reinforced division of the Kwantung Army cannot hold out for even five hours under the siege of the Eighth Route Army in the Wing?"

Okamura Neji wanted to nod, but he swallowed the words again...

This is something to offend someone...

Once exported, he would completely offend the Kwantung Army.

Now I still beg the Kwantung Army to kill the Eighth Route Army in Yizhong and stabilize the war situation. I also hope that the Kwantung Army can go south to support the troops.

If one sentence offends them to death, Lieutenant General Yamamoto will transfer the troops away from Pingjin and return to the three eastern provinces in a fit of anger. Then the good situation in Pingjin and Tianjin that they have finally stabilized will be overturned by the Eighth Route Army, and the North China Front Army will also be in crisis. .

This price is something Okamura Neji absolutely cannot bear.

For the sake of the overall situation, he decided to keep his mouth shut...

As long as the Kwantung Army's southward support troops continue to stay in Pingjin to help them stabilize the war situation, they can fight however they want. At worst, they will be mute throughout the rest of the battle.

Take a deep breath, calm yourself down as much as possible, and then answer: "Yamamoto-kun..."

"I don't mean to underestimate the combat effectiveness of the Kwantung Army..."

"I was too reckless in what I said just now... I will definitely cooperate with you in the next battle and wipe out the Eighth Route Army in Yizhong..."

Lieutenant General Yamamoto immediately flashed a proud smile on his face.

He felt that he had achieved an unprecedented victory in the battle of wits and courage. Although Okamura Neiji was the commander of the North China Front Army and had the rank of general, he was still trampled under his feet.

Little did he know that his arrogance was taken advantage of by Li Yunlong and Huang Yu, and they took advantage of them and slapped him hard on the face.

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In a ravine about 20 kilometers away from Gu'an County, Li Yunlong and Huang Yu were refining the battle plan around the map, trying to make it foolproof and not give the Japanese any opportunity.

News from the reconnaissance force is being continuously collected here for their reference.

"Chief... after our reconnaissance force was dispatched, the Kwantung Army operating around the county immediately turned into a coward and hid back in the county..."

"Except for the three county towns that are still firmly in the hands of the Kwantung Army, all places outside the county towns are under our control."

Li Yunlong frowned and analyzed: "I suspect that the little devil is fishing..."

"There are nearly 30,000 Kwantung Army troops stationed in the three counties... They are well-equipped and not afraid of our attack... In this case, there is no need to send people to die outside the city and go head-to-head with our reconnaissance troops..."

"It's better to be trapped in the county seat and wait for us to pretend to have a bloody head!"

(End of this chapter)