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Chapter 233 Neiji Okamura: The tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs!

After dealing with Anda 23, Master Beard led the guard battalion to the third army's station non-stop.

The situation here is much worse than everyone imagined, the defense line is filled with gunpowder smoke and dead bodies are everywhere.

Scattered lightly wounded were carrying stretchers in groups of two, and the number of seriously wounded was beyond imagination. The sound of wailing and painful groans echoed over the position.

Even though the battle has been over for nearly an hour, the work of cleaning the battlefield is still not over.

Seeing a group of the Eighth Route Army coming to their defense area, Guoku's wounded soldiers stopped their work one after another.They tried to straighten their backs, and excitedly paid their highest respect to the friendly forces.

In the current era of continuous wars, many generals have descended from the land of China, and a few of them are particularly dazzling.

They are here to save the Chinese nation, and they are the light of hope for the working people.

They disperse the demons, ghosts, wolves, tigers and leopards all over the land, and prop up a blue sky for the people's precarious days.

Mr. Beard is just one of the most shining stars among many generals.

Although many candied soldiers saw him for the first time, the rumored iconic beard and pipe had already exposed his identity.

In a harmonious atmosphere, he greeted the fruit-preserved soldiers very cordially and naturally, without any grievances because of the camps of both sides and the fact that the other party had just missed a group of devils.

Five minutes later, the senior officials of the third army came after hearing the news.

After meeting, everyone saluted the military almost at the same time, completely ignoring those cumbersome polite words.

After seeing the fiercest man in Northwest Shanxi with his own eyes, Army Commander Tang was filled with emotion.

He once saw a photo of a person wearing a warlord-style military uniform with a gold-rimmed gold buckle and a saber, completely different from the Eighth Route Army in front of him.

As a fruit-preserved military officer, it was hard for him to imagine what kind of perseverance made a person give up the Hanyang Military Factory and his life of glory and wealth.

"Hello! On behalf of all the soldiers of the Third Army, I would like to thank your department for your support!"

"Without your Eighth Route Army, the west side of Zhongtiao Mountain must have been lost! It's a pity that we still let some devils break through the defense line, and we are ashamed of the supplies you airdropped."

Seeing the tragic situation where almost everyone was wounded on the battlefield, Mr. Beard stood in awe.

He made a rough estimate on the way just now. The three divisions of the Third Army now have at most 3000 people left. It is said that even the division commanders are one dead, one injured and one disabled.

Under such a heavy casualty, there has been no rout, which is very rare among preserved fruits.

"Although I don't know a lot of Chinese characters, I can tell which friends are worth making and which are Karmazi."

"Your third army is doing well, and it will definitely be a strong army after replenishing its strength and resting. At that time, if you want guns and guns, you must have guns and guns, and you will definitely beat the kid to the ground and cry."

But Mr. Beard's comforting words didn't help. Tang Junchang's face was bitter, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden.

"In this battle, our army suffered a lot of losses, and almost wiped out the old foundation brought out from Yunnan."

"I'm afraid that after the war, not only will the Third Army not be replenished, but even I, the commander of the army, may be promoted. Maybe my military career will come to an end."

As for the inside story of the preserved fruit, Mr. Huzi is obviously very clear.After all, as long as you are not a direct descendant, you will face the possibility of being betrayed and deducted at any time.

What's more, he hated the bald man from the bottom of his heart. He was the murderer of his family.

"Old Tang, you are a solid soldier!"

"Don't you stand up for them when you see ordinary people being bullied in the future? Seeing ordinary people who have no power to restrain them suffer and become a coward, then you will become an accomplice!"

"In case, you are treated unfairly after you go back! Then you come to Northwest Shanxi to find me!"

"One person fighting against injustice can only save ten or a hundred people. Our army is fighting against injustice for the world! It is to change the fate of tens of millions of people!"

Those words seemed to wake up Commander Tang's fighting spirit, his eyes glowed and he grabbed Mr. Beard's hand!
"That's sound! I'll get off the bald thief ship sooner or later!"

After the conversation, the two discussed the follow-up arrangements.

Due to the severe attrition of the Third Army, almost all the surviving soldiers were injured and were already unable to fight anymore.Master Huzi decided to send two main regiments to send each other to the Yellow River Ferry, and let the soldiers return to Yu Province to recuperate.

The 120th Division continued to advance eastward, striving to join the 129th Division on the Northeast Front as soon as possible.

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The Jin faction is the local power in the SX province. Although Yan Laoxi lost a large area of ​​land, the centipede is dead but not dead, and the intelligence network and spy work have always been maintained well.

In addition, Ji County is very close to the west side of Zhongtiao Mountain, so they have been paying attention to the whole battle.

When the magic soldiers of the 120th Division descended from the sky, the master of existentialism first angrily denounced the incompetence of the intelligence chief, who actually allowed tens of thousands of people to pass through his territory silently.

Immediately afterwards, he dispatched his capable general, Xiliang fierce general Chu Yunfei!

It's not that Yan Laoxi firmly resisted Japan and supported the united front.Instead, he discovered that the Eighth Route Army was so fierce that it had the potential to eat up two divisions of the Japanese army.

If you don't join the war now, after the devil is driven away, there will be nothing for him in Shanxi.

Wangyuan, the position of the 358th regiment of the Jinsui Army.

"Tuan Zuo, we have been waiting for three hours, will the devil really come?"

"In case we fail to harvest, Chief Yan will blame you, we can't afford it."

The words of his chief of staff did not give Chu Yunfei the slightest sense of urgency. He knew very well the importance of the geographical location of Wangyuan Village.

This is known as the heart of Zhongtiao Mountain. As long as the devils fleeing from the western front want to detour across the mountains to join the 41st Division, they will definitely pass through here.

Back then, the Fourth Army defeated the enemy in Wangyuan.

Chu Yunfei chose the same tactics as the defenders back then. He placed the artillery on the hillside of Wangyuan Highland, and arranged three infantry battalions on both sides of the artillery.

On this steel front, there is a Maxim heavy machine gun every three to five steps.Not to mention the individual quality of the soldiers, this posture alone is scary enough.

Having such resources is also due to Yan Laoxi's preference for Chu Yunfei.

The current 358 Regiment has a full 5000 people, even if it is placed in the Central Army, it can be regarded as a division-level unit.The army is not only well-equipped, but its artillery battalion is also equipped with seven 7mm Bofors mountain guns.

"Brother Li Gong, just wait and see. As soon as the artillery fire in the north stops, I will start counting the time."

"It's not easy for the devils to go this way. Let's not talk about what to do with their wounded soldiers and supplies. The 30-meter-wide Xi'er River alone is enough for them to drink a pot."

"It is estimated that in another 15 minutes, the enemy will plunge into our ambush circle! This time I want to see if that Li Yunlong can be better than me!"

Fang Ligong shook his head helplessly. After returning from the New Second Regiment, his own regiment was in a daze, talking about the commander of the Eighth Route Army every day.

Especially the Browning pistol, which can be cleaned three times a day, is more important than a token of love.

Just as he was about to speak a few words of persuasion, a scout ran towards the two of them.The other party didn't salute, and started to report directly.

"Tuan Zuo, a brigade of devils has appeared. It is expected to enter our ambush circle in 10 minutes. Brothers are ready to fight!"

The fish finally took the bait, and Chu Yunfei showed a satisfied smile.

Ten minutes later, nearly a thousand exhausted Japanese soldiers came to the high ground, and it was the remnant army led by Sanji Ota and Changgo Okawa.

The two led a regiment of infantry to attack the third army's position, and finally succeeded in breaking through after two hours of fierce fighting.

"Okawa-kun, don't always be cautious. We have left the dangerous battlefield, and everyone is safe now."

"I have already sent a telegram to the headquarters and the 41st Division. Commander Gangcun also agreed that our regiment will retreat on its own, and General Qingshui will even send someone to meet us according to the rules."

"Going forward, just save dry food and make sure you don't get sick."

Although the words of his own chief were very reasonable, but Okawa Changgo always had an ominous premonition, as if there were some ferocious beasts staring at him in the shadows.

The devil took out his binoculars and glanced around the high ground.It's a pity that it was getting late, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

At this time, Chu Yunfei stared at the devil who was advancing slowly, and he waved back to signal the soldiers to get ready.

"Go! Before the little devil finds us, the death squad rush down!"

"Light and heavy machine guns, mortars, and mountain cannons don't need to save bullets. I demand that the devils be cut in half in the first round!"

After receiving the order from their own regiment, nearly a hundred burly soldiers rushed down the mountain with their waists bowed.Each of them had a Jin-made Thomson, and a large number of grenades were pinned to their chests.

These soldiers are the elite assaulters of the 358 regiment, all equipped for close combat.

In the Battle of Wangyuan that year, the defenders of Guofu fought in the same way.It's a pity that their death squad didn't have submachine guns, so they could only rush down with a box of grenades in their hands.

On the ground, a pair of Maxim and Czech light machine guns are ready.The muzzle of the black hole is pointed at the unsuspecting devil, and the firepower will be tilted only when the superior gives an order.

"beat!"

call out!
Several flares were launched into the air, and the ambush began in earnest.

As a quick shooter, Chu Yunfei seemed to have awakened the memory of shooting halberds at Yuanmen in his previous life.He pulled the trigger first, and a 7.92×57mm bullet hit a devil steadily.

For a moment, muzzle fireworks flickered on the mountainside, as if a searchlight unit moved suddenly, and the overwhelming metal storm rushed towards the enemy.

Due to the lack of natural bunkers on the path at the foot of the mountain, the 358 regiment's condescending firepower on the mountainside was not compromised at all.

Facing the sudden attack, nearly a thousand devils had no choice but to flee.

Seeing the soldiers who were hit by bullets and fell in front of him one by one, Changgo Okawa reacted immediately.He tried to organize an effective and organized counterattack, but the water-cooled Maxim and Bofors Mountain Cannon didn't give him a chance at all.

Boom boom boom!
The artillery battalion of the 358th Regiment fought more and more smoothly, and the hit rate of the shells became higher and higher.One after another shells exploded in the crowd, and the Japanese infantry could only scatter.

Looking at the chaotic enemies on the battlefield, Chu Yunfei showed a satisfied smile.

For this perfect ambush, he gave himself full marks in his heart.Our own troops are the dominant side from beginning to end, and the enemy has not organized a large-scale counterattack at all.

A group of stragglers can be dealt with by Jinzao Thomson of the Death Squad alone.

In just a few minutes of fighting, the devils at the foot of the mountain suffered heavy casualties. Even the fireworks from the muzzles of the guns could not be seen, and they almost completely lost their ability to fight back.

"Bring me a Thompson submachine gun! (Fang Tian draws a halberd!), everyone charge me! Get rid of these Japanese beasts!"

Chu Yunfei took the weapon handed over by the leader of the guard platoon, and with a submachine gun in his hand, he rushed towards the devil's remnant soldiers down the mountain.

Fang Ligong on the side looked at the vigorous figure, as if his family was becoming more and more unfamiliar.Holding the binoculars, he whispered to himself:
"You are a talented student who was admitted to the fifth phase of the Whampoa Military Academy at the age of 16. How did you become so reckless?"

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Taiyuan, the headquarters of the First Army.

All the prominent figures from the entire North China Front Army gathered here, and everyone waited silently. At this time, the atmosphere in the combat meeting room was very solemn.

"Your Excellency, the front line telegram."

"The 36th and 37th divisions and the 16th independent mixed brigade were bombarded by the Eighth Route Army. The specific casualties are unknown, but in all likelihood, the entire army has been wiped out."

"I have ordered the communications soldiers to continue to contact the other party, but have not received a response yet."

Hearing Yoshio Iwamatsu's report, Ningji Okamura felt unreal.He could clearly hear every word of the telegram sent back from the front line, but the combination was so inconceivable.It was as if he was in a dream, but at this moment he had to accept the reality.

Thinking about it carefully, the old devil's back was instantly wet with sweat.

If he hadn't changed his itinerary temporarily, he might have died under the shelling of the Eighth Route Army. At this time, only the frivolous name on this thin telegram remained.

"Bombardment? Mortars?"

"Could it be that the two lieutenant generals and one major general of the younger brother's country didn't notice when the enemy touched them three kilometers behind them?"

After hearing a series of inquiries from his commander, Yoshio Iwamatsu raised his head.The old face in front of him, which was black and blue, extremely haggard, made him a little dazed.

How high-spirited and high-spirited it was when it led six divisions, four independent mixed brigades, and one flying group to attack Zhongtiao Mountain.

But how confident he was back then is how embarrassed he is now.

Although the attack on Zhongtiao Mountain caused heavy losses to the Guofu defenders, their own side was also successfully attacked by the Eighth Route Army.

At present, two reorganized Type B divisions, two independent mixed brigades and one cavalry brigade have been lost. Counting the broken locust army on other fronts, the entire North China Front Army has lost at least 4 warriors.

The Third Flying Group was also completely wiped out, along with the aircraft transferred from the Kwantung Army and the Central China Front Army.

Under the premise that the local government gives priority to the supply of navy red deer, there is no chance to replenish the fighter planes for a while, and there is a high probability that they will be shit on the head of the Air Force of the Eighth Route Army.

I almost forgot that there are still a batch of 105mm howitzers. This caliber is already a treasure of my brother country.

Coupled with two lieutenant generals and several major generals, several senior military officers became the last straw that crushed Neiji Okamura.This series of big failures basically declared that his official career had come to an end.

Yoshio Iwamatsu shook his head vigorously, trying to keep himself awake.He knew very well that he couldn't touch bad luck at this sensitive time, otherwise he would definitely be used as a punching bag, and there would be absolutely no good fruit to eat.

"According to the information provided by Tiantian Sanji of the 36th Division, the Eighth Route Army should be using a rapid-fire barrel gun, and its shell power is even comparable to that of my brother's 105 howitzer."

"The maximum range is not less than 7 kilometers, and the accuracy and maneuverability are not bad."

"Your Excellency, Commander, according to the sequence and data of the opponent's active weapons, I boldly predict that the enemy is likely to use the French 75mm cannon."

Neiji Okamura sighed deeply, then took off his glasses, closed his eyes and pressed his forehead.

Regarding the magic weapons used by the Eighth Route Army, Brother Guo invested a lot of energy in the investigation some time ago.Intelligence personnel visited almost the whole of Vichy France, but found nothing.

If it is really a French cannon, then there will be a big problem.

A barrel gun with decent maneuverability, long range, high accuracy and high power.If this kind of big killer is in the hands of the Eighth Route Army, wouldn't the cage policy be just like a joke.

There is no need to repair any blockhouses and blockhouses, and the masonry buildings must be shot one by one.Soldiers should also stay in the county town honestly, otherwise they will be bombarded as soon as they go out.

Coupled with the new weapons suspected of rockets, there is still a place in North China where the locust army can stay?

Thinking of this, Neiji Okamura couldn't help but envy Yoshio Shinozuka, who was living in his hometown.At least he barely retreats bravely, at least he won't end up in danger at the end of the day, and there is a high probability that he will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

"How many barrel guns does the enemy have, is there any specific information?"

As soon as he asked such a sentence, he regretted it. Can he still not know how capable Tegao Ke is?If they really had the ability to find out this data, the two divisions on the Western Front would not have been wiped out by the entire army.

What's more, how much money can the Eighth Route Army have? Their artillery must have been researched and manufactured by themselves.Even if there is data at this stage, with their abilities, the follow-up developments will not be able to catch up.

"I don't know, but there is a high probability that there will be no less than a hundred doors."

After thinking for a while, Neiji Okamura came to the map.

Now there are two choices before him, either admit his failure and let the remaining four divisions retreat immediately to stop losses in time.Or put your career on the line and bet that the Eighth Route Army doesn't have enough shells.

After all, shells are not so easy to produce. It has only been seven months since the Hundred Regiments War. Maybe the enemy is also Stud, and he is playing psychological warfare with him.

But at this moment, a correspondent rushed into the combat conference room.

"Your Excellency, Commander! Lieutenant General Ying Jingsheng of the 33rd Division sent a telegram for help! They were flanked by the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army and the mysterious enemy in Zhongtiao Mountain!"

"The situation is urgent now, and the support of Army Aviation and the 41st Division is needed!"

"Master Ota Sanji sent a farewell message. They were ambushed by the Jinsui Army in Wangyuan Village, and now they are all broken!"

The sudden bad news made Ningji Okamura's eyes go dark, he staggered to sit on the chair, and then spewed out a big mouthful of black blood.

"Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs! Yan Baichuan! I am at odds with you!"

"Give me orders! Call all available troops and army aviation! Do whatever it takes! Get me the 33rd Division!"

　9K, a difference of 1K, round up to [-].

　　I will make up the missing [-] words tomorrow. I tried my best, and my fingers are about to smoke.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)