My Bright Sword Logistics Career

Chapter 237 Slap!

Dispatch Army Command.

"Thirty-eight thousand and six hundred and fifty-seven people were killed."

Looking at the data in his hand, Jun Hata's six generals felt dizzy for a while.

The statistical table in his hand is the detailed casualties of the North China Front Army in the past three months.

That is, the battle in the Jinzhong Basin, and the subsequent large-scale attack on the railway, and the actual casualties of the locust army.

Although he had expected in his heart that the battle of the Jinzhong Basin and the attack on the railway strongholds within a range of more than 1000 kilometers would probably cause huge casualties, but when the actual figures came out, Hata Shunroku still felt dizzy.

The actual casualties far exceeded his expectations.

The locust army of Yu Sui alone has more than 8000 people, which is more than double the number he expected in his heart.

This is death!
Nearly [-] locust warriors, a full permanent division, is far from this scale.

Based on the total number of North China Front Army, the actual death rate is as high as 12.00%.

"Naozaburo Okabe this..."

Next to him, the corner of the chief of staff of the dispatched army twitched.

As the Eighth Route Army launched a large-scale railway raid, the Battle of the Jinzhong Basin was forced to end. Subsequently, Naozaburo Okabe reported to the sending army that the death toll was [-]%.

At that time, they took it for granted that it was 5000% of the troops participating in the war, that is, about [-] people died in battle.

This number is still huge,

In the Shanghai stock market battle, the actual death of the locust army was within this range.

But considering the huge battlefield and the incredible ferocity of the enemy's firepower, it is not unacceptable.

Now it seems that Saburo Kobe has secretly changed the concept and changed the total number of casualties from participating troops to the total strength of the North China Front Army.

"Baga Yalu..."

After a while, Tada Hayao finally only choked out a Baga.

If Naozaburo Okabe was still alive, he would have taken a samurai sword and killed him.

Hidden such a big pot.

"Report the actual number of casualties to the base camp."

Hata Toshi shook his hand and handed the casualty statistics form to the chief of staff.

"Hi··"

The chief of staff looked at the hot potato in his hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching again.

He suddenly understood why Okabe Naozaburo did this.

This number of casualties, especially the number of deaths in battle, can be called the highest number of casualties in the history of the Locust Army.

A whole division and a half is gone.

Hand it in, God knows how furious the base camp and even the locust will be.

At this moment, he has an urge to learn from Naozaburo Okabe, or, turn the actual statistics of casualties into the entire dispatched army?
Even count the Kwantung Army?

A casualty figure of less than [-]% sounds very comfortable.

but··

If it is concealed, is it possible that the locust army that died in battle will be able to come back to life?
Afterwards, once the base camp and the locust find out, they will really be furious!

"idiot····"

Silently spit out a baga, the dispatched army could only curse Naozaburo Okabe, who had committed suicide by caesarean section, while preparing to report the telegram with tears in his eyes.

···
"Damn Naozaburo Okabe!"

Shocked by the huge number of casualties, Hata Junroku walked out of the headquarters, ready to take a break, but walking up and down, he felt that his boredom hadn't diminished at all.

Since he took office, the imperial army has never suffered such a big loss.

I could only scold Naozaburo Okabe over and over again.

But when he thought that Naozaburo Okabe had already committed suicide, he left a lot of mess.

then,

I feel more depressed.

"idiot··"

"idiot··"

Hata Shunroku suddenly understood why imperial officers generally liked to slap their subordinates.

He really wants to hit someone now.

"General!"

"General!"

At this moment, a staff officer ran over with a telegram in his hand.

"idiot."

Without even thinking about it, Hata Junliu slapped him, and the staff officer fell to the ground.

It really works, even though it hurts.

"Hi."

The staff officer who was beaten couldn't figure out what happened, but he could only stand up, lower his head and let out a high, admitting his mistake.

"what's up?"

Seeing that the staff officer had to admit his mistake after being beaten like a sandbag, Hata Shunroku felt more and more at ease.

"A telegram from General Gangcun."

The staff officer handed Hata Toshiro a telegram.

There are usually direct telephone lines between the devil's various armies, and the commanders of the various armies can communicate with each other by phone, but now, with the strength of the troops.

Devil's phone line still wants to be connected hundreds or even thousands of kilometers away?

dreaming too!
Blow it up for you if you find it, or cover it with artillery fire!

After receiving the telegram, Hata Shunroku looked at it and frowned again.

The change on Hata Toshiroku's face surprised the staff officers waiting at the side, but the commander didn't let him go, so he could only stand silently, but his calf had already started to tremble.

"what happened?"

Hata Junroku didn't notice the expression of the devil's staff officer, he was full of doubts in his mind at this moment.

In the telegram of Gangcun Ningci, it was reported that all thirteen fighter jets had been shot down, and that the intelligence force of the North China Front Army, which was lurking near Yangcun, had been severely damaged.

Before the air strike on Yangcun started, nearly one-tenth of the air force was lost, which made Junroku Hata, the actual planner of the air attack on Yangcun, very angry.

This failure has proved that the aviation power of the Eighth Route Army is much stronger than they expected.

Continuing to push for air strikes will only cause heavy losses and is meaningless.

but,

The Eighth Route Army has a huge force, enough supplies to make the locust army jealous, coupled with incredible transportation capabilities, and now has a strong air defense capability...
How to deal with it?

How to rescue the First Army?
Although Naozaburo Okabe threw him a big hole, Hata Shunroku also had to admit that the command of the Gangbu did not make any mistakes. The reason for the heavy casualties, nearly 4, was because the Eighth Route Army was too powerful.

This gap in absolute strength is the most desperate.

"idiot!"

The irritable Hata Junroku slapped the staff officer in front of him.

"Hi."

The staff officers who had been prepared for a long time did not fall, and abruptly caught the palm with their faces. Afterwards, he immediately lowered his head and let out a loud hi.

Looking at the staff officer who bowed his head in front of him, Hata Shunroku let out a deep breath, feeling much more comfortable.

"Go."

Waving a painful slap, Hata Shunroku let the staff leave.

"Hi!"

Say hello again, the devil's staff officer held the blood in his mouth, and left silently.

Back at the staff department, the more this devil's staff thinks about it, the more angry he gets, the more he thinks about it, the more angry he gets,
The more you think, the more angry you are!

As a staff officer at the headquarters of the dispatched army, it was normal for him to be beaten, and he was used to it.

But today's beating, he didn't even have a clue,

General Hata Jun-liu had never fought a staff officer before, he was completely unprepared, and today's telegram, there is nothing shocking, thirteen combat losses, and some intelligence personnel losses.

There's no reason to be so angry, is there?
"idiot!"

In the end, when he returned to the staff department, he saw a ghost staff officer walking past, and he slapped him.

Being able to send confidential messages to Hata Junliu, this devil's staff is naturally in a good position.

"Hi!"

The devil's staff officer who was beaten reacted promptly, bowing his head again and again.

Huh... The devil's staff officer who hit someone let out a breath, feeling much more at ease.

···
"idiot!"

"waste!"

In the Army's Ninth Scientific Research Institute, a devil commander slapped the director Kenzo Yamamoto in a circle, and then fell to the ground.

"Hi!"

Kenzo Yamamoto was just a lieutenant, even if he was appointed as the director of the research institute, but his military rank was here, he could only bow his head and be beaten honestly when facing the chief of the general staff headquarters.

He didn't even dare to show his expression casually.

"In half a year, you can't counterfeit the border ticket alone?"

With a slap, the devil's expression was still ferocious.

half a year··
With the burning pain on the ninja's face, Kenzo Yamamoto gave a wry smile in his heart.

It took half a year to create border tickets, not to mention an empire with weak technology, even if the United Kingdom and the United States joined forces, it probably wouldn't work.

No, absolutely not.

The technology contained in that border ticket is extremely terrifying.

I am afraid that it will take four or five years for the United Kingdom and the United States to join forces.

Maybe with the Germans?
Kenzo Yamamoto, who has studied coinage technology for more than four years, is proficient in coinage. After a period of research, he gradually saw the mastery of the system.

But vision still limited his thinking.

"No."

Sighing, Yamamoto Kenzo replied.

He asked his superiors for technical assistance from the United States, but he was just giving an explanation to them.

Otherwise, if he continues to delay, he will be in bad luck.

It took four years to imitate the legal currency, and the profit of the legal currency produced is not as good as the expenditure and the cost of coinage. The staff headquarters is already very dissatisfied with him.

"idiot!"

After slapping Kenzo Yamamoto again, the devil continued:

"I'll send someone to speak to the Prime Minister."

"Hi!"

Yamamoto Kenzo bowed his head again and let out a hi.

After the devil commander left, Kenzo Yamamoto returned to the scientific research institute, touched his hot face, couldn't hold it any longer, and shouted at the face of an ordinary devil soldier beside him.

"idiot!"

···
When the devils slapped the sky,
In the Jindi base, an airport has already started construction.

at the same time,

brigade,

The brigade commander leaned on the table, slid his hand along the Zhengtai line, and finally stopped on Yangquan.

"right here."

"We are going to take down Yangquan next!"

"Yangquan!"

The chief of staff was surprised:
"It's not easy to fight here."

Although the army is powerful now, it has completely changed its opponent with the devils, and its firepower is ten times that of the devils.

But because the expansion speed is too fast, the combat experience of the troops is seriously lacking, not only the grassroots soldiers, but also the grassroots cadres, including them, also lack command experience.

Can not play the full combat effectiveness of advanced weapons and equipment.

Otherwise, officers and artillery crews will be transferred for training?

Long ago, he swung his troops to Taiyuan and attacked the first army, killed Shinozuka Yoshio, and then annihilated Okamura Ningji to gain access to the sea.

Although Yangquan is not as good as Taiyuan, there are still ten thousand devils here, and there are multiple layers of fortifications, many of which are concrete fortifications, which are very difficult to fight.

(End of this chapter)