Age of Rebirth

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The shelling was still going on, and the sound of indistinguishable explosions echoed in the dense fog. Even Ito, who was in the Libao Grand Canyon headquarters more than [-] kilometers away, could feel the waves of shock waves shaking The air and dense fog, like a hammer, kept beating his heart. How many cannons did this China devil take out to deal with his first attack wave.

Two thousand doors?Five thousand doors?If you want to cover the entire area of ​​Mogok with artillery fire in such a thick fog, it is impossible to do it without [-] artillery pieces. With [-] artillery pieces, Ito's heart suddenly shrinks when he thinks about it. The entire Southeast Asian dispatch army, all The total number of artillery pieces was only over [-], which was less than one-third of the number of artillery pieces in Tang Qiuli's army.

Strength, a deep sense of power, the disadvantage is not only the strength of the troops, but also the heavy equipment. There is no way to continue this battle. Taking advantage of the small losses now, let's stop. Ito is not reconciled, but he is more It is clear that if you hesitate for a minute, hundreds or even thousands of soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Empire will be torn to pieces by the artillery of the Independent Division, and it is too late to stop now.

"Order, the offensive plan is cancelled. The troops of the first attack wave immediately retreat to the defense line of the Ribao Grand Canyon," Ito issued the order coldly. Takemura, who didn't know the severity, came out to make trouble. [

He shouted loudly: "Slow down! Commander Ito, the battle has just begun, and the imperial army has not been attacked by the Chinese army, so you give the order to retreat. When did the general of the Imperial Japanese Army get scared by the sound of artillery?" I have lost my courage, can I regard the orders of Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief as passive avoidance of war, fearing the enemy like a tiger? I will report all the actions of Your Excellency General to the headquarters!"

Ito suddenly rushed over like a mad tiger, grabbed Wucun by the collar, dragged him to the observation port, pointed to the continuous flashes of light in the dense fog, and shouted loudly: "Baga! Stupid pig!" , Idiot! Open your dog eyes to see that we have not been attacked by the Chinese army, what is that? There are more than 15 artillery pieces, covering my entire attack area, shelling my [-] imperial soldiers!"

"What do you think the sound of the cannon is? Tang Qiuli, the devil of China, appeared to be chatting, and went into the dense fog where he could not see his fingers, firing cannons for fun? How could the base camp send you such a complete fool? An idiot, an idiot who can only talk about wars on paper, has never seen the real battlefield, is full of muddleheaded, but self-righteous guy, to serve as my chief of staff, this is the shame of Ito, and the tragedy of the empire. If you want to return to the mainland alive, continue Be your general on the map, just shut your stinking mouth!"

Takemura was stupefied by the crazy Ito. He stared at the almost crazy Ito with his frightened eyes. He never expected that Ito would suddenly lose his composure. The hands gripping the collar of the military uniform were as strong as a vise, which almost suffocated Takemura.

With extremely contempt and disgust in his eyes, Ito glanced at Takemura, and pushed him aside. His power was so great that the majestic lieutenant general of the Imperial Japanese Army, His Excellency Takemura Yamaichi, who was the special envoy of the headquarters, was like a drunk He staggered a few steps on the ground, and fell down on the cool, wet ground.

No junior officer came to help him, Wucun didn't dare to say anything, just now he saw murderous intent in Ito's eyes, a strong murderous intent, it was the eyes looking at a corpse, let Wucun's blood, Cold sweat almost solidified in an instant. He believed that as long as he contradicted him a few more words, this old guy who was already in a state of madness would slash himself without hesitation.

Then, a report was sent to the base camp, "The chief of staff of the Imperial Southeast Asian Army and the special envoy of the base camp, Lieutenant General Takemura Yamaichi, was in the front line of command during the implementation of His Majesty's Burma campaign plan. General Takemura is a model for the soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Empire, and I ask His Majesty the Emperor and the headquarters to give credit to General Takemura." He believed that Ito at this time would definitely do such a thing. Crazy things to come.

After another ten minutes, a staff officer came in with a telegram in his hand, as if he didn't dare to look up, Ito's stern eyes glanced over, the staff actually trembled all over, and stammered: "Report to the commander-in-chief, The commander of the first attack wave reported that they could not carry out the commander-in-chief's order. The artillery fire from the independent division had already cut off all the retreat routes back to the Libao Grand Canyon. can’t act fast.”

Ito's head "boomed", "What? His six divisions and 15 soldiers were blocked on the front line of Mogok by the artillery fire of Tang Qiuli's troops. It was a dead end. For sending the imperial soldiers into the tiger's mouth, At this time, Tang Qiuli was hoping that he would lose his mind and launch a strong attack, and his retreat was a wall of fire blasted by artillery fire.

Ito almost groaned and closed his eyes, "China Devil Tang Qiuli, how much money have you spent to deal with my soldiers? From the first wave of cannons to the present, in just over 30 minutes, more than [-] cannons have been fired , fell on the imperial soldiers, how many cannons per square meter fell on such a large area?"

Ito didn't dare to think, in front of his eyes, there appeared in the dense fog, the tumbling red color like a burning cloud, the soldiers of the empire, under the flying rain, their bodies were torn into pieces, the soldiers' limbs and arms were broken, Flying in the fog, that terrible scene." "Order, all the artillery of the dispatched army, immediately bombard the artillery positions of the independent division, and cover the retreat of the troops," he subconsciously gave the order in a voice almost whispering.

Tang Qiuli put down the binoculars, and just sat down on the canvas marching chair, Liu Xinlan handed him a cup of steaming tea, Tang Qiuli looked at Liu Xinlan in surprise, Liu Xinlan hurriedly looked aside, it was her His immediate superior, Chief of Staff Yang Ketian, gave Liu Xinlan a new task. In addition to recording the division commander's orders and sending telegrams, in the headquarters, he was responsible for taking care of everything about the division commander, including making tea and taking coats.

Liu Xinlan was unspeakably awkward about this new task. Apart from not daring to meet Tang Qiuli's gaze, every time she approached his side, Liu Xinlan felt flustered and her heartbeat was almost out of breath. , I can’t tell whether it’s pressure or other reasons, it’s okay to record orders and send telegrams, it’s a matter of time.

But to take care of everything about this man, even though he is in the headquarters, but I have to follow him every step of the way, what is this?squire?She is a high-achieving student at the Guangzhou Military Academy. Liu Xinlan couldn't help being a little annoyed and aggrieved by arranging her new task for her boss in this way. Tang Qiuli also felt awkward.

In the past, in the headquarters, it was his own special guard who made tea and delivered water. He was used to seeing big hands covered with calluses, and a pair of small white hands suddenly. I can't help but feel a little dazed, and I'm not used to it, but after all, it's the girl who is careful. The temperature of the tea and the amount of tea leaves are just right, and it seems that the taste is different from the usual one.

After drinking a few sips of tea that seemed to have a special taste, he looked at Chen Feng, the director of communications, and Tang Qiuli said: "Director Chen, you heard the sound of the cannon, Zheng Yong must have caught a big fish, but this It's not clear how big the fish is. Believe it or not, at this time, Zheng Yong was in the artillery headquarters, slapping tables and stools and yelling, looking like he was devouring his food.

Chen Feng smiled, it was determined by the characteristics of his job, Chen Feng, the director of communications who received a lot of confidential telegrams every day, was a taciturn person, but recently he felt quite free, before, the teacher would not stop calling himself dozens of times, But in the past few days, his ears suddenly became quiet. Chen Feng wondered, the preparations for the battle were in full swing, and he, the boss who was in charge of the confidential communications of the Independent Division, suddenly became quiet. Isn't it normal?

After inquiring, there was an extra female officer with a confidential secretary beside the division commander. It is said that she was transferred from the staff office. Now, even the chief of staff Yang Ketian seldom hangs around the division commander. Chen Feng seems to understand. What, consciously send some telegrams to Liu Xinlan. Of course, Chen Feng will still personally report to the teacher for telegrams involving core secrets. This has nothing to do with trust or not. work style.

Major General Zheng Yong, the artillery commander of the independent division mentioned by the division commander Tang Qiuli, was as expected. You can hear it from a long distance, "What? Leader of the Fourth Artillery Group, King Pao Group, don't be petty, calculate the amount of economic shelling, and shoot out all the artillery for me. It's not a waste of you. On the other side of the logistics department, I Standing for you!" [

"What, your first artillery group requested to extend the bombardment, no, I'll tell you big man Wei, your artillery group just got stuck on the main passage of the little devil's retreat to the Libao Grand Canyon. Dierlou, if the commander troubles me, I will trouble you, the originally planned bombardment area remains the same, even if the soil is reddened and the stones are smashed into pieces, we still have to keep an eye on it!"

"Tell you, this is a rare opportunity. If it wasn't for the heavy fog, wouldn't the aviation guys come to join in the fun? It's not like you don't know about Le Yiqin's food. If you let the guys with wings join in , how much fat can we artillerymen eat into our mouths? Hey, we can fight hard, and the cannons are open for supply.”

Zheng Yong put down the phone, picked up a glass of cold boiled water, and after a few gurgles, he turned upside down. This battle was fought happily. Although the artillery observation teams still couldn't see the effect of the shelling clearly, they were shaking their ears " "Buzzing" in the sound of the explosion, you can hear faint screams, so how many little devils, hiding in the fog, were bitten by our cannons?Fuck, Fuck Fuck!

Zheng Yong called it ugly, Le Yiqin, the commander of the Southern Aviation Group of the Independent Division Aviation, is in the command room of Kunming Field Airport, grinning like an old wolf, looking at his watch while cursing the ghost weather viciously . ~- -~