Anti-Japanese Jedi Player

Chapter 229 The Exposed Colonel

Looking at the telegram in his hand, the 29th division was speechless for a long time.

This is a battle telegram, and large-scale battles between the various divisions of the Eighth Route Army will be reported to each other.The so-called large-scale, generally speaking, there are three types, fighting with a full-scale brigade of devils, battles between regiments, killing more than half a brigade of devils, and fighting with more than one brigade.

The battle report of victory can boost morale and enhance confidence in resisting Japan.

Those who fail can learn lessons and accumulate experience.

The content of the telegram is very concise - the independent regiment of the 119th Division ambushed a Japanese transportation brigade in Dasuzhuang yesterday, annihilating more than 27 devils, destroying a large amount of supplies and a train, and losing [-] people.

But the content in the telegram made the teacher couldn't help but think in his heart.

The elimination of six hundred devils, that is, a second-line brigade of devils, or one and a half full brigades, is already a very fruitful result. In the half a year since the 29th Division fought, there have been only three battles to eliminate about [-] devils. The results of the battle are actions at the brigade and division level, and the losses of this kind of battle are huge.

The loss ratio between the 29th Division and the Devils was less than one only once, and the rest of the battles were heavy casualties. The casualty ratio of two to one is already lucky.

So the teacher doesn't really believe some of the information in this intelligence.

Generally speaking, for a victorious battle, especially a big victory, for the sake of publicity and morale boosting, the battle report will be processed appropriately, such as turning the enemy's casualties into annihilation, and changing the number of casualties of one's own side into the number of killed.

But is this 27 casualties too much?
Even if it's one to two, or one to three, I'm not happy, but one to five is fine, what the hell is one to twenty, it's all...
Annihilating more than 600 devils, destroying a connection station of devils, blowing up a train of devils, and destroying a lot of materials of devils, this is a proper national propaganda level victory.With such a big victory, you gave me 27 casualties?

Liar?
With a curl of his lips, the division commander put down the first telegram in his hand, and then picked up the second telegram. This telegram was a group telegram, which was sent to all Eighth Route Army brigade-level and above.

The handwriting on the telegram is still very concise.

If the divisions, brigades, and regiments lack supplies, they can send Niuyagu in Wanping City to transport them, and the supply of weapons, ammunition and food is unlimited.

Teacher:····

The speechless choke that this telegram brought to the teacher far exceeded that of the first telegram.

The first telegram was a morale booster. Although it was a bit over-the-top, it would not be a big problem to edit and publicize this kind of thing a little, as long as the story was adapted in a reasonable and logical way.

But what was the meaning of this second telegram?
Show off wealth?

If the divisions, brigades, and regiments lack supplies, then the Eighth Route Army does not lack supplies these days!From every grassroots soldier to every division, everyone is poor. What is there to eat, clothing, housing and transportation?

And, you don't have a limited supply?

One of your divisions supplies 10,000+ large and small Eighth Route Army?

Looking at the three words in the telegram, the commander of the 29th Division rolled his eyes and put down the telegram in his hand.

But after thinking for a moment in silence, he picked up the telegram again and issued two orders.

"The devil transport team is gone, there is no need to fight ambushes, let's go find a chance, that puppet army division of Wang Ermazi is gone, it's shocking to see"

"In addition, organize a group of transport teams to transport supplies to Niuya Valley in Wanping City"

"A regiment?"

After the death of the division commander, the division chief of staff was born in surprise.

A regiment is more than 2000 people. According to the size of the transport team, a transport regiment includes 2500 people, [-] mules and horses, and a large number of carts or horse-drawn carts.The materials that can be transported this time are close to four to five hundred tons.

"Yes, a convoy"

With that said, the division commander passed the telegram in his hand to the chief of staff behind him.

The chief of staff took the telegram, looked at it, and laughed out loud.

"Haha, this is unlimited supply. Is he robbing the Japanese emperor's warehouse? It's a pity that I can't get away recently, otherwise I want to go there in person to see if those guys are out of their minds. To send this telegram"

"But it's true that Division 119 is rich"

The division commander thought about the pile of supplies brought back by the transportation team directly under the division headquarters not long ago, and nodded thoughtfully.

"No matter how rich you are, it is impossible to supply supplies like this. Counting militias, guerrillas, district squads, and county brigades in our base areas, the total number of armed personnel exceeds [-]. The gap in guns alone is [-]. This is why we try to control the pace of military expansion. However, food is still barely enough for self-sufficiency, clothing, military uniforms and other things are seriously insufficient, not even shoes.”

The chief of staff shook his head with a bitter tone. He was responsible for the supplies of the 29th Division, and the lack of everything made him work hard.

"The Anti-Japanese War has a long way to go"

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Dasuzhuang.

Five hours had passed since the ambush, the smoke had cleared, and the silent battlefield was in chaos.

Naturally, the Eighth Route Army would not collect the corpses of the devils when they retreated. There were corpses of devils all over the place, and most of them were broken, incomplete, and completely invisible. These were masterpieces of large-caliber heavy machine guns and mortars.

The 12.7mm heavy machine gun bullets are enough to smash a person into pieces, and although the damage caused by shells is mainly shrapnel, when the shells were too dense not long ago, many devils were 'bombed' after death.

In addition, there are burnt material wrecks everywhere, craters from shell explosions all over the floor, a distorted train that was bombed and smashed in the distance, and temporary houses were also bombed to pieces, the real ones that were smashed into powder.

At this time, a Japanese army commander was standing among the corpses with more than 100 devils. He looked at the scene in front of him with cold eyes, and the veins in his hand holding the samurai sword were throbbing endlessly.

"Who is the officer in charge of the guard?"

The cold and pure Tokyo accent spit out from his mouth.

"Report to Colonel, it's Lieutenant Noide Kazuo, and the squadron under his command is in charge of guarding"

An officer replied that the officer's left arm was tied with gauze, and blood had already soaked through the gauze. This devil was a second lieutenant of the garrison squadron.

"call him over"

The samurai sword in Colonel's hand slightly unsheathed.

"Report to Colonel, Captain Node Kazuo is dead, he died in the first round of enemy shelling"

The devil with gauze tied on his left arm lowered his head and replied.

After a moment of silence, the ghost chief took a deep breath, put the samurai sword back into its sheath, and then he began to walk on the battlefield, scanning around the battlefield while walking. After walking about several hundred meters, he stopped at a place covered with On the ground of the huge shell case.

"How about the casualties of the troops?" the devil commander asked suddenly.

"69 people were killed in the field squadron and 61 were injured, and 587 people were killed and 102 were injured in the division's transport team, including 11 squad leader officers below the captain who died in the battle."

"Material Loss Situation"

Guizi Dazuo continued to ask.

"All the materials were burned, and the cumulative loss of various materials was about [-] tons. A locomotive and seven carriages were blown up, and the railway was blown up for one kilometer," said the gauze-tied devil after looking at the form in his hand.

"Who was the attacker?"

After a moment of silence, the devil commander asked several devil officers behind him. These devil officers all survived the battle of Dasuzhuang, including the captain of the division's supply team.At the same time he picked up a thick case, a 12.7mm machine gun case, into which his fingers could fit.

"The enemy is the Eighth Route Army, the number is about [-], their firepower is very fierce, they..."

The one who answered this time was the Lieutenant Commander of the division's supply team, a graduate of a military school with little experience.When the lieutenant officer answered, his tone was obviously fearful. It seemed that even the memory of the battle not long ago would scare him.

"The Eighth Route Army?"

Guizi Dazuo muttered something first, then directly interrupted the Zhongzuo's words.

"How long have you held on?"

"The enemy...about... about an hour"

The captain of the lieutenant commander who originally wanted to mention his own explanation found out that the lieutenant had a bad expression, and hurriedly said a time. The lieutenant even extended the time a little bit. In fact, they only lasted for half an hour, and this half hour was spent. came to escape.

"A transport team of more than 300 people, and a garrison squadron of more than 200 people, 500 people were broken up in an hour?"

Walking all the way back, he came to a place where the supplies were damaged. Looking at the bullets and broken guns all over the floor, the devil commander kicked the pile of supplies under his feet and continued.

"Do you think the Eighth Route Army would leave these things behind?"

There are hundreds of undamaged bullets under the devil's feet.

"Do you think the Eighth Route Army has such a thing? Do you think the Eighth Route Army has such a powerful firepower?"

Colonel dropped the 12.7mm bullet case in his hand on the ground, then pointed at the craters all over the ground and said sharply.

"What kind of clothes does the enemy wear? If someone wears the clothes of the imperial army, do you still have to invite them to drink in the barracks?"

"A group of idiots, a group of idiots, they didn't even know they were 500 meters away from the camp when they were touched by the enemy. What's the use of you?"

The samurai sword in Da Zuo's hand was finally unsheathed, it swiped and danced wantonly in the void, and finally flew directly in front of the captain of the supply team.

"Apologize to the Emperor yourself"

(End of this chapter)