Chapter 505: Okamura, I want to challenge the weakness of the Eighth Route Army!
There is a small, inconspicuous mound behind a bush about 100 meters away from the railway track.
In order to prevent the railway from being attacked, the Japanese did not dig trenches or pull up barbed wire.
But the Japanese occupied hundreds of meters of land on both sides of the railway, preventing the people from growing crops, so both sides of the railway were very open.
Next to the small mound, a pair of beady eyes turned slightly, staring in the direction of the railway.
In order to achieve the best concealment effect, the Sharp Sword Squadron directly dug a pit on the ground that could accommodate people. The people lay down in the pit, and then covered it with a layer of soil and weeds to make the hidden lurking place consistent with the surrounding color.
With the concealment technology of the Sword Squadron, ordinary people cannot detect it even if they get close.
The person responsible for pressing the detonator was Wang Gensheng. Next to him were a detonator modified from a telephone and a low-power walkie-talkie.
Wang Gensheng entered the detonation position before dawn. He hid in the ambush position for five hours and still remained motionless.
Duan Peng and the rest of his team members were ready to respond from a distance.
Two 60mm mortars were set up in the cornfield, and the firing units had been adjusted in advance. The muzzles were pointed in the direction of the railway track, and they were ready to fire smoke bombs at any time to cover Wang Gensheng's retreat.
Pit poof pit poof…
The sound of the train's iron wheels rubbing against the rails was heard on the railway.
Wang Gensheng's expression moved, and he held the handle of the detonator tightly with his right hand. Since he could not turn his head to see, he could only wait for the train to enter the field of vision directly ahead to see the target clearly.
Not long after, a train smoking thickly appeared in Wang Gensheng's field of vision.
Not a goal…
The train quickly disappeared from sight. Wang Gensheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately released his right hand holding the handle of the detonator and continued to wait for his prey.
In order to achieve maximum power, Wang Gensheng's team made two more bundles of TNT explosives. A total of three bundles of explosives were buried under the sleepers of the railway track. Each bundle weighed no less than 25 kilograms.
It will definitely put that old devil Miyano Michichi on a plane.
About half an hour later, after a small group of Japanese patrols passed by, the sound of popping was heard again from the direction of the railway. This time the sound was much duller than the last time.
After a while, a heavy armored train appeared in front of Wang Gensheng.
"This is it!"
The 1994 heavy armored train is not common in North China. Once it appears, there is a high probability that there are high-ranking Japanese officials inside.
Because of ordinary guerrilla attacks, the Japanese only need to dispatch small armored vehicles to deal with them.
Wang Gensheng's right hand tightly grasped the handle of the detonator again.
Counting in your mouth at the same time
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
"Four!"
When he counted to four, the command car of the Type 94 armored train drove right above the explosive package.
Wang Gensheng turned the handle in his hand without hesitation and then pressed it suddenly!
The electricity is instantly transmitted to the detonator tied to the explosive package, and the explosion of the detonator detonates the explosive package.
"Boom!" The moment he pressed the detonator, an explosion sounded like thunder, and as the sound spread, the explosion suddenly filled the vast sky.
A ball of orange-red flames suddenly burst out from the command car, and the flames instantly engulfed the entire command car.
Even the armored locomotive and gun carriage C in front of the command car were affected.
As the flames rolled upward like a flower of death, the clouds and mist generated by the explosion suddenly spread in all directions.
Duan Peng and Wang Xikui not only heard the explosion in the cornfield in the distance, but also saw the fourth carriage of the armored train being engulfed in flames through the telescope.
Duan Peng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and shouted loudly, "Smoke bomb!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsmen at the mortar position immediately put smoke grenades into the barrel.
After two muffled bangs, the smoke grenade was put into the barrel again, and then the gunner adjusted slightly to shoot Zhu Yuan, and then fired two more smoke grenades...
As the smoke bombs continued to hit the Japanese's 94 armored train.
Soon, the entire 94 armored train was surrounded by a thick layer of gray-white smoke.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Gensheng cut the wires with a knife, jumped up from his hiding position, and ran towards the cornfield with the detonator.
The Japs on the Type 94 armored train and other armored trains also felt uncomfortable.
In particular, the Japanese in the two carriages of gun carriage C and armored locomotive adjacent to the command carriage also suffered heavy casualties.
At the same time, a choking black gunpowder smoke poured into other carriages from the connection between the carriages. Coupled with the thick smoke bombs outside, the surviving Japanese were all stunned.
Who am I and where am I?
However, several Japanese machine gunners who were experienced in combat quickly reacted and fired their 77mm Type 92 heavy machine guns outwards indiscriminately.
Under this situation, the Japanese did not dare to get out of the car rashly, and the machine gunners started manning Type 92 heavy machine guns.
Da da da…
The firing sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun sounded like exploding beans.
The Japanese gunners were also firing randomly in all directions.
But at this time, Wang Gensheng, holding the detonator, successfully entered the cornfield and joined Duan Peng and the others.
"How about Gensheng? You're not hurt?"
Duan Peng looked Wang Gensheng up and down, with a hint of worry on his expression. The Japanese heavy machine gunfire continued, and he was really afraid that stray bullets would hit Wang Gensheng.
Although Wang Gensheng had a neat figure, Duan Peng still asked subconsciously.
"Captain, I'm fine!" Wang Gensheng smiled slightly, with a happy expression, "If an old devil like Miyano Michichi was in that command car, he would be dead. I, the King of Heaven, wouldn't be able to save him even if he came."
"He should be dead. The information given by Boss Chen has never been wrong." Duan Peng's lips curled up slightly.
"That's true." Wang Gensheng nodded, his eyes bright, and he felt relieved to have information.
At this time, the two mortar teams had put away the mortar and mounted the mortar body and base on horseback.
Duan Peng shouted "Withdraw!" without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, the team members got on their horses one after another, and rode towards the Langya Mountain in the northwest, amidst the farewell of Japanese machine guns and howitzers.
The Japanese poured out firepower for a while, only to find that no enemy was returning fire at all.
Afterwards, the Japanese jumped out of the armored train in a panic and turned pale as they looked at the command car that was almost disintegrated in the explosion.
Judging from the explosion, the Japanese knew that Lieutenant General Miyano was dead and that Amaterasu would not be able to save him.
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Peking.
North China Front Army Headquarters.
Neji Okamura and Moritake Tanabe, who had been busy all morning, were sitting together to have breakfast.
The breakfast is quite rich, including rice, eggs, side dishes and grilled fish.
Regarding this Jizhong mopping up operation, Okamura Neiji was a little disappointed. He didn't know what went wrong, but he failed to surround the entire Eighth Route Army.
At least most of the Eighth Route Army jumped out of the encirclement before the Japanese army's iron-rolling mopping up tactics formed an encirclement situation.
However, several infantry regiments and a cavalry regiment were still surrounded in the encirclement.
Even if these Eighth Route Army had a chance to break out of the encirclement, his raid on Jizhong almost failed. However, these regiments of the Eighth Route Army moved to protect the people and fell into the siege of the Japanese army.
A few groups are better than none.
What's more, there has never been a battle in which several regiments of the Eighth Route Army were wiped out at the same time.
Moreover, this time the Eighth Route Army fell into a situation of siege because it was covering the retreat of the common people, and Okamura Neji discovered the Eighth Route Army's weakness.
Although the Japanese army broke into the base area, they mainly dealt with the Eighth Route Army in the base area, and massacred the common people in the base area just casually.
However, these Eighth Route Army troops were still fearless and fearless, and continued to cover the retreat of the people.
Although Neji Okamura was eating his breakfast, his mind was thinking quickly. He thought that this trick could be used on the Eighth Route Army in northwestern Shanxi.
Even if all the Eighth Route Army and civilians in northwestern Shanxi are not eliminated.
But as long as the autumn grain in northwestern Shanxi is destroyed and taken away, and the people starve to death in large numbers, the Eighth Route Army will become rootless duckweeds in northwestern Shanxi.
Without the support of the common people, what can your Eighth Route Army do to fight against the Imperial Army?
This time he personally planned and directed the raid on the base areas in northwestern Shanxi. Okamura Neiji was ready to challenge the Eighth Route Army's weaknesses.
At present, the Eighth Route Army and a group of ordinary people from several regiments in Jizhong have been heavily surrounded by 30,000 Japanese troops.
After this battle is over, it won't take long to start sweeping the Eighth Route Army's base areas in northwestern Shanxi.
"Tanabe-kun, Miyano-kun, should have arrived in Baoding by now, right?" Okamura Neji asked.
"Yes!" Tanabe Moritake replied, "According to the time, Lieutenant General Miyano has arrived in Baoding. After the Hayate armored train has filled up with coal water in Baoding, it will go to the battle area to observe the general's new tactics at close range.
Among the high-level officers in the entire empire, only the tactics of His Excellency the General have such great appeal."
Tanabe Moritake did not forget to flatter him, and Okamura Neiji, who was re-employed by the Minister of War Hideji Tojo, has an unlimited future.
Although Tanabe Moritake's flattery was a bit embarrassing, Okamura Neji had a look of pride on his face.
The new iron-rolling sweep tactic he developed this time is indeed different from the past.
The Eighth Route Army in the Central Hebei Military Region is not the Eighth Route Army in northwest Shanxi. It does not have such good equipment and strong combat effectiveness. It is only a matter of time before it is eliminated.
Okamura Neiji ordered, "Tanabe-kun, contact Hayate immediately and be sure to remind Miyano-kun to pay attention to safety."
"Hi!" Tanabe Moritake lowered his head.
At this moment, the communications staff officer of the headquarters hurriedly walked in with an extremely ugly look on his face.
The communications staff officer immediately reported, "Report to Commander, Chief of Staff, something big has happened!"
"Why are you panicking?" Tanabe Moritake frowned, "What happened?"
The communications staff officer quickly picked up the telegram and read, "Major Kato, the captain of the gendarmerie stationed in Baoding, has just sent an urgent telegram. The Hayate armored train on which Lieutenant General Miyano Michichi was riding was attacked by a bomb 10 kilometers northeast of Baoding. General Miyano is the emperor."
So loyal!"
"Nani?" Tanabe Moritake's hand, which was about to use chopsticks to pick up vegetables, suddenly stopped there. His face was filled with shock and disbelief.
Okamura Neji was even more stiff, as motionless as a clay sculpture.
"Baga!" Two minutes later, Okamura Neji suddenly shouted and overturned the small table. The rice, eggs and other breakfast items on the table fell all over the floor.
His eyes looked crazy, and murderous intent quickly gathered in his eyes, as if he was about to kill a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
(End of chapter)
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