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Chapter four hundred and thirty seventh hunting ground

Zhang Yunfei slapped the map heavily and said: "Lao Zhu, we are busy again. The little devils are busy dealing with the Kuomintang now and have no time to take care of us. But we ourselves cannot just watch them fight fiercely and do nothing.

Well, now we have two choices. One is to bypass the county seat and follow the southward marching troops from the east. The other is to march westward and follow the Japs along the Qinghe road. We will follow the enemy behind them, hiding and waiting to find suitable troops.

Taking the opportunity to attack the logistic supply lines of the Japs can also be regarded as relieving a little pressure on the Central Army."

"Then which line should we choose? The Eastern Front or the Western Front. I think the Eastern Front is better. After all, the Eastern Front is mainly a mountainous terrain, which is conducive to our guerrillas." Zhu Guolang suggested.

"I don't think it's appropriate. The fact that the Japanese put this division in an area with more mountains means that this group of Japanese is better at fighting in mountains, and they will cooperate with the enemies on the Eastern Front. The Japanese on the Eastern Front all come from

The Japs recruited from Jilu and other places have fought with our army for a long time and are very familiar with our guerrilla warfare. There is simply no room for us to show off." Zhang Yunfei shook his head.

These devils were really trained by the Eighth Route Army. Their ability to pursue and intercept was very powerful. With the Kuomintang’s kind of command system, it would be difficult to defeat them. Let alone escape, they wouldn’t even have a chance to throw themselves into the river.

, even if you want to die heroically for your country, you can only be surrounded and annihilated or surrender.

That ghost place on the Eastern Front is too dangerous. It's best not to go there. It's useless to squeeze two or three divisions into such a big place, even if it's easy to hide in mountainous terrain.

So it is better to go to the Western Front to look for opportunities. As the main offensive force, the Western Front has always fought against the Kuomintang troops. They lack the experience to deal with the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, so there may be opportunities to take advantage of them.

"The terrain on the Eastern Front is too narrow, the room for maneuver is too low, and the Japanese troops are deployed too closely. There is no need to deliberately encircle and suppress us. If we go there, we may directly get into the enemy's encirclement, so we should take the Western Front at Qinghe.

"Although this is the main battlefield for both sides, we don't really have to be stupid enough to enter the core area of ​​​​their fighting. Relatively speaking, the risk is still smaller." Zhang Yunfei concluded.

Regarding Zhang Yunfei's analysis, Zhu Merchant felt that it still made sense. Since they agreed with each other, they were ready to go.

In fact, there was nothing prepared? The Eighth Route Army was a lightly-armed force? In order to cope with the Japanese raids, they all left at the drop of a hat. Once the troops were assembled, they could leave and head directly to the southwest.

This battle? They are not the protagonists? They are not even supporting roles, they are just supporting characters at most? Or the kind of supporting characters without lines as a background.

Yes, what they are going to do is a bit player without lines, but not the kind of bit player who lies on the ground and acts as a corpse? Naturally, Zhang Yunfei will not let his troops get too close to the fighting area between the two sides? When marching, they always avoid the Japanese troops.

force.

The Xinnan detachment is like a hunting fox that cautiously enters a large hunting ground. They hide, avoid danger, and approach quietly? Are they patiently waiting for opportunities? Just to find the little bit of food that others cannot see.

At this time, Zhang Yunfei and the others were staring at a small group of Japs. They had been staring at them for a long time. I wonder what this group of Japs were doing? It seemed that they had no clear combat mission at all.

The facts are somewhat different from Zhang Yunfei's judgment. This group of Japs is the reconnaissance force of the Sakurai Division. The so-called reconnaissance force is the cavalry unit of the Japs. Of course, that is the treatment only a permanent division can have.

The other troops did not have horses, so they could not be called cavalry, so they were renamed scouts. Their unit was responsible for general peripheral reconnaissance and security tasks.

Zhang Yunfei stared at the enemy's peripheral troops sternly, but the commander of this unit, Second Lieutenant Matsuki Tsuto, seemed a bit careless.

They were on guard duty, which meant they were at the rear of the army, completely away from the battlefield.

To put it bluntly, it means mobile sentry, and it is more of a formality. After all, this is not the front line, but the rear area, and it is almost impossible to encounter the enemy.

Their mission is only to prevent small groups of enemies from sneaking in and destroying various logistics units. It is said that there is a unit called the Eighth Route Army here that likes to do this kind of thing.

Song Mu is disdainful of this. Sometimes this country is really inexplicable. There are so many inexplicable local armies in one country.

It was not like he had never seen the combat effectiveness of those local troops. He heard that the weapons and equipment of this local army called the Eighth Route Army were even worse, which made him even more unconcerned.

To put it bluntly, would such a unit be so stupid as to come and die if they knew that the army was here? They would not hide far away.

As a Kanto native, Matsuki was quite proud, but his military career was not smooth. He failed to enter a permanent division such as the Kita Division, and was even assigned to a security guard division.

Although the Sakurai Division is a security division, its weapons and equipment are the same as those of a permanent division except that it does not have a cavalry regiment.

Apart from being inferior to the permanent divisions in terms of the quality and background of their soldiers, their division's combat effectiveness was not bad. Unfortunately, they fought with those arrogant permanent divisions, so they became the object of contempt.

It's really hard to live with a group of talented people, always being their little brothers. Now that I have finally been transferred to the Northern Front Army, surrounded by security divisions, I thought I would be in a better mood.

But it is even more unbalanced. They are working hard at the front, but these guys here put a large part of their thoughts into smuggling to make money or enjoy themselves.

You must know that their division's previous combat missions were very heavy, and they were all serving as subordinates and had to do hard and tiring work, so there was no need to count on benefits.

The various divisions garrisoned here have certain aspects of commercial activities and industries. Many officers even have their own agents in China, and they start business blatantly. After staying here for a year or two, they are more or less successful.

Can make a fortune.

Comparing myself with them, it was all in vain. I fought tooth and nail and fought bravely. Because of inflation, I had to hesitate for a long time if I wanted to sell some extra cigarettes and alcohol, for fear of running out of money.

Take a look at what kind of life other people live. They spend all day drinking and drinking, and each life is more luxurious than the other.

Although Matsuki is more concerned about his own honor and future, he will inevitably make comparisons. These guys have taken a lot of credit and lived a carefree life. Compared with them, it is strange that they have a good mentality.

Since when does defeating a group of enemies wearing patches and carrying swords and spears count as merit? All the hardships I have experienced over the years are nothing, they are all in vain.
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