Chapter 698 The Japanese are not monolithic... (First update)
Author: 574981
Building a mobile force is no easy task.
After being selected, not only do you have to patrol back and forth along the traffic lines every day, but there is also no money to be made.
If the enemy sneak attacks on the communication lines, they have to fight at any time and lose their lives. It is definitely not comfortable to defend Baoding City.
If given a choice, the garrison in the city would definitely not want to take on this mission.
In the last major sweep, more than half of the troops in the two sweeps were killed and almost all the troops in the sweep were wiped out. The surviving troops were basically organized into brigades and belonged to different units.
When there are more troops, management becomes particularly troublesome.
In addition, he belonged to the Kwantung Army and took the position that originally belonged to Major General Kawasaki. The majority of the North China Front Army officers in Baoding City did not recognize him.
If I am a little selfish when I choose the mobile unit, it will definitely further intensify the conflict, and the position of commander of the Baoding garrison may not be stable.
Therefore, this matter must be considered carefully.
"Two brigades are too many..." Major General Fujita had an idea and thought of a solution.
"The only opponent in the Baoding defense zone is the Yizhong Eighth Route Army."
"They also suffered heavy casualties during the sweep and are in urgent need of repairs."
"I am definitely recruiting and training troops everywhere now, and I have no intention of sneak attacks on the transportation lines going south."
"One mobile brigade should be enough. Having too many arrangements would be a burden."
Major General Kawasaki subconsciously opposed it.
After fighting with the Yizhong Eighth Route Army for so long, the biggest feeling in my heart is that I cannot use common sense to judge the opponent.
They like surprises too much.
Any carelessness may bring devastating blow to the troops.
Major General Fujita took it for granted that the Yizhong Eighth Route Army suffered heavy losses in the sweep and was unable to make a sneak attack on the southward communication line. He obviously made an empiricist error.
Based on his understanding of the Eighth Route Army in Yizhong, the more Major General Fujita behaves like this, the greater the losses he will suffer in the future.
But when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.
He and Major General Fujita are both brigade commanders, so why should he take away his commander's position as soon as he comes?
Isn't it because he wears the Kwantung Army hat on his head? Okamura Neiji needs the Kwantung Army's help and secretly gives him benefits.
For Major General Kawasaki, although he said nothing on the surface, he was not convinced in his heart.
I wish Major General Fujita had made constant mistakes in the position of Commander of Baoding and lost face, so he had to give up the position of Commander of Baoding.
As long as these small mistakes do not affect the safety of Baoding, it will be fine.
Seeing the confident and high-spirited Major General Fujita in front of him, Major General Kawasaki decided to be a spectator.
Major General Fujita thought that Kawasaki agreed with his analysis, and immediately made a decision: "Since everyone has no objections, then we will deploy a mobile brigade to protect the railways and highways."
"There are six fully-equipped infantry brigades in the city. Each infantry brigade patrols for two days and performs mobile tasks in turn."
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The railways and highways going south from Tianjin Pier suddenly became busy.
Especially on the railway, there are several military trains loaded with various weapons, weapons and ammunition heading south every day.
Checkpoints, gun towers, military depots, and train stations along the line have all been put on heightened alert, and no one is allowed to approach the railway.
Armored trains, which are rarely seen at ordinary times, patrol the railway with the excitement brigade. If they find suspicious targets on both sides of the railway, they will shoot them with on-board machine guns.
On the railway twenty-five kilometers northeast of Baoding, a military train was advancing forward, spitting black smoke.
The cargo in the carriage was very heavy. The front of the steam locomotive was already outputting power at its maximum horsepower, but the speed was still only 17 or 18 kilometers per hour, which was about the same as running.
There were more than seventy little devils living in a carriage behind the front of the car.
This was a specially treated carriage, wrapped with bulletproof steel plates on the outside, and with more than twenty shooting holes on both sides. The Japanese were hiding in the carriage and shooting out from the shooting holes, just like a mobile fire hedgehog.
There is also a short cannon and a large-caliber machine gun mounted on the roof of the carriage to attack enemies who want to sneak attack the military columns from a distance.
There is a similar carriage at the end of the military column, but the garrison is half less.
Relying on its strong defensive firepower, this military column has been galloping across the land of North China for two or three years without being attacked.
"Dududu..."
A long whistle sounded from the front of the train, and a railway checkpoint flashed through the shooting hole like a movie.
The little devils had long been accustomed to following the car. Seeing outside the window that the checkpoints and gun towers were safe and sound, and that the garrison greeted them with flashlights, the remaining vigilance in their hearts disappeared.
No danger was found at the checkpoints and gun towers along the railway, indicating that the railway line was very safe and the chance of a sneak attack on the military train was eliminated.
Many soldiers started snoring in the corners of the carriage.
Not only did the Japanese squadron leader not stop him, he hid on the bed in his room and slept. He was even less vigilant than his subordinates.
After a while, there were only seven or eight Japanese soldiers left in the entire carriage who were still on alert.
There is a gentle slope three kilometers in front of the train. The speed of the train is already very slow, but it slows down by half when it gets here.
Several black figures suddenly appeared on both sides of the front of the steam locomotive, running at the same speed as the train.
The train driver was a Japanese, and the two deputies were also little Japanese lackeys.
The roar covered up all the surrounding sounds, and the three people did not realize that danger had come to them.
Several black figures suddenly accelerated, grabbed the front railing of the car, and with a strong force, they climbed onto the front of the car.
He took out the dagger, bit it in his mouth, and slowly moved towards the train cab.
"Who is outside..."
The traitor who was adding coal to the train suddenly shouted.
Then he saw a dark figure rushing toward him quickly, and the dagger in his mouth was held in the opponent's hand, like a sharp arrow from the string, piercing his chest.
"The enemy...attacks..."
As soon as he said these two words, the sarcastic dagger had already penetrated his clothes and plunged into his chest.
He didn't stop until the entire dagger was completely immersed in his body.
"idiot……"
The train driver was a Japanese, much more cruel than a traitor. He grabbed a wrench and rushed towards the shadow.
But his skills are obviously much worse.
Just as he was about to take action, another dagger had already pierced his heart from the back.
In an instant, the front of the steam locomotive was controlled by several black shadows.
Under their operation, the train speed became slower and slower, and finally the speed was controlled at about seven or eight kilometers per hour.
A dozen figures appeared next to the railway again.
With the help of the few people just now, they quickly climbed onto the front of the car, holding weapons in hand, and stepped on the roof of the car towards the first carriage where the Japanese were.
The shooting holes opened by the Japanese on both sides of the carriage were not large, and were still about the size of a grenade thrown into them.
A dozen soldiers lay on the roof of the carriage, holding grenades in their hands. They fired at the same time and threw them into the carriage along the firing hole.
The seven or eight little devils who were still awake immediately fell down with their heads in their hands, shouting: "There are grenades, get down quickly..."
Many sleeping Japanese were awakened and saw someone lying down next to them with their heads in their hands. They were so frightened that they trembled and fell down.
These are tactical moves that are ingrained into my bones and will never be forgotten in my life.
"Boom boom boom..."
There was a sudden explosion, and grenade fragments flew back and forth in the carriage, harvesting the lives of the little devils.
Although the lying little devil is rarely hit by fragments, the carriage is a confined space, which greatly increases the lethality of the grenade shock wave.
Except for a few little Japs who were a little far away from the grenades, everyone else was dead or injured and almost lost their combat effectiveness.
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