Baga, what kind of team is that? Why is it so fierce?" Major Rukichi Kasutani at the back saw that the attack of his own team was beaten back again, and he screamed angrily.
A burst of rapid footsteps sounded from behind. Lu Xianping, who was lying on the ground, struggled to get up. When he turned around, he saw dozens of soldiers wearing brown camouflage uniforms quickly approaching him.
At this time, Lu Xianping's left arm was grazed by an Arisaka bullet fired from a Type 38 rifle, but it was not enough to make him lose the ability to move. His right hand was still firmly in his arms, and he looked at them warily and asked:
"What part are you from?"
"Haha..." A voice laughed softly.
"Second Lieutenant, I advise you to take your hands out and leave your glorious bombs to the Japanese. We can't bear it." A voice rang out from the crowd.
Following this voice, a captain walked out of the team, "Second Lieutenant, take out the hand you put in your arms, otherwise I don't mind making it incapacitated."
His cold words left no doubt about his accuracy. Lu Xianping finally felt relieved after hearing the other party's familiar Shandong accent.
There may be many Japanese who can speak Chinese, but there are definitely not many Japanese who can speak such an authentic Shandong dialect, and even if there are, they are unlikely to appear here.
Lu Xianping took another look at the captain. In addition to wearing tan camouflage uniforms, although they also wore M35-style helmets, they were still somewhat different from them.
The M35 helmets of ordinary soldiers of the Liantai Militia usually have the Blue Sky and White Sun emblem printed on the left side, but the helmets of this lieutenant and the surrounding soldiers have a ferocious skull printed on them.
Seeing this skull, Lu Xianping's mind turned quickly and he immediately remembered the identity of the other party.
"Sir, my post is Lu Xianping, platoon leader of the third platoon of the third company of the 9th Infantry Battalion. Thank you for saving me! Are you from the guard battalion?"
"Yes, we are the special force of the guard battalion." The lieutenant whose identity was revealed by Lu Xianping nodded and looked at his arm, "It seems that your injury is not serious, so pick up the gun and follow the team.
We are in a hurry to get back to the headquarters and have no time to play with those little devils outside. If you want to avenge your dead brothers, you will have to wait until next time." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Although he was unwilling to do so, his arms could not twist his thigh, so Lu Xianping had no choice but to pick up his MP40 submachine gun and follow the team to retreat outside with the support of a sturdy soldier.
Seeing the Chinese soldiers in the woods leaving calmly, Major Rukichi Kasutani was so angry that he screamed, but he did not dare to send anyone to chase them. He also saw that the group of people on the opposite side were not easy to mess with.
Although I have hundreds more people than them, if I really want to take action, I and my team may suffer a big loss. Anyway, I have almost killed the opponent's small army just now. Even now
I can also report to your Excellency the commander of the company when I return home.
half an hour later
After Lieutenant Colonel Koshiko Goto listened to the report of Major Rukichi Kasutani who had just arrived, the flesh on his face twitched slightly. He looked at the wounded soldiers and several injured horses next to him. He thought for a while and patted Rikichi Kasotani.
Said over his shoulder: "Do you know which Chinese army the enemy that suddenly appeared when you were fighting just now is?"
Major Rukichi Kasutani shook his head.
"If I guess correctly, they are the most mysterious unit in the Liantai Militia, the Liantai Militia Guard Battalion?"
"Guard battalion?" Rukichi Kasutani frowned, "Your Excellency, Wing Commander, judging from the name, this unit is just a unit responsible for security at best. There is nothing special about it?"
"Not special?" Goto Koshiro sneered, "If it is just a guard force as you said, why don't they guard Gao Hongming's side, but appear on the battlefield?"
"This..." Rukichi Kasutani was speechless for a moment.
Goto Koshiro stared at him and said seriously, "Although the empire's intelligence department has not figured out the true strength of this force until now, based on the sodium salt you just described, it only took more than a hundred people to defeat the opponent.
The fact that one of your squadrons keeps retreating and not daring to pursue them is enough to prove their strength. What other reason do you have to keep them small?"
Rukichi Kasutani bowed deeply: "Hey...it's a mistake because of my humble position."
"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this."
"Sir, I wish to replenish our troops!"
"Okay, I will give you a complete cavalry brigade."
Goto Koshiro waved his hand, "The division commander has already said that our division's mission is to cooperate with the Sixth Division to eat up the Eighth Route Army's new brigade in the Huanglian Mountain area in the shortest possible time.
Even if they cannot be eliminated, they must be defeated in order to restore the disadvantage on the battlefield. You have to remember that Commander Gangcun is still watching us in Taiyuan, do you understand?"
"Hi!" Rukichi Kasutani couldn't help but bow, "Your Majesty, Captain, I beg you to replenish my troops."
"Okay, I will give you a complete cavalry brigade."
Rukichi Kasutani mounted a horse. This was another war horse given to him personally by Lieutenant Colonel Koshiro Goto.
The Battle of Huanglian Mountain was a crucial battle, and Koshiro Goto hoped that Rukichi Kasutani could open a bloody path to victory for the 108th Division.
He looked after Kasutani Rukichi and loudly ordered: "Follow up, follow up quickly, target Huanglian Mountain, target Huanglian Mountain!"
"Huanglian Mountain...all the Japanese troops are now gathering towards Huang Lianshan."
In the temporary joint headquarters, the eyes of Gao Hongming, Commander Liu and Political Commissar Liu were also focused on the place called Huanglian Mountain on the sand table. At this moment, densely packed red and blue flags were planted in this area of less than fifty square kilometers.
Master Liu looked at Political Commissar Gao Hongming and said loudly with piercing eyes.
"Judging from our current reconnaissance troops and aerial reconnaissance reports, all three divisions of the Japanese army are now gathering towards the Huanglian Mountain area. It seems that the Japanese army wants to be here, and it seems that Neji Okamura plans to fight us here.
Male and female."
Gao Hongming nodded slowly: "I think it makes sense for the Japanese army to choose Huanglian Mountain for a decisive battle with us. The terrain here is dangerous and the roads are rugged, which is not conducive to the deployment of armored forces.
The most important thing is that there is a winding and rugged river in Huanglian Mountain, which naturally restrains our armored forces, and the Japanese army can give full play to their advantage in strength."
Political Commissar Taira asked with some confusion: "What about our air force? If Neji Okamura is stumped, aren't you afraid that we will send out the air force to bomb them?"
"Report!"
Before Gao Hongming could speak, a staff officer hurried over and said, "Report to several officers, the reconnaissance squadron has come to report that this morning they found a large number of Japanese aircraft making transfers in Shanxi. It is estimated that the number is no less than 300!"