In fact, neither Commander Lin who was watching the battle from behind nor Zhang Xunqian, the commander of the 770th Regiment, and Tian Shoudong, the commander of the 687th Regiment who were leading the troops to pursue the Japanese army, did not know that less than a kilometer in front of them, the Ninth Brigade was formed.
The regiment commander, Tomami Kuta, was retreating among a group of broken soldiers.
As the saying goes, no matter how arrogant you are when you come, you will be embarrassed when you are defeated.
Tomomi Kyuda was trudging in a paddy field at the moment. The riding boots that he usually polished all the time had been thrown to nowhere by him. He endured the sticky mud coming from his feet and the sting of stepping on pebbles from time to time.
Walking in pain.
Now is not the time to be pretentious. If he doesn't leave quickly, he won't be able to leave. He doesn't want to become a prisoner of the Chinese. That would be a devastating disaster for him and his family.
But after all, he had been pampered for many years, and after walking a few dozen meters, Tomomikuda felt that his legs no longer belonged to him, and he had to stop and take a deep breath.
"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, it's not time to rest yet. If we don't leave, the Chinese will catch up with us!" Seeing this, Master Miura, the Chief of Staff, grabbed his arm and started to drag him away.
Just when Miura-sama was about to say something, a pertinent and sharp whistling sound came from the sky, and a sky-blue P47 suddenly swooped down from the sky, and the eight large-caliber machine guns on both sides of the wing continued to shine.
On fire.
Countless bullets were fired into the rice fields, hitting rows of "flying mud", many of which were flying towards him.
"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, get out of here!"
Upon seeing this, Master Miura pushed Tomomikuda, who had no time to react, and pushed him several meters away.
Tomami Kuta, who had no time to react, sat down in the paddy field and watched helplessly as the fighter jet with the "Blue Sky and White Sun" logo painted on its wings climbed up, its belly was close to the tree beside the road, and it circled to the right in the air.
Tomami Kuta, who had escaped unharmed, was stunned. The plane kept swooping and attacking like it was doing acrobatics, and then climbed up again the moment it hit a mountain or a big tree.
The Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to escape from the rain of bullets panicked and rushed to both sides of the rice fields. However, it was not so easy to escape from the muddy rice fields. Many people got stuck in the mud and rolled and crawled, which made them slower.
Covered in mud, Kuta Miura struggled to stand up, looked around, and saw that the Chief of Staff Miura, who had just pushed him away, had already fallen into a pool of blood, with large-caliber machine gun bullets beating his body into pieces.
Two cuts.
His deadpan face looked up to the sky, and his eyes seemed to reveal lingering pain and panic.
"Someone...come..." Tomomi Kuta shouted loudly. He wished that someone could help him at this moment, but his guards had already been dispersed, and the surrounding Japanese soldiers were frightened.
How dare anyone care about him.
At this time, Tomomikuta suddenly felt his butt being hit by something, and he fell upside down into the mud puddle in the rice field.
Tomomikuda, who was shot in the butt, tried hard to stand up, but failed. He had to give up the idea of escape, turned around, picked up a Type 38 rifle scattered nearby, and joined the battle.
But before he could fire a shot, a shell exploded around him, and his body was thrown into the air by the shock wave, causing him to faint.
When Tomomikuda regained consciousness, he saw an officer wearing a German military uniform staring at him with interest, and the gunshots around him had become sparse.
Tomomikuda had a certain understanding of the German army. When he saw that the opponent's shoulders were composed of two sets of armbands made of silk threads wrapped in a twist shape, and five coil loops were formed on the epaulettes, he knew that this was a major.
But these are not important. What is important is that Tomomikuta has realized that he has become a prisoner, and he can't help but start to despair.
The injured Tamagotchi Kuta was covered in blood and mud.
Two soldiers from the Liantai Militia carried him to the back of a destroyed truck, and the medics briefly bandaged him.
There were captured Japanese soldiers everywhere, and all around the prisoners were Chinese soldiers holding guns. The uniforms of these soldiers seemed to be divided into two types, iron gray and grass gray.
Seeing that the medical soldiers had bandaged Tomomikuta's wounds, the major strode over and tore off the collar badge from his shoulder. After wiping off the mud, he could vaguely see the shining star.
Bright silver three-pointed star.
The major then roughly opened the pocket on his left breast, took out the ID inside and couldn't help laughing anymore after taking a look at it.
"Hahahaha... I didn't expect that I, Li Chang'an, would get rich one day. I didn't expect that you would also become our prisoner!"
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"Sir, the battle report from the front is that the ninth mixed brigade was defeated by us, and even the brigade commander Tomomi Kuta became our prisoner!"
"good!"
Gao Hongming threw away the pencil in his hand and continued to ask with unconcealed joy: "Where is the 86th Brigade, how are they doing?"
"The Eighty-sixth Brigade cannot hold on under our powerful offensive and is currently retreating towards Jinzhou. However, their brigade commander seems to have been prepared. He ordered the two infantry regiments under his command as early as three days ago.
The troops and logistics troops have withdrawn in batches, and now nearly half of the troops have withdrawn into the mountainous areas. It is difficult for our aircraft to pursue them in such terrain."
"I didn't expect that there are sensible people among the Japanese generals." Gao Hongming couldn't help but be curious. The characteristics of the Japanese are very extreme and at the same time, they generally don't shed tears until they see the coffin.
This is reflected in the fact that on the battlefield, the name is not willing to admit that the situation is over, but chooses to fight to the end. Now an alien suddenly appears, which naturally makes Gao Hongming curious.
"What's so strange about this? Even though the Japanese are shouting about the Bushido spirit all day long, in fact there are still many Japanese generals who are afraid of death." At this time, a voice sounded next to him. It turned out to be Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping.
come over.
After receiving the news that the commander of the Japanese ninth mixed brigade was captured, Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping were also extremely happy. This was sensational news, and newspapers across the country will surely be excited again tomorrow.
Seeing the two men approaching, Gao Hongming smiled and said: "It's thanks to the 155th Division that we were able to capture Tomomikuta this time.
If the 115th Division hadn't arrived in time and joined forces with the 770th Regiment to defeat the 9th Mixed Brigade, we would have never had the chance to catch this guy Tomomi Kyuta."
Political Commissar Ping shook his head: "The arrival of the 115th Division was indeed the last straw that broke the Japanese army. But I think the main reason why the Japanese army was defeated so quickly was that we firmly controlled the air.
If our troops do not have the full support of more than 200 aircraft these days, it would be great to be able to hold Ping'an County with our remaining troops. How could we dare to hope to defeat the Japanese army?"