Thanks to Ishihara Kanji's reminder, the Japanese government was not surprised by the news that China would march towards North Korea. General Umezu Yoshijiro, the top commander stationed in North Korea, had ordered the Japanese troops across North Korea to raise their combat readiness levels to the highest level.
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After a year of rest and recuperation, the former Kwantung Army units that were driven to North Korea by the former Chahar Army have also recovered their strength. The commanders of each unit have vowed to avenge their shame.
The German Chancellery in Berlin said: "Your Excellency, the Chinese government is about to go to war with the Japanese again." German Foreign Minister Ribbentrop was a little worried: "The two powerful countries in Asia are about to start a war again. If the losses on both sides are too great, this is not possible.
It is in the interests of our Third Reich."
Hitler shook his head: "Dear Ribbentrop, you don't understand war: before God and the world, the strong always have the right to implement his will. In the past, the Japanese were strong, so they could do whatever they wanted to China, but
Now that the Chinese have become stronger, they will finally launch a counterattack, and one of them must dominate the other, either China or Japan."
White House, United States: "Your Excellency, China and Japan are going to war again." Hawkins hurriedly walked into Roosevelt's office, holding up a telegram and said excitedly.
"Really?" A smile flashed in Roosevelt's eyes, "Hawkins, as a peace-loving ordinary person, I should call on both sides to stop confrontation, sit down together and resolve their differences peacefully, so that their people will not be harmed.
Disaster. But as an American president, I cannot do this. The more intense the war between Japan and China, the more people die, the more it is in the interests of the United States. Because the Pacific is too small, it is really
There is no room for three powerful countries."
"Among a thousand kinds of flowers, only you bloom in the clouds; among ten thousand kinds of umbrellas, only you soar in the blue sky. Umbrella flower, my partner, my wings, carry my singing and my pride,
Fly to all directions of the motherland.
Eight thousand miles of clouds and moon record our glorious history; ninety thousand miles of wind, snow and frost temper our iron backbone. Umbrella flower, my honor and my strength accompany my singing and my ideals to defend
The motherland is prosperous and strong.
The flying general descended from the sky majestically.
The airborne troops made heroic and heroic killing sounds.
Overcome all difficulties and dangers, break through dense forests and hills, pick up the fierce wind and fire, plunge into the enemy's chest, win every battle, win every battle, be brave and tenacious. We will create glory again in the front."
At a military airport in Nanning, Guangxi, officers and soldiers of the 99th Airborne Division, formerly known as the Airborne Regiment, lined up neatly, singing the song of the paratroopers, and walked toward the airport in full gear.
The 1st Airborne Division, formerly known as the Airborne Regiment, has developed into an elite force of more than 15,000 people with three paratrooper regiments and one support regiment after more than a year of training under the leadership of Zhang Lingfu. This time North Korea
It will be them who fire the first shot of the battle.
As the first important town in North Korea close to China, Dingzhou is the gateway for China to enter North Korea. The Japanese have accumulated more than 30,000 troops here, the main force of which is the Eighth Division. Their task is to hold on firmly
Dingzhou must not allow the Chinese army to cross here easily.
Lieutenant General Xiangyue Qingsi, the city defense commander of Dingzhou, ordered all the young Korean men in Dingzhou City to organize all the young Korean men to build fortifications in preparation for resisting the attack from China.
The night gradually darkened. In a fortification that was still under construction outside Dingzhou City, the Korean laborers who had worked hard all day lay down on the wet ground to rest after eating rough rice and drinking a bowl of rice soup.
The weather was still cold at the end of February, but the Japanese would not be kind enough to give quilts to these people. Many North Koreans could not stand the low temperature and cursed in a low voice.
Several North Koreans were secretly gathering in a corner and whispering. A middle-aged man with a dark face and calloused hands whispered: "Comrades, the Chinese government has issued a statement, and they will send troops to help.
We, the Korean people, have gained the ability to read and gain freedom. The Korean people have been working hard for freedom and liberation in the past few decades. This time, I followed the order of Comrade Kim Sung-ju and led everyone to lead our people to welcome
With the arrival of the Chinese army, we must overthrow the brutal rule of the Japanese this time and establish a new North Korea where the people are the masters of the country."
At this time, a young man next to him hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Comrade Park Chang-soon, it is good news for us that Comrade Kim Sung-ju can come back from Soviet Russia, but didn't Comrade Kim Sung-ju say before that those
The Chinese people are all speculators. Now China has been controlled by those greedy capitalists. Will our cooperation with them arouse the resentment of the Soviet Russian government?"
Park Chang-soon, who had a dark face, glared at the young man: "Comrade Kim Sung-joo once taught us that the enemy of our enemy is our friend. Now it is very difficult to drive away the Japanese invaders by relying solely on our own strength. As long as the Chinese people can help
If we drive away the Japanese, they will be our friends. Although we have different beliefs, this issue has now become a secondary conflict. We can discuss these matters after we drive away the Japanese invaders."
"Shh, don't talk, the Japanese are coming." A young man who was on guard duty nearby whispered a warning.
Several people quickly dispersed, each lying on the ground pretending to rest. At this time, a Japanese army sergeant led two Japanese soldiers and strode over carrying a basket: "Park Changshun, your group completed the imperial mission today."
The Imperial Army is very happy with the mission assigned by the Imperial Army, so the Imperial Army decided to give you extra meals."
After saying this, the sergeant waved his hand, and the two Japanese soldiers behind him put down the baskets in their hands, revealing dozens of white steamed buns.
"Gudong" I don't know who swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, which appeared very clearly in the silence. Everyone around them was staring at the basket.
Seeing that the effect had been achieved, the sergeant said with a smile: "Hey, you all can eat it. This is a reward from the imperial army. As long as you are loyal to the Emperor of Japan and loyal to the imperial army, you will have white-flour steamed buns."
There is."
As soon as the sergeant finished speaking, dozens of people around him immediately rushed over, stretched out their hands to grab the steamed buns and stuffed them into their mouths.
Seeing this scene, the sergeant on the side couldn't help but nodded with a smile, but secretly despised him, "These Koreans are really born slaves, as long as you give them a few steamed buns, they will work hard for you. The Japanese Empire is
We need such minions."
The proud sergeant did not realize that a pair of sinister eyes were looking at him not far away. Soon the baskets of steamed buns were eaten up by dozens of Koreans. The Japanese sergeant was also satisfied.
He followed the two soldiers away, and before leaving, he praised these Koreans who worked hard.
After the Japanese military officer left, everyone who had eaten realized that Park Changshun was standing aside and glaring at them with a cold face.
"You idiots." Park Changshun pointed at these people and said, "The Japanese invaders just gave you a few steamed buns and they made you happy. You must know that these steamed buns were originally the food we grew ourselves."
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Seeing several people bowing their heads in shame and saying nothing, Park Changshun sighed and whispered: "Okay, let's continue the topic. According to Comrade Kim Sung-ju's instructions, the Chinese troops will attack here in the next two days. What we have to do
Just wait until the Chinese army arrives to lead the way and guide them to the goal. As long as Dingzhou is captured, our great Comrade Kim Sung-ju will return here to lead everyone to continue the struggle."
The winter night always comes very early, and it gets dark soon after dinner. The Korean workers lit up bonfires one after another and sat on the ground around the bonfire. The Japanese soldiers did not stop them. They also knew that if they did not
If these North Korean workers are allowed to light a fire, they will freeze to death if they spend a night in such cold weather. Although they don't care about the lives of North Koreans, they do care about those fortifications, which are related to their own lives.
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At three o'clock in the night, when people were sleeping in their pajamas, a faint roar gradually came from the distance. The sound became louder and louder, and soon alerted the Japanese troops on the ground.
In the night sky at an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, more than 200 giant transport planes were flying in a tight formation from the west toward the outside of Dingzhou City.
There was very little change in the airflow tonight, and the flight of the aircraft was relatively stable. However, the cabin was as cold as an ice cellar, making the airborne troops wearing thick paratrooper uniforms shiver. Wang Yilong, who had been promoted to lieutenant, was shouting
He told the soldiers in the cabin what to pay attention to after parachuting. Although the noise of the engine made it impossible for the soldiers to hear clearly, he still took the trouble to shout loudly.
When the plane descended to an altitude of 600 meters amid slight turbulence, the green light in the cabin flashed and two bells rang, "beep, beep". The sergeant who had been standing at the door as a parachutist opened the cabin door forcefully, and a strong blast of
Cold air rushes into the cabin. Woods, rivers, and rice fields flow slowly under the wings, and the target is below.
The sergeant reached out to touch Wang Yilong's main parachute and backup parachute, patted him hard on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up. This was the last inspection before parachuting. This simple touch has already affected Wang Yilong's safety.
All parts were inspected. The soldiers in the engine room gave a thumbs up.
"Beep, beep", the yellow light flashed, and the soldiers stood up at the same time, lifted the stools and bent their waists, tucked down the seat belts, and assumed an off-camera posture. The helmets were pressed against the comrades in front, and they made a ready-to-go gesture.
posture. When the green light came on again, the sergeant in front of the hatch waved his right hand outward. Wang Yilong had jumped out of the hatch and disappeared suddenly.