The first thousand one hundred and eighty-four chapters
Nanjing, Headquarters of the Japanese Dispatch Army in Central China.
"Trash, trash, it's all trash!"
Shunroku Hata, the commander of the Central China Expeditionary Force, received a telegram. After the captain of the Watanabe detachment who was encircling and suppressing the guerrillas in the occupied area, Watanabe Shouichi, was killed in Baoying, he roared with anger.
It would be reasonable if he died in a frontal battlefield with heavy military confrontation, but it happened to be in the occupied area where he had an absolute advantage. He lost two detachment leaders in half a year. How could this not make Commander Shunroku Hata angry?
Facing the roar coming from the commander's office, the staff members in the Japs headquarters were as silent as a chill. They also learned from various gossips what made the commander so angry.
"How could so many troops be defeated by the guerrillas?" A Japanese staff officer was puzzled.
A Japanese staff officer speculated: "The Chinese people must be too cunning, and Captain Watanabe underestimated the enemy and was careless."
"Hmph, they were defeated by a group of rabble again and again. They are simply a shame to our Imperial Japanese Army. If it were me, I would have wiped my neck and committed suicide long ago to avoid being embarrassed." Some Japanese thought this was a shame.
"The Chinese guerrillas are too arrogant. We should deploy more troops to encircle and suppress them. They must be completely eliminated!'
"Yes, we need to teach the Chinese guerrillas a lesson and let them know the consequences of offending us!"
"This matter should be considered in the long term. China's guerrillas have become a climate, and we can no longer underestimate the enemy."
"Hmph, I guess you are a coward too!"
"They are just a bunch of rabble. There is no need to mobilize troops and let China's appeasement commanders in Jiangsu, Anhui and Zhejiang have a headache. We should devote more energy to the frontal battlefield."
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The news that the Japanese Watanabe detachment headquarters in Baoying had been sacked quickly spread throughout the headquarters, and the Japanese officers all quarreled.
The young faction among the Japanese officers was very tough and demanded that more troops be immediately mobilized for encirclement and suppression in order to wash away the shame.
However, some other Japanese staff officers had different views. They felt that the pressure on the front line was now very high, and there was no need to pay too much attention to these elusive guerrillas in the occupied areas. They could just let the Nanjing puppet government send puppet troops to eliminate them.
No matter what, Yang Ling and the others have poked a hornet's nest this time, making their Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps suddenly attract a lot of attention.
The Japanese soldiers were gnashing their teeth at them and wanted to get rid of them quickly, because Yang Ling and the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps defeated them time and time again, humiliating them and they urgently needed to regain their face.
When the other friendly troops in the Sulu theater learned that Yang Ling and the others had won another battle, they were happy but also jealous.
"Damn, this guy surnamed Yang really has some tricks up his sleeve. He was able to take down the Japanese headquarters despite being heavily surrounded by Japanese soldiers. It's so irritating that people are more popular than others. Why don't I have such good luck?"
"But Yang fought well in this battle and finally gave us a bad breath."
When the Japanese troops pressed heavily against the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps at the beginning, many friendly troops thought that Yang Ling and his Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps Captain would suffer heavy losses this time.
But I didn't expect that after losing Jieshou and Baoying, he would come back again, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
"This little devil is too inexperienced. How come he even has his home stolen?" Some people were puzzled.
Others were overjoyed: "The North Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps has now become a thorn in the enemy's side. We can finally take a breath."
"Why don't we take advantage of the little devil's attention and be attracted by the North Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps, and let's fish in troubled waters and make a profit?" A staff member of the Sulu Guerrilla Corps suggested.
"I think it's feasible."
It is said that one stone stirred up a thousand waves. The Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps made a big fuss in Baoying. All parties took action one after another. Some people were waiting and watching, while others wanted to take advantage of the situation to rob the Japanese.
When the Wang Puppet Government in Nanjing saw that Yang Ling had killed the Japanese headquarters in Baoying, they were openly angry, but secretly happy.
The people they sent to persuade him to surrender were killed by Yang Ling, which disgraced them. However, they were not strong enough and could only kill people with borrowed knives and let the Japanese help fight Yang Ling.
The Japanese were also the ones who did not betray the hawk before seeing the rabbit, so naturally they would not be fooled, so they took advantage of the opportunity to engage in extortion and extorted a large sum of military expenses.
Now they see that the Japanese are defeated. Although the Nanjing puppet government and the Japanese are on the same front, they are still very happy. Now they do not need to beg the Japanese. The Japanese will take the initiative to attack Yangling and his Northern Jiangsu Corps. They will
You can just watch the show as a bystander.
"Good news, good news. The magic soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps descended from the sky and destroyed the Japanese Baoying headquarters. Even the Japanese detachment leader Hisashi Watanabe was shot to death."
The Sulu Theater Command, hidden in the mountains of Lunan, also received news of Baoying's victory as soon as possible, and the intelligence staff reported the news to the officers as soon as possible.
"Real or false? Didn't you say before that they were trapped by the Japanese?" Faced with this news, Commander Yu Xuezhong first questioned it.
Because the officers like them had seen too many strong winds and waves, the troops under their command often lied about their military exploits. They often killed an infantry squad of more than fifty Japanese soldiers, and when reported, they could exaggerate it to say that they had wiped out a squadron of Japanese soldiers.
Therefore, there is a lot of moisture in many telegrams reporting victory, and they, the superiors, are well aware of it.
"It's absolutely true, this is the message sent back by our agents lurking in Nanjing." The staff officer in charge of the strategic intelligence department of the Sulu theater said firmly.
"Send a report to the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps for confirmation." Chief of Staff General Zhou Jingxuan thought for a moment and then ordered.
"yes!"
"This Yang Ling is really a blessed general in our Sulu Theater. He is in charge of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps and has won many battles. He has given our Sulu Theater a face. I think he should be rewarded." After the intelligence staff left,
General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, said with a smile.
"Although Yang Ling fought well, he disobeyed the command of the headquarters and abandoned Baoying without authorization, allowing tens of thousands of people in Baoying to fall into the hands of the enemy again. If we give him another reward, then all the troops below will follow suit.
If he acted without authorization, wouldn't it be a mess? How can we fight a war? I think he will be exempted from the commendation and it will be fine if he is not sent to a military court." Deputy Commander-in-Chief Shen Liejun shook his head.
"Brother Shen, what you said is wrong. The Japs are attacking the country with heavy troops and are fierce, and the North Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps is weak. It is a helpless move to abandon Baoying. We also need to understand the difficulties of the troops below." Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, explained.
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"Besides, the ammunition and materials they applied for last time have not been allocated yet. They have been dealing with the Japanese for so long without ammunition. I think it is already very difficult."
"We in the Sulu War Zone have always been rewarded for meritorious deeds and punished for delinquency. Let Yang Ling write down the matter of disobedience to military orders first. This time they won the battle, and we cannot let down the hearts of those officers and soldiers who fought bloody battles. Director Zhou, etc.
After confirming the battle report, you can personally prepare a telegram of commendation and send it over. How can we spare a few medals for meritorious officers and soldiers."
In the end, it was the commander-in-chief Yu Xuezhong who stopped the argument between the two and made some arrangements of his own.
"Yes!" General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, agreed.