In the mountains with complex terrain in Wanjialing, the Japs threw a large amount of poisonous gas that could not be dispersed, allowing the remaining Japs to once again stabilize the defense line. Without gas masks, the attacking troops could not attack for a while, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.
The commanders on the front line were worried about the poison gas released by the Japanese soldiers, and they hurriedly tried to find ways to mobilize gas masks and distribute them to the troops.
However, the Chinese army could not even provide the usual weapons and ammunition. How could they get so many gas masks at once? The commanders of all the armies were racking their brains.
However, the poisonous gas cannot be dispersed in the mountains for a while. If the poisonous gas is dispersed before launching an attack, it will have to be at least a day or two later. The battlefield situation is changing rapidly.
Once the remnants of the Matsuura Division are allowed to run away during this period, all their efforts and sacrifices will be in vain, which is not what they want to see.
"We have contacted all major military stations and places in the war zone to mobilize as many gas masks as possible. Although the quantity is small, there are still some, but it will take time..."
The staff officer's answer obviously did not satisfy the former enemy commander-in-chief General Wu Qiwei. He frowned and asked: "How many can be mobilized? How long will it take to send the troops?"
The staff officer replied with a look of embarrassment: "At present, only five thousand can be mobilized, and they are being sent over day and night..."
"Why so few?"
"Sir Wu, it's not like you don't know that we are short of bullets, medicines, military pay, and all kinds of supplies. How can we still have the energy to buy gas masks? I didn't expect that the little devil would be so heartless and crazy that he would risk the world.
You should not do such an unscrupulous thing."
General Wu Qiwei has been commanding troops all year round and has a deep understanding of what his staff said. This battle with the Japanese was started in a hurry.
They have fought several big battles in a row, and the ammunition and supplies they have stored have long been exhausted. What's more, in order to avoid offending the little devils, many countries have begun embargoing China again, which undoubtedly makes them worse.
"We can't wait that long." General Wu Qiwei said: "According to intelligence, several elite Japanese divisions are rushing towards us. If we cannot deal with the Matsuura division as soon as possible, we will fall into their counter-siege."
General Wu Qiwei's words made everyone feel heavy in their hearts. The staff officers have been busy mobilizing supplies and ammunition and analyzing the enemy's situation these days without even touching the ground.
They are aware of the situation of the troops, even though there are more than 100,000 troops in the Wanjialing area.
However, these tired divisions lacking weapons and ammunition are unable to fight another major battle. Once they face the elite Japanese divisions, they are likely to cause a new rout, which is what they least want to see.
General Wu Qiwei hid back and forth in the headquarters with his hands behind his back, frowning and thinking, and soon stopped.
"Send me an order to ask the frontline commanders to organize people to collect the gas masks left by the Japanese on the battlefield, organize small and capable troops to fight through the poisonous gas zones, and not give the Japanese a chance to breathe."
When the combat staff heard this, his face was full of worry: "Sir Wu, judging from the casualties compiled by various armies, we have killed about seven or eight thousand Japs, and there are at least two or three thousand remaining. I
I’m worried that a small force can’t chew it up if it goes in.”
"I can't control that much anymore. I'll keep chewing even if I can't chew! Don't be afraid of casualties!" General Wu Qiwei said murderously.
In the past year, they had fought several major frontal battles with the Japanese, and sometimes there was no hope of victory at all.
But now that they are finally in sight of victory, how can mere poisonous gas stop the heroic Chinese officers and soldiers?
"Yes, I will make arrangements immediately for each army to organize small and capable troops to collect Japanese gas masks and punch them in." The combat staff also strengthened his confidence.
They had already suffered huge casualties in order to encircle and annihilate the Matsuura Division. They could not give up halfway now, otherwise they would not be able to face those sacrificed soldiers and the Chinese people who were waiting for them.
"Mr. Wu, Chief Xue called..."
As soon as the combat staff turned around and left, someone hurriedly sent over a message from General Xue Yue, the commander of the First Corps.
"According to intelligence, the Japanese Suzuki detachment has been approaching De'an..."
When he saw this urgent telegram, General Wu Qiwei became extremely solemn, thinking that he could use a move to encircle Wei and save Zhao.
The Suzuki detachment's direct attack on De'an meant that it would cut off the retreat route of their more than 100,000 troops in Wanjialing. Although they did not come directly to Wanjialing to relieve the 106th Division, this move was equally vicious.
"The 101st Division has broken through Aikou Town and is about to arrive in the Wanjialing area in the near future. The Corps Commander has decided that in order to ensure the encirclement and annihilation of the Songpu Division, troops need to be dispatched to block the attack."
Bad news came one after another. After reading the message from General Xue Yue, General Wu Qiwei remained silent for a long time. Is it really so difficult to win a war?
"The troops of the new 13th Division, 15th Division, 60th Division, 91st Division, and the Preliminary 6th Division have been mobilized from the battlefield to go south to Wuyong Road to prepare to block the eastward advance of the Japanese reinforcements. The division has sent your regiment to fill in the gaps left after the Preliminary 6th Division was transferred.
vacancy......"
On the smoke-filled battlefield, Yang Ling was organizing his brothers to search for gas masks left behind by the Japanese across the mountains and plains to prepare for the next attack. After receiving the news, he was stunned for a long time.
"Has it really gotten that bad?"
"The Japanese troops have arrived. I heard there are tens of thousands of elite troops, as well as tanks and heavy artillery troops." The brother who conveyed the order looked solemn.
"We went to the defense area of the 6th Preliminary Division, what should we do where we are now?" Yang Ling asked.
"The 305th Regiment will send a battalion of brothers over."
Yang Ling nodded: "I understand, I will take my brothers to prepare the 6th Division's position as soon as possible."
The Japanese reinforcements rushed over with great momentum, making the situation on the battlefield confusing again. Several divisions of troops were transferred south from the offensive troops.
As the troops of these divisions were deployed to block the attack, the strength of the troops besieging the Japanese Matsuura Division was weakened. Fortunately, the Matsuura Division was at the end of its rope. As long as the brothers continued to fight, they would not be able to hold on for a few days.
Already.
"Pack up your things and let's change positions."
The Japanese's poisonous gas allowed the scattered troops to gather together again, but as soon as they returned to their formation, they had to move to new positions again.
After repeated battles, the brothers did not have much to pack, and even the dry food bags were shriveled up. They carried heavy rifles, and under the leadership of the surviving officers, they started moving again.
The troops on the front line began to make nervous adjustments under a series of orders. Yang Ling and others went to take over the troops who were going south to block the attack.
The troops who were ordered to block the attack also received the order, and the blood-stained brothers were constantly withdrawing from the front line. Without even having time to assemble and rest, they rushed to the Wuyong Road battlefield to block the attack.
"Brothers, we must destroy the Matsuura Division."
The troops that turned south to block the attack and the troops that took over the defense met on the mountain road. Both sides were exhausted. They asked the brothers who took over their place to continue the siege of Matsuura Division.
"Don't worry, go and block the attack. The Matsuura Division has been left to us. I promise not to let them escape." The brothers in the defensive unit also patted their chests and promised.
The brothers who turned south to block the attack saw that the friendly brothers who came to take over the defense were also covered in gunpowder smoke and scarred. They believed them. This was also a team that had fought a bloody battle. They handed over the position with confidence.
, and then go to block it.
"Take care of yourself!"
"Take care of yourself!"
Both sides rushed to new battlefields while blessing each other. Some continued to stay in Wanjialing to fight the siege, and some had to be transferred to the outside to block the attack, but they were all for victory, and they were all heroes.