"Sir, is this really the little devil's headquarters?" Chi Dakui's mouth was wide enough to swallow a duck egg.
The commander was so miraculous that he actually found the enemy's heavily guarded headquarters among the thousands of troops.
Liu Lang breathed a sigh of relief. The facts before him proved that he had not been fooled by those who wrote history. As recorded in war history, the Japanese headquarters responsible for frontline command was actually so close to the frontline.
"Don't take me too seriously. According to the infantry drill, the Japanese like to deploy their headquarters six or seven kilometers away from the front line. They are all the same, just like their triangle attack has not changed for hundreds of years. However,
We are lucky this time, the little Japanese got too carried away this time, and the headquarters was placed closer to the front line." Liu Lang patiently explained to Chi Dakui.
"Then, let's go kill them." Chi Dakui tried his best to suppress his excitement and said in a hoarse voice.
"If nothing goes wrong, there will be a squadron directly under the command of this wing-level headquarters to be on guard duty." Liu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance, as if talking to himself.
Chi Dakui's face froze slightly. As a company commander, he certainly knew what a squadron directly under the Japanese army represented. According to the Japanese army's establishment, a standard infantry squadron included three 54-man squadrons and a 19-man squadron headquarters, totaling 181 people.
Not to mention that each infantry squad has two light machine guns and two grenade launchers, just based on the comparison in terms of numbers, they took twelve 38-guns and beat them with less than 30 remaining soldiers. The defeated generals were beaten with eggs.
The meaning of the stone, not to mention, whether they are attacking, the other side is still defending.
If I were the opponent's commander, I'm afraid I wouldn't even bother to defend, and would defeat them with a single charge.
However, Chi Dakui was not afraid, and was even a little excited that he didn't understand.
He was excited because he could finally die on the road to charge.
Perhaps, the moment he saw the bayonets stuck in the chests of his brothers, Chi Dakui stopped thinking about living. Living was more painful than dying.
When the team was resting, Chi Dakui never dared to close his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, the slightly childish face of the 17-year-old boy soldier Tiedan would appear in his mind. No one knew that that was his nephew.
His eldest brother's only son wanted to follow him in the army and become a proud ancestor, but unexpectedly he was left on the battlefield by him, in front of the little devil's bayonet.
"Sir, give me the order! Damn it, my brothers are definitely not cowards. Even if I die, I will eat a piece of their flesh." Chi Dakui looked at Liu Lang with red eyes and said firmly.
What is easier than death? But what is more difficult than making the decision to die? Liu Lang could feel the strong desire to die in the eyes of the bearded man next to him. He was a very emotional man. As a pure soldier
Liu Lang likes to see similar people like this.
With a slight smile, Liu Lang pointed to the brightly lit Japanese headquarters in the distance and said softly: "It's not as difficult as you think. All imperialism is just a paper tiger."
Now Chi Dakui doesn't understand what imperialism is, he just understands that his superiors don't take seriously the little Japanese who has a squadron full of people directly under his command.
That extraordinary self-confidence actually gave him the illusion that victory was within easy reach.
More than ten years later, Chi Dakui led his army across the famous river in Northeast China, pointing to the world's most powerful army with aircraft, artillery and tanks, and proudly said: The commander said that all imperialism is a paper tiger."
When this sentence was put on the front page of the People's Daily in the most eye-catching way, a certain people's hero who had already become famous almost stumbled and broke his head.
After all the hard work of piracy, why do you still brag about it and think it is the original? Mr. Taizu came to us to collect the copyright fee, so you can pay it!
In any case, Liu Lang's piracy statement was very powerful and made the soldiers' morale very high. They felt that the commander must have a way to take down the Japanese headquarters.
Of course, there must be a way. If Liu Lang was given a choice, he would rather get a personal rocket launcher or mount a cannon and blast the damn thing from a few hundred meters away. With his previous artillery skills, he would definitely be able to kill the kid without running away.
The devil's leaders are all in one fell swoop.
But now, he only has twenty-eight men and one woman, plus twelve thirty-eight guns, less than a thousand rounds of bullets and eighteen grenades. This is all the result of the frugal efforts of those unlucky little devils.
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"Order the brothers to rest where they are and wait for my order." Liu Lang temporarily gave such a confusing order.
Lurking less than 500 meters away from the enemy's headquarters is a torture for anyone.
However, the national army officers would not be able to gather all their strength to counterattack until about one o'clock in the morning! Liu Lang took the pocket watch passed over from the Japanese army sergeant and silently counted the time.
Liu Lang had good eyesight, but he couldn't see whether there was the big fish he wanted in the brightly lit small building opposite.
In fact, when a fisherman casts his net, he has no idea what he will harvest.
Just like several Japanese generals in the small building who were quarreling and planning to swallow up the 20,000 Nationalist troops opposite them, they could not have imagined that there would be dozens of Nationalist soldiers eagerly trying to swallow them up.
idea.
Inside the Japanese military headquarters that Liu Lang was targeting, Colonel Lin Daba, captain of the 7th Infantry Regiment of the Ninth Division, was apologizing to a short, fat and meaty officer with a face full of shame: "Your Majesty, Chief of Staff,
Troubling you."
"Colonel Kobayashi, Lord Ueda has given you two full days. Not only did the division's artillery wing fully cooperate, but there were also 8,000 people from the Kume brigade to support the two wings, a total of 15,000 imperial soldiers, but you gave
What are we? How many kilometers have you and your soldiers advanced in two days? How many more people have been annihilated? Can you tell me?" The short, fat officer slammed the table hard and pointed at the colonel who had his head bowed and his waist bowed.
scold.
"Yes, yes, please rest assured, Chief of Staff, our officers and soldiers of the Seventh Regiment will attack the hateful China rats with all their strength tomorrow morning." Senior Colonel Lin Daba was sweating profusely and promised repeatedly.
"Yo Xi, Mr. Lin, before I came here, I promised the division commander to give you another chance. Don't let me down." The pudgy officer took a deep look at the respectful colonel in front of him, with a hint of meaning on his face.
A deep smile.
"Yes, yes, I promise that I will place the imperial flag on the body of General China tomorrow." Hearing this, Colonel Lin Daba breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head at the right time to give the pudgy officer a bright and flattering look.
smile.
The pudgy officer smiled with satisfaction, raised his feet and left the office.
If Liu Lang were here, he would definitely feel that he was really lucky.
The shining silver star in the middle of the yellow epaulette on the officer's shoulder clearly told him that he was a general.
Japanese major general, brigade commander, or division chief of staff.