The 800 people in Tanaka's brigade were tired and sleepy after walking all night, but surprisingly no one complained.
The reason is simple. Although the job of picking up the lost idiot baggage convoy is very hard, and you have to walk hundreds of miles day and night, it is much better than sitting in the trenches with your eyes wide open, waiting for the Chinese artillery shells to fall.
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No matter how tired you are, it's better than losing your life, right? Those crazy Chinese people don't want to fight with them anymore.
It's not just the soldiers who think this. Just look at how their captain Tanaka Qinghe, who was a senior staff officer, reports his whereabouts to the headquarters every hour, and you can tell what Major Tanaka is thinking.
I'm afraid, not only for the sake of the Chief of Staff of the Yasutani Department, but more importantly, he also wants to see if the Chinese attack has begun and whether the division can withstand it. If not...
We must run away! Tanaka Qinghe, who had just received the telegram from the headquarters, looked at the mountains in front of him that looked dark in the darkness before dawn, and thought viciously in his heart.
If the remaining 13,000 men in the division can't hold their position, then he still has to carry out a shitty military order! It doesn't matter whether his stupid pig-like baggage brigade is dead or alive, anyway, he and the 800 men under his command can win.
Staying alive is the last hope of the brigade.
From a senior staff officer of the brigade directly to the captain of the infantry brigade with military power, although the military rank has not been improved, the power is completely different. But to be honest, Tanaka Qinghe does not want to be this bullshit captain at all, he would rather
I am still staying at the brigade headquarters safely, providing opinions and suggestions to the brigade commander. The rest of the time, I can use the telescope to stare at the colorful artillery fire in front of me in a daze. When I win a big victory over the enemy, I will get the credit I deserve.
A lot of the same.
Especially now, the Chinese are as ferocious as taking medicine. The Yamamoto Battalion of the 11th Brigade, known as the strongest infantry brigade of the 6th Division, what was the result? It was defeated by more than a hundred people and less than an infantry squadron.
Like a dog, only 200 people can escape back to the second line of defense.
Fortunately, Chief of Staff Tanibe, a fellow from Kyoto, took care of him and found him a job where he did not have to face the terrifying Chinese. Although his legs were a little tired, Tanaka Qinghe made up his mind from the time he came out to find the members of the baggage corps.
Jobs must be found slowly, preferably for two or three days, and then wait until the main force of the division shows off its power and kills the Chinese.
Of course, being killed by the Chinese is actually not unacceptable. Anyway, the dead Taoist friend is not dead. Tanaka Qinghe does not believe that he is already 60 miles away from the battlefield and can still be caught up by the Chinese. Everyone is two-dimensional
With two legs, whoever has the ability can run.
Tanaka Qinghe, who had already made various plans, looked at the mountains that were getting clearer and clearer, his expression became a little more relaxed, and he ordered the pot to be cooked ----- to have breakfast.
The Japanese soldiers, who always had a simple breakfast, had a leisurely meal of millet porridge and the remaining beef jerky before entering the mountainous area.
There were even many Japanese soldiers who took advantage of the break in cooking to lie down in the ditch at the temporary camp and take a nice nap, which relieved a lot of the fatigue of the overnight march.
As for the military order to bring the large baggage team back to the division before noon, that's a joke! It would be great if we can find those idiots who got lost in the mountains before noon.
Through the location determined by the radio, everyone was sure that Nagano Yuji, who had not received the news that the division had withdrawn from Luo Wenyu, chose to take a shortcut from the mountains to Luo Wenyu in order to rush for time. This explains well why they
I'm late, why is the radio signal intermittent?
It took more than two hours for Tanaka's team to pack up and head towards the mountainous area after eating and drinking.
However, the Japanese troops in the Tanaka Brigade did not know that their delay outside the mountain had made Chen Yunfa and Mo Xiaomao extremely anxious.
The fish was about to take the bait, but in the end it didn't bite. Was it because the bait wasn't sweet enough? Or was it because they discovered something?
Liu Lang is not a god, and the two elites under his command are not even close to his understanding. They would have thought that the Tanaka Brigade, which had no fighting spirit, was not because of what they discovered, but because they were just laborers who wanted to work but did not contribute.
Several days of brutal fighting have reduced this once energetic elite Japanese army to a pile of dregs. If they find anything unusual, the five hundred rookies under Chen Yunfa will be surprised to find that they were once invincible.
The little devil ran no slower than them.
Fortunately, Chen Yunfa, who personally lurked out of the mountains to keep an eye on the Japanese army, was pleased that after the big fish had a delicious breakfast, he still headed into the mountains. Everything was still as planned.
The Tanaka Brigade assembled its team at the mountain pass, but did not enter the mountain immediately. They would not be as stupid as the Baggage Brigade. The Great Wall Mountains were so huge and complicated that they would be like headless flies burrowing into it. Before entering the mountain, they had to catch a few people.
A Chinese native, otherwise, what should I do if I lose myself?
In fact, it is not terrible to be lost in there for a few days. What Tanaka Qinghe is afraid of is that if he does not receive a signal from the division, he will not have time to escape.
Okay! Anyway, Major Tanaka has made up his mind not to play with the Chinese anymore, he wants to go home.
Soon, they had a harvest, and a shabby woodcutter boy of sixteen or seventeen years old was brought to Major Tanaka.
The delicate but dirty little face, the fearful eyes with a trace of hatred that cannot be concealed, the homespun shoes with exposed toes on the feet, the calluses on the hands from years of hard work, all the details show this.
He is a local farm boy.
Although artillery fire continued at every pass of the Great Wall defense line, it does not mean that the entire Great Wall Mountains were a battlefield. It was normal for the local mountain people not to run away.
"Child, how many people are in your family?" Tanaka Qinghe asked in less proficient Chinese.
He was answered with silence. The young man pursed his lips and did not speak, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
Tanaka Qinghe nodded secretly in his heart, this is how a farm boy should behave.
"If you don't say anything, all the Chinese here will be dead." A hint of ferocity flashed across Tanaka Qinghe's face, and at the same time he clenched the command knife in his hand.
"No, I'm an orphan. I'm the only one in the family. If anything comes at me." The fear and hatred on the young man's face became more and more intense, and he finally spoke.
At the same time, he also tightened his grip on the hatchet he had been holding in his hand.
A Japanese lieutenant whispered something in Tianzhong's ear. There were about ten families in a small village two miles away. All the people ran away, but the stove was still hot. The boy obviously went up to the mountain to chop firewood early in the morning.
He was caught when he got the news that they were coming.
Everything is very logical.
"Very good, as long as you tell the truth, we won't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Tell me, have you seen people like us here?" Tanaka Qinghe nodded with satisfaction, and his expression softened.
"No." The young man lowered his eyelids and shook his head.
"You're dead, you're lying." Tanaka Qinghe suddenly pulled out his command knife and struck it at the young man.
The immatureness of the Chinese boy betrayed him. Although he tried his best to lower his eyelids to prevent others from seeing his panicked eyes, how could this immature cover-up be concealed from the cunning Tanaka Qinghe?
"No, I said, I said." The snow-white blade shattered the boy's stubbornness, and he screamed in horror.
"Yo Xi, very good, tell me everything you know." Tanaka Qinghe made a beautiful sword with the command knife that was 20 centimeters above the boy's head, with a trace of pride flashing in his eyes.
What he didn't see was the uncontrollable excitement in the eyes of the Chinese boy who in his eyes had everything under control.
It was as if he saw several wild rabbits trapped in the trap.