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It's not that Masaemon Sakamoto didn't take countermeasures against the attackers. After discussing with Neji Okamura, they sent out twenty teams of nearly 1,000 vanguard soldiers to search and advance five miles outside the army. Each vanguard infantry squad
The distance between them will never exceed two miles. If any squad is attacked, reinforcements will arrive within ten minutes. There will never be a situation like the last time an infantry squadron attacked but was almost wiped out.
Sakamoto Masaemon, who had sufficient military strength, was like a hunter, using the army as bait and using sharp soldiers to set up a dragnet around him, just waiting for those damn little mosquitoes to be caught in the net.
It has to be said that after experiencing the first day of the attack, Sakamoto Masaemon's trick seemed to work. For a whole day, there was no more attack.
However, at night, the damn mosquitoes popped out again to suck blood. The nearly 40,000 troops plus various horses and vehicles formed a queue of nearly 20 miles. The search teams of ten on the left and right sides could not cover every inch of the land, especially
It was under the cover of darkness.
The attackers often complete their actions within thirty seconds. By the time the search team arrives, which takes seven or eight minutes, they have already fled.
The mosquito net woven by Lieutenant General Sakamoto is too big to catch a few small mosquitoes in the mountains at night.
It's not that the Japanese generals don't want to send more troops, but when they think about the next half month of the trip, the entire army has to be on alert for a few small mosquitoes as if the war is coming. The faces of several Japanese generals
The expression on his face was extremely ugly.
That would be a shame comparable to that of the Eighth Division, which had become a shame to the Kwantung Army.
The Japanese army was so angry that once they were attacked, the artillery unit that had been on standby fired artillery fire at the attacker's location.
The four infantry cannons fired nearly a hundred rounds of artillery shells. Using the artillery to fight mosquitoes also showed the Japanese army's hatred for the attackers.
However, the attackers were still like invincible enemies, and launched a sneak attack on the Japanese army for the second time in a row on the same night. Without thinking, four more infantry cannons fired wildly at the mountains hundreds of meters away.
However, the location chosen by the attackers on Bagaya Road was really bad, and the fly-shaped Japanese search team was too aggressive, as if they were smelling smelly meat.
According to the gunfire, the attacker was only four hundred meters away from them. They had never been so close to those nasty mosquitoes.
Then, the Japanese team that was eager to make meritorious deeds became miserable.
Not to mention that artillery shells are never equipped with any kind of identification friend or foe system. Even if they are installed, the flying shrapnel and air waves will not care whether you are Chinese or Japanese. If you are hit, it will be the same.
Four cannons and a dozen grenades that joined the bombing group covered at least 2,000 square meters of mountains. While blowing up the mountains into a piece of white ground, they also blew the Japanese soldiers who were caught off guard into the sky.
Half of an infantry squad was killed by their own artillery, and the other half was left uninjured.
Upon hearing this information, His Excellency Major General Jiro Hattori, who was in charge of the artillery mosquito control plan, almost spat out a mouthful of blood eight feet away.
Fortunately, after continuing to hold on for four days, the Japanese army finally walked out of the mountains and into the plains and was about to reach Chengde City. The lingering attackers finally retreated.
Without the cover of the mountains, Liu Lang was not so stupid to provoke tens of thousands of troops. Even if he could run again, he could not outrun the cannonballs.
Watching the Japanese army coming out of the mountains and heading towards Chengde City, Liu Lang put down his binoculars and said, "Let's go, we don't have much time."
The direction the three people left was not the Great Wall.
Instead, continue heading north, north of Rehe.
There, their old rivals are waiting for them.
Who else could it be? The Eighth Division.
The Eighth Division, which was extremely short of supplies, was no longer able to continue its journey northward. Being weighed down by thousands of seriously wounded soldiers, they could only stand by and collect food on the spot while waiting for Sakamoto Masaemon's second troops to return to Rehe.
The Sixth Division sent enough supplies.
However, it was originally possible to reach Chengde in three days by marching at full speed. However, the Sixth Division, which arrived at the headquarters of the Eighth Division in six days, was harassed by a few small mosquitoes and had to walk for four full days before reaching Chengde.
Although the legendary baggage warehouse is no longer there, there are still tens of thousands of Chinese people.
Masaemon Sakamoto, the top frontline commander of the Japanese army who was responsible for the supply of two divisions and two mixed brigades, had sworn a few days ago that Chengde City would be looted. That was a response to a few hateful Chinese "mosquitoes"
The best reply I have done these days.
Thinking of the tens of thousands of Chinese people who would cry and die of cold and hunger, Sakamoto Masaemon couldn't help but have a cruel smile on his face. The weak sick man of East Asia is not worthy of having such a vast and fertile land. These should be
Belongs to the hard-working and brave people of Japan.
Sakamoto Masaemon, who was full of responsibility and revenge, received a piece of news that made him so depressed that he almost vomited blood before he arrived at the city gate of the capital of Rehe Province.
The entire city of Chengde is already an empty city, with not even a human hair on it.
No, it cannot be said that there is no one at all. If the dozens of mutilated corpses that were dragged everywhere by wild dogs on the street can be considered human corpses, then there are still dozens of dead people.
The reason why the exact number of people cannot be determined is that all the wild dogs that were shot were too fat. While they feasted on the abundant and unrestricted "meat" these days, the mutilated Japanese corpses had already
Unable to spell out the human form.
"Baga, where are the Chinese?" Sakamoto Masaemon was furious. "Send troops into the mountains to search. The Chinese who are as timid as mice must have hid in the mountains. Find them and rob them all."
No, please take me to see the baggage warehouse of the Eighth Division." Neji Okamura, who was frowning at the side, seemed to have thought of something and was shocked.
Several Japanese generals who hurried to the Eighth Division's baggage warehouse in the northeast corner of Chengde City were stunned when they looked at the floor of the warehouse where not even a grain of grain was left.
If the supplies were burned, no one would be surprised. Anyone else would have to do the same.
However, are there any signs of fire here and there? It's as if they have moved and been cleaned. The shabby old Chinese official residence is actually very clean.
But that is enough food to feed tens of thousands of troops for nearly half a month! There are also firearms and ammunition that can be used to change the equipment of a full brigade, but all of them have been emptied?
You must know that the Japanese army used five large baggage brigades to transport millions of kilograms of supplies. Could it be that the Chinese also have a large number of cars?
"Lieutenant General Sakamoto, there is no need to search the mountains. I know where the Chinese went." Neji Okamura sighed.
"There?"
"The Chinese emptied their warehouses and hid in the Great Wall Mountains." Okamura Neiji pointed to the distant mountains, with a deep bitter look on his face.
Several Japanese generals looked horrified.
They were all generals with extremely rich combat experience. Okamura Neji just mentioned it a little, and they had already thought of the cause and effect.
Except for that damn Great Wall Group, there is no one else.
Using tens of thousands of manpower to transport millions of supplies, still during wartime, or when facing an enemy whose numerical advantage is far greater than one's own, what a crazy move this must have been made by a crazy commander!
"Liu Lang is more terrifying than I thought. He will definitely become the empire's enemy in the future. This is the best chance to eliminate him, what a pity!" Okamura Neiji looked into the distance and muttered to himself.