Miyata Jiro's current mood is just like the condition of the road from Ukou to Pucheng, which is extremely bad.
Under Shozo Kawabe's iron-fisted crackdown, the 104th Division's fraud incident finally subsided. However, before finding out the details of the heartless cannon, Kawabe Shozo did not rashly order the 104th Division to attack Pucheng.
It was not until the Special High School Division figured out that the heartless cannon was just a mortar-like explosive charge thrower modified from a gasoline barrel that Kawabe Shozo was completely relieved, and then ordered the Kumamoto Division and Osaka Division to attack Ome at the same time.
Launch a centripetal attack in the mountainous area.
The Osaka Division started out slightly earlier than the Kumamoto Division, but the progress was much slower than the Kumamoto Division. Nearly twenty hours have passed since the attack was launched last night. The Kumamoto Division
The regiment has advanced for more than a hundred miles, and has even captured the county seat of Shan County, but the Osaka Division has only advanced less than thirty miles, and is still a full fifty miles away from Pu County!
As a result, the faces of the Osaka Division, from the division commander down to the squad leaders, were all disgraced. And Jiro Miyata, as the captain of the 108th Forward Infantry Regiment, was even more disgraced.
, Therefore, Jiro Miyata didn't have a good face all day long. Several orderlies were slapped several times for no reason, and they didn't know where to go to talk about their grievances.
No, Jiro Miyata is furious again.
"Baga!" Jiro Miyata slammed the military water cup on the canvas table and yelled, "Why boiling water? You want to burn me to death? I want to drink cold water, cold water!"
"Hai." An orderly came forward in a hurry, bowed first, and then hurriedly helped Miyata Jiro pour out the boiling water in the cup and replace it with clean cold water, but secretly said in his heart that he would drink boiled water later.
After a while, we had to drink cold water, which made us miserable. It was really hard to live this day.
Jiro Miyata picked up the water glass that had been replaced with cold water and had just taken a sip when a sudden gunshot sounded outside the tent. Several orderlies immediately became nervous and quickly took out their southern-style pistols to guard Jiro Miyata's surroundings.
Jiro Miyata paid no attention to it and just drank water.
Over the past two days, Miyata Jiro has become completely numb. Ever since they passed Hat Mountain last night, on their way north, small groups of enemies would attack them almost every ten minutes, sometimes dozens of them.
Sometimes there are more than a dozen people, and sometimes there are even three or five guerrillas.
It is impossible to guard against such small-scale harassment. Just ignore it. The marksmanship of these guerrillas is quite accurate. If someone hits you suddenly, several people will be killed every time. But if you fight back, these guerrillas will kill a few people.
They ran faster than rabbits, and before the imperial army could send troops, they had already slipped into some nook and disappeared.
Anyway, they didn't catch a single guerrilla all night last night.
During the day today, the situation was slightly better, but from time to time guerrillas would still pop out from the woods, grass, or caves on the side of the road and fire a few shots.
Then he turned around and ran away.
It is precisely because of the endless harassment of the guerrillas that their progress has become extremely slow. They only moved forward more than ten miles last night, and today they only walked less than twenty miles during the day.
It was getting dark, but the officers and soldiers were extremely tired. Jiro Miyata could only order the camp to be stationed on the spot, because if the situation continued like this, the officers and soldiers would collapse from exhaustion.
Even if they were stationed in the camp, those damn guerrillas wouldn't let them properly build fortifications.
Every once in a while, a small group or groups of guerrillas would emerge from the darkness, fire a few shots into the camp, or throw a few grenades. Once, they even fired a grenade into the open space where they stored arms.
A mortar shell was fired, but fortunately it did not hit the target.
Finally, the fortifications were completed. Jiro Miyata thought that those damn guerrillas should have stopped. As a result, just as he sat down and prepared to take a sip of water, those damn guerrillas immediately appeared again. It was endless.
La return.
It was still the same, there were a few gunshots and explosions outside, and then they stopped immediately.
Then, Nishio Juichi, deputy captain of the 1st Infantry Battalion, came in and reported to Jiro Miyata: "Captain, another small group of Chinese guerrillas just attacked the camp of the 4th Infantry Squadron of the 1st Infantry Battalion, and two more
The warriors of the imperial army are broken into pieces.”
"Baga!" General Jiro Miyata drank a glass of water and asked, "So, have you killed any Chinese guerrillas?"
"No." Nishio shook his head and said, "These Chinese guerrillas are very cunning and very familiar with the nearby terrain. Moreover, they ran away after fighting. The imperial army had no time to organize a counterattack, so they failed to cause any damage to the Chinese guerrillas.
Effective killing."
Jiro Miyata cursed: "Bagayalu, these cunning Chinese people."
Nishio Juichi asked again: "Captain, do you need to leave enough troops to take on security duties tonight?"
"No need." Jiro Miyata shook his head and said, "Tomorrow your first infantry battalion will have to take on the role of forward. If you don't build up enough strength, I'm afraid it won't be able to cope with the coming situation, so just leave one infantry team to take charge of night vigilance.
This is just an attack by a small group of Chinese guerrillas. Although it is annoying, it does not pose a big threat."
"Hai." Nishio nodded heavily and turned around.
Jiro Miyata turned to his adjutant and said, "I'm going to sleep too. Don't wake me up unless the sky falls."
After saying that, Jiro Miyata fell down on the military blanket with wheat straw underneath. Within a moment, Jiro Miyata snored like a thunderous sound. Speaking of which, this old devil was indeed exhausted these days. First,
The 108th Infantry Regiment had a large-scale fraud. In order to deal with the fraud, this old man didn't sleep a wink for two consecutive nights. He followed Toshio Miyake as a military doctor in the field hospital. Then the fraud finally subsided.
, but the raids on Damei Mountain have also begun, so this old devil has not slept properly for almost three days and three nights.
After Miyata Jiro said so, the adjutant and several orderlies also returned to their tents, fell asleep, and soon fell asleep. These little devils had the same idea as Miyata Jiro,
They all believed that the guerrilla attacks were nothing more than scabies and did not pose much of a threat at all.
However, Jiro Miyata and these little devils did not know that from last night until now, the reason why there were only small-scale guerrilla attacks and no large-scale raids was because He Shuya did it deliberately. The reason why He Shuya was like this
The purpose of doing this is to paralyze the little devil and make him lose his vigilance, and then give him a cruel blow.
