As soon as Colonel Yamamoto rushed out of the war room, a harsh scream came over him.
"It's an artillery attack, the guard commander needs to move!" The guard's face turned pale instantly and he shouted.
"Rumble..."
An explosion soon sounded behind everyone, and six fireballs and six thick plumes of black smoke rose up almost simultaneously, appearing in Yamamoto's field of vision.
"Bagaya Road is where the infantry is stationed. All six artillery shells hit the target. The infantry will definitely suffer heavy casualties." Colonel Yamamoto cried out heartbroken.
Then his whole body was covered with anger and he cursed loudly.
"There must be Eighth Route Army observation posts around to guide their artillery units in the direction of bombardment, otherwise they wouldn't be able to bomb so accurately."
The adjutant responded quickly: "I will immediately send people to search and kill these observation posts."
"Confused!"
Yamamoto continued to curse: "Looking for one or two observation posts in such a large area is different from looking for a needle in a haystack."
"By the time you find them, the shelling of the garrison will have ended."
"Even if we succeed in killing these observation posts, as long as the heavy artillery is still there and has shells, they can send new observation posts over and continue to bombard our base, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."
"Rumble..."
The second round of artillery shells hit, and under the firelight caused by the explosion, they could clearly see the soldiers being blown away.
More soldiers were overturned by the air waves generated by the explosion of the artillery shells, and fell to the ground without moving. Eighty percent of them were killed by the shock wave.
The adjutant became anxious and immediately asked: "Sir, since setting up observation posts is only treating the symptoms but not the root cause, then we can directly send troops to attack their artillery."
"As long as those heavy artillery are destroyed, the garrison will no longer be able to attack us from a distance like they are now."
"No..." Colonel Yamamoto refused without hesitation.
Then he stared at the adjutant and asked: "Can you guarantee that there will be no ambush from the garrison regiment on our way to attack the garrison regiment's artillery position?"
"Are you sure that this is just a long-distance artillery attack, and not a conspiracy by the garrison to lure us into the trap with six heavy artillery pieces, and then concentrate our forces to attack our attacking troops to lure the enemy deeper?"
The adjutant was confused. Faced with a series of rhetorical questions from Colonel Yamamoto, he could not say a word.
In the end, I could only place my hope on the captain. He looked at Colonel Yamamoto and asked eagerly: "Sir, what should we do?"
"First withdraw the troops from their base to avoid tonight's shelling."
"If we really want to attack the artillery unit of the garrison and destroy the heavy artillery that can threaten us, we must report it to the brigade commander, who will take unified command and contact the aviation force to cooperate with us and operate during the day."
"If we attack rashly on our own, we may lose my wife and lose our troops."
At the independent mixed brigade headquarters, Nakata Yamaro is still waiting for news.
Intelligence officers, scouts, spies, and all the troops that could be dispatched were sent out with one purpose, to find out Li Hao's life and death.
"General, there's a situation..." The chief of staff suddenly came over with a solemn look on his face.
"Our intelligence personnel lurking in the garrison base risked their lives to send a piece of information."
"They learned from within the garrison that the leader of the garrison, Li Hao, was seriously injured in our assassination operation, but after rescuing his life, he is no longer seriously injured. He has woken up from a coma and can speak normally."
"In order to facilitate command and prevent Li Hao from having another accident, the garrison regiment not only surrounded the hospital tightly and maintained high security, but also moved the regiment headquarters to the field hospital to facilitate Li Hao to directly command the operation."
Nakata Yamaro immediately frowned.
This result was not what he wanted.
Even if you are seriously injured, you can recover at any time and return to the team. And as long as your head is clear, you can command the troops to fight even if you are seriously injured.
This means that the garrison is still under the command of Li Hao.
His plan to weaken the combat effectiveness of the garrison through beheading and take the opportunity to defeat the garrison failed.
There is no result that can be presented to the higher-ups. Facing the defeat that is over, even if someone from the higher-ups can speak to him, there is no reason.
Is his military career really going to end here?
The hope on Nakata Yamaro's face disappeared little by little, and then was slowly replaced by despair.
"No, I can't just stay here waiting for punishment from my superiors, and then leave here in despair. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, I can't give up." Such a voice suddenly appeared in Nakata Yamaro's mind.
Then a glimmer of hope rekindled on the despairing face.
"Chief of Staff, is it possible that the intelligence is wrong, or that he is a tomboy deliberately released by the garrison?"
The chief of staff hesitated and replied: "It's not impossible."
"Our opponents are too cunning. The commando survivors reported clearly: There were dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers targeted by heavy mortars. How could it be possible that only Li Hao survived? The others were all dead. This
There are too many questions in it.”
"I know the power of heavy mortars very well. When a shell explodes, within a radius of ten meters, even if it is protected by a turret, it will be killed by the shock wave."
"Even if all the dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers lay on Li Hao and used their bodies to form a human wall to protect him, those human walls were not as strong as the stone walls used to build gun towers. How could it be possible to ensure that Li Hao would not die alone?"
The chief of staff's analysis further confirmed Nakata Yamaro's guess.
Then a bold idea came to my mind.
"Since the investigation force and intelligence department cannot confirm the authenticity of this news, we will confirm it ourselves."
"Whether Li Hao is dead or not, we will let the troops try to find out."
"I have thoroughly studied Li Hao's combat style, and I can definitely tell whether Li Hao is directing the operations of the garrison through the counterattack of the garrison."
"Order the remaining two lines of the brigade to mop up the troops, cover each other after dawn, and go directly to the garrison base area."
"Hi……"
Just as the chief of staff was about to give an order, a communications staff officer rushed over in a hurry, and the two almost collided.
"Sir, there's an urgent call from Yamamoto Regiment!"
"how so?"
The chief of staff just glanced at the contents of the telegram and frowned, shouting.
Returning to Nakata Yamaro's side again, he said with a solemn expression: "General, there is no need for us to try. The garrison has already killed us one step ahead."
"Yamamoto Kyiden, they were attacked from a long distance by six heavy artillery pieces from the garrison, and the troops suffered heavy losses."
"Because they were worried that the garrison would lure the enemy deeper, they did not take the initiative to attack. They just evacuated the troops from their positions to avoid artillery fire."
Nakata Yamaro knitted his brows again and remained silent.
The garrison took the initiative to attack, which was too unexpected for him.
Although the Watanabe Alliance is gone, the advantage in strength is still in our hands. We are thankful that we do not continue to attack them. There is no reason to attack us at all.