Rise from eight hundred Chapter 118 Destined to become an outcast? (Please give me monthly votes! Please give me monthly votes! Please give me monthly votes!)
Chapter 118 Destined to become an outcast? (Please give me monthly votes! Please give me monthly votes! Please give me monthly votes!)
"What do you mean, your Excellency, the captain, to put pressure on the Western Concession?" Makino Toshifuku reached his heart, his eyes bursting with brilliance.
"That's right! As the saying goes, success or failure depends on each other. It all depends on one's own choices." Wakitajiro's eyes were filled with excitement.
"The Chinese chose a good place. The Sihang Warehouse is backed by the concession. However, in order to avoid escalating the situation and drawing Western countries into the war, we were unable to use our heavy artillery and air superiority to attack it.
However, the Chinese have missed an extremely important point, that is, to Westerners, they are just a group of indigenous people for them to suck blood from, and they can be abandoned at any time once their own interests are involved.
You said that if our army issues a warning that in order to avoid heavy casualties of the Imperial Japanese Army, it will be forced to bombard the Chinese fortress with heavy artillery or even naval gun. Please leave the Western friends in the concession for the time being.
How would Westerners react?”
"They will definitely panic and put pressure on me, the Foreign Minister, through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to force the Imperial Army to abandon this plan." Makino Jun continued the words of his boss, who seemed to have become flexible.
"Hehe, as the saying goes, water from afar cannot quench the thirst that is close by. By the time they attack my foreign minister in the consulates of various countries, the concessions may have been blown into rubble by our artillery fire.
Especially when that big guy is not too far away from the Four Lines Warehouse, and even we ourselves can't guarantee that artillery fire will not come there." Jiro Wakibata sneered sinisterly.
"Tell me, do those Westerners in the concession dare to take this risk?"
"They must not dare!" Makino Jun had completely understood his boss's thoughts. A look of admiration flashed across his face. He shook his head and sighed: "The moment they received the news, they must have panicked. On the one hand, they faced our government
Protesting, on the other hand, will inevitably put pressure on the Chinese government and order its defenders to retreat.
And we can completely conquer the last position in Songhu and Zhabei without firing a shot. The dispatched army headquarters can also report to the base camp that we have won a complete victory in the Battle of Songhu.
Your Excellency, the commander of the alliance, this plan is very good, really very good!"
Maybe the captain of a certain regiment was not very reliable in the past two days, but this move was really good. The Japanese lieutenant colonel was definitely sincere this time, and there was no falsehood at all.
This may be the legendary saying "A fool will surely succeed after all his worries"! This move hits the Chinese people's vital point.
The Chinese may be determined to fight the empire to the death, but at this juncture, they are still dreaming of waiting for the mediation of the United Nations General Assembly, and they will never offend the Western countries that control the United Nations General Assembly.
"Makino-kun, your analysis is good, but you are only half right." Wakitajiro's eyes grew darker, and he continued to explain his tactical concepts in the face of his subordinates' slightly puzzled doubts.
"Our 36th Infantry Regiment suffered so many sacrifices in this battle. How could we let this Chinese army go so easily and allow it to withdraw into the concession?"
"If you want to cross the Suzhou River to the concession, the only way is the Suzhou River Bridge. What do you mean, the commander of the regiment, when they are ordered to retreat, block the bridge deck with machine guns and shoot them all on the bridge deck?"
Makino Jun's eyes flashed with a fierce look.
The Japanese lieutenant colonel also hated the Chinese garrison with all his heart. Wakibajiro's future was basically over, and the situation of his regimental deputy might not be as good either.
Although he is not the top leader and does not have to bear the responsibility for defeat, it is almost certain that he will not be promoted for several years. This is a fatal blow to a soldier who is committed to becoming a general and has enough ambition.
In fact, this is one of the reasons why Japan launched a war against China in advance and completely embarked on the path of independence.
Without war, in peacetime, would there be as many general posts to satisfy the ambitions of young Japanese soldiers?
"It is necessary to block the bridge, but just shooting some of them, how can we relieve the hatred in our hearts?" Jiro Wakiba showed a cold expression on his face.
"There is a Chinese idiom, called the turtle in the urn. As long as the remnants of the Chinese defenders retreat into the Western Concession, they will really become the turtle in the urn."
"Please also ask your Excellency, the captain of the unit, to clear up any doubts."
"We will continue to put pressure on the Western concessions, asking them to disarm and detain the Chinese troops who fled to the concessions and not let them go even half a step outside the concessions. If violated, we will have the power to enter the concessions with armed forces to hunt down the Chinese troops.
"Wakiitajiro said firmly.
"However, the Western Concession will definitely not allow us to do this." Makino Jun was stunned for a moment.
Westerners are not Chinese, and Japan does not really dominate the world, and no one dares to disobey an order. Some Japanese lieutenants still know this.
"Westerners are very self-sufficient, so naturally they will not be easily coerced by us." Jiro Wakita nodded. "But, what do you think Chinese people are in the eyes of Westerners?"
"Your Excellency, the captain, is wise!" Makino Jun finally became completely excited.
"The so-called coordination and compromise is just a matter between the strong. The weak Chinese people are not worthy of sitting at the negotiating table, so they are destined to become victims of the balance between the strong."
"Yo Xi! Makino-kun, please send a message to the division headquarters as soon as you return to the regiment headquarters, and request your Excellency, the commander of the dispatched army, for approval." Jiro Wakibata smiled broadly, looking at the standing tower in the distance that had given him such a headache.
The shadow of the dark building is not very sad:
"I have to thank those Chinese people! They taught me a truth: with a little bit of courage, you may only be able to win the battlefield, but you can't win the war."
Makino Jun......
Can you be any more shameless?
Two cobblers who were driven away by the stench of their own camp turned into half Zhuge Liang when a breeze blew by the Suzhou River and came up with a poisonous plan.
Perhaps only Tang Dao knows best. In the past time and space, their poisonous plan was really successful.
Under pressure from the Western Concession, the man who wanted to seek support from the Western world finally ordered this heroic force to withdraw into the Western Concession.
However, the people withdrew, but the Japanese army's vicious plan came true again. The concession authorities chose the side of the Japanese army, which was currently stronger, and perfidiously disarmed this heroic force and detained it in the military camp in the concession.
For three full years, until the Pacific War broke out, the Japanese army brazenly sent troops to capture the concession, captured this heroic unit that repeatedly inflicted heavy losses on the Japanese army on the battlefield, and most of them were sent to small islands in the Pacific for labor service.
Of the nearly 400 people, only a hundred or so survived in the end.
It is a tragedy for the entire nation that such an elite army who fought hundreds of battles did not die on the battlefield, but died due to the machinations of the Japanese and the perfidy of the Western world.
But in this time and space, Tang Dao came.
Tang Dao, who was lying on the bed roll after taking a bath, had not fallen asleep for a long time.
If the memory is correct, tonight is the moment when Japan, the Western Concession, and China compete with each other at the top.
Waiting until daytime tomorrow, the third day of the Battle of Sihang Warehouse, there will be a secret message from superiors, ordering the defenders to abandon their positions and withdraw into the concession late at night on the 29th, ending this struggle that has attracted worldwide attention.
Eight hundred! Destined to become an outcast!
He had to do something, not only for them, but also for himself.
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