Chapter 890 Those who are not afraid of death and those who are afraid of death!
Licheng County was completely awakened!
The crazy flying radio waves also drove the top commanders of the Japanese troops in Lucheng and Shecheng out of their warm beds.
"Baga! Damn the Chinese, how can they be so bold?" Xiong Yuan, commander of the 108th Division, opened his eyes in disbelief as he took the distress message from Licheng that was urgently sent from the division headquarters.
If his memory is correct, since the Fifth Division captured Yuancheng, the capital of Shanxi Province, China has been retreating steadily and has never used large-scale troops to counterattack the cities that the empire has occupied. The only thing they can do is
He just hides in the mountains in the Shanluqi District and jumps out from time to time to cause trouble for the empire.
But what's the use? As long as the imperial army occupies cities and transportation lines and continuously compresses their living space, without supplies, those Chinese troops will eventually be trapped in the mountains.
There is precedent for this. For example, in the Northeast, all supplies are firmly in the hands of the Kwantung Army. The extremely cold weather in winter and the mountains and forests that can no longer provide sufficient food will not only cause people to die in despair, but also
The loss of fighting spirit and determination is also the reason why the Chinese resistance army ultimately failed to form a climate in the Northeast.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
The several major imperial divisions that entered Jin Province all adhered to this tactic. They temporarily gave up the pursuit of the Chinese troops hiding in the mountains and devoted themselves to occupying county towns and important transportation lines. The 108th Division was responsible for opening up HD to Changzhi.
The transportation line was detoured to the west of Linfen, another important city in Shanxi Province, to make final preparations for the complete capture of eastern Shanxi.
Yes, after the defeat in the Battle of Yuancheng, the Shanxi Provincial Government and the Theater Command moved to Linfen to make a final resistance. Naturally, the Japanese North China Front Army would not allow the Chinese army to gain a foothold and resist. Moreover, the eastern side of Shanxi is the land of Kanto.
If we conquer there, we can advance to the Hetao to the west, threaten Sichuan Province to the southwest, and enter central China to the south. By then, the two major Japanese front armies will be able to sweep away most of China.
The Japanese's strategy was perfectly conceived, and it almost succeeded in the past time and space, because Jindong was much tougher than they imagined.
It is precisely because of this strategy that the 108th Division stockpiled a large amount of military supplies and food in Licheng and Lucheng, and even Lieutenant General Xiong Yuan, the division commander, was on the front line.
But what Little Bear, no, Lieutenant General Yuan Xiong, the division commander, didn’t expect was that as soon as the supplies were almost stockpiled, the Chinese people surrounded them like hyenas smelling the smell of blood.
No, it's not hyenas, it's damn Chinese dogs. What else can they do besides bluffing? Once the imperial army comes out, what's the point of an infantry division? Isn't it just like a chicken or a dog?
"Order the Muchuan Brigade to assemble immediately and prepare to reinforce Licheng! Notify the Xiwei Brigade in Shecheng to send troops for reinforcements!" Xiong Yuan gave the order without hesitation.
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, do you have to be wary of fraud?" Chief of Staff Da Zuo, who personally delivered the telegram, reminded his superiors vigilantly.
"Suzuki-kun, do you think we should just sit back and wait for the entire Qi Liang Brigade to be wiped out, or sit back and watch the imperial baggage be burned to the ground by the Chinese?" Xiong Yuan glanced at his deputy coldly.
In the Japanese army sequence, the role of chief of staff has always had little sense of existence, because his military rank is two levels lower than that of the military chief. For example, at the division level, the division commander is a lieutenant general, but the chief of staff is only a leftist, brigade commander.
At the regimental level, he is just a small center-left person. Not to mention competing with the military chief, the chief of staff of the division is not even as good as the two brigade commanders under the division. The only reason why people want to sit in this position is maybe
It is a ladder for promotion.
Therefore, most chiefs of staff are very honest, and that’s it for gold plating! This is almost an unspoken rule in the Japanese Army sequence.
But this guy from the 108th Division is not. He has always been very active. If he doesn't talk about anything, it's as if his job as chief of staff of the division is in vain.
If he were really his younger brother, Xia Xiong Yuan would probably be able to bear it, but this guy really wasn't. He came down from the 8th Division and was said to be returning to the 8th Division as the commander of the Major General Brigade in less than a year.
Yes, the 108th Division is a special division. From the beginning, it was the reserve division of the 8th Division. This is also a feature of the Japanese Army. For example, the reserve division of the 5th Division is called the 105th Division.
The reason why the 5th Division was so powerful in the last battle at Yuancheng - it was so impressive with just one division - was because they also added their own reserve division, the 105th Division. It was almost like two divisions were close to each other.
An army of 70,000 people.
Without this force, no matter how tough Itagaki is, he will still be defeated in Jin Province, where there are more than 200,000 Chinese troops.
I was already feeling anxious, but then I heard this guy say something very unpleasant, "Be careful, there's a scam." What, you're the only one who's so smart? Xiong Yuan didn't give him a big mouth on the spot.
How can I have a good tone if I restrain myself?
He was so choked up by the words that the Japanese army leader never said another word.
Xiong Yuan explained all the reasons. An infantry brigade with 1,300 people could not be abandoned, nor could the large amount of baggage accumulated in the past two weeks. Sending troops for reinforcements was the only option.
And Xia Xiong Yuan is not an idiot. Although Lucheng has a force close to an infantry regiment, he did not say that he would send them all out at once. He only sent an infantry brigade, plus the troops sent from Shecheng, to attack from both sides and attack from both sides.
With the cooperation of an infantry brigade in Shangli City, not to mention a Chinese infantry division, both of them are capable of fighting.
"However, what you said, Mr. Suzuki, makes sense. If the Chinese take advantage of the danger halfway to block our reinforcements, it may delay the speed of our reinforcements." Xia Xiong Yuan saw his wisdom and softened his tone, and also slowed down his tone. "Let's do this!
Order the division's chariot brigade to send out a chariot squad, the artillery regiment to send out an artillery squadron, and the cavalry regiment to send out a cavalry squadron to serve as their vanguard! Order all ministries to set off immediately after assembly without delay!"
"The division commander is wise!" Japanese Army Chief Zuo nodded heavily.
In the small city of Lu, the roar of the Type 94 armored vehicle engine tore through the quiet night sky, the sound of the hooves of war horses, and the sound of neat and heavy footsteps came one after another. The Chinese who didn't know why were hiding in their homes and didn't dare to go out. They didn't know that the Japanese
What kind of madness is this?
But a middle-aged businessman hiding in a two-story building near the city gate had a look of relief on his face.
The Japanese army in Lucheng finally moved. Judging from its size, it would never be less than an infantry brigade.
His mission was finally completed.
A radio wave flies into the distance!
Hiding in a bush on the cliff, Brigadier Cheng, who had frost on his helmet, looked at the figure of the brigade chief of staff, who was bending and speeding from the distance, and clenched his fists tightly.
"The Japanese army has been mobilized successfully. Use signal flares to inform the city. Don't worry, knock down their headquarters and continue to create chaos in the city!" Tang Dao laughed.
In the Wang family's mansion, Nakatama Saki kept issuing military orders and dispatching the Japanese troops in the city in an orderly manner, but this good thing gradually came to an end soon.
Apparently the Chinese cut the phone lines, and his infantry brigade clearly didn't have the luxury of equipping an infantry squadron with a radio.
"Baga! Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?" Qi Liangchuyu's roar echoed through the room where he was.
It's a pity that no one will bear the wrath of the Japanese Army center left this time.
All the Japanese who could hold guns went to the front lines to fight the Chinese.
Although there are not many Chinese people, their firepower is too fierce, far beyond the imagination of normal people, and it definitely should not be possessed by the Chinese.
If someone hadn't seen the typical oriental faces flashing across the ruins in the firelight, any Japanese soldier who had been humiliated by the terrible rain of bullets would subconsciously think that they were encountering a troop from the West. That was the terror they had.
Firepower.
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The nightmare first came from Heizi.
Heizi, who had already loaded the ammunition belt, lay on the roof and opened fire at the four sentry towers of the Japanese army headquarters that were almost parallel to him.
The violent recoil force of the MG34, which had become a heavy machine gun, was almost non-existent under the suppression of his thick arms, and his finger almost never let go of the trigger.
The MG34, which opened fire for the first time, fired a fiery red bullet clearly visible to the naked eye in the night sky at a spraying speed of almost 20 bullets per second. From left to right, it swung fiercely towards the searchlight and raised its gun.
The Japanese sentry aiming in the direction of the gate swept past.
It was an unprecedented long burst of fire for the MG34. It lasted for fifteen seconds. As Heizi released the trigger without feeling satisfied, the fiery whip disappeared in the sky.
The terrible result was that not only the four large searchlights were smashed, but also the four wooden sentry towers made of thick wooden boards made of roof beams and door panels were almost completely smashed.
The heavy machine gun MG34, which has an effective anti-air range of 1,000 meters, not only shreds the five-six centimeter-thick wooden board with its terrifying kinetic energy when fired flatly, it also smashed the Japanese troops hiding behind it into pieces. The eight Japanese sentries were unable to do anything.
People can survive.
The brutal blow came so fast that the Japanese army had no time to react.
He suddenly turned over and dodged a cold gun shot from nowhere in the courtyard. With a gun in one hand and a large package placed aside in the other, Heizi used his strength to kick the roof and jumped down. A shot from
The grenade launched from the grenade exploded three meters away from where he had just fired, causing pieces of debris to fly everywhere. If he had been slower for two seconds, he would have probably been hit by the explosion.
Heizi learned how accurate the Japanese grenade launchers were on the Songhu battlefield, and his caution made it possible for him to avoid any danger.
As long as you are on the battlefield, no matter what time, you must be cautious enough and have awe of any opponent. No matter how skilled you are, you can be knocked down with a single shot, even if the person holding the gun is just a child.
This is also the way of survival for a veteran who has experienced countless battlefields!
"Ten o'clock direction, distance, 160 meters, a grenade, Lu Zhongda, kill him." Heizi shouted as he rushed out of the house and ran along the wall.
Lu Zhongda, who was hiding in the yard of a two-story house 130 meters away from Wang's mansion, climbed up the beam like an ape, broke the roof with one punch and got in. He picked up a telescope and carefully observed the direction Heizi said.
There is no way, there are not enough special forces to sneak into the city, and all fire support personnel have to work part-time as observers.
Ten seconds later, Lu Zhongda, who finally found the target, jumped off the house, adjusted the muzzle and angle of the mortar, and with a "boom", the mortar shell hit about ten meters on the right side of the attack area. Normally, it would probably have hit the opponent.
A lot of dirt was sprinkled on his clothes, but steel ball bullets designed to kill people would not let go of their targets so easily.
The two Japanese soldiers belonging to the grenade team screamed and struggled for their lives on the ground.
What was even more unlucky than this was that they had just put a grenade into the grenade. As the grenade tilted, a grenade shot out like a flying monkey, and then hit a house more than 20 meters away.
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There was an explosion, and after two screams, the house burned violently. It was the house where the Japanese army headquarters stored oil.
Several large barrels of oil were ignited and the explosion was as powerful as an incendiary bomb. The surrounding Japanese troops were frightened and fled. If they had a choice, they would rather be killed by bullets than burned alive.
Then, their dream comes true.
The house lit by the fierce flames was like a big candle, and the bright firelight clearly illuminated the figures of the Japanese soldiers running in all directions.
"Bang! Bang!" The semi-automatic rifle in Shen Laoliu's hand fired almost non-stop.
However, at a distance of more than 100 meters, the fleeing Japanese soldiers were simply a living target for him.
To be honest, a semi-automatic rifle is the perfect rifle for a sniper like Shen Laoliu.
Shen Laoliu knew his abilities. He didn't have Niu Er's shooting talent. No matter how much he practiced, he couldn't become a marksman like Tang Dao who could kill enemies at six or seven hundred meters.
But he can rely on his gun sense to become another type - a continuous-shooting sharpshooter. The distance does not need to be too far, with the help of a scope, it can be between 300 meters and 400 meters.
If he cannot become a long-range assassin, he will become a serial killer. Shen Laoliu, who constantly breaks through himself on the battlefield, has found his own position. This is why Gu Xishui did not ask Niu Er to support this place, but went to another place.
reasons for the battlefield.
In terms of marksmanship, Niu Er surpassed Shen Lao Liu by several blocks, but in terms of decisiveness in killing, the sophisticated Shen Lao Liu was much better than Niu Er.
What is needed here is not a one-shot kill, but a cold-blooded butcher.
In just over 20 seconds, the Japanese soldiers whose bodies were exposed in the fire almost fell down ten consecutively, almost scaring Sakira Nakatama, who poked his head out of the hiding room to take a look at the situation, half to death, if it weren't for his head.
The communications second lieutenant who shrank quickly and almost jumped through the door but was still shot in the chest and vomited blood and was obviously dying, was his role model.
Now it's great, the communications lieutenant in charge of the radio code is dead. If Sakira Chutama, who desperately dragged the body of the communications lieutenant in, found the code book hidden in the dead ghost's chest, he would have cried at that moment.
No matter what the Japanese army center left said, he couldn't make the radio completely mute. What if Shimogen Kuma gave up on him? Although he knew that the possibility was extremely small, human life was precious and could not be lost like this.
Not even if there is a one in 10,000 chance.
"Wang Sang! If I find out that you are involved in this brigade attack, you know what will happen." The angry and hesitant Qi Liangzhongyu stared at the disheveled Chinese man running in front of him.
, shouted sternly.
In order to prevent the Wang family from playing any tricks, the head of the Wang family and his three sons were required to stay in the Wang family's mansion. It was called getting closer to the Imperial Japanese Army, but in reality it was surveillance and control. This was true from the beginning.
Everyone knows it.
In fact, if he didn't still have some unrealistic fantasies, he would now want to stab the fat man in front of him who had given him beautiful women and money.
If this damn house wasn't too conspicuous, would he, a majestic Imperial Japanese Army center-left, be so targeted by the Chinese?
This is the most typical shameless logic. When things go well, everything you do is OK, but as long as things don’t go well, everything you do is wrong.
"Don't you dare, Your Majesty the Captain, you know my king's loyalty to the Empire of Japan. If they come in, they will light a sky lantern for me! Your Excellency the Captain, if you can commit this crime in the future,
The enemy is repelled. I, Wang Tianqing, swear to God that I am willing to give one-third, no, half of my family property to you, the captain. I only ask that you can lead the Imperial Army of Japan to repel them." The disheveled fat man
The businessman's body was shaking like chaff. He suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged Qi Liangchuyu's legs, crying and begging with tears in his eyes.
Sakura Chutama's face looked a little better. Of course he understood why the fat guy in front of him was so afraid of his own people. It was because of betrayal!
As soon as the Imperial Army entered the city, this man took the initiative to come over. In the past ten days, he had been shouting "China-Japan Friendship" with a loudspeaker all over the street. If the Chinese army entered the city, he and his subordinates, Saki Ryo Nakatama, would
At best, the imperial infantry would be dead, but for this one, his whole family might be beheaded, and he himself was more likely to be lit as a sky lantern by the Chinese as lamp oil as he said. With his fat body
, it can burn for at least three days and three nights!
Although he is not an expert on China, Qi Liangzhongyu still knows a little about those weird but extremely painful punishments in ancient China. For example, the lighting of sky lanterns mentioned by Fatty is one of the most terrible punishments.
The prisoner was stripped naked, wrapped in linen, and then soaked in an oil tank. Oil and human body fat were used as lamp oil to light the prisoner. As for the length of ignition, it depended on the amount of body fat.
One look at the figure of the shrewd Chinese businessman in front of me. He is a good material for this. No wonder it scares him to tears!
However, what he wants now is not the loyalty of this fat guy, he wants to survive!
The Chinese outside are really outrageous. Not only do they have heavy machine guns, but they also have mortars. He has no time to find out how they were brought in. He must leave here before the Chinese attack.
"Wang Sang, I believe in your loyalty to the empire, but I need to leave here as soon as possible and go to the front line to command. This is your territory. Do you have any good ideas?" Seeing this man crying but not doing anything, Qi Liangzhong said
Yu personally helped him up and tried his best to give him guidance.
"There is a tunnel in my firewood shed that leads directly to a house 80 meters outside the backyard! Due to its old age and disrepair, I can only barely walk. Let me and my three dogs lead the way for the captain!" The fat businessman finally took the road.
My legs are still shaking.
Obviously, this was the last means of escape prepared by this man for himself. If it hadn't been for what happened today, even if Sakira Chutama became his father, the pale Japanese Army Zhongzuo would not have known about it.
What he was afraid of now was that the Japanese Army center left suddenly turned against him and refused to recognize him. After all, he had hidden this stupid boy for half a month.
"Yusi! Then let's do what you say, Wang Sang!" Saki Liangzhongyu seemed to have forgotten about being deceived, and a bright smile bloomed on his face.
Deception is nothing! How can I say that my life was saved? The hand left by the fat Chinese man is certainly hateful, but it is nothing compared to his money.
The Japanese Army center left, whose heart was beating wildly just now, suddenly felt that he was okay again.
