Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 890

Licheng County was completely awakened!

The wildly 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 brave?" Xia Xiong Yuan, commander of the 108th Division, opened his eyes in disbelief as he took the distress message from Licheng sent urgently from the division headquarters.

If his memory is correct, since the Fifth Division captured Yuancheng, the capital of Shanxi Province, the Chinese have been retreating steadily and have never used large-scale troops to counterattack the cities that the empire has occupied. The only thing they can do is Just hiding in the mountains with rugged mountain roads, jumping out from time to time to cause trouble for the empire.

But then, what's the use? As long as the imperial troops occupy cities and transportation lines and continue to compress 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 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 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 strategy was very well 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 has stockpiled a large amount of military supplies and food in Licheng and Lucheng, and even Lieutenant General Xiong Yuan, the division commander, is on the front line.

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, not hyenas, but **** Chinese native dogs. What else can they do besides bluffing? Once the imperial army comes out, what will happen to an infantry division? Aren't they just like chickens and dogs?

“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?” The Chief of Staff, who personally brought the telegram to him, reminded his superiors vigilantly.

“Suzuki-kun, do you think we should 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 never had a 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 colonel. The rank is just a small lieutenant general. 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 may be that Belongs to a ladder of promotion.

So, most chiefs of staff are very honest, just gild them and that's it! 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 insist on talking 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, Xiong Yuan would probably be able to endure 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 Fifth Division was so powerful in the last battle of Yuancheng - the strength of one division was soaring, was because they also added their own reserve division, the 105th Division, which was almost 70,000 in two divisions. An army of 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, and then I heard this guy's extremely unpleasant words, “Be careful, there's a scam.” What, you're the one who's so smart? Xiong Yuan was very restrained if he didn't give him a big mouth on the spot. How could he have a good tone?

The Japanese army commander was so choked up that he never said another word.

Next, Xiong Yuan finished 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 and block our reinforcements halfway, it may delay the speed of our reinforcements." Seeing his wisdom, Xiong Yuan also softened 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 spearheads! Order all ministries to set off immediately after assembly without delay!"

“The division commander is wise!” The Japanese Army Colonel 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 hoofbeats of war horses and the sound of neat and heavy footsteps came one after another. The Chinese who did not know why were hiding in their homes and did not dare to go out. They did not 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 has finally moved. Judging from its size, it will 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, whose helmet had already been covered with white frost, looked at the figure of the brigade chief of staff bending down 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, Sakira Nakatama kept issuing military orders and dispatching the Japanese troops in the city in an orderly manner. However, this good thing gradually came to an end soon.

Apparently the Chinese cut the telephone lines, and his infantry brigade clearly did not have the luxury of equipping an infantry squadron with a radio.

"Baga! Why haven't 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 Lieutenant Colonel this time.

All Japanese who could hold a gun went to the front line 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 should definitely 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 only their fear. Firepower.

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 released the trigger.

The MG34, which opened fire at full power 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 rounds per second. From left to right, it swung fiercely towards the searchlight and also raised its gun. The Japanese sentry aiming in the direction of the gate swept over.

That 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 watchtowers 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 up to 1,000 meters, not only shreds the five or six centimeter-thick wooden board with its terrifying kinetic energy when fired flatly, but also smashes the Japanese troops hiding behind it into pieces, leaving eight Japanese sentries without a chance. People can survive. The fierce blow came so fast that the Japanese army had no time to react.

Heizi suddenly turned over and dodged a cold 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 grenade launched from a grenade exploded three meters away from where he had just shot, causing pieces of tiles to fly everywhere. If he was slower than two seconds, he would probably be blown up.

The Japanese grenadier's accuracy was something Heizi learned personally on the Songhu battlefield, and his caution made it possible for him to avoid any danger.

As long as you are on the battlefield, you must be cautious enough and have awe of any opponent at any time. No matter how skilled he is, he can be knocked down with just one 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 courtyard 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 other way. There are not enough special forces sneaking into the city, so 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. There was a lot of dirt 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. .

The explosion sounded, and after two screams, the house burned violently. It was the house where oil was stored at the Japanese brigade headquarters.

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 in all directions. If they had a choice, they would rather be killed by bullets than burned alive.

Then their dreams come 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.

With a distance of only more than 100 meters, the fleeing Japanese army was a living target for him.

To be honest, a semi-automatic rifle is the perfect rifle for a sniper like Shen Laoliu.

Shen Laoliu knows his abilities. He doesn't have Niu Er's shooting talent. No matter how much he practices, he can't become a marksman like Tang Dao who can 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 assistance of a scope, between 300 meters and 400 meters.

If he couldn't become a long-range assassin, he would become a serial killer. Shen Laoliu, who constantly broke through on the battlefield, found his own position. This was why Gu Xishui did not ask Niu Er to support this place, but went to another place. battlefield reasons.

In terms of marksmanship, Niu Er outclasses Shen Lao Liu by several blocks, but in terms of decisiveness in killing, the sophisticated Shen Lao Liu is much better than Niu Er.

Here, what is needed is not a one-hit kill, but a cold-blooded butcher.

In just over 20 seconds, the Japanese soldiers who were exposed in the fire almost fell down ten people in a row. Sakira Nakatama, who poked his head out of the hiding room to take a look at the situation, was almost frightened 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.

This is great, the communications lieutenant in charge of the radio code is dead. If Sakira Nakatama, 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 Lieutenant Colonel 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 rare, human life was precious and could not be lost like this, even if Even if there is a one in ten thousand 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 who ran in front of him. , shouted sternly.

In order to prevent the Wang family from playing 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 fantasy, he would now want to stab the fat man in front of him who had given him beautiful women and money.

If this **** house is too conspicuous, would he, a dignified Lieutenant Colonel of the Imperial Japanese Army, 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 Excellency 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, Captain, if you can commit this crime in the future, If 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, if you can lead the Imperial Japanese Army to repel them." The disheveled fat man. The businessman's body was shaking like chaff, and he suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged Qi Liangchuyu's legs, crying and begging with runny nose and tears.

Saki Rangchutama's face is a little better. Of course he understands why the fat guy in front of him is so afraid of his own people. It's 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 "ChinJapan 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 Liangchutama still knows a little about the weird but extremely painful punishments in ancient China. For example, the fat man said that lighting a sky lantern is one of the most terrible punishments.

The prisoner is stripped naked, wrapped in linen, and then soaked in an oil tank. Oil and human body fat are used as lamp oil to light the prisoner. As for the length of ignition, it depends on the amount of body fat.

Looking at the size 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 just crying but not showing up, Qi Liangzhong said Jade 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 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.

It's just that my legs are still shaking.

Obviously, this was the last means of escape prepared by this man for himself. If he hadn't encountered what happened today, even if Sakura Nakatama became his father, he would not have let the pale Japanese Army Lieutenant Colonel know about it.

What he was afraid of now was that the Japanese army lieutenant colonel would suddenly turn against him. After all, he had hidden this idiot for half a month.

“Yo Xi! Then let's do what you say, Wang Sang!” Qi Liangzhongyu seemed to have forgotten about being deceived, and a bright smile broke out 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 Lieutenant Colonel, whose heart was beating wildly just now, suddenly felt that he was okay again.

Chapter end

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