Rise from the sword

Chapter 543

"Attention, the eight roads are coming, keep them well hidden, and never expose them."

In the devil's position, the low voice of the orderly from the regiment headquarters passed by.

From far to near, over and over again.

Hearing the sound behind the haystack bunker, Kazuo Saito subconsciously moved under the haystack. Then, he picked up the binoculars and extended his vision to look at the road in the distance.

In the oval field of vision, there was silence at the end of the road, and there was nothing.

As a veteran, Kazuo Saito had carefully surveyed it a long time ago, and he could see a road three kilometers away from his position. That is to say, the eighth road is at least three kilometers away at the moment, and he still has at least half an hour.

Thinking of this, he put down the binoculars and breathed a sigh of relief.

Kazuo Saito is a native of Hiroshima. He was recruited at the beginning of 39. After several months of recruit training, he officially joined the army in the same year and served in the Fifth Division. Of course, he was only a junior soldier at that time.

The following year, the Fifth Division took advantage of the excellent tradition of the Locust Army of the Great Japanese Empire, and entered French India without the permission of the base camp, which triggered international conflicts. As a result, the division head was dismissed.

Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise. In October of that year, the division was directly under the headquarters and became the first division to be reorganized into a mechanized unit.

Catching up with the trend, he became a first-class soldier after joining the army for less than a year.

In the second year, the Pacific War broke out, and the Fifth Division went to Nanyang, Malaysia and other places to fight. During this period, Kazuo Saito made many military exploits, and was promoted to Sergeant Cao along the way, and even Cao Chang was expected.

This speed is definitely not slow for a poor farmer born with no background.

Good luck and bad luck.

In the third year, that is, at the end of 42, Saito was seriously injured in a battle and was forced to return to China for treatment. By the time he fully recovered, it was already the end of the next year.

At this time, Japan was expanding its army on a large scale. As a senior veteran, he joined the army again to participate in the formation of a new army and officially became a squadron leader and lieutenant.

His squadron was also organized into the 69th Division last month.

During the period of healing and forming a new division, Kazuo Saito met many soldiers who had returned from the First Army and the North China Front Army for treatment, including even soldiers who were injured in the Battle of Central Henan.

Saito is good at speaking.

From the chats of those soldiers, through those few words, he clearly understood the changes that had taken place in the Shanxi area, and even clearly constructed the appearance of the Eight Routes in his mind.

The number of people is large, well-trained, and the supply is endless.

Advanced weapons, excellent equipment, aircraft, tanks and heavy artillery have everything you expect, and the firepower is beyond powerful. Ammunition and equipment supplies are also an incredible abundance.

It can be said that Saito knows better than most people in the No. 60 Ninth Division that the Eighth Route Army is terrible.

From the very beginning, he knew that the division commander's ambush at this time was not so much for attacking the Eighth Route Army, as it was for General Heng Shanyong and for the base camp to explain.

Otherwise imagine it.

A division, a regiment, a total of [-] imperial troops, encountered the attack of the Eighth Route Army, and ran away. I am afraid that the locusts would be furious, and then ordered the commander to commit seppuku.

Not to mention whether a battalion can be wiped out.

Even if the final battle is successful and an Eighth Route Army battalion-level unit is annihilated, so what?

What's the point?

The opponent's strength is so sufficient, isn't it simple to replenish a battalion?
What's more, even if one battalion of the Eighth Route Army is eaten up, the ambush troops will inevitably suffer heavy casualties and consume a huge amount of supplies.

People can fully recover in a few days, and may even be stronger than before. Now the empire's main focus is on the Changheng battle, and various materials and supplements are given priority to the front line. After this battle, the 69th Division will have to lie down for more than half a year.

I don't know where the odds of the empire are?

Why do the base camp and the locust persist?

Wouldn't it be nice to surrender decently now?

Saito read a little when he was a child, and he has some cultural background. Although he dropped out of school because of his poor family, he usually loves reading. After entering the army, he had a way to get books.

But after all, he was just a lieutenant, a low-level officer.

With a narrow perspective, he will never be able to understand the current situation of the empire and the thoughts of high-level officials.

"Squadron leader, the eighth route is here..."

At this time, the voice of a team leader interrupted Saito's thoughts, and he raised his binoculars to look at the road in the distance again.

In the field of vision, the first thing that appeared was half a brigade of imperial soldiers, and these people seemed to be running away.

Afterwards, the Eighth Route Army of the brigade chased after them. At the beginning, there were three armored vehicles. With the help of an eight-fold telescope, Saito could even see the heavy machine guns shining on the roof of the armored vehicles.

"What will they do?"

Saito narrowed his eyes.

The Eighth Route Army is not a fool, even very smart.

In the past, when the Empire passed through dangerous road areas, it would send troops to investigate the dangerous areas, spreading to 500 meters on both sides of the road. The last time, it also required machine gun fire to detect to prevent ambushes.

He believed that even with the bait, Ba Lu would not rush into the ambush circle.

So he was very curious. It is said that the ammunition is so abundant that it is unimaginable how the eight roads will pass through this dangerous section.

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"Head, there is a canyon terrain ahead."

The battalion commander who was with Kong Jie also felt something was wrong as he led people to chase the devils in front of him.

The half brigade of little devils in front of them was marching along the road all the way, and it seemed that they were not being chased, but retreated purposefully, just like the bait used by the troops to attract devils into the ambush circle.

"I suspect."

He went on to say:

"The little devil is planning to ambush us."

"The front is a good place to ambush. I suggest sending a small group of troops to investigate first, and then pass through."

Glancing at the battalion commander beside him, Kong Jie was a little relieved.

Actual combat can increase the experience of the troops the fastest and promote the growth of the troops, not only the soldiers, but also the officers and cadres. Right now, the novice battalion commander has begun to grow rapidly.

"Don't be so troublesome."

Kong Jie shook his head:

"The gang of little devils in front of us must be the bait to lure us into the ambush circle."

"Although sending a reconnaissance team can find out the devil's ambush, since the devil dares to set up an ambush, he must be prepared. The reconnaissance team is very likely to suffer losses, so..."

As he said that, the corner of Kong Jie's mouth curled up:
"Notify the fighters to cover the two wings of the canyon ahead."

In the so-called war, we must maximize our strengths and avoid our weaknesses. The current army has a lot of ammunition and a shortage of troops, especially now that the main battalions of the independent regiment are all elite soldiers selected from the construction brigade.

He has a strong physical fitness, a cultural background, and a spirit of learning. The loss of one makes him feel distressed by the head of Kong Da.

As for bombs, ammunition.

Li Yunlong is having a headache recently, how should he use it up!
"Yes."

The battalion commander immediately went to assign tasks.

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the same moment.

Chang|sha.

In a headquarters.

"The devil will attack the city tomorrow."

A preserved general in lieutenant general's uniform patted Cai Jigang on the shoulder:

"You take someone to Heng|Yang first."

"General Zhang..."

Cai Jigang moved his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, the devils were coming in menacingly, but this time, the situation in Chang|sha was obviously different from the previous battles.

Devils are stronger than before.

At present, the troops in Changsha City are demoralized. After fighting the War of Resistance for so many years, the equipment loss is serious. The troops are not as good as each year. In the entire Ninth War Zone, the artillery is mainly equipped with a small number of honest Russian artillery, and there is a shortage of shells.

On the contrary, several German-made 150 heavy artillery are the absolute main force of the artillery, but the number is small and there are not many shells.

The deployment of troops was also very chaotic. The 102nd Division and several other divisions even lost contact. The command authority was intertwined.

But if there is an accident, it will only fail faster.

Farewell now, maybe forever.

"Dude."

Cai Jigang finally said:
"I'm just a war supervisor, I shouldn't say these words, but..."

He paused, and he continued:

"The spirit of living and dying with the city is commendable, but it has no value in terms of strategy or tactics. As a commander, we should cherish the lives of our soldiers. They are of great value to the country and the army. Soldiers with actual combat experience, keep one more, and save more power for future counterattacks."

"Counterattack..."

After the words fell, the general Zhang suddenly sighed.

The other two generals around were also taken aback for a moment, and then understood what the sigh meant.

They are being attacked by devils here, and they have been defeated one after another, but in Shanxi, some troops have indeed surrounded the First Army, a total of [-] devils, and they have already begun to eat devils.

High judgment.

"It is said that they have established a base in Song County and are building an airport. I don't know..."

General Zhang narrowed his eyes and said suddenly.

Several of them were generals. Although Guo Kui tried his best to block it, they still knew very well that although the army was defeated in the Battle of Central Henan, the devils suffered extremely heavy losses. At least [-] soldiers died.

It is death, not casualty.

The main reason for this is the air support of the independent regiment that came along with the [-]th regiment of the Jinsui Army.

Thousands of air support sorties, although unable to change the direction of the battle, also cost the devils an extremely heavy price, and at the same time greatly improved the morale of the combat troops.

Of course, Yuzhong's troops are too useless, but their ninth war zone is different. If they can have the same scale of air support, then they can defeat Yokoyama.

"impossible."

General Zhang shook his head:
"The Changheng area is far away from Taiyuan, Shanxi. It is impossible for them to organize such a large air support."

"Too."

Cai Jigang sighed.

Why doesn't he know.

After finishing speaking, Cai Jigang gave a military salute to everyone in the headquarters, and after the Chinese soldiers returned the salute, he went down the mountain and left.

Cai Jigang was very sad going down the mountain road, and this farewell is very likely to be a farewell.

Just as Cai Jigang got into the jeep and was about to go to Hengyang, a man in casual clothes suddenly came up:
"General Cai, I am the Eighth Route Army, Independent Regiment..."

　Come back a bit late, continue to code the next chapter...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)