Rise from the sword

Chapter 62 Difficulties and Choices ([-])

"idiot···"

As soon as the phone was connected, Suzuki, the chief of staff of the Japanese Second Army in Jinan, suddenly uttered an angry curse.

Outburst of anger!
It was also accompanied by the sound of the table being overturned, and the sound of the cup falling to the ground and shattering:

"The First Army is deceiving people too much. Does he think that my Second Army can't catch the Eighth Route Army with more than 100 people?"

"He actually dispatched the entire Yangquan garrison to block all the intersections, and also sent a small group of troops to the defense area of ​​my Second Army to hunt down the Eighth Route Army? He even contacted Taiyuan Airport to send a reconnaissance plane to investigate?"

"Does he really think my Second Army needs their help?"

"Yoshio Shinozuka is too deceiving!"

Suzuki Shidou's angry howl made Zuo Sanhao subconsciously shrink his neck through the phone:
"Hey, I will definitely destroy the Eighth Route Army and hang their heads at the gate of Shijiazhuang City"

Although he felt that there was a groove in his chest, he couldn't spit it out, but in the face of the angry immediate boss, Colonel Sanhao only dared to bow his head, and at the same time kept promising to complete the task.

The Shanxi First Army and the Jinan Second Army were both under the unified command and control of the North China Front Army.

Due to the distribution of materials, troops and heavy equipment, the conflict between the two armies has been long-standing and deeply rooted, making it almost impossible to reconcile.

There will be no problem if the North China Front Headquarters suppresses it in the big battle.But a small issue like this is a constant friction, and the two sides have a lot of fun going back and forth.

There was a problem with the second army's station. The army station was attacked by a group of guerrillas. The first army would definitely laugh at it, saying that the second army was incompetent, and even the family couldn't defend it.

According to the provisions of the Front Army Headquarters, as long as there is a slight involvement, intelligence exchanges and military cooperation must be carried out.

Since there is information that this group of guerrillas are from the west of Shanxi and are fleeing westward, the Second Army must report this to the First Army and ask for help in blocking it.

Then, in the face of the Second Army's request for assistance, the First Army would verbally agree, but in fact it must have been a perfunctory pretence to watch the Second Army make a fool of himself.

Of course, if the situation were reversed, the Second Army would also treat the First Army with the same attitude!
And this time, in the face of the Second Army's pleas to help block the passage and chase down the guerrillas, the First Army's normal behavior, not only did not laugh at the Second Army, but instead worked hard.

The imperial army of a regiment in Yangquan was dispatched in its entirety, and martial law was set up. It even dispatched an elite unit into the Second Military Region Association to participate in the search and suppression. The most incredible thing was that three reconnaissance planes were actually dispatched from Taiyuan to scout this group of guerrillas. .

This unusual attitude made the chief of staff of the Second Army in Jinan feel that the First Army was bored and humiliated him, so he was very angry, and his anger was even higher than when the First Army was mocking and perfunctory.

This, Colonel Sanhao feels like he wants to complain.

When the First Army was perfunctory, the Chief of Staff was very angry, and when the First Army did his best, the Chief of Staff was also very angry...

Therefore, no matter what the First Army does, the Chief of Staff will be angry...

"Mr. Sanhao, I allow you to dispatch the entire Shijiazhuang Security Brigade and the Xingya Working Group. These people must be wiped out to the east of Xiyang. As for the security in Shijiazhuang, I will drop a brigade from the 52nd Regiment to station in."

Suzuki's tone was still full of anger.

"Hey, I must complete the task in my humble position." Colonel Sanhao swallowed hard.

Judging from the level of anger of the chief of staff, this time, if you don't kill the guerrillas, then you really have to go to the front to charge...

Fortunately, there are enough troops...

The Xingya Working Group is actually the Imperial Association Army, just with a new layer of skin. There are 500 people stationed in Shijiazhuang. And the garrisons in various cities, as well as cavalry squadrons, there are almost 500 people chasing and suppressing troops.

The ratio of troops is fifty to one, in any case, the opponent will not be able to escape the encirclement...
Moreover, Xiyang has already set up checkpoints and blocked the intersection.

Absolutely foolproof.

'Snapped'

From the opposite side of the microphone came the crisp sound of the microphone touching the ground.

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"It's troublesome"

"How come such a big sun suddenly appears in this weather..."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, in the mountain where the Assault Company was resting, Su Jigang, who was in front of the scout, frowned tightly.

In the field of vision of his telescope, a kilometer away, in a valley they were scheduled to pass through, a white flood mixed with broken ice flowed through, and the turbulent sound of the torrent could be heard clearly from such a distance. There was even the crackle of the trees being smashed.

"This torrent is a big problem..."

Spreading out the map and pointing and drawing on the map for a moment, Zhang Dabiao frowned.

Originally, in his plan, he planned to march 120 miles tonight after a day's rest, and lead the commando to quickly pass through the three cities of He County, Jing County and Xiyang, and arrive in Yangquan territory, but the sudden torrent completely interrupted his plan. up his plan.

After more than ten consecutive days of heavy snow, thick snow accumulated on the mountain, and the ground was frozen thick. The sudden big sun, the snow and ice that had been basking in one day melted, and the flash flood broke out. This was something he never expected.

On a February day, it is incredible that the sun can produce a large torrent in one day.

"Can you go around?" Su Jigang asked.

"I'm afraid not. From the map, this valley stretches for hundreds of miles. It will take at least a day to make a detour. The time is too late, and the torrent is so big that it is difficult to find a wading area." Zhang Dabiao shook his head.

This flash flood can wash away the trees, basically eliminating the possibility of trekking in the shoal.

"Then what should we do?" Su Jigang said anxiously.

There are devils and puppet troops nearby. If they stay for a minute longer, the danger will be more dangerous.

The assault is very strong, and it is not afraid to face four or five times the ghosts and puppets, but there are at least ten times the ghosts and puppets here. Once they are entangled, it will be the end of death.

"Go back first, and come back at night to have a look. Maybe the torrents here will recede at night," Zhang Dabiao said.

"we can only do this"

Su Jigang nodded and said in a ruthless tone, "Why is there such a horrible weather? I have been here several times before, and I have never heard of such a situation."

"You've been here before." Zhang Dabiao looked at Su Jigang, his eyes lit up slightly.

"right"

Su Jigang nodded and said: "My hometown is in a village east of Shijiazhuang. I am familiar with the dialect here. When I was in the old army, I used to be a signal soldier, and I ran here a few times."

"Do flash floods often break out here?" Zhang Dabiao asked.

"Yes, there are frequent flash floods here, but it's all summer, how can there be flash floods in winter, this ghost weather..." Su Jigang scolded the weather.

"Most torrents often break out." Looking back at the torrent, especially the direction of the torrent, Zhang Dabiao narrowed his eyes, then turned his head and walked to the place where the assault company rested.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon. Most of the soldiers of the assault company had already woken up, and they were full of energy. Some soldiers even dug a dark stove, covered the smoke with woods, and cooked a hot meal for the soldiers.

"Something went wrong..."

Zhang Dabiao and Su Ji had just walked back to the assault company when Wang Gensheng hurried up.

"What's the problem?" they both asked at the same time.

"A few soldiers fell ill"

Wang Gensheng frowned deeply: "The five warriors, after waking up, felt hot all over and had no energy, and even two of them were talking nonsense. They took the medicine prepared by the regiment in advance, but the effect was not obvious."

"I don't know the devil's medicine, so I don't dare to eat it indiscriminately, so I just boiled some boiled water and fed it with scallion pancakes."

"These five fighters are still in very bad condition, and they will never recover in a short time. The march must be carried by other fighters..."

After hearing the news, Su Jigang and Zhang Dabiao frowned even more.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are generally weak in physical strength, and they are prone to problems in long-distance rapid marches, and the regiment is very clear.

Long-term eating is poor, there is no oil and water, and the physical strength is definitely poor. After all, the troops are poor, and it is not bad to ensure that the soldiers are barely full. As for eating well, it is almost impossible to ensure that there is oil, water and meat in the stew.

For this problem, before the assault company set off, they were prepared.

On the first day of the [-]-mile march, the main purpose was to pick out those soldiers who were too physically weak, and before departure, they also asked the doctors in the regiment to bring some local herbal medicines.

However, herbal medicine needs to be prepared according to the person, and the effect of pre-preparation is much worse...
Moreover, it seems that the [-]-mile march without any weight seems unable to identify warriors with poor physical strength.

"As expected, yesterday's march was too intense. We marched for [-] miles in five hours, and there was an ambush during the period. There was only an hour's rest in between, and there would definitely be soldiers who couldn't bear it."

Zhang Dabiao loosened his brows, and his tone was relatively relaxed: "There are only five that are good. You can let mules and horses carry them, or arrange for soldiers to carry stretchers."

There are 150 three people in the assault company, and only five need to be unable to act, which has little impact on the team.

"more than···"

Wang Gensheng said with a wry smile: "There are still a dozen or so soldiers who have suffered from the wind and cold, and they are also exhausted. These ten or so people are also exhausted now, and they are limping when they walk."

"Why do you suffer so much cold?" Zhang Dabiao frowned again.

"Suddenly the sun came out, and many soldiers were careless. Some people just lay on the ground and fell asleep, and there were even guys who didn't even cover the wind. It's no wonder that there is no wind," Wang Gensheng replied with a bitter face.

With his fingers tapping on the tree trunk aside, Zhang Dabiao thought for a while:

"There was a flash flood in the valley ahead, our scheduled route was cut off by the flood, and we couldn't get through anyway, so we will continue to rest here for a while."

Afterwards, he looked at the seized pocket watch: "It's [-]:[-] now, rest for two more hours, and then look at it later. If the torrent still doesn't stop, then we will continue to move to the depths of the mountain."

He continued to Wang Gensheng: "We don't know the medicine of the devil, so you can't take it casually. You can find a way to get the dozen or so fighters who are suffering from wind and cold to get some herbs and let them recover their strength."

"Su Jigang, go and expand the guard post. This day has passed, and the chasing force of the devils must be coming soon."

"it is good!"

After the two nodded and said yes, they went to their own way.

Zhang Dabiao spread out the map that Chen Fan had printed from the system, and looked at the distinct altitude lines marked on the map. He lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought.

　Next chapter afternoon...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)