Rise from the sword

Chapter 632

mid-September.

A week later, Minnei Hikari took office again as prime minister.

Chengde.

The edge of the position outside the city.

"Finally withdrew."

A devil captain held a samurai sword, standing on a machine gun bunker and looking into the distance.

"Yeah, we can finally retreat."

Beside him, there were five other devil captains in the same posture.

Standing with a samurai sword in hand, looking out into the distance.

In their field of vision, there are wide anti-tank trenches one after another.

The trench was more than five meters wide and four meters deep, extending like a ditch to the end of the position. With the performance of the No. [-] tank, it was absolutely impossible to directly cross a trench of such width and depth.

But such a standard trench, and the length of the surrounding position, the difficulty of excavation can be imagined.

The soil around Chengde is hard and difficult to dig. The little devil doesn’t have any construction machinery, and there are not many laborers around Chengde to recruit, so the locust army can only do it themselves.

Oh, by the way, there is still a lack of tools, because the locust army's military expansion is too big, and the military industry produces guns and ammunition first, so that the military shovels cannot meet the needs of the troops.

During the construction period, it has to face shelling, bombing, and continuous tank attack to destroy the site anytime and anywhere.

and!

The wide anti-tank trenches in front of me are not one, but four in a row, each separated by hundreds of meters, and there are infantry trenches, anti-aircraft artillery positions, and traffic trenches in the middle.

This is only the first layer of positions.

It is conceivable how much the little devil paid for digging these trenches.

It stands to reason that the little devil doesn't have to work so hard.

Spear and shield are mutual.

It has been decades since tanks appeared, and the military has done thorough research on tanks.

Anti-tank trenches were the first to be invented and a means of stopping tanks.

Because of the size of the tank, the excavation of anti-tank trenches is difficult. Therefore, the technology changed later, and anti-tank horses and anti-tank piles began to appear.

While the effect of the latter two is not bad, the amount of work is reduced several times compared with the former, and the construction is simple and fast.

However, the only trouble is that the material requirements of the latter two are relatively complicated. Both the anti-tank horse and the anti-tank pile need to consume a certain amount of steel and cement.

In fact, the Chengde devils built anti-tank horses and anti-tank piles at the beginning.

The little devil is not stupid, he won't let simple things go and ask for trouble.

Moreover, the Kwantung Army is backed by an industrial base that has been built for more than ten years. Although under the disaster of Hideki Tojo, a complete industrial system has not been formed here, and local compensation is needed, but the supply of materials is much better than other devils. , so that it is not impossible to get a little bit of reinforced concrete.

However, actual combat has proved time and again that in the face of fierce enemies, anti-tank horses and anti-tank piles are really not good, and they are far less reliable than anti-tank trenches.

Every time before the enemy attacks, the rain of dense shells can easily destroy the anti-tank horses and anti-tank piles. There is no position that can resist the tanks, and the defense line is pierced by the tanks.

Not to mention heavy aerial bombs and 12-inch heavy artillery.

After paying a heavy price, the devils returned to the beginning, regained their original intentions, and began to dig anti-tank trenches on a large scale, even three or four at a time, after all, one was really unstoppable.

But even so, Chen De's defenders, who lacked the means to destroy tanks, were still pierced by barrels again and again. Even with four anti-tank trenches, it only delayed a little time for the defensive troops and reduced some casualties.

The enemy's bulldozer tanks and heavy artillery can still destroy the anti-tank trenches, but it will take a little more time.

It can be said that the memory of the defenders of Chengde is either digging trenches or on the way to dig trenches. Every time the enemy retreats, the trenches need to be repaired on a large scale. The memories are full of blood and tears.

As a result, the six devil captains were a little bit reluctant to retreat suddenly at this time, and even panicked.

Confused about the future.

They have become accustomed to the combat mode in front of them, and are used to hiding behind four deep anti-tank trenches to resist the enemy's tank attack. The enemy's attack.

By position?
Even the three-meter-thick reinforced concrete position in Taiyuan was easily penetrated by the enemy. The locust army of more than a dozen divisions in Chengde came and went whenever they wanted.

What about this war?

However, the captains of the six devils will soon no longer need to worry about the future.

Just when the six devils were wielding samurai swords and looking sad, suddenly.

boom···

A burst of explosions rose around them, and after the gunpowder smoke cleared, only five deep craters and the faintly visible debris of the captain were left behind.

"what happened?"

This movement caught the attention of the head of the devil division.

"The frontline positions were shelled, and the six inspecting captains were hit by shells."

The devil who went to check answered.

"idiot."

The head of the devil division immediately cursed.

He has strictly prohibited it many times, and it is forbidden to go to the position casually during the day, but there are always people who don't listen.Now that they are about to retreat, and they have come up with this moth, now there is a shortage of officers, and the six captains are smashed at once, which makes him very distressed.

"Division commander, judging from the crater, the enemy has used a new type of artillery this time. It is far more powerful than the 125 heavy artillery, but it is less than 12 inches. It is estimated to be eight inches."

The devil who reported was a staff officer, he said.

"It has nothing to do with us."

If it was before, the head of the devil division would still be facing the enemy. The eight-inch artillery is a large-caliber heavy artillery for the army, which is enough to cause a lot of trouble, but now, the locust army is about to retreat.

The large troops have actually retreated, and their divisions are the rear.

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Opposite Chengde.

Artillery position.

"Hit."

Hearing the news from the frontline reconnaissance post, a soldier shouted in surprise from the phone:

"With one hit, all six devils were killed."

"it is good."

The commander of the artillery company behind him also waved his hand fiercely, and then looked at the five new artillery pieces beside him, smiling happily.

Yes, that's five.

The tracked platform, open gun mount, semi-automatic loading machine, and long and thick gun barrel are the famous and largest army self-propelled artillery after the war-the M110 203 howitzer.

After Kanda Zheng was beheaded at the Meridian Gate, Chief Li Datuan also exchanged this thing.

The aluminum body makes it weigh only 203 tons even with a 28-caliber heavy gun, which is only a little heavier than the No. 400 tank, and has excellent passability, and the diesel engine it is equipped with has more than [-] horsepower, which is more powerful than the system. The Panzer IV tanks that have passed are all advanced.

It also comes with a more advanced aiming system.

Head Li Datuan planned in his mind to equip the troops extensively.

Considering that it is new equipment, let's test the equipment of Chengde troops first.

"Company commander, tell me, the devils have retreated, why don't we attack?"

Someone asked immediately.

"do not know."

The company commander rolled his eyes.

He is only a company commander, and he is an artillery company commander. Can he know this?
However, looking at the self-propelled artillery around him, combined with what he saw and heard in the recent battle, he was also puzzled. Given the current situation of the troops, catching up would be a big victory.

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"The devil ran away, why didn't we chase it?"

The same doubts also existed in Ding Wei's command room.

A group of new staff officers didn't understand why they didn't pursue them?The devils left the position and fled to the rear. If the armored troops pursued in groups, they could eat at least five divisions.

"Why don't you pursue it?"

Ding Wei repeated the question with a smile, but did not explain it.

Of course he knew that chasing them now would definitely be a feast, but after swallowing the Southern Army of the Devils, adding piecemeal annihilation, and Zhu Rong's plan, the number of factories was actually enough.

Theoretically, it is enough to establish an industrial base of a certain scale, and the output of steel alone is 500 million tons.

This is still the present.

Even if there are master masters, it is estimated that these factories will take ten years to complete the digestion. There is no way, the domestic talent is too lacking.

You know, there are only two steel plants in operation now, with an output of 300 million tons.

Therefore, it's better to let the devils like Chengde go and facilitate Ito's plan. Since it is decided to use the devils as gunmen, then it is necessary to leave some strength for the devils.

Polar bears are not that easy to hunt.

Even a weak polar bear.

"Yeah, why not pursue it?"

Some staff members were unwilling to give up and continued to question.

"You'll know then."

Ding Wei still didn't say anything.

"or."

Then, his tone changed, mysteriously:

"You can use your heads to guess why we don't do it."

The staff headquarters suddenly fell into silence, and everyone was thinking, why didn't the troops attack?
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With humming.

Downing Street.

Fatty Qiu was in the office, smoking a cigar, frowning.

On his desk, there was a piece of intelligence at this time, which was shared by his allies in the north. It was a photo, and the content was a combat document - the Flying Lion Project.

A modified version of Project Sea Lion.

Flatten the British Isles.

With a bomber scale of 300 sorties, [-] million tons of bombs flattened the empire.

Although that mustache has always been unreliable in his mouth, what he said is worse than farting, Fatty Qiu has heard it countless times, and the British Empire is alive and well now?

Thousands of aircraft and tanks can be produced every month!

A moist one.

But today is different from the past. Before, it was Moustache who said hello, but now, Moustache has this ability.

They just bombed the United States, and they dropped 6000 tons of bombs on the United States across more than 1000 kilometers. The distance from the Germans was only more than [-] kilometers, and even the closest distance was only a few hundred kilometers.

For that terrifying huge bomber with six engines, it is definitely not a problem to install twenty or thirty tons of bombs on a single frame.

300 million tons.

The British Empire may have to be bombed and sunk.

Fatty Qiu shuddered, and quickly called the commander of the air force to plan to strengthen the air defense.

Fortunately, the British Empire is different today. There are not many other things on the mainland, but there are really many planes. As many planes as the Germans come, they will shoot down as many planes as they want.

However, Fatty Qiu didn't wait for his Air Force Commander, but instead waited for a secretary.

"President, the latest information, the guys in the north were bombed by the Germans. The Germans dispatched more than [-] bombers to bomb the Ural industrial area, the Caucasus oil fields and other places."

"The bombing is still going on."

After receiving the information handed over by the secretary, Fatty Qiu's expression changed after only one glance.

Although the polar bear was bombed, logically he should be happy, just like the Yankee was bombed, but in fact, Fatty Qiu was very happy. He had been seeing the cripple for a long time.

But the problem is.

The situation is very bad now.

The big beard seems to be recovering, and he has been chasing the mustache for more than a year, but it is actually very dangerous. The tension is very tight, and it has reached its limit. Once the pressure is too great, the whole body will collapse.

Without the beard, the mustache can pump out millions of troops.

For the Western Front, it was an absolute disaster.

The cripple might be fine, and at worst run back to America, but he can't, he and Mustache are too close, and the two sides are deadly enemies.

Either Mustache died, or Fatty Qiu died.

At this time, Big Beard's hometown was bombed by Mustache, and according to intelligence, Big Beard suffered heavy losses in this wave of bombing, oil fields, and many factories suffered heavy losses.

To make matters worse, the bombing is still going on.

"Pick me up, Mr. President."

Fatty Qiu didn't care about the local air defense anymore, and hurriedly wanted to talk to the cripple.

It is necessary to immediately increase the assistance to the bearded man.

If the beard was gone, he might be gone too.

At this moment, Fatty Qiu hoped that he was the one being bombed.

Given the current situation in the mainland of the Daiying Empire, even if Mustache wants to bomb, he must pay a heavy price, and under the harassment of the air force, the bombing accuracy will be very poor.

But with a big beard, the air force is weak, especially the local air defense, which is basically non-existent.

The mustache bomber is like no man's land.

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the other side.

Moscow.

In which palace in the center of the red square.

"Did not you say."

The voice of the bearded man was full of eerie, as if blowing from hell:

"Are they going to bomb England?"

Smack, then, a pipe flew down from the table, hit Boss Bei's cheek heavily, and then fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

Boss Bei lowered his head deeply, trembling all over his body, his mouth moved, but he couldn't say a word.

He didn't know what to say or what to say.

The palace fell into a deathly silence.

The rest of the people around also lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

Everyone knows one thing, Boss Bei is doomed, no one can save him from such a serious mistake, most of them only think about one thing, what should they do with the things that were vacated after Boss Bei stepped down? How to get it.

And the remaining small part is thinking about another question.

Whether Boss Bei stepped down or was shot, this is a trivial matter and there is no need to think about it.

The biggest problem is.

Now how to do?
In just a few days of bombing, at present, the production of tanks, artillery shells, etc. has been greatly affected, and the railway line has also been seriously damaged. However, the bombing of Mustache is still going on, and our own factories are still suffering losses.

The enemy's attack is also visible to the naked eye.

Now how to do?
(End of this chapter)