Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2846 Qi Anda called!
The shells kept falling, and the entire battlefield instantly turned into a living hell.

The screams, shouts and curses of the Japs mixed together to form a horrific symphony of death.

The Japanese soldiers who were originally fighting fiercely were now frightened by the sudden artillery fire and panicked. They fled everywhere, trying to find a safe place to hide, but under the dense artillery fire, there was nowhere to escape.

An eagle-like Japanese soldier panicked and plunged headfirst into a bomb crater.

He thought he had finally found a safe haven, but before he could catch his breath, a shell landed on the edge of the crater.

The blast caused him to fall directly into the crater. His back was covered in blood from shrapnel and his clothes were stained dark red with blood.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the shells falling around him, his eyes filled with despair.

Another Ito devil was swept into the air by the blast created by the explosion of the shell. His body was spinning in the air. Looking at the hellish battlefield below, his heart was filled with fear.

He wanted to shout for help, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.

Finally, his body fell heavily to the ground, his spine was broken, and his lower body lost consciousness. He could only lie on the ground and watch his life slip away bit by bit.

As the bombardment continued, the battlefield gradually became quiet.

The smoke slowly dissipated, revealing a devastated scene. The ground was littered with the bodies of Japanese soldiers, some of whom were blown beyond recognition, and some were killed on the spot by shrapnel.

Most of the Japanese soldiers who survived were seriously injured and lay on the ground groaning in pain.

Old Miyamoto looked at the horrific scene in front of him with mixed feelings. He had never expected that his original intention of stopping the conflict between the two sides would lead to such heavy casualties.

He endured the severe pain in his legs and limped to the center of the battlefield. Looking at the dying imperial soldiers, his heart was filled with compassion.

I'm afraid he never dreamed that one day the imperial army would kill each other to such an extent.

But he didn't know that this was just the tip of the iceberg. In the jungle of dozens of kilometers, many Japanese troops were exchanging fire, and neither side was soft in the battle.

Of course, this is not the problem that old Miyamoto needs to consider. What he needs to consider is how to find Young Master Gongbei!
Old Miyamoto ignored the injury on his leg and ordered the captain of the guard squad to ask the soldiers who finally stopped whether they had seen Kujo Miyakita.

But unfortunately, no one saw Kujo Miyakita. Instead, the people sent by Ito, after learning that it was old Miyamoto, immediately accused the hawks of not obeying Ito's orders.

Old Miyamoto immediately ordered the weapons of the Hawkish devils to be confiscated and escorted back for trial. The surviving soldiers sent by Ito followed Old Miyamoto to continue searching in the jungle.

But in the end, they only encountered a few waves of Japanese devils in battle, but there was no news at all about Kujo Miyakita.

However, where did Kujo Miyakita go at this time?

He was sleeping in a natural cave.

This cave is very hidden, and if he hadn't stepped on empty air and fell in, he probably wouldn't have known that there was such a hidden cave.

The cave is very large, more than two hundred meters deep, narrow outside and wide inside, like a one-headed gourd.

Kujo Miyakita slept in it, feeling so comfortable.

But it was hard for the Japanese outside. Not only did they desperately search for Kujo Miyakita, but they also had to constantly guard against sneak attacks from their own people.

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Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye it is dawn of the next day.

The Japanese troops from all directions have not yet found Kujo Gongkita, and the entire forest is still full of them.

Of course, with so many devils dispatched, how could the Cobras lurking among them not know? He immediately sent a telegram to Ma Pingan: "Kujo Miyakita is not dead, the assassin was done by the Hawks, and the conflict between the two sides has intensified. There are huge casualties."

After receiving the telegram, Ma Ping'an immediately went to report the matter to Duanwu.

Duanwu smiled slightly when he saw the telegram: "It's quite interesting. The Japanese have started fighting among themselves, and they are all looking for Kujo Gongbei, so the area near us is empty of troops."

Ma Pingan asked back: "Then what are you going to do?"

Duanwu said: "What we are in urgent need of now is food. Let's first attack the Japanese's granary in Lingnan. That's where the Japanese store their food for the winter."

Ma Ping'an smacked his lips and said, "We are not familiar with Lingnan, and we don't know if the Japanese there have been mobilized. I heard before that there is a Japanese infantry battalion in Lingnan. And in order to protect this granary, the Japanese have built a lot of fortifications there."

But at this time, Duanwu was worried that there was too much grain in Lingnan and he could not transport it over.

The base of the Lingnan Anti-Japanese Brigade was far away, further south of the mine that Duanwu had attacked. The straight-line distance was about 100 kilometers. If walking, it would take at least a day and a night.

So it would be even more difficult to transport the food back.

Duanwu rolled his eyes and said to Ma Pingan, "Go send a telegram to Wugan Anda and tell him that he is tired of eating beef and mutton. I will change his taste."

Ma Pingan seemed to understand something and quickly responded, "Okay, I'll go generate electricity right away."

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At the same time, the chieftain of Wugan was playing with a piece of warm mutton-fat jade in his military tent. There had been no incidents recently, the Japanese had been very quiet, and the expected revenge had not occurred.

So at this time, Chief Wugan was indeed a bit idle.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the tent.

Just as Chief Wugan was about to start scolding, he saw the signalman rushing in with a telegram in his hand. He said with a happy face, "Chief, this is a telegram from your Qianda!"

When the chief of Wugan heard that it was Qianda, he immediately became alert. He sat up straight, slapped the jade in his hand on the table, and reached out to take the telegram.

After just a glance at the report, Chief Wu Gan's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Hahaha! Good job, Qianda! This is a very interesting idea! Tired of beef and mutton? Hey, change the taste, it's a good change!"

Chief Wugan laughed and muttered to himself, then ordered the signalman, "Go and call Nathan Anda to me."

"Yes!"

The signalman received the order, and Nathan arrived soon after.

As soon as Nathan entered the room, he asked, "Wugananda, I heard from the signalman that Qianda sent us a telegram. Is there going to be another battle?"

Wu Gan laughed loudly and said, "This is a good thing. Qi Anda, we need to attack the granary in Lingnan. There is too much grain there. Qi Anda asked us to prepare horses and transport the grain back."

Nathan laughed when he heard this and said, "I'm a little tired of eating beef and mutton every day. Now I can finally relax and enjoy the taste."

Wu Gan also said: "That's right."

But at this point, Wugan Anda hesitated and said, "If we want to go to Lingnan, it seems that we have to pass through the territory of Wurigeng Dalai Lama."

At this time, Nathan also said: "Now that you are the chief of the tribal alliance, if other tribes know that we have obtained food, it will be a troublesome matter. They will say that you did not take them with you when you had good things!"