Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Meanwhile, at the Japanese military headquarters in Chuncheng, Commander Ito, who had just fallen asleep, was suddenly awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door.

Commander Ito instantly flew into a rage: "Baka! I just went to bed, what's the matter now?"

A guard's trembling voice came from outside the door: "Commander, there's an urgent military report!"

Upon hearing the words "urgent military situation," Commander Ito frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

He reluctantly got out of bed, put on his military uniform, opened the door, and asked impatiently, "What is it?"

The guard hurriedly reported, "Commander, the Fuyang County arsenal has been attacked!"

Upon hearing this, Commander Ito's head buzzed, and it took him a while to recover.

"Baka yarou! The Special Higher Police are a bunch of incompetent idiots! They can't even get such important intelligence, what use are they!"

Commander Ito roared in fury, for so many men had marched over a hundred kilometers, and he hadn't received a single piece of intelligence. Wasn't the Special Higher Police supposed to be monitoring the Anti-Japanese Brigade? How come they didn't know the Anti-Japanese Brigade had mobilized so many people?

Were their agents all killed by the anti-Japanese brigade, or were they all asleep?
At this moment, Ito's eyes were practically spitting fire.

However, after a moment, he calmed down and immediately ordered, "Immediately notify the Imperial Army and puppet troops near Fuyang County to rush to Fuyang County as quickly as possible to provide reinforcements!"

"Hi!"

The guards received their orders and hurriedly left.

Commander Ito stood by the window, gazing at the dark night sky outside, his heart filled with worry.

He didn't know the current situation of the armory in Fuyang County, nor whether reinforcements could arrive in time.

All he could do now was silently pray that the armory wouldn't suffer too much damage. Otherwise, he would have a headache for a while longer.

Meanwhile, the Japanese troops at various strongholds near Fuyang County, upon receiving orders from Commander Ito, immediately assembled, loaded their weapons and equipment, boarded trucks, and sped towards Fuyang County.

However, their forces were limited. After several major battles, the Japanese were short-handed, and in many Japanese strongholds, the number of Japanese and puppet troops had been reduced to a minimum. The combined forces of the Japanese and puppet troops in the three strongholds were not even enough for a single company.

So even if they arrived, they would only be throwing their lives away.

Even so, Duanwu dared not gamble. He was ordering all the soldiers to load all the ammunition and weapons onto the vehicles. He would only feel at ease once he returned to the Anti-Japanese Brigade's base.

Just then, Ma Shanpao, having finished the battle, ran over to report: "Reporting, Battalion Commander, it's all over! Those little devils were really in trouble. We pinned them down inside their barracks and kept them under fire. If they came out, they were shot; if they didn't, they were blown up. In the end, even the Japanese officers were crying. Hahaha, it's a shame we didn't have a tape recorder, otherwise I would have recorded it for you to listen to!"

Duanwu chuckled: "Good, that's how we should fight: eliminate more enemies and kill fewer people. Old Pan was just saying that the last battle was too fierce and they'd wiped out our resources. Look, our resources are coming back, aren't they?"

But then Duanwu remembered something else and asked, "By the way, what's the soldiers' reaction to the Type 38 assault rifle?"

Ma Shanpao scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said, "It's alright, but the recoil is quite severe, and the accuracy is poor. It's not as good as the Soviets'."

Duanwu chuckled and said, "These kids are so picky. I know they're not as good as the Soviet ones, but the troops are in trouble now, what can I do? Let them keep using them, they're better than the Japanese Type 38 rifles, right?"

Ma Shanpao nodded and said, "That's true. With a Type 38 assault rifle, you can take out a whole bunch of enemies at once."

"Reporting, Battalion Commander, all the weapons and ammunition have been loaded onto the trucks. Captain Long is asking if you should blow up this armory!" Just then, a squad of soldiers came to report to Duanwu.

Duanwu smiled slightly: "Keep them, we'll come back next time we run out of weapons and ammunition."

"Hahaha!"

Ma Shanpao laughed heartily, completely treating the Japanese arsenal as his own backyard.

Duanwu chuckled and then ordered, "Everyone, evacuate immediately!"

The messenger quickly relayed the order, and the troops began to assemble. Trucks loaded with weapons and ammunition were the first to leave the city, speeding towards the anti-Japanese brigade's encampment.

The main force followed closely behind, and the last to leave Fuyang County was the company of Chunjiang Good Team that was defending outside the city.

When everyone had evacuated Fuyang County, the Japanese reinforcements arrived late.

When the Japanese reinforcements arrived at the armory, they were instantly stunned by what they saw.

The armory was a scene of utter devastation, with Japanese corpses strewn everywhere and pools of blood forming in the air. The barracks were also completely destroyed.

The Japanese officer jumped out of the vehicle, his face ashen. He roared angrily, "Baka yarou! How could the armory have been breached so quickly?"

He angrily led his men to search inside and outside the armory, hoping to find survivors.

Unfortunately, not a single Japanese soldier survived, and the armory was looted, leaving only an empty warehouse and a scene of utter devastation.

The Japanese officer was trembling with rage. He immediately ordered the communications soldier to send a telegram to Commander Ito: "Commander, the Fuyang County arsenal has been completely looted by the anti-Japanese brigade. The scene is littered with the corpses of Imperial Army soldiers. There is not a single survivor!"

Upon receiving the telegram at the Japanese headquarters in Chuncheng, Commander Ito nearly fainted from anger. He tore the telegram to shreds and roared, "Baka! A bunch of useless idiots! So many men couldn't even defend an armory, and the anti-Japanese brigade stole all the weapons and ammunition!"

He paced back and forth, burning with rage.

Because he had just experienced the defeat of Kujo Miyamoto, the assassination of Kujo Miyamoto, the defeat of the 2nd Division, and now the loss of the armory, he had no idea how his superiors would curse him this time!
However, at the same time, he thought of something: he had strictly ordered the Special Higher Police to cooperate with him in collecting intelligence on the anti-Japanese brigade, but the Special Higher Police had done nothing to help.

Therefore, he couldn't take the blame alone. He immediately ordered, "Go, call the Special Higher Police and tell that bastard Kitahara to come see me. Quickly!"

"Hi!"

A guard received the order and quickly went to call Kitahara Orthodox, the station chief of the Special Higher Police's Chuncheng Station.

Meanwhile, Kitahara Orthodox was not asleep; he was waiting for a call from headquarters.

When the phone rang, Kitahara Masaki's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible sneer. He slowly picked up the phone, his voice lazy and somewhat nonchalant: "Moshi moshi, this is the Special Higher Police Spring City Station. This is Kitahara Masaki."

The guard's urgent yet respectful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Station Chief Kitahara, Commander Ito wants you to come to headquarters to see him immediately!"

Kitahara Orthodox chuckled lightly and said unhurriedly, "Oh? I see. Tell Commander Ito it's too late today, so I won't be going. I'll explain everything in detail when I get to headquarters tomorrow. As for today, let Commander Ito get a good night's sleep and recharge, hahaha!" (End of Chapter)