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Chapter 697 Are you an undercover agent of the Eighth Route Army?

North of Shuiquan City.

I watched as the Japanese sent people to collect the bodies of the Japanese soldiers who had just been killed by Kong Dacheng's tank company.

In the trenches of the Second Battalion of the Special Forces Regiment, the First Company Commander Xia Dayi could not help but ask the Battalion Commander He Yunfu:

"Battalion Commander, the Japanese are collecting the bodies so brazenly, don't they really think highly of us?
Should we let the heavy machine guns open fire to loosen up their bones?"

"No need.

These Japs were too scattered, and even with our heavy machine gun fire we couldn't hurt any of them.

It would be better to let them use up some of their energy so that when they die later, it will be easier."

He Yunfu shook his head.

"Well, it's a bargain for these bastards."

……

The Second Battalion did not open fire to harass the enemy, and the Japanese soldiers' operation to collect the bodies went smoothly. About half an hour later, the battalion commander, Motohisa Hosoya, ran over to report to the division commander, Yuji Harada:
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, we have found seventeen warriors still alive.

There were also 357 corpses and a dozen seriously injured war horses that were unable to move.

In addition, the body of Captain Miyao was also found.

However, he was shot in half by the Tubalu's heavy machine gun. "

Just after Harada Yuji made some battle arrangements, he waited quietly on the spot, observing the situation on the battlefield with a telescope.

After hearing this guy's report, he was so angry that his three corpse gods jumped.

I couldn't help but yell:
“Bagya Road!
Damn Tubalu!"

Such a well-organized search team was destroyed just like that!
He simply couldn't explain to Okamura Ji Ning!
You know, the soldiers of the search team are all elite troops drawn from other teams!
What's more, they lost hundreds of war horses, which was a heavy loss!

But cursing won't solve any problems.

After two or three minutes, Harada Yuji calmed down and gave the order:
"Immediately send someone to send the injured to Shimen for rescue!

Every one of our warriors is very valuable!"

However, before Hosoya Motohisa could respond, a telegraph operator suddenly ran over with a panicked look on his face and reported to him loudly:

"Your Excellency, the division commander, our baggage train encountered a large number of Eighth Route Army troops besieging us in Nanguanyu. After fighting for seven or eight hours, we were eventually defeated and dispersed.

Now the traffic from Shimen to Niangziguan has been cut off."

"What? Baga Yalu!

Why didn't the Shimen defenders send out reinforcements?"

Harada Yuju was so angry that he jumped up and down.

The cutoff of rear transportation lines means that the wounded cannot be transferred for treatment in time, and the mortality rate will increase dramatically.

And supplies such as food and ammunition could not be transported.

Although it will not affect their combat effectiveness in the short term, as long as the enemy delays for ten days or half a month, they will collapse without a fight!
Food can be obtained by looting on the spot, but there is no place to replenish ammunition!

The soldier's gun has no bullets, so he just uses a fire stick!
Of course, the telegraph operator had no way to answer his question and could only remain silent.

When Harada Yuji saw this, he became even angrier and wished he could draw his sword and chop the idiot to death.

Fortunately, at this time, Chief of Staff Shirataki Rijiro stepped forward and said:

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, we should send a message to General Okamura immediately.

Please ask him to arrange troops to rush to Shimen as quickly as possible to ensure our transportation line.

Otherwise, we may not be able to fight this battle.

The Tubalu can just go around in circles with us and wear us down to death!"

Following his advice, Harada Yuji suppressed his anger and ordered the telegraph operator:

"Hurry up, send a message to General Okamura!

Request to immediately replace the commander of the Shimen City garrison!
And arrange troops to protect our retreat!"

The telegraph operator dared not have any objection and nodded in agreement:

"Hi!"

Seeing the telegraph operator running away in disgrace, Harada Yuji gave another order:
“Shirataki-kun, immediately arrange three or four squadrons to go to the surrounding villages to collect food!

I'm afraid General Okamura may not be able to open up the transportation line in a short period of time, so we have to rely on ourselves."

Although they brought two or three days' worth of food with them, this obviously did not give Harada Yuji any sense of security.

Shirataki Rijiro knew that the other party's so-called food collection was actually just "looting".

This was their normal operation, and he certainly had no psychological barriers. He nodded and agreed without hesitation:

"Don't worry, your Excellency the Division Commander. I will arrange it immediately."

At this time, Hosoya Motohisa, who had just finished cleaning up the battlefield, couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"Your Excellency, the division commander, should we still send back the wounded we just treated?"

Hearing this, Harada Yuji almost fainted from anger. He slapped the unlucky guy in the face.

Then came the roar:

"Baga! You idiot!

Didn't you hear the telegraph operator say that the Eighth Route Army cut off our transportation lines?
Still sending the wounded back?
Are you, bastard, an undercover agent of the Eighth Route Army?

Shall we send them our wounded?"

After being beaten, Hosoya Motohisa felt extremely wronged.

I thought: Why am I always the one who gets beaten? ? ?
Do I look like someone who deserves a beating?

After returning to his unit in disgrace, an inconsiderate squadron leader came up to him and asked:
"Captain, how will the division commander arrange for the wounded?"

At this point, Hosoya Motohisa could no longer bear it, and slapped the guy in the face, then roared:
"Arrange? Arrange your ass!

These rubbish should all immediately pledge their loyalty to His Majesty the Heavenly Locust!"

The slap he gave was delivered in anger, with great force and impact.

The squadron leader was beaten dizzy on the spot. In a trance, he heard his words and immediately nodded and agreed:

"Hey! I will immediately have them serve His Majesty the Heavenly Locust!"

As he said this, as if he was afraid that Hosoya Motohisa would continue to beat him, he quickly returned to his team and commanded his men to kill all the dozen or so wounded soldiers.

——Those wounded soldiers only had one breath left, and it would only take a blink of an eye for them to meet the King of Hell.

Seeing this guy's bizarre operation, the surrounding Japanese soldiers and Hosoya Motohisa himself were all stunned.

Everyone was thinking: What? He was injured and he was going to be executed? ? ?

Is this something a human would do???

Can this rotten locust army stay here? ? ?

A full minute later, Hosoya Motohisa finally reacted, and he rushed over and yelled madly:
"Baga! You bastard, what are you doing!?"

The squadron leader answered innocently:

"Captain, didn't you tell them to immediately pledge their loyalty to His Majesty the Heavenly Locust?"

……

This little episode involving Motohisa Hosoya's troops would certainly not affect the overall actions of the Japanese army.

At present, the troop strength of the entire 35th Division was barely sufficient, so Shiraki Rijiro's arrangement of withdrawing three or four squadrons to go out and forage for food went smoothly.

After these squadrons dispersed, the 220th Regiment also reorganized its troops. The commander of the regiment, Shigemasa Kawase, drew the command knife at his waist and shouted to his more than soldiers:

"Warriors, the division commander has given our regiment the honor of giving priority to attacking the Eighth Route Army.

For the glory of the Imperial Army, for the honor of my 220th Regiment, kill them--"

The Japanese soldiers listened to his order and immediately rushed forward in a scattered formation, shouting:

"Your Majesty Tianhuang, get on board! Get on board!"

Seeing his own regiment's soldiers rushing out, Lieutenant Colonel Michitaka Ishikawa, the chief of staff of the 220th Regiment, could not help but ask:
"Sir, why don't you let our infantry artillery fire on the Tubalu positions first?"

"The Eighth Route Army are hiding in the trenches. Direct artillery fire will have no effect except exposing our artillery positions and giving the enemy an opportunity.

Let's test the enemy first."

Kawase Shigemasa answered very cleverly.

Hearing this, Ishikawa Michitaka was a little confused, thinking: Are you serious? Who taught you to fight like this?

……

On the side of the Special Forces Regiment, the soldiers saw the Japanese finally start their charge, and they were all very excited.

Many people couldn't help but say:

"Fuck you little devils, run faster!

Didn't you eat?

Grandpa is waiting for you to die!
Can’t wait! ”

At the front of the second battalion, the company, platoon and squad leaders shouted to the soldiers:
"Hold still, don't move until the battalion commander gives the order to fire!

Whoever moves, I will beat him!

It's time for the artillery brothers to show off, don't waste your bullets!"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. They can't rush over. Just wait and see how our artillery bullies them!"

……

Hearing their roars, the soldiers' originally tense mood was relieved a lot.

Everyone held the Type 38 rifle tightly in their hands, waiting silently!

……

(End of this chapter)