Bright Sword: The Flowers of War

Chapter 81 The way out
"Commander Chen... Commander Chen..."

In an inconspicuous room, Chen Shijie, a special envoy from the Ministry of Military Affairs, was looking at several intelligence reports in his hands with a furrowed brow.

A muffled thud was heard, and the wooden door to the room was suddenly kicked open. Xu Shixiang, the deputy head of the Nanjing station of the Military Intelligence Bureau, pushed open the door, his obese body staggering and almost falling to the ground.

But he couldn't care less about that and shouted, "Commander Chen...something terrible has happened!"

Chen Shijie put down the documents and said unhappily, "Deputy Station Chief Xu, what exactly happened? Why are you in such a panic?"

Xu Shixiang cleared his throat and said urgently, "Something terrible has happened at St. Paul's Church! They've broken through!"

"Breakout... Have they gone mad?" Chen Shijie suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Is he an idiot? With just a few thousand remnants of their army, they might hold out a little longer if they defended the church, but once they leave their positions, the Japanese will wipe them out in less than an hour!"

As a young and promising officer in the Ministry of Military Affairs, Chen Shijie possessed considerable military skills and astutely pointed out the current situation of the newly formed security regiment.

"no……"

Xu Shixiang swallowed hard. “Commander Chen… listen to me, Su Yaoyang did indeed lead his newly formed security regiment to break through the siege, and they succeeded. According to the intelligence station personnel, they have now broken out of Nanjing and even crossed Yuhuatai.”

"What... how is this possible?"

Chen Shijie suddenly stood up, knocking over the rattan document basket next to him as he got up, scattering confidential letters all over the ground, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Tell me in detail right now what exactly happened?" No wonder Chen Shijie lost his composure. The number of Japanese troops in Nanjing has now reached seventy or eighty thousand. With only a few thousand people in the newly formed security regiment, it would be almost impossible for them to break out of Nanjing unless they all had wings.

"Because...because the newly formed security regiment launched a large-scale barrage of special missiles at the Sixth Division that was besieging them last night in the early hours of the morning."

Caught off guard, the 6th Division suffered heavy losses.

It is said that the Japanese 13th and 47th Regiments were almost completely wiped out, and even the regimental flags were lost.

The newly formed security regiment swaggered out of the city.

"Special bullets?"

Upon hearing that the newly formed security regiment had actually used poison gas, Chen Shijie suddenly stood up from his chair, his hands braced on the table, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Those usually bright and piercing eyes were now wide open, their pupils constricted to the size of pinpoints.

"Are you... are you telling the truth?"

Special ammunition…where did they get special ammunition…did they receive support from Britain, the United States, or even the Soviet Union?”

Chen Shijie's first reaction was exactly the same as Xu Gesen's: Su Yaoyang must have received military aid from Britain, the United States, or the Soviet Union.

"Quickly... immediately send a telegram to Chongqing to report this news to the Chairman."

The winter sun slanted in through the carved window lattice, making half of his face glow red, while the other half remained hidden in shadow.

His lips trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, revealing the level of tension he was experiencing.

Xu Shixiang hesitated for a moment, "Commander Chen, the Japanese have been arresting our people on a large scale these past few days. Their radio direction-finding vehicles might be nearby right now. If we turn them on rashly, I'm afraid..."

"We can't worry about that now!" Xu Shijie waved his hand. "This news is too important. We must report it to Chongqing immediately so that the Chairman can make a decision as soon as possible. At worst, we can start the transfer immediately after sending the telegram."

"Yes!"

Seeing Xu Shijie's resolute attitude, Xu Shixiang had no choice but to agree, and soon the sound of dripping water filled the room...

Su Yaoyang's special missile attack was tantamount to dropping a nuclear bomb in Nanjing, drawing the attention of almost all countries in China.

If he was just an unknown nobody before, he has now become a sensation.

Whether it was Britain, the United States, the Soviet Union, or even Chongqing, almost all the major powers dispatched their own intelligence personnel to investigate this matter.

Unexpectedly, this incident also led to another outcome.

That is, in the original timeline, after the Japanese army occupied Nanjing, they carried out a bloody, barbaric, and cruel massacre of the soldiers and civilians in Nanjing.

It can be said that the entire 6th Division was wiped out by Su Yaoyang's poison gas attack, and the poison gas even affected other Japanese troops in Nanjing.

For a time, all the Japanese troops in Nanjing turned pale at the mention of "poison," and almost all the units were frantically calling the headquarters, requesting more gas masks, protective suits, and other equipment and facilities to protect against biological and chemical weapons, causing Prince Asaka Yasuhiko a great deal of trouble.

On the dusty dirt road in Banqiao Town, exhausted soldiers of the newly formed security regiment leaned against the mottled earthen wall in twos and threes after several days of bloody battles.

The winter sun shone through the bare branches, casting dappled, golden light on the soldiers' shoulders.

Some people untied their blood-stained leg wraps, revealing their toes; others held porcelain bowls and drank porridge, the steam condensing into white mist in the cold wind, blurring their chapped lips.

The soldiers could enjoy a rare moment of relaxation, but Su Yaoyang, as the commander of the newly formed security regiment, could not. He still had to be responsible for the thousands of men under his command.

He called over Li Gaoyuan and Huang Guantao, and had someone bring over a large plate of sorghum porridge mixed with wild vegetables, Spam luncheon meat, and the three of them sat down at a stone table to eat.

After eating two large bowls of sorghum porridge, Huang Guantao patted his bulging stomach and laughed, "Now that I'm full, I can have another big fight with the Japanese devils."

"Hahaha……"

After saying that, all three of them laughed.

Su Yaoyang took out a pack of Lucky Coins cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to the two men. After lighting them for them, he said, "Now that we've fought our way out of Nanjing, I'd like to hear your opinions on how to proceed from here."

After he finished speaking, Li Gaoyuan and Huang Guantao both fell silent, lowering their heads and smoking without saying a word.

Su Yaoyang didn't urge them, and just smoked his cigarette.

Only after finishing a cigarette did Huang Guantao look up at Su Yaoyang and speak.

"Commander... I want to know what you think?"

"I……"

Su Yaoyang chuckled, flicked his right index finger, and the cigarette butt traced a graceful arc in the air before landing more than ten meters away, then said…

(End of this chapter)