Although he has never been in a war, he is not stupid. Although he is separated from the carriage, he can still hear the movement outside.
It is clear.
His prince's escort was somewhat unstoppable.
"Come, come quickly!" Komatsu Miyajima Makoto shouted angrily.
After a while, a Japanese second lieutenant hurriedly ran to him and paused: "Your Highness, what are your orders?"
"Where are our reinforcements? Why haven't they come yet?" Komatsu Miyajima Makoto slammed the table hard and said angrily.
"Isn't it because the Yoshimura Alliance wants to protect our safety? Why haven't they shown up yet!"
"Replying to His Highness the Prince, we have just contacted the Yoshimura Regiment, but they haven't called back yet." The second lieutenant paused and said.
"Asshole, once I'm safe, I will definitely send this guy Shinji Yoshimura to a military court for severe punishment!" Komatsu Miyajima Makoto said in a bad tone.
But Komatsu Miyajima Makoto never imagined that the Yoshimura United support he wanted was actually outside the carriage.
The second lieutenant lowered his head and dared not speak.
Hearing the intensive gunfire outside, Makoto Komatsu Miyajima said with a hint of panic: "Send a report to the Kitahara Division immediately.
Order them to send people quickly to support our unit, I only give them two hours."
Speaking of this, Komatsu Miyajima Makoto suddenly changed his words and said with a solemn expression: "No, one hour, they only have one hour.
If I don't see their supporting troops within an hour, I will definitely report the matter to His Majesty the Emperor and ask His Majesty the Emperor to punish them severely!"
"Hai, Your Highness the Prince!" The Japanese second lieutenant stood up and nodded, then walked quickly away.
…
Anwucheng.
Kitahara Kurao looked at the message in his hand in disbelief.
His Royal Highness the Prince was attacked by unknown armed forces on the Zhengtai Railway Line?
The railway line has been blown up, the Prince's special train derailed and was trapped on the railway line west of Suolong Mountain. The Yoshimura Regiment was out of contact, and the Kitahara Division rushed to provide support.
Kitahara Kurao was shocked.
He could never figure out who was so brave and dared to attack His Highness the Prince?
But then.
Then he thought of one more thing.
What on earth are these idiots from the Yoshimura Regiment doing? They didn't realize that His Highness the Prince was being attacked, and they actually asked the Prince to come to ask for help in person.
"Baga, Baga Yalu!" Kitahara Kurao became angrier as he thought about it, and shouted sternly: "Come here, come quickly!"
A senior soldier walked in quickly.
"Immediately order the troops near Suolong Mountain, no matter what they are doing, to drop everything in their hands and move all towards the Suolongshan West Railway!" Kitahara Kurao said through gritted teeth.
"Search His Highness the Prince's location along the way, support His Highness the Prince in getting out of trouble, and tell them that they must be the first to arrive at the first wave of support troops within an hour!"
After a pause, Kitahara Kurao continued: "Immediately send a message to Takakura Hayabusa, telling him that His Highness the Prince is surrounded, and asking him to drop all work and quickly go to seek help from His Highness the Prince!"
"Hai!" The superior soldier nodded heavily and ran down quickly.
…
Jizhou Airport.
Takakura Hayabusa was in a bad mood. After flying for almost several hours, he still gained nothing.
result.
Because of the increasingly heavy wind and snow, he was unable to see the ground conditions carefully.
Where did these guys from the 28th Regiment go?
Is it possible that they can still learn ninjutsu and hide their whereabouts?
The plane landed smoothly at the airport.
Takakura Hayabusa is preparing to get off the plane.
suddenly.
He heard a beeping sound coming from his ears.
Takakura Hayabusa frowned slightly and looked at the flashing radio station.
Finally, he sat down, picked up his earphones, and translated the contents of the message while listening.
When he saw the contents of the telegram, he suddenly lost his composure.
His Royal Highness's special train was actually attacked by unknown armed forces. The enemy's firepower was very fierce. His Royal Highness requested that support be seen within an hour.
Attack?
His Royal Highness?
If it weren't for the fact that this message came from the Kitahara Division, Takakura Hayabusa would have thought it was a joke.
"Your Majesty Colonel, you can get off the plane." The Japanese pilot said respectfully.
"No, keep taking off!" Takakura Hayabusa said urgently: "Take me to the west railway line west of Suolong Mountain immediately."
"But..." The Japanese pilot looked at the vast white field outside the cabin door with some embarrassment.
"No but, His Highness the Prince was attacked by the enemy, we must go to support him!" Takakura Hayabusa said sternly.
As soon as he heard that it was His Royal Highness, the Japanese pilot said nothing more, closed the cabin door and returned to his seat.
The sound of ruined engines rang in my ears again, and the Japanese pilots also showed their superb flying skills.
Seeing the scenery on the ground getting smaller and smaller, Takakura Hayabusa became a little anxious.
What 28th regiment?
What Ding Wei?
Takakura Hayabusa doesn't want to think about it now. He just wants to save his old friend to avoid dying here.
In addition to losing a good friend, the face of the imperial soldiers and the imperial royal family will also be lost.
This message came too slowly. If it had been three minutes earlier, he could have ordered the pilot to divert to Suolong Mountain.
At present, Takakura Hayabusa can only pray in his heart, hoping that His Highness the Prince's escort team can hold on longer.
All the Japs from the strongholds, county towns, and villages near Suolong Mountain came out in full force.
A large number of Japanese soldiers walked on the road, leaving a long series of footprints on the ground.
Soldiers from the 1st Battalion, 3rd Battalion, Machine Gun Company, and Artillery Platoon had been lying in wait here for a long time, but they never waited for Japanese reinforcements to arrive.
What they didn't know was that the little devil's first call for help failed, and a lot of time was wasted in calling for help.
At the same time, it also bought them a lot of time to build a stronger defensive position.
Just when the two battalion commanders thought that the Japanese reinforcements would not arrive, Zhang Long suddenly noticed that a small Japanese team appeared on the road in front of Suolong Mountain.
"Zhao Hu, look quickly!" Zhang Long pushed Zhao Hu and motioned for him to look down.
After Zhao Hu looked over, he was stunned for a moment.
In addition to this small team, there was a steady stream of Japanese troops walking on the road behind them.
At first glance, there must be at least one brigade, but this is far from the end.
"Fuck, how many fucking people are there?" Zhang Long looked at the Japanese soldiers not far away and said in surprise.
Zhao Hu said nothing, but he also understood why the regiment leader asked the two of them to guard here.
I'm afraid the number of troops coming to support this time will not be very small.
Fortunately, this time the two battalions occupied favorable terrain in advance, and the fortifications on the hilltop were also completed.
The Japanese soldiers below were so preoccupied with going to support that they did not notice that there was an ambush at the top of the hill.
"Lao Zhang, do you want to fight or not?" Zhao Hu asked as he saw the Japanese troops below getting closer and closer.