Chapter 411 So bitter (double monthly ticket, please vote!)
The commander of the 36th Infantry Brigade, Mitsuru Ushijima, was the man who made Ushijima Sadao feel a little bit happy.
Because, compared with the increasingly brief battle reports sent by his 18th Division to the Tenth Army Headquarters, the battle reports of the 36th Infantry Brigade almost never changed.
November 12, pursue the enemy!
In the early morning of November 13th, we were attacked!
November 13th, chasing the enemy!
In the early morning of November 14th, we were attacked!
Although this kind of battle report contains few words, it contains countless complex human emotions. Not to mention that Yanagawa Heisuke, the commander of the Tenth Army and the acting commander of the Sixth Division, was so angry that his head was smoking. Even Sakai
Tokutaro, Kunisaki, Shigeharu Suematsu and other Japanese generals who were dozens of kilometers away in Kunshan all wanted to shed bitter tears for their colleague.
What kind of Chinese army did our dignified Imperial Tenth Army encounter?
However, there has never been anything that empathizes with him in this world. No one other than Ushijima Mitsuru himself can understand the frustration and helplessness of this Japanese army major general.
Because the battle report he reported was just the tip of the iceberg of the difficulties he and his entire infantry brigade encountered.
During the day, the 36th Infantry Brigade pursued the thousands of Chinese people who were fleeing frantically based on the reconnaissance information from the naval reconnaissance aircraft forwarded by the Tenth Army Headquarters. There was nothing wrong with this, it was an absolute pursuit.
However, the attacks described in the battle report did not only occur at night when people needed to rest.
During the day, it is also the time when several Chinese people are active.
Yes, that's right, a large army that could line up for ten miles was actually attacked by a few Chinese.
And, right in broad daylight.
If possible, Ushijima Mitsuru would like to yell at Tianchang: Is there any justice? Is there any justice in this?
But, it just happened.
Unfortunately, the 36th Infantry Brigade may be the first unit in this era to be targeted and constantly harassed by special forces.
During the pursuit of the Chinese, those hateful Chinese were like gangrene on the bones, always following the army, trying to catch them with a cold blow.
Sometimes, they hid on a hill more than a mile away and fired a few cold shots, and specially selected people with high military ranks to shoot.
The Japanese army was equipped with a lot of grenade launchers that could have dealt a sufficient blow to the cold gunners, but the distance of 500 meters was already the limit of the grenade launchers that could be accurately thrown. Beyond that, they would be synonymous with a few random hits.
The infantry artillery has sufficient attack power and attack range. However, by the time the infantry gunner launches the cannon and then aims according to the direction described by the infantry, the murderer has already escaped and is hiding somewhere.
As for the heroic Japanese infantry who are said to be the "strongest division on the face of the earth", it takes three minutes to run 600 meters while fully armed. Running too fast can easily cause injuries.
Not only are these nasty Chinese capable of precise shooting at long distances, but the machine guns they are equipped with are also terrifying and terrifying.
A long burst of fire from hundreds of meters away, and dozens of bullets erupted within seconds, made all the infantrymen involved in the pursuit crawl down collectively, but at least four or five of them would never be able to stand up again in their lives.
The only mountain artillery group that could deal with them seemed to be still seven or eight miles away from the infantry army. By the time they set up the artillery, the day lilies were already cold.
Even if the infantrymen rushed forward without fear of death under the urging of officers at all levels, it would be of no use.
Those few Chinese even had time to clear away all traces of their escape, making it impossible for the experienced tracking soldiers to pursue them.
In fact, they just left traces. If the strength is less than one infantry squadron, not many elite soldiers dare to pursue it. The tragic situation of an infantry squadron that participated in the pursuit at night with a casualty rate of more than 50% happened dozens of hours ago.
!Who dares not to take a warning?
In one day, three similar attacks occurred, making everyone in the 36th Infantry Brigade nervous.
Even when marching in a hurry, he looked left and right, for fear that he would accidentally lose his life inexplicably.
But as the saying goes, "If you're not afraid of thieves, you're afraid of them missing you." The "thieves" who care about them are not only bold, but their work is extremely hard. Whenever they attack, some people will lose their lives.
However, as the casualty list came out, the nervous hearts of ordinary Japanese infantrymen became somewhat relieved.
The Chinese who participated in the attack had very poisonous eyes, and the targets they were looking for were all military officers.
Of the three attacks that occurred during the day on the first day, nothing happened to ordinary infantrymen. Three Japanese captains and a Japanese major lost their lives, and an army lieutenant was shot, perhaps because Amaterasu finally appeared.
He was hit in the chest, but miraculously survived because his heart was naturally biased to the right side.
Although he was also seriously injured, at least one person was not added to the list of casualties.
For this reason, Ushijima Mitsuru, who wanted to fight the attackers with his sword in hand, had to order the entire army, including him, that all generals and junior officers were no longer allowed to wear dark green woolen general and junior officer uniforms, nor were they allowed to wear rank epaulettes.
White gloves, long leather boots, and command knives were all put away, and horses were not allowed during the march.
Riders on horseback may very well become Tang Monk and become a big piece of fat in the eyes of attackers hiding in the wilderness.
As a result, the 36th Infantry Brigade became the most integrated team of officers and soldiers in the history of the Japanese Army. All generals and officers, including Ushijima Mitsuru, were like ordinary soldiers, wearing helmets, large leather shoes, carrying uniforms and backpacks, and carrying
Big feet measure the land of China.
In the autumn wind in southeastern China, Your Majesty the Japanese Army Major General, who has not done any physical training since he was promoted to colonel a few years ago, is tired.
Like a dog!
In China, why is Baga’s hair so big?
I'm afraid this is the truest thought of the Japanese officials who dream of a vast land at this time. On the main island, they ran wildly on this day. It can be said that they ran from one county to another.
But here, it's just a wasteland in a county in China.
Thousands of Chinese people are playing hide and seek with them in this wasteland with a radius of more than 100 kilometers. Unless there are navy and land reconnaissance planes, they might be able to strike back at any time!
On several hills along the way, there are simple trenches left by the Chinese.
On the way to escape, he still dug this, and his thoughts were obvious without asking.
This is not an ordinary Chinese army. How could Ushijima Man be alert to the Chinese army more than ten kilometers away without breaking out in a cold sweat?
However, thousands of Chinese people did nothing to counterattack, but he was depressed by a few Chinese people.
It would be fine if they were just forced to walk, but those nasty Chinese probably figured out that they didn't have many cavalry on hand.
On the second day of the day, they were no longer satisfied with cold shots. They actually carried that damn mortar with a range of up to 2,800 meters.
When they knew that a cannon might fire a shot at a carriage loaded with cannonballs, how much shadow would be in the hearts of the artillery squadron soldiers of the infantry brigade? No one knew except themselves.
Just as his colleagues could only sympathize with him, His Excellency Major General Mitsuru Ushijima could not empathize with them.
Anyway, since a mortar shell from the wilderness exploded five meters away from a carriage filled with shells, whether it was a heavy baggage or an artillery soldier, the Japanese army had flammable and explosive materials around them anyway.
Kabai.
For those who didn’t know, they thought they were Western mercenaries!
Whenever there was a break, there would be absolutely no one around for hundreds of meters around the carriage loaded with ammunition. The baggage soldiers responsible for the transportation would always express their expressions blankly and praise Amaterasu for blessing before eating with their lunch boxes.
God knows when those nasty "blood-sucking mosquitoes" will come over again? Will they hit the ammunition transport truck?
Yes, if the strong Japanese army is like a strong bison, then Tang Dao, Niu Er, Heizi, and Xia Dayu, who are constantly attacking, are at best a few blood-sucking mosquitoes.
It can't be fatal, but this unpreventable practice of occasionally popping up and sucking a few mouthfuls of blood from a certain 'cow' is not only annoying to the 'cow'
It's so painful that I don't want to go.
Both the mind and body were tortured twice.
But this was only during the day, compared to the night attack in the Ushijima battle report.
