At the headquarters of the Guards Division, Lieutenant General Kunomura Momoyo was stunned as if he had been tapped on an acupuncture point after reading the telegram sent from the headquarters.
With an expression full of disbelief, another lieutenant general died in the hands of the Eighth Route Army.
This was too sudden. Didn't you say it could last for 3 days? You didn't expect it to break so quickly?
However, the telegram said that although the division commander Yu was defeated, the officers and soldiers of the 37th Division were still insisting, and Yoshio Shinozuka ordered him to speed up the offensive.
He was ordered to lead the Guards Division to completely destroy the Eighth Route Arsenal before dark.
Kunomura Momoyo carefully calculated that this was the fourth Imperial Army Lieutenant General to die at the hands of the Eighth Route Army.
The first one was Lieutenant General Numata Tokuchuge who was shot in the abdomen by the Eighth Route Army. He was shot several times and was sent to the hospital where he died after unsuccessful rescue efforts. Although the Japanese army did not admit that Lieutenant General Numata was killed by the Eighth Route Army, it was undeniable that he died at the hands of the Eighth Route Army.
The second was the famous general Norihide Abe, who died under the mortars of the Eighth Route Army in Huangtuling just after he was promoted to lieutenant general.
The third one, Lieutenant General Muto Akira, was killed by the Eighth Route Army's mountain artillery at Niangziguan.
The fourth was Lieutenant General Hirata Kenkichi, who was also killed by eight-way artillery fire.
"Bagaya road!"
Hearing the news about Hirata Kenkichi's broken jade also completely aroused his anger.
They were all excellent generals of the empire, and it was a great shame to die at the hands of a group of peasant troops.
"Division Commander!"
Chief of Staff Zhongze Province Yizuo came in and bowed his head.
"Nakazawa-kun, Lieutenant General Hirata has been shattered." Kunomura Momoyo said in a deep voice, "This is a telegram from Commander Shinozuka."
"Nani?"
Zhongze Province's expression changed as he took the telegram and read it.
After reading the telegram, Nakazawa Shoichi was full of disbelief. These rats actually defeated the 37th Division, and Lieutenant General Hirata also died in the battle?
In the past few days of fighting with the Eighth Route Army in the Eighth Route Base Area, although the Eighth Route Army has been blocking them at all levels, Zhongze Province believes that the Eighth Route Army's mine warfare, sparrow warfare and other tactics are just some small tricks. These alone cannot defeat the Japanese army, nor can they block it.
Unable to stop the Japanese attack.
The only trouble is that the Eighth Route Army has the advantage of fighting at home. Their main force does not fight the Japanese army head-on. It will be difficult for the Japanese army to destroy the Eighth Route Army's main force.
Moreover, the continuous attacks and harassments made the Japanese troops a little tired.
But now we are approaching the Eighth Route Army Arsenal. As an old Chinese saying goes, if you can run away, the monk cannot run away from the temple.
Their soldiers can escape, but the arsenal cannot.
A reporter from Zhongze Province said: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, I went to inspect the vanguard unit this morning and learned something when I came back."
"What's the catch?"
Zhongze Province No. 1: "There is a Chinese man who calls himself Wang Fugui. He claims that he is familiar with the terrain of Huangyadong. After arriving at the outskirts of Huangyadong, he is willing to lead the imperial army to sneak attack on the Huangyadong arsenal from a small road."
"Oh?" Kunomura Momoyo's expression changed, "Where are the others?"
One person from Zhongze Province said: “Just outside.”
Kunomura Momoyo said: "Let him in!"
"Hi!" Zhongze turned around and walked to the headquarters, shouting outside, "Bring him in!"
After a while, two soldiers carrying 38 large lids escorted Wang Fugui in.
"Taijun, Taijun!" As soon as Wang Fugui came in, he couldn't help but nod and bow to Kunomura Momoyo and Nakazawa Shougi.
"Can you lead the way for the imperial army?"
Kunomura Momoyo leaned forward, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Wang Fugui with eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.
Nakaze Shoichi, a China expert, translated Kuno's questions to Wang Fugui simultaneously in Chinese.
"No problem. My friends and I have grown up in this area and are very familiar with Huangya Cave." Wang Fugui answered cautiously.
"Why do you want to lead the way for the imperial army?"
Kuye stared into Wang Fugui's eyes and asked again.
Wang Fugui's tone was cautious and sinister: "Because I hate the Eighth Route Army. As soon as they came, they took away my house and my land and gave it to those mud-legged people... I want to take revenge on the Eighth Route Army."
This Wang Fugui was originally a famous squire from all over the country. After the Eighth Route Army came, he divided the land among the local tyrants.
In order to save his life, Wang Fugui voluntarily gave away his land to the Eighth Route Army, but he always secretly resented it in his heart.
When the Japanese came to raid, the Eighth Route Army mobilized the people to move, but the local tyrants and evil gentry like Wang Fugui refused to leave.
Seeing the Japanese army advancing into the heart of the base area, these squires thought that the Eighth Route Army was doomed and became traitors to the Japanese without hesitation.
"Yo Xi!" After hearing Wang Fugui's words, Kunomura Momoyo said happily, "Wang Sang, you are a friend of the imperial army. After the Eighth Route Army is eliminated, you will be rewarded greatly."
Wang Fugui quickly expressed his gratitude and was taken away by the Japanese soldiers.
"Nakazawa-kun, you handled this matter very well." After a pause, Kunomura Momoyo asked again: "Where have the forward troops advanced?"
The division headquarters and headquarters troops were with the artillery regiment, and the 3rd, 4th and 3rd regiments of the Guards Division attacked and advanced from the front.
Due to the terrain, the Japanese were not familiar with the small roads, so they could only attack along the main roads.
However, the Eighth Route Army has always been blocking the attack, and the number of Japanese wounded has been increasing.
Zhongze Province pointed at the map: "Division commander, the leading troops will arrive at Gujia Village immediately. After passing Gujia Village, they will reach Huojiazhuang and then turn 3 kilometers west to reach the Eighth Route Arsenal."
Kunomura Momoyo's eyes dropped and he nodded: "Yoshi, the vanguard force is only 6 kilometers away from the outskirts of the Eighth Route Arsenal. Order the vanguard force to speed up!"
After a pause, Kunomura Momoyo drew out the Lieutenant General's command sword with a swipe: "My sword can't wait any longer. After capturing the Huangyadong Arsenal, I cut off the heads of all the Eighth Route Army soldiers and hung them on the cliff of the sky to commemorate Lieutenant General Hirata."
And the heroic spirit of Lieutenant General Takeda!”
"Hi!" Zhongze Sheng said with a ferocious smile, lowered his head, turned around and walked out.
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The commander of the Search Regiment of the Guards Division, Takeyoshi Imaka, led the troops to attack and advance.
According to the map, Gujiazhuang is ahead.
The search wing is a special formation of the Japanese army.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is mainly responsible for multiple tasks such as reconnaissance, battle breakthrough, battle maneuver, and battle pursuit.
In addition to the wing headquarters, it also has a horse squadron, a vehicle squadron, and an armored vehicle squadron.
The entire regiment has about 400 personnel, more than 10 horses, 1 Type 95 tank, and 1 truck.
This kind of organization does have high mobility and protection, and can achieve a certain degree of rampage on low-tech and relatively gentle terrain.
Especially after tearing apart the defense line of the infantry-based troops, it is easier to cause confusion and fear in the enemy and further develop the results of the battle.
In Imaka Wuyi's opinion, it would be a piece of cake for such a force to deal with Tubal Road.
However, the effect of the search unit was far beyond his expectation. The Eighth Route Army was actually equipped with powerful anti-tank weapons. One tank of the search unit had been scrapped and seven of them had been scrapped.
Even the cavalry could not exert its mobility advantage in the ravine-ridden mountainous terrain.
There are also many German-style mines buried on the road. These mines are so powerful that they can explode into a large area.
When the engineers of the search wing were clearing mines, they were often knocked down by sudden machine gun fire.
When Imazhong Wuyi responded with fire and then led his troops to attack, the Eighth Route Army ran away again.
When you feel safe, Ba Lu suddenly appears again after only a few steps and attacks you with a burst of firepower.
From yesterday to this morning, the search wing had advanced less than 30 kilometers and already suffered most of its casualties. It is necessary to recruit more from each wing in order to continue to serve as the vanguard.
Otherwise, with the remaining 100 or so people, they would have been eaten by the Eighth Route Army.
Takeyoshi Imaka forcefully opened the turret cover of the Type 95 light tank and looked forward at the desolate village ahead.
A soldier ran over with a rifle and reported: "Report to the commander, no Chinese have been found in the village!"
"Keep searching and move forward!" Takeyoshi Imaka said.
"Hi!"
Several engineers held minesweepers and searched slowly along the road next to Gujia Village.
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Temple top mountain.
Taihang Column Headquarters.
Huang Erhu put down the high-power walkie-talkie, stood up, turned around and saluted Li Yunlong: "Report to the commander-in-chief that the enemy's leading troops have arrived at Gujia Village."
"Okay!" Li Yunlong nodded, "order the scouts to report the enemy's location at any time!"
"Yes!" Huang Erhu responded, turned around and returned to his seat.
Li Yunlong raised his wrist and checked the time. It was estimated that the Japanese would arrive at the outskirts of the Huangyadong Arsenal in three hours and enter the encirclement in another hour.
So, he walked to the radio phone, opened the call, and picked up the receiver.
"Hey, boss Li is calling boss Chen, and boss Li is calling boss Chen."
At this time, in a base under a mountain less than 0 kilometers away from the Huangyadong Arsenal, a handsome boy heard the sound of electric current coming from the radio next to him.
The handsome boy picked up the receiver and responded: "Boss Chen received it, Boss Li please speak."
Li Yunlong said: "Boss Li applied for pigeons to take off."
Not long after, Chen Feng said on the radio: "We have arranged for the pigeons to take off immediately."
After hearing this, Li Yunlong immediately hung up the call, with a sneer on his lips, the little devil is just waiting to become a mature man.
"Li Yunlong!" A familiar voice sounded in Li Yunlong's ears.
Li Yunlong turned around quickly and saw the division commander wearing glasses walking in from the door. He quickly saluted with a military salute: "Commander!"
It was the division commander who personally commanded the four regiments to block the Japanese Guards Division. The Guards Division did not get any advantage at the hands of the division commander.
But now we should not call it blocking, but should call it luring the enemy deeper.
The division commander asked: "Li Yunlong, the vanguard of the Japs has arrived at Gujia Village. How is it going on here?"
"Report to the division commander," Li Yunlong said, "The pockets have been laid, and now we are waiting for the son-of-a-bitch Guards Division to get in."
The division commander looked relieved and asked Li Yunlong about his troop deployment.
Li Yunlong first reported on the deployment of troops, and then smiled: "Commander, in addition to setting up a large pocket formation, I also called for air support to ensure that this dog-year-old Emperor's Guards will drink a big pot."
"Not bad!" The teacher nodded, adjusted his glasses again, his expression was extremely satisfied.