Chapter 746: The frustrated commander of the 110th Division
After Wan Jingang finished speaking, he waved the iron rod and rushed towards the little devil. The little devil was generally 1.56 meters tall. Seeing the fierce and strong man rushing towards him, he subconsciously took two steps back.
Wherever Wan Jingang passes by, the little devil's muscles and bones may be broken, or the internal organs may be shattered.
Seeing Wan Jingang acting like a tiger and a tiger, attracting all the attention of the little devil, Monk Wei just watched the fun from the side: "Old Wan, I won't argue with you these little devils, I will deal with that devil
High official!"
When Wan Jingang heard this, his eyes were on fire, and he hit the little devil who couldn't dodge with a stick: "Monk Wei, you are so damn ungrateful, you want to keep it all for yourself!"
There were quite a few Japanese troops following the division headquarters. However, because the Eighth Route Army's offensive was too fierce, all the Iinuma garrison troops were pressed forward. At the moment, except for the few Japanese troops who were fighting Wan Jingang, there were only a few Japanese troops who were fighting.
Iinuma Mamoru watched Monk Wei running toward him, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes. He clenched his command sword with both hands and shouted while rushing: "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
To Iinuma Mamoru's consternation, Monk Wei stopped at this moment. Under Iinuma Mamoru's panicked eyes, he quickly pulled out the shell gun at his waist and shot Iinuma Mamoru in the thigh twice.
"Bagaya!" Mamoru Iinuma fell to the ground, pressing his legs in pain and wailing: "You, you don't respect martial ethics, you are not worthy of being a soldier!"
"I have a gun. If I fight you in close combat, I'll have water in my head. If the commander hadn't issued an order to capture you alive, I would have killed you directly!" After the monk finished speaking, he continued to use the shell gun to shoot down the surrounding little ones.
Shoot all the Japs to death.
"Monk, monk, how could you do this? You ate the meat and didn't even leave a mouthful of soup for me?" Wan Jingang said dissatisfiedly when he saw Monk Wei kill several little devils in front of him.
"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield. This guy is a Japanese lieutenant general. If you wait a little longer, the assault group will come and they will eat us alive!"
Monk Wei was very clever. The two of them had taken advantage of the attention of the assault group and the 22nd regiment to attract the attention of the Japanese army. If the people of the assault group knew, the two of them had taken the biggest advantage.
People can please others.
After the monk finished speaking, he quickly tore off a piece of cloth and blocked Iinuma Mamoru's mouth, then wrapped the little devil in a tent, and the two of them carried Iinuma Mamoru back to the headquarters.
When a small unit of the assault regiment rushed near the Japanese division headquarters, they saw only dead bodies on the ground.
"Company commander, this must be the division headquarters of the Little Japs. The radio station is still here. It's such a pity that the commander of the Little Japs division has run away!" a soldier said regretfully.
The company commander looked coldly at the corpses of the Japanese soldiers at the scene. Most of the corpses were injured by blunt instruments, and a few of the corpses had gunshot wounds.
"Hmph, it's probably someone who got there first. Were those two security guards of the Communist Party who passed by us just now?" the company commander asked.
"It's true, two people are carrying tents and carrying things, and one of them is holding a big iron rod!" the soldier replied.
"It's because he ran away. Company commander, should we give chase?"
"What the hell are you chasing? After all, we are incompetent. Even if we sue the *** members, we won't be justified!" the company commander said solemnly, with a look of reluctance on his face. Just a little bit, the credit for the great achievements slipped away in front of his eyes.
gone.
The Japanese army of the 110th Division was cut into three parts by the Eighth Route Army. The central Japanese army, headed by the Japanese Division Headquarters, was severely damaged by the heavy machine gun position deployed by the Eighth Route Army in Motou Town when the battle just started.
As a result, the Japanese army in the central part of the country began to be defeated. The 110th Regiment and the 140th Regiment in the east and west divisions maintained their position for a short time, but their formations were also disrupted by intersecting troops and were gradually divided and strangled.
From the overall battle situation, the overall situation of the battle to annihilate the 110th Division in Motou Town has basically been decided, and the little Japanese have absolutely no power to resist.
After the conversation was divided, Monk Wei and the two men happily carried Iinuma Mamoru to find Zhou Weihan.
"Commander, we have accomplished great feats this time. Who do you think we caught?" The monk opened the tent, revealing the face of Iinuma Mamoru.
"Iinuma Mamoru, commander of the 110th Division?" Zhou Weihan asked in surprise.
"It's just that this little devil didn't run away and wanted to fight with me one on one, but we were both captured alive!" the monk said with a smile.
Wan Kong, whose face was originally as black as carbon, looked a little surprised when he heard this: "The ** member is Iinuma Mamoru who was captured alive by the monk alone!"
"I said Lao Wan, if you hadn't attracted the attention of the Japanese army, I would have had this opportunity. This is the credit of both of us!" The monk smiled naively and patted Wan Jingang on the shoulder.
"Well, the credit is gone. The contribution of a Japanese division commander this time is not small. You two wait for the commendation from the headquarters. Go and find the health workers. Don't bleed to death in a while!" Zhou Weihan looked at it.
The blood stained the tent red, indicating that the old devil was injured.
Iinuma Mamoru, whose mouth was gagged, watched helplessly as the three Eighth Route Army soldiers pointed at him, with ferocious faces, and kept struggling. Seeing that Iinuma Mamoru was still dishonest, the monk stepped on the wound on Iinuma Mamoru's thigh.
superior.
This time, Iinuma Mamoru screamed in pain and his face instantly turned pale.
"Hey, be honest, or I'll kill you!" The monk didn't care whether Mamoru Iinuma could understand Japanese or not, and after speaking, he made a considerate gesture.
After the August 13th Incident, Iinuma Mamoru served as the chief of staff of the Shanghai Expeditionary Force. The Japanese army massacred Jinling. Although Iinuma Mamoru did not personally participate in it, he could not escape the responsibility.
The majestic commander of the 110th Division, who could be described as a local emperor in the Shimen area, had the power of life and death for millions of people. In the blink of an eye, he was captured alive by the Eighth Route Army. He was tortured by Monk Wei until he lost his temper.
After the pig-killing howl stopped, Iinuma Mamoru stared blankly at the sky. Seeing this, Monk Wei hurriedly pulled twice, but Iinuma Mamoru didn't react at all.
Monk Wei's heart suddenly rose, and he thought to himself, don't let him get fucked to death, and it would be too unfair for his original merit to be exchanged for solitary confinement.
"Hygienist, where is the hygienist?"
"Stop screaming, you're still alive!" Wan Jingang reached out and tried to breathe, thinking to himself, how could this Monk Wei be so stupid for a while.
As the time approached around three o'clock in the middle of the night, the battle that lasted for nearly four hours finally came to an end. Regardless of fatigue, the soldiers were all excited to clean up the battlefield one by one.
"Quickly, clean the battlefield and be careful. You won't lose money this time!"
In this battle, more than 12,000 Japanese troops of the 110th Division were massed by the Eighth Route Army and wiped out in Motou Town on the Shide Line. No one escaped. Division Commander Iinuma Mamoru and more than 600 Japanese soldiers were captured.