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Chapter 326, a key intelligence
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Mr. Kameda stood on the slope, holding a command knife in his hand, his deep voice was full of anger.

In front of him, the houses of the residents and the crops in the fields were all ablaze.

Stones have to be cut, thatch has to be burned, and people have to be replanted.

Everything in sight is destroyed,
This is part of the plan, now that it's completed, you should be happy, right?

Kameda Colonel not only did not have the slightest joy, but felt very tired.

In three days, it took three full days before they advanced twenty miles.

Even the tortoise crawled faster than them.

But for advancing these twenty miles, the price they paid was painful.

Balu is like crazy, attacking day and night.

There are landmines as you move forward, and there are cold guns shot from the mountains from time to time. If you want to find someone, you have nowhere to look.

Occasionally, shells fired from nowhere are even more fatal.

After finally moving forward for a few miles, at night, they had to dig trenches and build fortifications to prepare for a firefight.

Beware of night-time attacks from the Eight Routes.

Even so, I can't feel at ease. Occasionally, a cold shot will wake people up.

Because you can't guess at all, whether Balu is going to make a feint, or really sneak attack at night.Those who died in the sea of ​​fire the night before were mostly unlucky ones who neglected to take precautions.

For three whole days, I didn't get a good night's sleep, and my nerves were tense all the time.

Kameda's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and he wished he could lie down and have a good sleep immediately.

But that was very extravagant. The gunshots that rang out every once in a while would wake him up immediately, worrying about another attack by the Eighth Route Army.

In the distance, there were several explosions, followed by a few gunshots.

Mr. Kameda was already numb, he knew without asking, it was another eight-way mine, and there were probably two machine guns firing, how much was the loss?

Is it a few, or a dozen?
In the past two days, the eight roads have been doing this.

But this time he was wrong.

The chief of staff, who went to the front line to command in person, came back and said to him: "The Imperial Association Army has become deserters, and I ordered people to shoot those deserters."

Knowing that there are deadly landmines buried ahead, they are still ordered to walk in the forefront all day long. Seeing the companions in front stepping on the landmines and being killed and injured one by one, what kind of fear is in the hearts of the rest of them?
Knowing that it is death, but still going to die.

Those people served as the Imperial Army just to make a living, and they didn't really want to work for the Japanese.

Fear can spread, and the morale of everyone has dropped to the bottom.

It only takes one opportunity to detonate this bomb called distrust.

"Deserters, of course they should be killed." Colonel Kameda said coldly.

No officer likes to have deserters under his command, and deserters are the clearest evidence of low morale.

"How many Imperial Association troops are there?"

"More than 100 people escaped just now, but less than 200 people!"

Just looking at the chief of staff's answer at this time, it seems that the loss is not much.

But you must know that two days ago, a thousand imperial alliance troops were dispatched to cooperate with the imperial army.At this time, % of the losses have been lost, and morale has collapsed, so it is not surprising that there are deserters.

Then force the rest of the Imperial Association Army to go to the mines?

They absolutely escape in minutes.

The chief of staff also said: "In the past two days, because of the occasional cold shots from the Eight Route Army, our army has suffered more than 200 casualties, and the cumulative number of casualties has reached nearly 600. It is almost one-third."

Kameda Colonel didn't need to ask, he knew what he was going to say later:

"Three days of high-intensity combat, everyone's nerves are tense, and they can no longer advance. Can you ask the general for instructions to let our army stop and rest for two days."

If it was three days ago, Kameda would definitely reprimand him.But after three days of beatings, he no longer dared to underestimate the enemy.

If he continued to fight, the price he would have to pay was beyond his reach.

"Send a report to the head of the brigade..."

Whether to move forward or stay, the right to choose is pushed to the superior.

……

The brigade department in Liupan Town.

Ichiro Mitsui knelt on the couch, studying the telegrams in front of him.

The troops of the new second regiment that broke out have always been what he is most worried about these days.

Now that he has got the exact information, there are only two infantry battalions, and someone will take care of them, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

The situation in encircling and suppressing the other two Eighth Route Army armies was half good and half bad.

But even the worst situation is much better than them.

"Report."

Toshihide Yamashita brought the latest telegram: "Captain Kameda has suffered heavy losses to his troops, and requests your guidance."

All the troops under his command were handed over to other people to lead them, and he did not lead troops for the time being, but he started to work as a staff officer.

Mitsui Ichiro took it over and looked at it for a few moments, then uttered a sentence in a thunderous voice: "Tell him, no, no matter how many people die, you can only move on."

"……why?"

Toshihide Yamashita was very puzzled. Nearly one-third of the troops were killed or injured, but they didn't cause too much damage to the enemy.It is inappropriate to explain their strategy at this time.

Those who are subordinates are generally unwilling to ask their superiors for help, which will make them appear incompetent.

Since Captain Kameda has done this, it is enough to explain the pressure he is facing at this time.

Why insist on this?
Ichiro Mitsui photographed the other two telegrams in front of him, both telegrams for help.

"If we all stop at this time, then our plan will become a joke."

Mitsui Ichiro's lowered voice was like a wild beast growling: "Let's launch the wolf-leading plan!"

"Hay."

Toshihide Yamashita knew that this was not the best time to start, but he had no choice but to do so.

I hope their plan can be successfully realized.

……

The headquarters of the new second regiment.

Li Yunlong said to the dispatcher, "You write like this, you idiot Kong Er, your independent group is too stretched, how did you fight?

Our three regiments are the worst gangsters of yours, and you can still let the devils take advantage of you.

Let me tell you, I'm not showing off to you, I have captured more than 1000 puppet troops in three days, and I can't even kill them.

After this battle is over, if you really don't have anything to offer, treat me to a drink and send you half of the prisoners, so that you can make friends with the brigade commander at least. "

The dispatcher was used to the leader's stinky mouth, and he would poke people in the mouth every time.If this friendship is not deep, they will have to turn against him.

Write all the content of the telegram on paper, "Head, wait a moment, he is still receiving the telegram."

"It's okay, remember to send it to me when you're done with business." Li Yunlong knew that business was important, and arguing with old comrades was for private use, but he must not delay serious business.

"Old Li, Captain Li."

In the yard, Zhao Gang was calling for someone.

Li Yunlong opened the door and walked out, "What's wrong?"

"The situation of all blocking forces has been summarized, and we are waiting for you!" Zhao Gang frowned, and wanted to say something to him.

Every evening, we will summarize the situation and discuss the next strategy.

It's a big deal that everyone is here but the leader is not there.

Li Yunlong didn't want Zhao Gang to know what he did just now, otherwise he would be nagging.

"It's enough to call a soldier to talk about it, and I'd like to trouble Lao Zhang to come to me, so I'll go..."

In the combat conference room, several staff officers were drawing marks on the map based on the situation reported by the various troops.

Yuan Lang was holding a small notebook and listening to their statistics.

"Fourth Battalion, the casualties to the enemy today should be more than 120 people. The enemy advanced six miles and set fire to all the farmland and houses in the two villages."

Yuan Lang glanced at the notebook. In fact, the Japanese army killed 76 people and injured 59 people. The total number of casualties was 130.

Soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are relatively simple, and would rather underreport than overreport vague achievements.

In fact, the statistics are still a little less than the real casualties.

The cumulative casualties caused to the Japanese army in three days was , which is already an extremely impressive number.

The price paid was that half of the ammunition reserves were consumed, and the field hospital was full of wounded soldiers.

"Captain."

"Captain."

When everyone saw Li Yunlong coming, they put down their work and greeted him.

As long as the head of the group is there, the whole group has a backbone, and it seems that any difficulty can be easily solved.

Li Yunlong went straight to the map and glanced at the markings on it, "Who can tell us the situation we are facing now?"

Everyone looked at each other, and a senior staff officer stood up:

"The three groups of troops sent by the Japanese army were disturbed by our blocking troops. Not only did they pay a heavy price, but they also became exhausted. Their combat effectiveness has declined greatly.

However, the situation is not all good news for our army.

The Japanese army has seized half of our controlled area and wreaked havoc in the occupied area.Burning farmland and houses and poisoning water wells are all kinds of evil.

If we hadn't transferred all the common people, they would all have become the ghosts of the Japanese army. "

Li Yunlong is quite satisfied with the trick of transferring the common people in advance.

For example, the Eighth Route Army often stripped off the tracks of the Japanese army, causing great losses to the Japanese army.

They couldn't find eight ways to take revenge, so they took out their anger on the people along the railway line and killed everything at every turn.

In order to prevent the common people from being affected, the Eighth Route Army dared not hack the Japanese railways like before.

But that's not a thing after all.

Transferring the common people and fighting the little devils without any worries is the new strategy now.

Another staff officer said: "It's okay for the common people to move ahead of time, but the burned houses and crops can't come back. If the little devils continue like this, even if we drive them away, the common people will still be hungry when they come back."

"There is no way. The Japanese army's insanity is beyond our control."

Things are dead, but people are alive. Zhao Gang gritted his teeth and said, "We can only wait for the devils to be driven out, and then help the common people rebuild their houses and replant crops. We will definitely solve the problem of common people's food."

The problem of food and housing for thousands of people is definitely not a small problem.

Although the New Second Regiment is richer than the friendly army, it is quite difficult to solve this problem.

Political issues are deferred, and military issues are imminent.

"Captain, now our control area has shrunk by half, I want to let a wave of enemies come in and destroy them while there is still room to move."

The senior consultant brought up the old matter again, talking about Yuan Lang's proposal two days ago.

Today is not the same as in the past. The most weakened Japanese army has lost one-third of its combat effectiveness, and it is still an exhausted army.

If you put it in to divide the encirclement, you can eliminate half of it, or even more than half of it.

The experience gained by the blocking troops in the past few days also shows that the enemy can be blocked from the battlefield with a small number of troops.

Li Yunlong looked at the others: "You all think so?"

"Yes, leader, this is a solution to the current predicament, we can't let the little devils occupy our activity space, and then break out.

By then it will be too late.

To wipe out a group of enemies right now, whether to stay and fight, or to break out, the choice is in our hands. "

Several staff officers had discussed it before and reached a consensus.

Facing Li Yunlong's gaze, Yuan Lang shook his head: "I have no objection, just a reminder that the ammunition reserve is only half left, and we still have a thousand more mouths.

When the enemy is surrounded, it is impossible for me to put wings on the carriage and let the supplies air drop in. "

The troops are equipped with a large amount of automatic firepower, and the combat effectiveness has been significantly improved, but the consumption is also scary enough.

In the past three days, the New Second Regiment had exhausted the ammunition of the three infantry regiments.

Let the friendly brothers of other regiments listen to it, they must be envious to death, and they have to clamor to beat the local tyrants.

A lot of ammunition was consumed, the soldiers of the New Second Regiment were up to the task, and enough enemies were eliminated. Yuan Lang was not at a loss and still made money, but the problem was that his mules couldn't fly in.

Even if he had ammunition, he couldn't provide it to the New Second Regiment.

"The remaining ammunition is enough to fight two big battles." Zhao Gang said a word of relief.

But there is no doubt that according to the current style of play, no matter whether the little devil can hold it, the ammunition depot will not hold it.

All the contradictions point to one point: the status quo must be changed and the style of play must be changed.

"Report, a telegram from the intelligence team."

Zhao Gang, who was closest to the door, took the telegram, lowered his head and glanced twice: "It's interesting, according to the information we just got.

The enemy headquarters in Liupan Town mobilized two defenders' brigades to supplement the East Road and West Road respectively.Now there are only 800 people left at the defense line at the pass plus the defenders at the headquarters. "

Everyone digested the contents of the telegram, Yuan Lang took a look at it, and the provider of the information should be Liu Xiongfei, the commander of the puppet army.

This guy doesn't know if he really wants to seek refuge. He is very active these days, and he also provided the news of the Japanese siege.

However, he never believed in this person, even if he had a letter of repentance from this person in his hand.

This person took refuge in the Japanese because the Japanese could give him prosperity and wealth.

What can the Eighth Route Army give him?
Wowotou with pickles.

An egoist doesn't have to think too much about which one to choose.

At the beginning, he was just a prisoner, and he couldn't help himself.

"Old Zhao, what do you think?" Li Yunlong asked.

Zhao Gang knew what he was asking: "Human, I think it is still reliable, and the information should be fine.

If the enemy headquarters in Liupan Town can be wiped out, the battle situation will be reversed. "

(End of this chapter)