Anti-Japanese War: The whole world is a base vehicle

"Are we going to attack Hanoi?" Governor De Gu opened his eyes wide with shock on his face. He looked straight at his subordinates in front of him, as if he had heard some fairy tale.

He never expected that the situation would deteriorate so quickly. It had only been a short time and they were about to be attacked to Hanoi. This speed was beyond his imagination and was extremely exaggerated.

Governor Degu was angry and anxious, and couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that all the soldiers on the front line were useless? When did the French army become so weak?

It would have been fine if they couldn't defeat the Japanese army before, but now, they can't even defeat a group of indigenous rebels. This is really embarrassing.

For a moment, he felt as if his brain was in a tangled mess, a little out of control, and he was completely unable to make sense of the chaotic situation.

"Your Excellency Governor, there is something wrong with these rebels." The subordinate stood straight, his expression serious as if covered by a layer of frost, and reported seriously.

"What do you mean?" Governor Degu frowned and looked at the other party in confusion, with confusion and anxiety in his eyes.

He really didn't understand what his subordinates meant by this. In his opinion, those rebels were just a group of rabble. What was wrong with them?

"The fighting effectiveness of these rebels is very strong. They don't look like a group of rabble at all. Instead, they are like well-trained elite soldiers. Not only are they very flexible in their use of tactics, their firepower is also very strong. Our troops are no match for them at all." The subordinate explained anxiously as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead due to nervousness.

He was well aware of the severity of the current situation. The strength displayed by these rebels was so shocking that he had to make the governor aware of the situation.

Looking at the subordinate in front of him, if he was not the one who was his confidant, Governor Degu would never believe what he said.

He has always had a certain degree of confidence in his troops. Although he knew that the rebels were difficult to deal with, he did not expect them to be so powerful.

"Damn these damn bastards." Governor Degu was so angry that his face turned red and he cursed with gritted teeth.

Of course, he was not cursing the rebels themselves, but was cursing the Soviet army behind the rebels in his heart.

He was convinced that it was the Soviet army that was behind all this, making these rebels, which should have been easy to deal with, so difficult to deal with.

"Your Excellency Governor, now either withdraw troops from the south or retreat. The rebels have already launched an attack here." The subordinates advised again earnestly.

He knew very well that the current situation was extremely critical and he had to make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise when the rebels really arrived, it would be too late.

"Has it come to this?" Governor Degu took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the boredom and anxiety in his heart, and then slowly exhaled, looking at his subordinates in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Yes." The subordinate nodded heavily, his expression still very serious, and he did not relax at all because of the governor's question, because he knew that every decision at this moment was related to the life and death of all of them.

"Let me think about it again." Governor Degu shook his head slowly, his face full of confusion and unwillingness.

He really didn't want to retreat in such a disgrace. After all, as the Governor of Hanoi, where would his face be if he gave up so easily?

This also means the failure of the rule over this area, which is a result that he cannot accept in any way, so he feels that he still needs to consider it carefully to see if there are other ways to reverse the current unfavorable situation.

As for drawing reinforcements, that seemed impossible to him.

With only more than 10,000 French troops, the manpower is already tight, and they have to defend so many places. Each stronghold needs someone to be stationed to ensure that the situation does not deteriorate further.

If we withdraw some troops to serve as reinforcements, other places will inevitably be left undefended. By then, who knows how many natives will seize this opportunity to start a riot. That would be a really big deal, and the entire situation would probably get completely out of control and become unmanageable.

"It seems that we can only ask the Japanese army for help." Governor Degu frowned, thought hard for a while, and then sighed helplessly.

In this helpless situation, it seems that only the Japanese army has the ability to solve this problem.

Although he had many dissatisfactions and reluctances towards the Japanese army in his heart, after all, the Japanese army was also an external force, and there had been some disputes and conflicts of interest between the two sides before.

But at this moment, in order to maintain his ruling position in Hanoi and to stop the aggressive rebels, he could only pin his hopes on the Japanese army, although he himself felt that this was a helpless choice.

.........

"Let us send troops to help them eliminate those rebels?" In the Southern Army Headquarters, General Terauchi Hisaichi, who had just taken over as the commander-in-chief, was stunned for a long time holding the telegram in his hand.

He never expected to receive such a telegram from the French army. It was really beyond his expectations.

What made him feel even more bizarre was that the other side actually openly asked him to send troops for support. This was really unbelievable to General Terauchi Juichi.

After all, in his opinion, although the two parties have a certain relationship, this request is a bit too much.

"What exactly did these French troops do?" General Terauchi Hisaichi asked with a frown and a look of curiosity on his face.

During this period of time, he has been busy carefully arranging the direction of attack and many other important military affairs, and his mind was all focused on those strategic plans, so he really didn't pay much attention to the situation in Annan.

After all, Vichy France is now an ally. In his opinion, since the two sides have reached such an alliance relationship, there is no need for him to keep a close eye on the other side as before.

So, he really didn't have a clear idea about what happened in the Annan region.

"I don't know the details, but I know that a rebel group appeared under their rule. They are very powerful and they are suspected to have the support of the Soviet army. Some time ago, the French army dispatched an infantry regiment, but it was completely wiped out. Now they are launching an attack towards Hanoi." Tsukada Kou stood straight and reported quickly and clearly.

He knew very well that the current message was very important to the commander and must be conveyed accurately.

"What?" General Terauchi Juichi was stunned when he heard this, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. It was obvious that he was also shocked by this sudden news.

It was really unexpected that a rebel army could wipe out a French infantry regiment and was now marching towards Hanoi. It seemed that the situation in Annan was far more complicated than he had imagined.

"Soviet Army?" When Terauchi Hisashi heard this word, his face instantly turned gloomy and extremely ugly.

Back then, the Japanese army suffered a great loss in the confrontation with the Soviet army. Those painful defeats are still vivid in people's minds, so much so that many people in the Japanese army now suffer from Soviet phobia and become terrified when they hear news about the Soviet army.

"Commander, do you reject the French army's request?" Tsukada Ko asked cautiously.

He knew very well that how to respond to the French army's request for help was an extremely tricky issue, so he did not dare to speak loudly for fear of upsetting the commander.

Upon hearing this, Terauchi Juichi did not give an immediate reply, but remained silent for a long time.

He just looked at Tsukada Gong quietly, his eyes full of thought and consideration, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

"What do you think?" Terauchi Juichi finally asked. He was really curious about what Tsukada Kou thought was the most appropriate way to handle this matter.

"I think it's better to send troops." Tsukada Gong gave his opinion. His tone was very firm, and it was obvious that he had thought it over carefully.

"Why?" Terauchi Hisaichi asked immediately. He was eager to know what the reason was that made Tsukada Ko make such a decision.

"Since the Soviet army is behind us, it means they will definitely not just do small-scale fighting. Once those rebels become powerful, it will be very troublesome and may even affect our strategy." As Tsukada Ko said this, he walked to the wall, pointed at the map hanging on the wall and began to explain in detail.

He knew very well that this matter not only concerned the safety of the French army, but was also closely related to the overall strategic layout of the Japanese army in the region.

If the rebels with Soviet background were allowed to grow and become a powerful force, it would inevitably cause serious interference and obstruction to the Japanese army's subsequent series of action plans. Therefore, in the long run, sending troops to help might be a wiser choice.

"You are right. If we fail to suppress this rebel force, it will indeed affect our strategy. It is just right to suppress this rebel force to dampen the Soviet army's morale." After listening to Tsukada Ko's analysis, Terauchi Hisaichi nodded slightly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

In his opinion, this was indeed a good opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. It could not only help the French army solve its current difficulties, but also give the Soviet army a warning and let them know that the Japanese army was not easy to mess with and that they could not allow the forces supported by the Soviet army to expand wantonly in this area.

"Then let Yamashita Tomoyuki lead the 4th Division and eliminate the rebels there." Terauchi Hisaichi made a quick decision and spoke.

In his heart, although he always knew that the 4th Division was somewhat unreliable, he thought that dealing with these indigenous rebels should not be a big problem.

After all, the Fourth Division always found various excuses to shirk fighting with the British Army, but now they were facing the indigenous rebels, so they should be able to deal with them easily. If they couldn't even beat such an opponent, then I would be completely disappointed with this division and would never want this rotten division again.

Hearing this, Tsukada Gong subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

He knew exactly how "rotten" the 4th Division was. It was not that the 4th Division was not good in terms of combat effectiveness and equipment. On the contrary, their combat effectiveness and equipment were first-rate among all the Japanese divisions.

But the problem lies in their philosophy of fighting. The people of the Fourth Division have to carefully calculate the costs and benefits when fighting.

If they feel that the cost of a battle is too high and the ultimate benefits are very small, then they will never agree to fight, and may even come up with all kinds of strange reasons to shirk their combat missions.

Because of this, the entire Southern Army was very troubled by such a division and did not want them very much.

But after all, they are fully equipped and staffed, with a total of 30,000 people there.

If they were asked to do nothing and just be kept alive, and we still had to pay them salaries and provide them with food, who would be happy with that?

But now that he heard Terauchi Juichi's arrangement, Tsukada thought about it carefully and felt that maybe nothing would go wrong this time. After all, they were only facing indigenous rebels, and maybe the 4th Division would complete the mission happily because it was relatively easy to win.

But he was still a little worried in his heart, fearing that the Fourth Division would create something unexpected again.

The result was just as Terauchi Hisaichi had expected. After receiving the news that they would go to Annan to suppress the rebels, the 4th Division's first reaction was not to think about how to formulate a combat plan or deploy troops. Instead, they immediately began to calculate the cost of this operation.

When they heard that the other side was just a group of indigenous rebels, the people in the division did not show too extreme a reaction.

In their opinion, they were just a group of natives. How much could they be capable of? They could easily control them, as easy as killing a few ants. So they were quite relaxed and thought that the task should not be difficult.

After roughly estimating the costs, they began to think about the profits that could be brought by this matter.

"Is there a lot of rice in Annan? Rice should be very valuable now." A major couldn't help but ask in a low voice. He thought to himself that if he could get some rice from Annan and sell it, he would make a lot of money.

"But do we have any channels to sell it?" another captain asked after hearing what the major said.

Although he also thought that getting rice to sell was a good idea to make money, he was also worried that there would be no suitable sales channels. If the rice he got back could not be sold, then all his work would be in vain.

"I'll take care of this. I know a businessman who specializes in grain and offers a good price." The major who spoke earlier said proudly. He seemed to have seen a lot of money waving at him, and felt that as long as he got this done, he could not only complete the task but also make a lot of money. It was simply a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

"Is this business feasible?" the captain asked again hesitantly. He was still a little worried about whether there would be any variables. After all, if this matter was not handled properly, if something went wrong in the process of selling rice, it would be troublesome.

"Of course we can. They are just a bunch of natives. It's not difficult to defeat them." The major said confidently.

In his eyes, those indigenous rebels did not pose any threat at all. Their Fourth Division would surely be able to quickly wipe out the rebels, and then they could peacefully go about their rice business, as if everything was already set in stone, and they did not take those rebels seriously at all. (End of this chapter)