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

In this ancient land of Guangzhou, the flames of war rage and the air is filled with smoke.

The 38th Division of the Japanese Army stationed here seemed to be stuck in an endless quagmire, full of depression, and morale dropped to freezing point.

Looking back on the past, the 38th Division was once a force that struck fear in the hearts of the enemy.

Dressed in neat military uniforms and combat boots, they marched with arrogant steps, charging recklessly on the battlefield, using their fierce combat style and the so-called "Bushido spirit" in an attempt to conquer every inch of land wherever they went.

At that time, when facing the enemy, they had only disdain and contempt in their eyes, and drew their swords without hesitation. After a bloody battle, the battlefield was often piled with enemy corpses. They shouted victory in a pool of blood, and returned home with the plundered wealth and what they thought was glory.

However, the wheel of fate turns mercilessly.

As the war situation changed, the division underwent a so-called new reorganization.

But this adaptation was like a nightmare.

The originally well-coordinated combat system was disrupted, the soldiers were redistributed and reorganized, and the new tactics and command methods left them confused.

The once razor-sharp battle blade was worn down to pieces during this adaptation.

The combat effectiveness has seriously declined, like a beast that has lost its sharp fangs and claws, and is only for show.

Although their numbers are still at the front in the Japanese army's sequence, that seemingly glorious ranking has now become a kind of irony, because their actual combat effectiveness has long lagged far behind other troops.

Not only that, they were completely defeated by their opponents in the battle for air supremacy.

Looking up at the sky of Guangzhou, it no longer belonged to them. The enemy's fighter planes were like swift eagles, flying freely in the sky, casting a shadow that seemed like a sword of death hanging over their heads.

The Japanese planes, however, were like birds with bound wings. They were few in number and inferior in performance, and were repeatedly defeated in air battles with the enemy.

Every time they heard the roar of enemy planes, the Japanese soldiers could only hide in fear, watching the bombs explode around them, raising clouds of dust and blood.

The fighting on land was equally brutal.

The Japanese army's proud tanks, which once ran rampant on the battlefield, now became sitting ducks for the enemy. Tanks were frequently blown up, turrets were blown off, and the bodies of the tanks were on fire. The soldiers inside the tanks howled miserably in despair.

The once majestic steel behemoths were now reduced to piles of scrap metal, scattered on the battlefield, witnessing the defeat of the Japanese army. Faced with such a situation, the soldiers of the 38th Division completely lost their temper.

Even if the commander gave the order to attack, they would rack their brains to find ways to shirk it, because they knew that if they stepped out of the fortifications, only death would greet them.

The tanks that once boasted their might in front of other Chinese armies were like paper toys when facing the Baoan Corps, especially the 88mm anti-aircraft guns equipped by the Baoan Corps, which were simply a nightmare for the Japanese tanks.

Just one shot can accurately hit the tank and completely blow it up. The powerful impact force can even overturn the tank, and the crew members will either be killed or injured.

Such a disparity in the results of the battle caused great damage to the self-esteem of the Japanese soldiers. Their former pride was shattered, and their morale fell to the bottom after repeated failures.

The atmosphere in the division headquarters was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. Commander Ando Rikichi had a scowl on his face, and the veins on his forehead bulged like angry little snakes.

He slammed the table hard, and the documents and teacups on the table jumped up and down, making crisp clash sounds.

"Bakayaro, we must find a way to destroy these huge cannons. Otherwise, we can only passively take the beating and we won't be able to assemble our troops." He roared angrily, his voice full of unwillingness and despair.

Standing nearby was Lieutenant General Fujii Yoji, commander of the 38th Division, with a gloomy expression and eyes full of sadness.

He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly into the commander's fiery eyes, and said softly: "Your Excellency Commander, I'm afraid we are simply unable to destroy their heavy artillery." His voice was low and hoarse, like a sigh from the bottom of his heart.

He knew clearly that the enemy's defense line before him was like an indestructible Great Wall of Steel.

Apart from other things, just breaking through the enemy's front-line positions was harder than climbing to the sky. The trenches, barbed wire, and firing points hidden in the dark were like a tight net, waiting for the Japanese army to fall into it.

Not to mention that after that, the enemy also set up several lines of defense, which were stacked on top of each other and echoed each other, forming a three-dimensional defense system.

Want to sneak up and sabotage the enemy's heavy artillery?
That is simply a fantasy.

Lieutenant General Fujii Yoji has sent out several reconnaissance units. These soldiers are carefully selected. They are agile and familiar with various reconnaissance techniques.

Before setting off, they made solemn vows, with a determined light in their eyes, as if the mission would definitely succeed. However, as time went by, these reconnaissance troops seemed to have disappeared into the sea, and no news has been sent back so far.

Obviously, they all met with misfortune and disappeared forever in the enemy's defense line.

Of course, there was some news. Occasionally, a few soldiers who managed to escape brought back disappointing intelligence. It turned out that the enemy's outer positions were full of military dogs.

These military dogs have been strictly trained and have a keen sense of smell and sensitive hearing. As long as a stranger appears on the enemy's line of defense, they will immediately bark and alert their owners.

Afterwards, the Japanese soldiers would be surrounded by the enemy who surged in like a tide, and all of them were captured without exception. And those captured soldiers, after being interrogated by the enemy, never appeared again.

Obviously, the enemy's interrogation methods and subsequent treatment far exceeded Lieutenant General Fujii Yoji's imagination. Under such circumstances, any offensive action would be like a moth flying into a flame and would be meaningless.

"Baga, are we just going to wait for death?" Ando Rikichi's face was livid, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at Lieutenant General Fujii Yoji, as if he wanted to pierce him with his eyes. He could not accept such a reality, that the once invincible Japanese army was now waiting to die in front of the enemy.

"Commander, I'm afraid this is all we can do now. We even need to be on guard against them and not let them take advantage of the opportunity to rush over." Lieutenant General Fujii Yoji said helplessly. He spread his hands, his face full of helplessness and bitterness.

Hearing this, Ando Rikichi's face was filled with sorrow. He slowly turned around and looked out the window at the battlefield full of flames, and a wave of sadness surged in his heart.

He used to be full of vigor and ambition, leading his troops to fight everywhere, and was regarded as a conqueror wherever he went. But now, he has fallen into such a situation. "Tell me how to defend against it?" There was a tremor in his voice, which was a manifestation of anger and powerlessness.

At this time, the sky over Guangzhou was completely controlled by the enemy. From time to time, reconnaissance planes would fly by leisurely, like circling vultures, overlooking everything on the ground. Every move of the Japanese army was under the enemy's surveillance.

Their troop movements and deployments could not be hidden from the enemy. Even if the Japanese used anti-aircraft weapons to drive them away, it would be in vain. The enemy had so many aircraft that they did not care about losing a few fighter planes.

Even if a few planes were shot down, new fighter planes would soon be replenished and continue to hover and conduct reconnaissance in the sky.

Moreover, the enemy's bombing tactics made the Japanese army suffer terribly.

They don't care about accuracy at all. As long as they find a suspicious target, they will drop shells without hesitation.

The shells, like the death gods falling from the sky, exploded on the Japanese positions, raising a cloud of dust and blood. Under such repeated attacks, it became extremely difficult for the Japanese troops to gather.

At the beginning, they were able to gather as a battalion and try to organize an effective counterattack.

But as enemy bombing intensified, the buildup became increasingly dangerous.

During the assembly process, the soldiers were constantly hit by artillery shells, suffering heavy casualties.

In desperation, they could only reduce the size of the assembly to a squadron.

However, the enemy did not let them go and continued to bombard them. In the end, they could only gather in small groups.

Originally, it was thought that the enemy would not waste shells for a squad. After all, the manufacture of shells requires a lot of resources and is very expensive. But the reality surprised the Japanese army. The enemy did not care about the consumption of ammunition at all. Even if there were only three or five people in a group, they would be bombarded. Their purpose was simple, as long as they could bomb people, they would not care about anything else.

This crazy bombing method made the Japanese soldiers in Guangzhou panic. The soldiers lived in fear all day long, with high mental tension, always worried that the shells would explode around them in the next second.

In this desperate atmosphere, Toshiyoshi Ando tried to find a glimmer of hope.

"I don't believe their cannons can keep firing. Their barrels simply can't withstand such a long bombardment. They will definitely stop." He seemed to be comforting himself, and also seemed to be cheering up the people around him. However, Lieutenant General Fujii Yoji just shook his head helplessly. He didn't believe the commander's words at all.

In his opinion, the enemy's offensive momentum was so fierce that there was no sign of stopping. For them, it seemed that they could no longer see the dawn of victory in this war. Perhaps only failure and destruction awaited them.

And they can only struggle in this endless fear and despair, waiting for the judgment of fate.

"Why haven't you launched a general attack yet?" Zhou Weiguo stood on the high ground outside Yangcheng, looking at Yangcheng in front of him, frowning, his eyes full of anxiety and confusion, and asked anxiously.

At this time, Guangzhou looked dilapidated after being ravaged by war, but the Japanese army was still fighting stubbornly.

Logically speaking, the Japanese army has been demoralized and their defense lines are being continuously compressed. This is the perfect time to launch a general offensive. If they can take back Guangzhou in one go during the chaos, it will surely greatly boost the morale of the army.

"Could it be that the president has his own ideas?" Xu Hu asked in a low voice, his eyes fixed on Yang Cheng, revealing a hint of speculation in his eyes.

"I think so." Zhou Weiguo nodded slightly, but his heart was still full of uncertainty.

He knew very well that every decision on the battlefield concerned the lives of countless soldiers and the outcome of the war. Since the commander-in-chief ordered to stop the attack and continue the siege, there must be a deep meaning behind it.

"Could it be to attract the Japanese reinforcements? Surround and attack the reinforcements?" Suddenly, Zhou Weiguo seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself. His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had found the answer to the question.

Siege and attack is a classic tactic, which involves surrounding the enemy in a town and using it as bait to attract enemies from other places to come for reinforcements. The real purpose is to annihilate the enemy reinforcements in order to achieve a greater strategic goal.

If this is the case, then we can understand why we should surround but not attack. This can not only avoid causing too many casualties when attacking Yangcheng, but also give us the opportunity to destroy more Japanese troops.

However, Zhou Weiguo was quite curious as to why the Japanese army had not sent reinforcements.

Judging from the current situation, the Japanese troops in Yangcheng have fallen into a desperate situation. If reinforcements arrive, there may still be a glimmer of hope.

But the Japanese army did not make any move, allowing the defenders of Yangcheng to struggle in the siege.

"Could it be that they are already overwhelmed and have no extra troops to send?" Zhou Weiguo thought to himself. If the consumption continued like this, the Japanese army's supplies would gradually become scarce, and the morale of the soldiers would become increasingly low. In the end, the Japanese army would definitely be the one that could not hold on.

By then, if we launch a general offensive, Guangzhou will be within our grasp.

Zhou Weiguo felt relieved when he thought of this, and continued to pay close attention to the developments in Yangcheng, waiting for the next order from the general manager.

On the other side, Lu Yuhua did have the idea of ​​​​wiping out the Japanese South China Front Army in one fell swoop.

He was well aware that the Japanese troops' dispersion would cause great harm. At that time, they would easily become desperate and cause destruction everywhere, bringing greater trouble to the people and the anti-Japanese war situation.

Therefore, he decided to set up a tight net in Yangcheng to wipe out the Japanese South China Front Army here.

However, he also knew that this would not be easy.

The Japanese army is not a mindless mob, and it is easy to imagine how difficult it would be to lure them all over and annihilate them in one fell swoop.

But Lu Yuhua has his own considerations and confidence.

He firmly believed that the Japanese army would be the last to bear the brunt of the situation. In his view, war was not only a contest of military strength and tactics, but also a contest of resources and endurance.

And he happened to have sufficient financial support, which provided a solid material foundation for his combat plan.

He decided to make full use of this advantage and use artillery bombardment as the main means to keep pressure on the Japanese army.

In his eyes, as long as each artillery bombardment could kill three or five Japanese soldiers, it would be worth it and a huge profit.

Because this will not only effectively reduce the Japanese army's manpower, but also cause huge psychological deterrence to the Japanese army and further undermine their morale.

Lu Yuhua knew that the battle in Yangcheng was crucial to the anti-Japanese war situation in the entire South China, so he had to be cautious in every step. (End of this chapter)