Sword: Heart of Iron
Chapter 99 There is a traitor, there must be a traitor!
Chapter 99 There is a traitor, there must be a traitor!
On the Japanese side.
The commander of the 26th Brigade, Numata Tokushige, had a grim expression on his face: "Have you contacted the Ida Regiment?"
The staff officer shook his head: "Not yet."
"A messenger has been sent to the front line. I believe there will be a result soon."
Numata Toku nodded and paced back and forth in the room.
The Chinese army built a defense line on the west bank of the Chi River, and the resistance was beyond imagination. No one expected that the first battle after the capture of the capital would be so difficult.
"Have you investigated the reinforcements from Chihe Town?"
Staff officer: "It's the North China Battle Group coming from Shanxi."
Numata Tokushige frowned: "Battle group? A new organization of the Chinese army?"
The staff officer took out a stack of information and said, "According to the intelligence department's investigation, this is a new temporary organization. All the information about this unit is here."
After saying that, he bowed slightly and handed it over with both hands.
Numata Tokushige took it and read it carefully.
After a while his expression changed.
"Kunizaki Noboru died at the hands of these people?"
Although the facts were right in front of them, the Japanese army was unwilling to admit that Kunisaki Noboru was captured alive and insisted that he died a martyr for his country.
But if a general of this level really died for his country, how could the Japanese side not make any move and not even hold a decent memorial service?
The staff officer nodded: "It was the predecessor of this unit, the First Provisional Brigade of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army that captured Lieutenant General Kunisaki Noboru, and the commander was this Wang Feng."
As he spoke, he took out a small photo that was less than an inch in size.
The person above was Wang Feng.
Numata Norishige clenched his hands. The photo was very blurry and only the nose and eyes could be seen. Even the general outline of the facial features was not clear.
Staff officer: "Wang Feng is a low-key person. This is the only photo material collected by the intelligence department so far."
"It was cut out from a group photo of the ninth class of graduates from the Whampoa Military Academy."
Numata Tokushige placed the photo on the table and slammed his fist on the table with a stern voice: "After contacting the Ida Regiment, no matter what the battle situation is, we must completely defeat this unit and avenge Kunisaki Noboru!"
He and Kunisaki Noboru were classmates, and both graduated from the Japanese Army Academy, the 19th Infantry Department.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
The staff officer bowed: "Hai!"
Numata Norishige sat on the chair, and the staff officer turned around and left very tactfully.
But just as he reached the door, he ran into the messenger who came hurriedly.
After a whisper, the staff officer widened his eyes and shouted in an incredible tone:
"Nani!"
The soldier nodded.
Unlike the messengers in the grassroots units, he belongs to the general staff and is specifically responsible for transmitting messages between the various departments of the brigade. He has a certain ability to identify the authenticity of intelligence.
It is considered a confidential military branch.
The soldier pulled out a thick stack of photos, probably dozens of them: "Sir, the frontline troops also took photos."
The staff officer took it quickly and flipped through the pages one by one. The more he read, the more frightened he became.
Inside the house, Tokushige Numata noticed something unusual at the door.
"What's going on? Come in and tell me!"
Upon hearing the voice, the staff officer immediately packed up the pictures and documents in his hands, turned around and strode to the desk.
"General, there's news from the front line." The staff officer's face turned pale and he stammered as he spoke.
Numata Tokushige frowned and said, "What's the matter? Tell me now!"
The staff officer put the photo in his hand on the table and said, "Sir, the scouts came back to report that the Jingtian Regiment Headquarters, its battalion headquarters, some squadron headquarters, as well as communication facilities, logistical supplies, etc., were all hit by artillery fire!"
"The entire wing has now lost its command."
Numata Tokushige stood up suddenly and picked up a photo on the table, which was the death of Captain Ida.
"idiot!"
"There must be a traitor among us!"
"definitely is!"
Numata Tokushige was so angry that he kept roaring.
If a stronghold was destroyed, it would be easy to explain. Perhaps the Chinese army was lucky, or the specific coordinates were detected.
But in less than an hour, this happened several times in succession.
There is definitely a problem.
It is absolutely certain that the Chinese troops on the west bank of the Chi River have no reconnaissance aircraft.
After thinking about it, there is only one possibility.
——There was a traitor inside, who leaked the detailed troop deployment information!
The staff officer also guessed this, which is why he was so shocked.
The appearance of a traitor within the imperial army is absolutely a great shame for the commander of the army.
Numata Tokushige's face was gloomy and his brows were furrowed. "Move the brigade headquarters forward. I will personally take over the front-line command!"
"Also, make sure to find the traitor!"
The staff officer's expression was solemn: "Hayi!"
Chihe front.
The Japanese troops were in chaos and gradually slowed down the pace of attack.
Zhao Fangyuan put down the telescope, his face full of suspicion: "Strange. Why did the Japanese retreat?"
"Sir, is there something fishy going on?"
Wang Feng smiled and said, "Notify all troops to rest and replenish their strength as soon as possible."
The first battle lasted nearly four hours. The soldiers in the trenches had not yet had a meal, and it was windy and snowy outside. If this continued, they might not be able to survive the Japanese.
Zhao Fangyuan responded, handed the telescope to the guard, and quickly walked out of the tent.
The kitchen staff had already prepared the meal, including a big pot of hot carrot soup to dispel the coldness in the body.
As the saying goes, eating radish in winter is better than ginseng.
More importantly, this thing is cheap.
It's just right for marching food.
The guard brought a bowl of soup, which was served from a big pot just like the soldiers outside.
Wang Feng wrapped his coat tightly.
The command post was leaky everywhere, and the sun was not visible on sunny days. Sometimes it was not as warm as outside.
Slurp! After taking a sip of the soup, Wang Feng felt a warm current flowing down his throat to his stomach and then spreading throughout his body.
Sergey comes in.
The Soviets are different. After running around outside for a long time, except for their cheeks being slightly red from the cold, there is no change anywhere else on their faces.
If he hadn't seen that he was sober, Wang Feng would have suspected that this old Russian had secretly drunk vodka behind his back.
"Sir, the casualties have been counted!"
Wang Feng: "Read it to me."
Sergei: "Five hundred and sixty-four killed, one thousand six hundred and twenty-seven slightly wounded, three hundred and forty-four seriously wounded."
"The seriously injured soldiers were transferred to the field hospital in the rear."
Listening to the numbers reported by Sergei, Wang Feng paused while holding the bowl.
In just four hours, even though the enemy's artillery and command positions were destroyed, nearly nine hundred people still lost their combat effectiveness.
It's only noon now, and there are still four or five hours before dark.
If the battle lasts another half day, it is estimated that 1,500 people will be lost.
An infantry regiment, just gone like that?
Thinking of this, Wang Feng stopped chewing.
He suddenly understood how difficult it was for ordinary and miscellaneous troops when facing the Japanese invaders.
In those brutal siege battles, facing the high-intensity attacks of the Japanese army, they only adopted the tactics of human wave + rotation warfare, with one division after another taking the lead.
Soldiers went up in batches, but few could come down.
The corpses piled in the trenches were higher than the people themselves, and the blood at the bottom of the trenches gathered into a trickle. Even if they were piled with human lives, they could not stop the Japanese attack.
This can no longer be described as tragic.
It should be despair.
The despair of not being able to win no matter how hard you try!
Wang Feng said in a low voice: "How is the situation of the 31st Army?"
Sergei shook his head. "The telephone lines that were blown up haven't been repaired yet, and there's no news from the telegraph. The scouts said they're probably in the middle of a battle."
Wang Feng nodded.
Even if Liu Shiyi didn't tell him, he could guess it.
The 31st Army's size of forces, logistical support, and weapons and equipment are inferior to the two corps under his command, and the losses will definitely be heavy after a day.
The Gui army has a strong fighting spirit and is directly under the theater commander Li Zongren, so they should not betray their teammates.
After drinking the soup in the bowl, Wang Feng immersed his consciousness into the system panel.
The experience value of the 98st "Red Flag" Mountain Tactical Corps has been increased to [Initial Training: %]
Looking at the remaining two percentage points, Wang Feng felt like he was about to suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder.
If the Japanese army continued to attack in the afternoon, the situation could be upgraded that night.
The experience value of the Reserve Tactical Corps also increased significantly.
【Initial training: 82%】
According to the original conception, this corps is an all-rounder in the battle group. Compared with the other three corps, its advantage is that it is sufficiently comprehensive.
However, after the lower-level branches of [Military National Policy] were unlocked, the subdivision of military branches has become an inevitable trend.
The reserve tactical corps must also choose a specialization area.
China's terrain is complex and diverse, but generally speaking, there are only two types.
Plains and mountains.
Now that we have three mountain corps, it's time to develop a plains corps.
But in the military field, there are mountain troops but no such thing as plains troops.
Wang Feng was deep in thought.
"Should we form a mechanized or semi-mechanized force?"
The military of today is not as professional as it was in the past.
The so-called mechanized troops are those who enter the battlefield in cars.
Semi-mechanized troops mean that half of them ride in cars, a small half ride in mule and horse carts, and a small half walk into the battlefield.
Infantry troops enter the battlefield on foot.
Once in the trenches, everyone played the same way.
Mountain troops, on the other hand, march into the battlefield on foot and do not carry heavy equipment.
The subdivision of the military branches emerged relatively late, and the only major differences are in the equipment lists. There are only slight differences in specific tactics and soldier training.
Wang Feng rubbed his forehead.
To form a mechanized force, a large number of armored vehicles are needed.
Not to mention Japan, even the European and American powers could only popularize semi-mechanization or mule-and-horse production on a large scale.
Only a small number of elite troops can achieve full mechanization.
"Let's wait and see. The current industrial infrastructure is still not good enough."
Wang Feng was distressed.
The progress of developing industry on his own was too slow and he couldn't wait.
The only way to quickly increase production capacity at the moment is to unlock the industrial line in the [National Policy Tree].
[Current industrial development coefficient: 0.02]
[Requirement to unlock lower-level national policies: 0.03]
Wang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling delighted.
It seems that the difference is not that big. The industrial development coefficient is closely related to the industrial scale.
On the military train to Mingguang, Wang Feng received a routine report from Song Wenjie.
The No. 4500 Machine Tool Factory is working overtime on its production equipment, and the number of bullet production lines has been expanded to two, with daily production capacity stabilized at around rounds.
Although it is still very small, it is a good sign.
This thing is like a snowball. Unless it hits a technological bottleneck, the development speed will only get faster and faster.
Two international students from Germany played a huge role. Song Wenjie and Huang Shaohong joined forces and the steam power plant has been planned and will break ground in two days.
As spring approaches, plans are being made to station troops and open up new land for reclamation.
Wang Feng muttered in his heart: "Organization master Zhang Hu, defense expert Liu Zhijian, logistics expert Song Wenjie."
"hiss"
Unconsciously, he seemed to have already filled up the headquarters with experts.
(End of this chapter)
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