The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 397 Zhang Yishou? (Bonus chapter 4550 for the creation of a pornographic filmmaker)

By this point in time, the War of Resistance against Japan had reached a point where China, a poor and weak agricultural country that had been plagued by warlord conflicts for many years, had already exhausted its limited resources.

Therefore, even the Fifth Army, the elite force that the bald principal cherished like his own flesh and blood, could barely fill their stomachs.

Normally, getting meat is a struggle, let alone for ordinary soldiers; even some low-ranking officers have difficulty getting it.

So, although each person only received a few pieces of canned meat at the lavish dinner hosted by Commander Hu that evening, there was plenty of boiled taro with oil, brown rice, and meat broth.

Despite the low standard of the meals, everyone was still quite satisfied with the food.

By the time everyone had finished eating, it was already 8:30 p.m.

Hu Biao took out a cigarette he had seized from a Japanese soldier's corpse, lit it, and then prepared to have the group of transmigrators around him get busy organizing the troops to move into the designated positions.

After the Fifth Army artillery, acting on his orders, conducted a round of artillery preparation on the Japanese positions, they immediately launched an attack.

Anyway, I've made up my mind to take Kunlun Pass completely tonight.

Just then, Annie rushed over alone, and her first words sent a chill down everyone's spine:

"We have just detected a large-scale, dense radio wave from the Japanese troops on the main position at Kunlun Pass, which has lasted for quite some time."

Why wasn't Mina announcing this news?

My sister-in-law Mina, after shooting down the Japanese bombers in the afternoon, saw that the planes were running low on fuel, so she flew her fighter jets directly to the front-line airfield to land.

Even now, she still hasn't returned.

Fortunately, although she didn't return, she managed to use the radio station there to send a short telegram to Annie, saying that she was too tired after the air battle and would rest at the front-line airport for one night before returning the next day.

Anne knew exactly what Mina was up to as soon as she saw the telegram.

What else could they be thinking? They wanted to take this opportunity to get a few planes, ground crew, fuel, and ammunition for the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment.

Upon hearing the news from Annie, Hu Biao and the others all showed thoughtful expressions.

The Japanese are actually quite cunning. Ever since Annie hacked into their communications channel at Gaofeng Pass and lured their air force to bombard their own troops, they have been very cunning.

These Japanese devils knew that using radio voice communication was no longer safe.

In the period that followed, all communication between the various units on the Guinan battlefield was changed to telegrams.

Although this method is a bit troublesome, because they don't know their password, even if they intercept these telegrams through DIY electronic devices, they won't be able to decipher them and won't know what they are saying.

So here's the question: the remaining Japanese troops at the main position of Kunlun Pass had already reached this point, surely they wouldn't use a telegraph machine to give their last words, would they?
Definitely not. They must be plotting something else, hiding something good.

Two or three minutes later, the guard, a relatively meticulous rookie detective from the modern world, was still on duty. He immediately considered some possibilities and began to speak:
"I say, aren't you all giving the Japanese too much credit? Under these circumstances, what tricks can they possibly pull off?"

Ground support troops? The newly formed 22nd Division, along with other units of the Fifth Army, numbering in the tens of thousands, established multiple sniper positions, making it impossible for them to reach the area in a short time.

Air raids? The Japanese had virtually no air combat capabilities back then.

So the most likely scenario, in my estimation, is that they will use airdrops to replenish Kunlun Pass with some weapons and ammunition, given the huge losses they have incurred in the recent fierce battles with the Fifth Army.

It's estimated that they don't even have enough bullets in reserve.

The radio signal just now suggests that the airdrop into Nanning is ready, the planes are about to take off, and they are coordinating ground signals.

It's best not to say it! The guard, as expected of a proper criminal investigator, has excellent analytical and deductive abilities; after careful consideration, everyone realized that this was indeed the only possibility.

Anne nodded silently, mainly because she had come to the same conclusion on her way here.

The reason they didn't say it immediately was to cultivate their own husband's abilities.

Now that we've guessed the Japanese plan, dealing with the rest becomes much simpler.

Before long, everyone unanimously decided to postpone today's attack a little, and then pull out some fancy moves to show the Japanese what it means to try to steal a chicken but end up losing the rice instead.

Before everyone went their separate ways to prepare, Hu Biao, with the intention of encouraging everyone to give full play to their initiative, suggested that...

He praised the newbie guard, saying, "Well done! If everything goes smoothly later, the team will give you a big reward."

Upon hearing this, the guard immediately perked up and made a request he had been pondering for a long time: "I don't need the reward, but could you grant me a small request?"

"What do you want?" Uncle Bo asked curiously. "Could you please stop calling me 'Pockmarked' from now on? Every time you guys call me that, it gives me a terrible headache." The guard asked expectantly.

Before Hu Biao could answer, Lao Ma had already given his answer with absolute certainty:
"Of course not, Brother Ma, remember this! This is a tradition of our transmigrator team."

"Alright! One-Eyed Dragon, and also Deadbeat, Big Fool, Consumptive, Cripple, One-Eyed Dragon, and Blind Man, you guys decide this matter."

The guard said this as if reciting a menu.

Damn it! It's nothing more than hurting each other, so let's bring it on.

Of course, the more crucial point is that through battle after battle, the guard realized that these people were just foul-mouthed and had a serious case of perverse tastes.

When it comes to the crucial moment when the true strength is revealed, they are even willing to risk their lives to protect their backs.

Compared to that, being called any nickname is a trivial matter.
Then, he asked Hu Biao curiously, "The third brother is missing a hand, what nickname are you going to give him?"

Compared to how he spent several minutes pondering the Japanese plot without reaching a conclusion, Hu Biao was now able to come up with nicknames for people effortlessly.
"Missing a hand? Then let's call him Zhang Yishou (One-Handed Zhang)."

The next second, the third brother, who was in a field hospital several miles away, still unconscious, couldn't help but shiver violently...

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At 9:09 p.m. that night, on the main position at Kunlun Pass, Colonel Sakata Genichi managed to glance at the time on his watch by the faint starlight.

He asked, "The Air Force transport plane formation is almost here, isn't it?"

"According to our agreement, they will maintain radio silence along the way; however, they will arrive over Kunlun Pass at around 9:15, so should we light a bonfire now?" A Japanese major quickly replied.

That's right! Just as Hu Biao and his team predicted, the large number of radio signals that appeared here just now were merely communicating the details of the airdrop.

Faced with his subordinate's question, Colonel Sakata Genichi hesitated for a moment before cautiously replying:
"Forget it, let's light it at 14 minutes. Otherwise, if Hu Biao and the others discover it beforehand, they might figure out our airdrop plan and end up collecting firewood to light it as well."

If the transport planes in the air can't distinguish the drop locations and make mistakes, that would be terrible.

Instead, they waited until 14 minutes to light the fire, intending to do so later, but by then there wouldn't be enough time to prepare firewood.

Upon hearing this, the Japanese major wanted to flatter Sakata and praise him for his foresight, but some unexpected events left him dumbfounded.

Or rather, the Japanese soldiers on the scene were dumbfounded.

Before they could even light the fires, at least a hundred bonfires suddenly burst into flames on an open field several miles away.

That alone wouldn't be a big deal, but the key point is that soon after, the faint sound of an airplane engine could be heard.

This means that our transport aircraft formation arrived two or three minutes earlier than scheduled, and after mistaking the drop location, they were preparing to begin airdropping into the area controlled by the enemy.

In the critical moment, Colonel Sakata Genichi was the first to react.

He waved his arms wildly as if he were a madman, shouting frantically, "Ignite! Ignite it now! Signal the Air Force!"

Under this order, the Japanese soldiers on the position hurriedly began to light fires, but everyone knew that it was too late.

In order to allow the remaining troops at Kunlun Pass to hold out for longer and to try to gain some possible turning point.

Imamura Hitoshi, the Japanese division commander, really went all out in this airdrop.

He used almost all the transport planes at his disposal, airdropping a total of 7 officers of the rank of colonel, 22 officers of the rank of lieutenant, and 26 senior non-commissioned officers.

In addition to these elite officers, there was also a large quantity of weapons and ammunition.

However, during this process, apart from a few boxes of bullets that were lucky enough to drift to the main position of Kunlun Pass after a night wind blew up, all the others became spoils of war for the Nationalist army.

This scene was naturally witnessed by many reporters watching the game.

Knowing this was excellent material, they naturally sent the story back immediately; while urgently sending the telegram, some reporters even came up with headlines:

Sakata Genichi's brilliant plan to drop the plane at night backfired spectacularly, resulting in him losing both his wife and his army.

The instigator, Hu Biao, and the other transmigrators had no idea what the title meant, because their attack had already officially begun.

The first gift we gave the Japanese was a full-scale bombardment of their positions by the Fifth Army's twelve 150mm heavy artillery pieces for ten minutes, just to loosen their bones...

(End of this chapter)