Even if I'm a useless bum at Whampoa Military Academy, I'll be invincible in the War of Re

In Kyoto, at the Demon Palace, the roar of the man could be heard from a great distance. This was completely different from the persona he usually pretended to be, and Prime Minister Konoe Fumimaro could only pretend not to hear it.

"Baka yarou, a disgrace to the empire! I have lost face in Europe and America."

"Are you all pigs? How could the Chinese capture the military flag? The 101st Regiment must be disbanded as a warning to others."

Konoe Fumimaro couldn't argue. If it were a higher-ranked regiment like the 7th or 12th, he might have tried to stop them, but for regiments ranked outside the top 100, it wasn't worth it. He could use them as a warning to others.

Yu Ren, having grown tired of cursing, said in a deep voice:

"Zhao Yunwen and his guerrilla detachment must be annihilated; this concerns the Empire's reputation. The Shanghai-Nanjing railway line must be reopened. Does Headquarters have any specific plans?"

Seeing that Yuuto had finally spoken, Konoe Fumimaro bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, the Central China Army has dispatched a large force to attack Kunshan City from both the east and west. It will definitely be able to open up the Shanghai-Nanjing Railway within seven days and eliminate the Jiangsu-Shandong Guerrilla Detachment."

"Not enough, far from enough! Zhao Yunwen has openly challenged the Empire, demanding not only the complete annihilation of the enemy at Kunshan, but also the capture of Zhao Yunwen alive. The Empire's dignity cannot be desecrated!"

Capturing a general alive is somewhat difficult, but Konoe Fumimaro did not want to spoil the mood, but he also did not give a clear answer, leaving himself room to maneuver.

Then the two discussed some matters concerning the strategy for conquering Jinling. They were all asking each other to make requests, and Konoe Fumimaro acted as a yes-man, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

After returning to the cabinet, Fumimaro Konoe issued a strict order to the General Staff and the Army to expedite the opening of the Shanghai-Nanjing Railway and annihilate the guerrilla detachment.

Zhao Yunwen, if he's alive, we'll see him; if he's dead, we'll see his body!

The day after the guerrilla detachment left Kunshan City, more than a hundred planes bombed the entire city, destroying more than 30% of the houses.

Then, 20,000 troops advanced from the east and west, heading straight for Kunshan City along the railway line, showing their determination.

By this time, the guerrilla detachment was already dozens of kilometers away, and Kunshan had become an empty city. Zhao Yunwen had set up an empty city stratagem for the Japanese.

They marched by night and hid by day, with the reconnaissance company leading the way, choosing to march through lakes and hills, far from the railway, and making their way to Nanjing at a speed of twenty kilometers per day.

When 20,000 Japanese soldiers approached Kunshan City, the guerrilla detachment had already completed the first leg of their 60-kilometer march and successfully reached Liantang.

The Japanese soldiers, having found nothing, searched the surrounding area like mad dogs for any trace of the guerrilla detachment, while also sending out a large number of reconnaissance planes to assist them. They didn't even see a shadow of a person, let alone a person.

The thousands of guerrilla units vanished as if from nowhere, which greatly angered Matsui Iwane, but he was helpless. He could only announce in a high-profile manner that he had defeated the guerrilla units, recaptured Kunshan City, opened up the Shanghai-Nanjing Railway, and annihilated 3,000 enemy troops.

The bottom line for the Central China Army was to open up the Shanghai-Nanjing railway. As for whether they could capture Zhao Yunwen alive, they didn't care. As long as they could successfully capture Nanjing, they would have an explanation to the headquarters and the royal family. Who cared about the life or death of a mere major general?

When Yu Ren learned that Zhao Yunwen had run away, he was so angry that he smashed several blue and white porcelain teacups, and then held his nose and swallowed his anger.

Southeast of Jiangyin, in Huashan, after daybreak, the guerrilla detachment, as usual, hid in the mountains to rest, and the reconnaissance company set up a perimeter ten kilometers away.

After five days of marching, they had covered nearly half the distance. Thanks to ample supplies, the soldiers were in good condition.

Xie Polu reported to Zhao Yunwen while eating dry rations:

"Commander, we are 127 kilometers away from our destination. At this marching speed, we will arrive by the end of the month. We take stock of personnel, equipment, and supplies every day before setting up camp, and no one has fallen behind."

The wounded recovered faster than expected. Under the careful care of the field hospital, only the condition of three seriously wounded soldiers deteriorated, but they survived thanks to the treatment with special drugs.

As of today, the vast majority of the lightly injured have recovered, and more than half of the seriously injured are able to walk and have been downgraded to lightly injured. According to Dr. Su, by the time they reach Nanjing, most of the seriously injured will be in better condition.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yunwen's face. The guerrilla detachment's logistical support capabilities were unparalleled in the entire country.

If medicine is readily available, the wounded can eat milk, eggs, and meat every day. With adequate nutrition and medicine, their recovery will naturally be faster. However, he still asked Xie Polu:

"We cannot be careless about the wounded. The supply team must cooperate fully. Just tell me if you need anything. All supplies should be prioritized for the wounded brothers."

As Zhao Yunwen was speaking, Deputy Commander Lu Ping walked over with a gloomy face. Zhao Yunwen frowned and said:

"Just say what's on your mind!"

"Commander, the reconnaissance company reports that the Japanese troops of the 16th Division are burning, killing, and looting in Jiangyin City; the city is already awash in blood!"

A dilemma confronted Zhao Yunwen: he couldn't bear to ignore it, but if he did, the guerrilla detachment's location would be exposed. Lu Ping was worried that Zhao Yunwen would be in a difficult position, so he hesitated about whether to report it.

What he had no idea was that when Zhao Yunwen heard about the 16th Division, the hairs on his body stood on end.

This is the most notorious beastmen division. The "hundred-man kill" originated from this division, and everyone has the right to kill them!

Zhao Yunwen exuded a terrifying murderous aura. The Japanese had committed numerous crimes on their way to Nanjing, all of which could be covered by his small map, but he couldn't possibly manage them all.

During this period, Zhao Yunwen had been forcing himself to bury his head in the sand, because his decision concerned the lives of more than 10,000 soldiers and he could not act arbitrarily.

He could no longer ignore the events in Jiangyin City, and coldly shouted:

"Notify Xiao Jianyun to immediately attack the Japanese soldiers who are committing violence and lure them towards Huashan. Make sure they are badly beaten; that's how you reel in the big fish!"

The order was given to the regiment to immediately end their rest and set up an ambush on both sides of the valley below Huashan Mountain, wiping out the Japanese soldiers.

If any Japanese soldiers remain in the city, the First Regiment will control the pace and lure them all over. The Second and Third Regiments will secretly deploy to the flanks; we're going to encircle them like dumplings!

Lu Ping excitedly accepted the order and left. Although this would expose the guerrilla detachment's whereabouts, no one objected to Zhao Yunwen's opinion.

In Jiangyin City, the Japanese soldiers of the 9th Infantry Regiment of the 16th Division were celebrating wildly; the city had long since become a living hell.

Mukai Toshiaki and Noda Takeshi started their killing contest again, and the other Japanese soldiers placed bets on who would kill 100 people first.

The war correspondents took pictures of them with great interest, while the devil's voice echoed in the air.

Hell is empty, and the devils are on earth.

Xiao Jianyun's eyes practically spit fire as he loudly ordered:

"Fight! Come with me and kill this beast!"

Flames shot towards the Japanese soldiers, and the ground was instantly covered with corpses. The reconnaissance company killed any Japanese soldiers they saw, creating a huge commotion.

Gunfire interrupted the Japanese soldiers who were committing violence. They screamed and moved towards the north of the city. Mukai Toshiaki and Noda Takeshi followed them. This was an attack.

Xiao Jianyun was already bloodthirsty. More and more Japanese soldiers were gathering, some trying to flank him. Second Platoon Leader Yan Yunsong roared:

"Company commander, the Japanese are surrounding us! Let's retreat immediately—don't forget our mission!"

Xiao Jianyun then suppressed his anger and coldly shouted:

"withdraw!"

The reconnaissance company retreated while firing at the Japanese soldiers, taking down more than a dozen of them, which thoroughly enraged them.

The Third Battalion, which had completed its assembly first, pursued and killed the enemy. The battle intensified, and the reconnaissance company, outnumbered, fled in disarray, leading the Japanese troops towards the valley on the southern slope of Huashan Mountain.

Xie Polu said excitedly:

"Commander, Xiao Jianyun has lured the Japanese troops here; there are at least six or seven hundred of them!"

Zhao Yunwen said with a cold face:

"Not enough! These Japanese devils aren't even enough to fill a tooth gap. I'm going to wipe them all out!"