Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

Zhong Ming Daxiang immediately took a deep breath and immediately issued an order: "Immediately order all troops to disperse and form a defensive position!"

"Hayi!"

The Eighth Regiment did not continue to advance, but instead established a defensive position on the spot. At this time, it was still more than 20 kilometers away from Yu County.

Soon, other regiments of the 4th Division also rushed over. After receiving the news, they also dispersed and set up defensive positions, not daring to move forward.

"Report, the Japanese reinforcements have arrived and have established a defensive position ahead. Should we still chase them?"

At this time, Wang Wenbai was covered in blood, but it was all from the Japanese. From Yulinzhao to Longguangyu, they had been chasing the Japanese. The corpses of the Japanese were everywhere along the way, and there was no time to clean up the battlefield.

"No need to attack. Leave one company behind to keep an eye on them, and the rest of you follow me back to clean up the battlefield!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the third company of the ninth detachment was left behind and stood at a nearby high point, observing the movements of the Japanese troops below.

"Captain, Captain, it's almost time for dinner. Shall we cook today? Our kitchen team just seized a lot of goodies from the Japanese, including a lot of canned food!"

The commander of the third company, Wang Xingwang, took out his big pipe and said while beating it, "Cook, cook quickly and give the soldiers something hot to eat. We've had a great time killing the devils today, and we have to eat to our heart's content too!"

Before dark, more than 300 Japanese soldiers escaped from the 61st Regiment. After Zhong Ming Daxiang and others gathered the Japanese soldiers from the 61st Regiment and learned the details, they all remained silent.

"Zhong Mingjun, are we still going to reinforce the Sixth Division?"

The commander of the 70th Regiment asked with some concern.

Zhong Ming Daxiang looked at the telegram sent by the division commander and said through gritted teeth, "Go, but how we go is up to us. Order the troops to immediately conduct a thorough search of the surrounding area. Don't miss any suspicious traces to prevent an ambush by the Eighth Route Army!"

"Hayi!"

With the experience of the 61st Regiment in mind, no one would say anything about Zhong Ming Daxiang's behavior. If he rushed into the encirclement of the Eighth Route Army without thinking, the entire regiment might be wiped out.

The division commander ordered them to carry out the order, but they were just slow. If the division commander was not satisfied, he could come and lead the team himself.

As soon as these words were spoken, the other squadron commanders all nodded in agreement. This method was indeed a good one. It allowed them to carry out the orders of their superiors without having to commit suicide.

They had just inquired in detail about the experience of the Japanese soldiers of the 61st Regiment. If they had been hit by a salvo of hundreds of heavy artillery, their fate would not be much better than that of the 61st Regiment. They did not dare to gamble their lives on whether there were shells in the guns of the Eighth Route Army ambush troops.

It was not until after nine o'clock that the Japanese soldiers who were searching the mountain finally found the hill where the third company was located.

"Company Commander, the Japs are coming. Should we fight them?"

After hearing this, Wang Xingwang rolled his eyes at his men and said, "Why are you fighting? There are Japanese soldiers approaching a division's strength below. Our mission is to monitor their movements. Notify the entire company, let's go to the next hill and continue monitoring!"

"Yes!"

Soon the entire third company moved along the ridge to another hill. When they were halfway there, the soldier in the kitchen squad who was responsible for carrying the big pot suddenly moved his shoulders, indicating something was wrong.

Without the blame, I feel a little relieved.

Then he said to the squad leader in a panic, "Squad leader, I think I forgot my camp pot on the hill just now."

Hearing this, the squad leader was stunned for a moment: "How could you forget the marching pot? This is what our kitchen team uses for work. Why didn't you forget yourself on the hill just now?"

"How about I go back and look for it?"

The squad leader looked back and finally shook his head and said, "Forget it, we've walked such a long distance, never mind, I'll deal with you when I get back!"

At this time, the Japanese soldiers who searched the third company’s base only found some traces of the third company’s soldiers’ activities, some leftovers from meals, and a marching pot.

A Japanese soldier named Terauchi Isamu looked around and had nothing else to report: "Send a telegram to the regiment commander. There are indeed traces of Eighth Route Army activity in the surrounding mountains. We found Eighth Route Army marching pots on the hilltop."

"A marching pot?"

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Fourth update! The Sixth Division storyline concludes tomorrow. I know everyone's been waiting for the MVP result screen, and it's coming soon. Actually, writing about a division is difficult; after all, it's a division, not a large group that can be covered in one or two chapters. Finally, I'm begging for some free gifts and free advertising! ~Chinese New Year is coming soon, so setting up a bowl to earn some money for the New Year isn't too much, right?

Chapter 263: This guy comes and Li Yunlong feels disgusted!

"Hayi, marching pot?"

After hearing these three words, Zhong Ming Daxiang's eyes lit up and he picked up the telegram and read it carefully.

"Send a telegram to Terauchi Isamu to confirm again whether it's a camping pot?"

"Hayi!"

Soon, Terauchi Isamu's reply telegram was delivered to Zhongming Daxiang, confirming that it was a marching pot.

"Immediately order the troops to surround the hilltop and send a telegram to the division commander: I have discovered the Eighth Route Army's marching pots."

Upon receiving the order from Zhongming Daxiang, Terauchi Isamu was completely bewildered. He clearly didn't understand why the regiment commander would go to such lengths over a single canister of rice cooker and directly surround the hilltop. There was nothing on the hilltop; he had already thoroughly searched it.

However, the orders of the captain still had to be obeyed. After thinking for a while, he began to arrange his men to surround the hill.

After issuing the combat mission, a smile appeared on Nakamiya Daxiang's face. Kota Kotaro looked at Terauchi Isamu with some confusion and said, "Sir, Commander, why does the marching pot have to report to the division commander?"

Halfway through the conversation, Kota Kodera immediately understood.

As a staff officer, Kotaro Kotera remembered that the Japanese had suddenly changed the code book some time ago, in which the "marching pot" referred to the division-level cadres of the Eighth Route Army.

"Your Excellency, Commander, perhaps what Captain Terauchi Isamu found was really just a marching pot, not a division-level cadre of the Eighth Route Army."

"So what? We chased and fought all night, but in the end, the marching pot escaped. The Eighth Route Army was able to attack the 61st Regiment with hundreds of heavy artillery pieces, so the presence of a marching pot was perfectly normal. And even if there was any blame, it was Terauchi Isamu who reported the discovery of the marching pot. I simply misunderstood."

Hearing these words, Kota Kotera stood there in a daze, and suddenly he felt as if he had been enlightened.

I finally understood why I couldn't get promoted despite my hard work, but others were promoted as fast as riding a train. We all graduated from the Non-commissioned Officer Academy and had similar family backgrounds.

It turned out that he was too honest and would not deceive his superiors or hide the truth from his subordinates. He couldn't help but think of what Li Yunlong had said to him before.

"I see. I understand, Captain. Thank you for clarifying my confusion."

Zhong Ming Da Xiang patted Kodera Kouta with satisfaction and said, "Kodera-kun, we are now on the same page. I have high hopes for you. I heard that His Royal Highness was attacked at the airport and his life or death is uncertain."

"Hayi, Your Excellency the Captain, I understand."

"Go ahead, take your men and fight the marching pot we found. I need to count the troops' ammunition consumption tomorrow morning!"

"Hayi!"

At the 4th Division headquarters, Yamashita Tomotake received a telegram from the 8th Regiment.

"Found the marching pot? What are these bastards doing? Tell them to provide support immediately..."

When Yamashita Tomotake saw the content of the telegram, he was confused. Did he need to report the discovery of a pot?

"Division Commander, perhaps the marching pot refers to something else."

A staff officer took out a code book, found the nickname for the marching pot, and handed it to Yamashita Tomotake.

"The marching pot represents the division-level cadres of the Eighth Route Army?"

When he saw these words, Yamashita Fengwu's eyes lit up instantly.

"The Eighth Route Army dispatched heavy artillery to ambush the 61st Regiment, and it was a large-scale ambush. With such a large number of heavy weapons, it must be the main force of the Eighth Route Army. The commander of this force must be a very important figure in the Eighth Route Army!"

Thinking of this, Yamashita Fengwu's breathing became a little rapid: "Immediately send a telegram to the 4th Regiment to confirm whether it is really a marching pot!"

"Hayi!"

Soon, Yamashita Tomotake received a telegram from the 8th Regiment confirming that it was a marching pot.

"Oh, the Eighth Regiment has done a great job this time. We absolutely cannot let the Eighth Route Army's marching pot escape. Don't report the heavy losses of the 61st Regiment yet. Once we catch the Eighth Route Army's marching pot, report it together!"

"Hayi!"

The gloom on Yamashita Fengwu's face disappeared. Compared with arresting a division-level cadre of the Eighth Route Army, the loss of the 61st Regiment was not that great. It would be great if this person was Li Yunlong.

"Order the other regiments to cooperate with the Eighth Regiment. We must capture this marching pot!"

"Hayi!"

On a hilltop about one kilometer away from the Eighth Regiment, Wang Xingwang tilted his ear to listen to the sound of gunfire in the distance.

"Type 92 infantry guns, mortars, and heavy machine guns. Who are the Japanese engaging in a firefight?"

"The fighting is quite lively. Has any of our troops been caught by the Japanese?"

"Captain, there shouldn't be any, right? All of our company members are here, but the kitchen staff lost a camp pot."

Hearing this, Captain Wang couldn't help but laugh: "The Japs won't start a fight over a marching pot, will they?"

"Who knows? The commander's order to us is to keep an eye on the Japs and prevent them from crossing the 15-kilometer line at Yulin Ridge. Don't worry about what they do otherwise."

"makes sense!"

In Li Yunlong's command center.

After a round of bombing by the Japanese, the first batch of attacking troops suffered certain casualties. In the end, Li Yunlong chose to replace the first batch of attacking troops and let the reserve New Fourth Regiment and the 715th Regiment of the 120th Division take over the attack mission and continue to attack Yun County.

Like the 763rd Regiment before, Li Yunlong took out a large amount of supplies for the troops participating in the attack. Li Yunlong did not hide any ammunition, grenade launchers and other weapons, and sent a lot to each regiment.

There is only one goal, to capture Yu County before dawn.

Li Yunlong's command center also welcomed several guests, one of whom Li Yunlong even felt a little disgusted with.

"Commander Li, there's no news at all about such an important matter as the encirclement and suppression of the Sixth Division. How is the battle going?"

After Commander He took the lead in entering the headquarters, he did not treat himself as an outsider and directly asked Li Yunlong questions, as if he was the commander of this battle.

Just before entering the room, Commander He also inquired about the news. Li Yunlong's troops have already captured the outer positions of Yu County and started a fierce attack on Yu County. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to capture Yu County soon and even wipe out the Japanese Sixth Division.

So Commander He's thoughts began to become active. If he was not here, he would at most applaud the Eighth Route Army for defeating the Sixth Division, but since he was at the scene, he had to share some credit.

"The attack isn't going smoothly. We're lacking some heavy weapons for the assault. Commander He, how about ordering some reinforcements? Giving it to the Eighth Route Army is better than losing the Japanese to Zhongtiao Mountain, am I right?"

After hearing this, Commander He's expression changed slightly. Li Yunlong didn't give him any face at all.

Li Yunlong did not intend to give a good face to the general in front of him. Although he held the rank of lieutenant general in the National Army, that was earned through his own military exploits, which was different from the general in front of him.

The most glorious moment for this guy was when he accepted the surrender of the Japanese as a domestic representative in Nanjing.

Don't be misled by later film and television dramas and some photos. At the real surrender ceremony, Commander He, as the representative of the victorious country, actually bowed to the Japanese representatives, and the degree of his bow was even lower than that of the Japanese.

It doesn't look like the Japs surrendering, it's Commander He who surrendered to the Japs. You are the representative of the victorious country, can't you have some backbone?

The later photos of the surrender ceremony were all for publicity purposes, so the guy's posture was adjusted. His waist could not stand straight and his knees were weak.

In addition, this guy actually agreed to let the Japanese let a chief of staff submit the surrender document, and Okamura Ningji was standing behind him. A guy from a defeated country was acting so arrogantly. If Li Yunlong went to accept the surrender, Okamura Ningji would have crawled over to submit the surrender document even if he was about to die of illness.