Part 3: Bloody War of Resistance  Chapter 11: Chaotianque   Section 3: The Game Behind (10)

"This old guy is not as brave as a rat." Qiu Qingquan's tone was very disdainful. He sat on the marching stool, holding a can in his hand and complained while eating.

The surrounding mountains were very quiet, and occasionally soldiers were laughing relaxed. More than a dozen armored vehicles and tanks were arranged neatly on this small flat ground in the valley, and there were neat tents on the inner circumference of the tank.

In Qiu Qingquan's opinion, this attack on Ji Nan was better than an armed journey. He fought all the way from Mongolia to here, and there was almost no major battle, which made the entire army soldiers very dissatisfied. Their tank tracks have not been stained with the enemy's flesh and blood.

Chief of Staff Zhao Zhenyu also held cans in his hand. The spoon pounded the cans a few times, making a few jingles. Zhao Zhenyu placed the empty cans on the table.

"Commander, the command center called several times, and the Japanese's movements are indeed suspicious. Did you order Li Mingjun to slow down?"

"Bad," Qiu Qingquan snorted softly: "The Japanese used two divisions to block Guo Xunqi. How many troops does he have? My tank and armored vehicles are not porridge, but diesel."

Qiu Qingquan did not take the Japanese army in front of him seriously at all. The disadvantages of the Japanese army's lack of anti-tank weapons have been fully exposed. From the Battle of Hubei and Northeast China two years ago to the present, the Japanese army has never been able to solve this problem. His tanks are invincible on this battlefield.

"Commander, our oil is almost used up. We have to urge us to come back and send it as soon as possible." Zhao Zhenyu reminded.

"Just do these things," Qiu Qingquan paused at this point: "Okay, tell Li Mingjun to rest on the spot after capturing Linjiang. Damn, this Japanese man moved cleaner than a mouse. My logistics is far away from Jidong. I want to send things here from Jidong. I have seen enough Commander Zhuang to drink a pot."

The moonlight shone through the dense forest, scattering mottled light and shadows. The crackling footsteps broke the calm of the mountains. The woods were covered with shadows. From time to time, soldiers fell down. Then they quickly got up and ran to chase the team. At the front of the team was Kaori Nakajima's resolute face, with a machine gun on his shoulder.

The captains of all troops ran at the forefront of their own troops. As long as all soldiers did not die, they had to follow the troops. Everyone had to persevere. No matter what happened, they were not allowed to stop. Even if there was a bullet in front of them, they were not allowed to stop. As long as they had a breath, they had to run to their destination.

In the lonely ridge, the sound of cannons roared, and the flames dyed the night sky red, blood-red, and the shells fell on Shanliangshan and exploded in series. On the hillside, Chinese soldiers followed their artillery fire upwards. On the ridge, figures flashed in the fire, and bullets flew out of the smoke.

The telescope of the 174th Division commander Honma never let go. Before the blocking battle, he disagreed with the frequent retreat of the troops. Although the Forty-Ninth Army, known as the No. 1 China-Strong Army, he still did not think that the Great Japanese Imperial Army would be weaker than them. But now, he has to admit that these China-Ninth Army are very tenacious.

The Chinese army's offensive has never been weak since the beginning. The battle spread from the 106th Highlands to the current Guyeling defensive position. The Chinese army's first wave of attacks conquered the 106th Highlands, and then conquered three highlands in a row, until the main peak.

I thought that when night fell, the Chinese army's offensive would slow down, but I didn't expect that China was still continuing to attack, and its offensive was no weaker than during the day.

These Chinese army were completely different from the Chinese army and the Soviet army he had seen before. Honma had served in the 13th Army in Jiangnan, and later went to the Soviet battlefield and fought with the Sino-Soviet army, but the Chinese army in front of him shocked him the most.

He was shocked by the rapid fall of the highland 106. After careful observation, he had to admit that the fall of the highland was not without reason. The Chinese soldiers actually dared to charge with the bomb. He witnessed a Chinese soldier who rushed too fast in the telescope and was knocked off the mountain by a bomb. However, the Chinese soldiers behind seemed to have not seen it and still flocked to it.

After discovering this, the Japanese soldiers who stood firm in the position no longer dared to leave the position during artillery attacks, so they could only stay on the position and endure rounds of artillery attacks, and the casualties of the troops rose sharply.

The machine guns continued, and every shot seemed to be sucking his heart. By the evening, the Chief of Staff had roughly counted that the entire division had suffered 30% casualties. This time, only one day was spent. According to the order, the troops must hold on for another one day before they could withdraw from their positions and retreat to North Korea. Honma could only pray for the great god Amaterasu to protect him. At that time, there would be still remaining people in the 174th Division.

Honma was praying, but Zhang Lingfu was furious. After receiving the news that the troops were shot down again, Zhang Lingfu ordered without hesitation and immediately started a new wave of offensive.

"Tell Wu Mintao, Liang Guanglie, I only need Guyeling and make up for them as much as I lose after the war! I will continue to attack, and I will not believe it. Even if this Guyeling is a piece of iron, I will melt him!"

Under Zhang Lingfu's strict order, the attack began again. Liang Guanglie and Wu Mintao were responsible for a mountain. The two of them expanded the same things. Honma did not dare to neglect and also expanded the defense line to the two wings. So the war became bigger and bigger, and the front line was longer and longer. In just one day, the front line was extended to a seven or eight kilometers around the core with Guyeling as the core.

Honma is now a little unscrupulous. His 174th Division is the Kwantung Army Mobile Division, with strong troop strength, with four regiments and a total force of more than 17,000. However, the 103rd Army on the opposite side has a total force of up to 43,000. This is not to mention the advantage of equipment firepower. In addition, there is a more terrifying 101 Army behind the 103rd Army. There is also the Second Cavalry Army wandering on the flanks and may penetrate through the gaps on the front line at any time.

"The division commander and Colonel Zhuzhi reported that there were only more than 30 soldiers left on the main peak. He asked for tactical guidance." The Chief of Staff put down the phone and reported to Honma.

The Zhuzhi Regiment has been responsible for the frontal blocking task. Three brigade captains were killed and injured, and the rest were fighting hard on the main peak. Honma lamented in his heart that seven years ago, Itagaki led the imperial army of two divisions from Peiping to Taiyuan. Now the two divisions can only support the battle against China and one group of troops.

At the end of the day, the two wings on the left and right wings were struggling, and the bamboo branch on the front was struggling. Now he was going to use the reserve team. The reserve team left was originally intended to be used to block the attack when retreating, but now he had to transfer it.

"The order was drawn from the Beixin United team to be assigned to Zhuzhi for command and immediately."

Saito led his troops to the nearest of the main peak. Before he stepped into the command center, he heard a hoarse cry inside: "Sahara, you must persist! Remember you are a samurai! Samurai! Never lose to the sick husband of East Asia! I have sent you sixty people! You should be able to defend your position!"

Zhuzhi put down the phone and looked up and saw Saito who had already come in. A smile suddenly appeared on her tired face: "That's great! Saito-kun, you are here, it's great!"

Saito erected a report: "All the soldiers of the Saito brigade have arrived, please ask the corps leader to issue an order."

"Okay, draw a squadron immediately and go to the main peak. Move quickly. The Chinese people are going crazy!" Zhuzhi was not polite and immediately issued an order. The observation port could clearly see the fire on the main peak soaring into the sky, and the gunshots sounded like beans.

Zhuzhi, who received reinforcements, temporarily stabilized his position. In the second half of the night, the offensive of the Zhong** team finally slowed down. Zhuzhi breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ammunition box of the command post and fell asleep.

In the morning light, a milky white mist floated in the mountains. Li Mingjun got up early and breathed the fresh air in the mountains. His armored division camped in this town last night. The town was not big, with only more than 200 families, mainly lumberjacks and hunters in nearby forest farms.

The residents here are not Han people, either Manchu or Koreans, but the officers and soldiers of the armored division are still warmly welcomed. The residents of the town took out their dried prey and collected rice to entertain the officers and soldiers. The police stationed in the town told them that the Japanese army around had already fled, and there were only one logistics squadron in Linjiang. The main reason why this Japanese army stayed there was that a large amount of supplies were transported south to North Korea, and there were also refugees fleeing from Heilongjiang and Jilin.

These situations are roughly the same as what he knew. It seems that this time I went to Linjiang was another relaxed armed trip. The Japanese were scared and they didn't even have the courage to fight a war.

The troops were having breakfast relaxed, and a noise came from beside him. Li Mingjun frowned slightly. Several people dressed in townsmen were stopped outside by sentries, and it seemed that there was an quarrel between the two sides.

Li Mingjun was slightly shocked. The troops were scattered nearby. Could it be that soldiers did not comply with military orders and violated disciplines and asked others to come to him? This is not possible.

"Sir! Sir!"

Seeing Li Mingjun coming, the townsmen immediately rushed to Li Mingjun. Only then did Li Mingjun notice that these people were dressed as local hunters, and they even held gunpowder guns in their hands.

"Wait, say something slowly, say it slowly, I don't understand it when it's so fast." Li Mingjun raised his hands and told them to speak slowly. These people rarely go out. The Chinese they speak is always mixed with local Manchu or Korean, which sounds very difficult.

"Sir, we want to join the army and join **!" One of the young hunters said loudly.

"Join **?!" Li Mingjun couldn't help laughing. Every soldier of his armored division had to undergo rigorous training. He was not an ordinary army, and he could do it if he could shoot.

"Sir, I have a good marksmanship. If you don't believe me, you can try it." Seeing Li Mingjun's expression, the young hunter immediately took out his biggest weight in anxiety.

"Do you drive an armored vehicle? Can you control a machine gun? Do you know how to use an armored vehicle to fight?" Li Mingjun asked deliberately teased.

The young hunter's face suddenly turned red. The hunter in the mountains, let alone driving armored vehicles, even fewer cars were seen. At this time, he slowly threw a sentence from behind him: "Sir, not every soldier has to drive armored vehicles, just operate a machine gun."

Li Mingjun looked back, and an older hunter stood at the back. There were a few scars on his face, his eyes were a little silent, but the occasional glances made Li Mingjun feel heartbroken.
Chapter completed!