.Before the war, both the Japanese officers and soldiers participating in the war, or the generals from the Tokyo Base Camp who fully planned the Myanmar counterattack, which would invest a total of nearly 200,000 troops, were all confident that Tonggucheng, which had only one third-rate Chinese division defended within 48 hours. However, the irony fact made them feel extremely embarrassed. It cannot be said that the Second Division was not working hard, but until the 26th day, the fourth day after the first shot of the Battle of Tonggu Defense, the battle in Tonggucheng was still going on fiercely.

Of course, tens of thousands of Japanese troops were not for a good meal. By the morning of this day, more than 50 square kilometers of the same ancient city had been occupied by the Japanese army. On the surface, the Japanese army, which had controlled almost all the major transportation routes in the city, could squeeze out the seemingly dying Chinese army out of the city.

But Lieutenant General Maruyama, the highest commander of the Japanese side, knew his own hardships.

Yes, the territory has been defeated, but it is still a long way from the final victory. In other words, even if he occupied the entire city, Maruyama didn't feel anything to be happy about. He had realized that the frequent attacks in the city that the Japanese army had just occupied was the key to solving the problem. But this took a lot of time. And what made Maruyama most nervous at this time was also time.

The Chinese army of six divisions leaning over from the north and south forced him to break up the Third Brigade, which was originally stationed in the outskirts of Tonggucheng and served as a rotating force yesterday afternoon and blocked them. Maruyama himself had countless thoughts about how long the Third Brigade could last.

He felt weak and weak, but Maruyama's square inch was not confused, and his instructions to the siege troops did not change. He still attacked fiercely. In addition, he was a full-scale search aimed at attacking small troops with small troops. He knew very well that Tonggu was half a life in the second division, which was in a bad situation, and he took down Tonggu City. No matter how the situation on the battlefield changed, he could handle it freely. If it really didn't work, he could break out of the siege. On the contrary, he could only end up being controlled by others everywhere and being attacked by the enemy at the same time. In that case, even if the Second Division could barely escape from the encirclement and blockade of the Chinese army that was bound to attack more and more, he had to be stripped of several layers of skin.

What's more, he has greater hope. The three divisions of the subsequent troops have already become angry with the 58th Division of the Chinese Army. As long as the Second Division can persist until the moment they meet with the main force who broke through the 58th Division's blockade, not only will the battle situation change dramatically, but he and his Second Division will also become heroes who turn the tide. Instead of finding nothing, retreating in a panic and defeated army.

Maruyama's idea was pretty good. But his fellow soldiers and his tired subordinates seemed to be unable to match them. After another afternoon of bloody battle, the sound of gunfire in the ancient city did not weaken at all. The only gain of the Japanese army was that hundreds of corpses of the dead soldiers on both sides lay on the land of Myanmar.

At dusk that day, the west of the ancient city.

A group of Japanese soldiers covered in smoke and covered with mud seals and blood were scattered with rice from a house that was burned by the fire and cooked. In theory, this self-exposed foolish behavior is absolutely unwilling tolerate the Japanese military rules on the battlefield full of dangers. However, for the bottom soldiers of the Japanese Second Division who had long been cut off from the logistics supply, there were no pitiful cans, and were strictly ordered not to withdraw from the city for rest, no matter how severe the regulations were, they could not withstand the torture of the torture. The captains of the brigades who held the power of the grassroots and the squadrons were also acquiesced to ensure the combat effectiveness of the troops that were carrying out extremely physically consuming search combat missions, and indulged their subordinates to do this.

And it is not so light to eat enough under the opponent's nose.

"Bang." With the crisp sound of a gun, the seven or eight Japanese soldiers surrounded by a big pot instinctively lay down. A bullet passed by about ten meters away from them. A false alarm did not make the Japanese people's pig-shaped round faces show any dissatisfaction. On the contrary, it is clear how many similar Chinese soldiers who have been hidden in the past two days have been sent to hell by them who have been sent to hell. But no matter how good the luck is, it will always come to an end. Just when these Japanese soldiers stuffed half-baked rice into half, the disaster came to an end.

"Puff, puff, puff." A round of bullets shot from the Czech light machine gun swept into the Japanese army without warning. The raiders' harvest was huge, and the Japanese caught off guard hit most of them. From the carotid artery of a Japanese private with a baby face that was poured into a large pot, blood gushed out like a spring water instantly dyed the white rice left in the pot with thick water vapor, and the red rice that people praised for many years together with pumpkin soup."

In a ruin three hundred meters away.

"Let's go!" Tu Jingguo pulled up the brilliant battle results he had achieved by himself, burning his eyes and teleported over one side. As they rolled into a drainage ditch about a foot deep, several mortars flattened the ruins to the ground. The sand, stone and soil that were blown up all over the sky, and the two people hiding in the small ditch were grinning. Then, a Type 95 light chariot specially used by the Japanese army to support infantry operations was also pressed forward with a vehicle-mounted machine gun while quickly leaning forward. What a big formation!

But since the two generals of Cheng Jiaji dared to do the work of catching grass and beating rabbits, they would not be ordinary people. Although the process was a bit dangerous, with the cover of the complex terrain, the two agile ones still quickly jumped out of the Japanese firepower circle from one of the several retreat routes they had already chosen before they started. However, Ma Sanbao and Tu Jingguo were still too hastily, and a few more scratches were added to their bodies, which was inevitable. Although these floating injuries could not cause any actual damage to them, they were enough to allow Cheng Jiaji, who sent them out to have other important business operations, to train these two unemployed guys as usual.

There is a large British food processing factory in the south of the ancient city. At this moment, Cheng Jiaji and the group of people who were assigned to him have been living here under the protection of a strengthened company. The city was originally very nervous, and it was worthwhile to divide a battalion for Cheng Jiaji, the Shangguan, to defend himself. But Cheng Jiaji himself refused. His reason was sufficient to make everyone say nothing. When the war reached this point, the more people the senior command center was carrying, the greater the goal, and the higher the risk factor.

When he saw Tu Jingguo, he knew that he must have gone to hunt again. This time, he did not scold anyone, and just asked, "How many targets have you found?"

"Military! I found one in the west of the city, and there was one in the central area. The current Japanese soldiers were incomparable to the battles of Nanchang, but the dog-dog nose was still very sensible. We dare not get too close. But judging from the degree of alertness and telephone line density, it is roughly certain that the center of the city is the corps headquarters. The one in the west of the city is the brigade headquarters! We have marked the specific location on the map." Tu Jingguo replied in detail and immediately a staff officer came over to take over the land of Ma Sanbao and handed over the sketch. Follow the map and followed the map to mark it out one by one on the wall.

With these two, there are two red dots representing the brigade headquarters and two blue dots representing the ground of the brigade headquarters on the map.

While Cheng Jiaji signaled the two to go down and rest, he sought the opinions of Qi Zhengchao, who had become his temporary chief of staff: "Yuan Fu, according to your opinion, we have captured all the four proven points? Or will we only do a key blow to one or two of them?" Cheng Jiaji reluctantly stared at each doll on the map, revealing his tendency.

"We refer to the west (relative to the troops of Commander Lu, who was backed by the East Gate.) a few days ago, and we can only control the combat troops of one and a half battalions. It is impossible to include those scattered troops who should hear the movement and come to participate in the war. It is impossible to both blossom and escape without any hesitation. The troops on the east side are slightly more than us. But it is stupid to transfer them to the West City. Not to mention how much they will lose on the road, just the gunshots from east to west are like reporting to the Japanese army." Qi Zhengchao's temperament is really tough. Generally, he does not flatter and speaks in front of the superiors, and his words will be gentle and beautiful. No one is like him who holds a gun and stick.

Fortunately, Cheng Jiaji was used to being tortured by Qian Shen’s open and secret grinding, and he didn’t think that this honest advice was unpleasant. Instead, he valued Qi Zhengchao a little more.

He still felt sorry for his fist and smashed his fist hard somewhere on the map: "Then concentrate on the unit of the west city! Kill him, don't let it go!"

"Select, the headquarters is in urgent need of telegram!" Cheng Jiaji's hand had not yet taken it back on the map. The telegram from Lieutenant General Luo, who would report every two or three hours in the past few days, came again.

"Yuan Fu, let's see it for me!" Cheng Jiaji, who was numb to the news that reinforcements could be obtained recently, even lacked interest in reading telegrams.

"Good news! The 200th Division successfully bypassed the Japanese blocking troops and advanced to Beigu Town 27 kilometers away from Tong'an Ancient City!" Qi Zhengchao, who was originally indifferent to the interest, only glanced at it and screamed in excitement.

"What are you calling? Only one division has arrived in Beigu Town. There is still a battle to fight!" Cheng Jiaji calmed down, but his hands were trembling with excitement.

Unfortunately, Cheng Jiaji's good mood lasted for less than five minutes before leaving him.

"I took the seat, and several positions reported at the same time that the Japanese army retreated in front of them showed signs of retreat." This news may make others feel overjoyed, but Cheng Jiaji, who knew his tenacity towards the Japanese army and the tricks he used well, was a bolt from the blue. He knew what this abnormality of the Japanese army meant. Thinking back at the beginning, the reason why he advocated the main focus of guerrilla tactics and the key points of defense was largely to prevent this.

"Order them to give up their positions immediately. Hurry! Hurry!" Cheng Jiaji, who was anxious, grabbed the collar of the staff officer who reported the news, shouted at the top of his lungs and shook!

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