Age of Conquest Reborn

The climate in the MacDonnell Ranges, which stretches across central Australia, is extremely changeable. In the first half of the night, the moon was bright, the stars were sparse, and there were no clouds. But at dawn, it suddenly started to rain heavily, and the rain was just falling.

A white curtain of rain suddenly enveloped the earth.

Because of this sudden, damn heavy rain, Lieutenant General Miura Kazuhito, commander of the Sixth Army of the Japanese Australian Front and deputy commander of the central offensive force, woke up early in the morning and was in a very bad mood. He walked to the tent entrance with a gloomy face.

He raised the curtain and planned to check the weather conditions. A strong wind blew up, blowing up raindrops and hitting his face and body. It was so cold and icy that he couldn't help but shiver.

Lieutenant General Miura couldn't help but frown. According to yesterday's plan, today the Sixth Army and the Seventh Army will pass through the MacDonnell Mountains and advance to the Lambina line. After advancing more than 40 kilometers to the south, they will be able to communicate with China.

The independent division troops were encountered. Judging from the current positions of the Sixth Army and the Seventh Army, they had already violated General Ito's orders and were quite advanced.

It's not that Lieutenant General Miura intentionally disobeyed orders. He didn't understand the actions of the commander-in-chief General Ito. Why was he so cautious and cautious, walking on thin ice, advancing every day in a blank area in central Australia where there was no China Independent Division troops to defend?

Control it within 20 kilometers, almost like a turtle crawling!

Therefore, Lieutenant General Miura made a small violation and ordered the Sixth Army and the Seventh Army to speed up and distance themselves from the main force in the middle. According to his plan, the two armies under his command had more than 200,000 people.

The elite imperial soldiers should be the first to fight against the soldiers of the China Independent Division in this counterattack to break this even situation.

More than 1.8 million Imperial Army troops attacked across the board, with momentum like a rainbow. Rolling in from northern Australia, they should be as powerful as a tiger. To fight with the China Independent Division, one needs to be the first to open the curtain of the battlefield, and

This person should be myself, who else could I be?

But the sudden heavy rain shattered his ambitious plan. Lieutenant General Miura was eating his breakfast in vain. Army Chief of Staff Major General Shiro Ishikawa walked into the tent with rain on his head and face and said: "Commander, take the lead.

The 55th Division of the Army is requesting instructions whether it will still follow yesterday’s order and send a search force to conduct reconnaissance into the MacDonnell Ranges in advance?”

"In addition, Commander Okazaki of the Seventh Army and several division commanders of our army sent a telegram asking whether the Sixth Army and the Seventh Army would set off on time according to the plan made yesterday."

"Leave on time?" Lieutenant General Miura sneered a few times and said, "Are you trying to laugh at me or embarrass me? Can the soldiers march normally in such heavy rain? Call Lieutenant General Okazaki back. If you think,

The soldiers of the Seventh Army can overcome the impact of weather factors, and I don’t mind if the Seventh Army acts according to the predetermined plan!"

"Also, call back to the 55th Division Headquarters. As the leading division of the central offensive force, dispatch search troops to conduct advance reconnaissance on the march route. Do you need to ask the military headquarters for instructions?"

These words had a strong smell of gunpowder. Chief of Staff Ishikawa immediately understood that Commander Miura was not in a good mood. The heavy rain not only delayed the troops' schedule, but also made him feel an unknown fire. He did not say anything, but was respectful.

He agreed and retreated. Of course, the contents of the two telegrams had been modified, and the tone was much gentler and more euphemistic, but the meaning was very clear. Such heavy rain had affected the normal march, and the troops were on standby!

Dozens of minutes later, the 55th Division of the Sixth Army of the Japanese central attack force, a reinforced squadron search force, braved heavy rain and drove into the MacDonnell Ranges to perform a routine reconnaissance mission.

It was already past five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was gradually getting brighter. Heavy rain enveloped the entire MacDonnell Mountains. The undulating mountains far and near were hazy in the endless rain. Tang Qiuli was wearing a raincoat and stood outside the armored command vehicle. From time to time,

He looked up at the sky. At this moment, he was already on a hill in the southern part of the MacDonnell Mountains. He had been galloping all night. Fortunately, he entered the mountainous area before the heavy rain.

"Yuhe, this heavy rain is difficult for us, but it is also a help!" Tang Qiuli said to Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe, who was also wearing a raincoat and standing beside him: "It can delay the departure of the Japanese army, although it is difficult

It’s the same, but it also buys us more time to command the communications office and liaise with the troops of each corps, down to the brigade level. I want to keep track of the progress of the troops at any time!”

Tang Qiuli believed that the marching and deployment speed of Feng Jiwu Corps and the brigades directly under the Corps would not be affected in any way by the sudden heavy rain. He also believed in his own judgment that the Japanese Sixth Army and Seventh Army would definitely

The departure time will be delayed. Most of the Japanese soldiers who rely on walking will not march in heavy rain anyway. Invisibly, more time is bought for the deployment of the troops.

This is the advantage of mechanized troops. Unless encountering special circumstances, heavy rain will not affect the marching speed of the troops. Tang Qiuli found that he liked this rainy day. He took off the hood of his raincoat and let the raindrops fall on his head.

The cold rain slid down his face, making his mind clearer.

"Commander, you'd better get back in the car, don't get wet!" Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe said worriedly.

"Hahaha!" Tang Qiuli laughed and said: "Yuhe, I am not a weak and delicate young lady. I have never been sick in the ice and snow in the Northeast for many years!"

"Northeast China is not Australia, how can it be compared? You must get back in the car! Otherwise, I will ask the special guards to carry you into the car! If you get sick, who is responsible?" Shan Hu's voice sounded from behind, Tang Qiu

Li was speechless immediately, glared at Shan Hu, and got into the armored command vehicle obediently.

Shan Hu and Zhao Yuhe looked at each other and smiled. Zhao Yuhe stretched out his thumb and said in admiration: "Captain Huang, I am convinced. In the entire army, you are the only one who can control the division commander!"

At the northern foot of the MacDonnell Mountains, the 16,000-strong First Brigade of the Niangziguan Garrison Corps is advancing in the rain. According to the order of the Corps Headquarters, the First Brigade must enter the designated position first, and the Corps is at the forefront.

force.

The character of the brigade commander, Major General Jin Tieshan, is to be at the front when fighting, so he followed the first regiment. Now, wearing a raincoat, he stood on a hill beside the muddy mountain road. He looked at his watch from time to time and frowned.

They kept twisting them together, looking very dissatisfied.

"Damn it's a rainy day, Shaofu, the troops are still marching not fast enough!" He said to Cheng Shaofu, the brigade chief of staff beside him: "Convey the order from the brigade headquarters. If each regiment speeds up the march, it must be within the specified time."

Within, reach the designated location!"

"Brigadier, I think there is no problem. Now, each regiment is less than fifteen kilometers away from the designated position. The first regiment is at the front. It will definitely arrive in half an hour!" Cheng Shaofu said with relief.

"Arriving there in half an hour?" Jin Tieshan's face showed no signs of relief as he said: "It's too late. The time left for the troops to build fortifications is less than an hour and a half. Look at the terrain conditions here. It's really fucked. It's so light.

Just building fortifications can annoy people to death!"

Cheng Shaofu smiled and was about to say something else when the commander of the first regiment, Wang Libo, ran over with rain on his head and face, and said: "Commander, we received a report from the regiment's reconnaissance battalion, in the northern part of the MacDonnell Mountains.

, about 20 kilometers away, traces of the little devil were found, still about 30 kilometers away from us!"

"What?" Jin Tieshan was stunned for a moment, and asked eagerly: "How many people are there? What equipment do they carry? Damn it, hurry up and hurry up, let the little devil catch up in front, wait, wait for the commander.

Punish it!"

"Don't worry!" Wang Libo said without being nervous at all: "Not much, just a reinforced squadron of more than 200 people. It seems to be the reconnaissance force of the Japs. Their large troops are still hiding in Kniston. The brigade

Commander, how do you deal with this little devil that appears?"

"You kid!" Jin Tieshan roared angrily, "If you are still hesitating, deal with it immediately and quietly. Make sure to keep the radio station and a few little devils alive. Don't ruin my good deeds!"

On the muddy mountain road and the heavy rain, the Japanese search squadron of the 55th Division was riding in a very slow truck. The Japanese soldiers in the car listlessly cursed their superiors in their hearts. It was not a job to go out for reconnaissance on this rainy day.

Are you suffering? I dare you to hide in the tent!

Six or seven Japanese trucks, covered with thick canvas, drove slowly through a ditch and pond with cliffs of different heights on both sides. None of the Japanese soldiers in the truck were too lazy to brave the heavy rain and stuck their heads out of the canvas.

After observing the situation, he just opened a gap in the canvas at the rear of the car.

Suddenly, hundreds of figures stood up on the cliffs on both sides. Immediately, there was a burst of intensive shooting from submachine guns. The rain of bullets was denser than the raindrops and enveloped the Japanese truck. However, the sound of rain drowned out the sound of gunfire and seeped from the carriage.

Bright red blood mixed with rainwater flowed onto the muddy mountain road.

In just ten minutes, a strengthened search squadron and more than 200 Japanese soldiers did not even have a chance to fight back. They fell under the heavy bullets. The canvas covering the car was beaten like a sieve by the bullets.

, after the gunfire subsided, those figures immediately surrounded the bloody truck.

A major officer of the Independent Division opened the canvas and ordered to the surrounding soldiers: "Get in the car immediately and search carefully, leaving a few alive, especially the little devil's radio soldiers, be sure to find the radio station!"

More than twenty minutes later, Wang Libo, commander of the first regiment of the first brigade of the Niangziguan Garrison Corps, ran over with a smile, "Brigade commander, the little devil's reconnaissance force of more than 200 people was reconnoitred by our regiment's reconnaissance battalion and the first battalion.

Company, we worked together to eliminate them. Several of the radio stations carried by the little devil were basically still usable, and we captured a few more alive!"

"Hahaha!" Jin Tieshan grinned happily and praised: "Okay, good job!"

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