Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Unlike in the past, the North China Front's raids this time were a little louder than rain. It only lasted for a month before the troops were called back. To be precise, it was forced to end.

Shinozuka Yoshio's First Army was the first to fail. In order to implement Shun Tada's tactics, they forcibly cooperated with the troops stationed in Mongolia to attack the three major bases in three directions.

This group of Japs stationed in Jin Province had already suffered two waves of red iron fists. Under the high-intensity fighting, their strength was reduced even more rapidly.

Faced with the general's side tactics, the Fourth Independent Mixed Brigade and the 36th Division were exhausted, and each brigade suffered heavy losses due to poor attack.

Counting the first two stages of the Hundred Regiment War, only three months have passed. Shinozuka Yoshio's First Army has lost a large number of occupied areas and has been suppressed and unable to move around Taiyuan.

The future of this group of devils will only be gloomy with their bellies covered with gold and silver horns.

Taiyuan, inside the hospital of the First Army.

At this time, Yoshio Shinozuka was lying on the hospital bed, his face was as pale as if he had aged more than ten years overnight.

For senior commanders of any country, being in their fifties is considered the golden age. At that time, physical energy and battlefield experience are fully combined, and more achievements can definitely be made.

But after experiencing one series of defeats and losing two of his favorite generals. This old devil has become sluggish and has completely lost his fighting spirit to win.

As the chief of staff of the First Army, Kusuyama Hideyoshi can be said to be the person most concerned about the health of Yoshio Shinozuka. It's not because of the good personal relationship between the two, it's just for his own career.

He looked at the unshaven and old commander, and couldn't help but comfort him:

"Your Excellency Lieutenant General, although we have not completely eradicated the Eighth Route Army's base areas, the gains are not small. This time the First Army consumed a large amount of the enemy's troops and laid a solid foundation for the subsequent raids."

"Benefiting from Commander Tada's Sanguang policy, we severely damaged the agricultural system in the bandit areas and destroyed the enemy's foundation."

"It is said that the mainland has approved our application to release the plague. It won't be long before the Eighth Route Army loses its food source. They will definitely defeat themselves!"

In fact, there is some truth to these words. The signs of the future great famine were already there in 1941. There are many reasons for this tragedy, and the Japanese added fuel to the fire.

Historically, that period was the most difficult period for the Eighth Route Army. But now that there is the Yellow River, the enemy's plan will never be satisfactory.

Yoshio Shinozuka didn't appreciate the words of comfort. He even rolled his eyes at his chief of staff, and then said feebly:

"Kusuyama-kun, are you here to take a shit? Is it because you have been in the staff department for too long and you have derailed from reality? Why do you see things so one-sided now?"

"What restricts the development of the Eighth Route Army is always the industrial system and materials. The land here belongs to the enemy, and the continuous manpower allows them to rise from the ashes as long as they still have breath."

"The war has been going on for four years, and we have long been stuck in the quagmire."

"Do you know what I saw in the city a few days ago? Bicycles! I heard they were made by the Eighth Route Army! I can't imagine how scary they will be in the future!"

Because he was so excited, the old devil almost fainted.

Kusuyama Hideyoshi lowered his head and said nothing. As the chief of staff of the First Army, he had a clear view of the internal situation in Jin Province.

This raid seemed to have a good effect, but the Eighth Route Army moved with the people, and the people's hearts were still on the other side.

The strength of the First Army was greatly damaged, the Fourth Independent Mixed Brigade existed in name only, and there were no sources of troops to replenish it in a short period of time. If the headquarters doesn't do anything, then they will face the test of survival.

In the next year, the Eighth Route Army will definitely be able to develop steadily. Kusuyama Hideyoshi even thought of the image of the enemy putting a 155mm pipe on his face.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General! Don't we have a chance to fight back? Are we just going to watch the other side grow stronger?"

Yoshio Shinozuka sighed. He had been thinking about ways to break the situation during this time.

The war has been going on until now, and what we have been fighting for is resources and the endurance of the nation. My brother country has tried its best and everything available has been used to the limit.

Unless the military department can open up a new battlefield and plunder more resources, this is not something that a lieutenant general can decide.

Thinking of this, he began to recall what happened this year.

Starting from Sakata Nobutetsu's broken jade, the doctor being kidnapped, Yamamoto Kazuki being ambushed, the Eighth Route Army's raid, and the airport being bombarded, each of these things seems to be related to the Yellow River.

Based on this calculation, it seems that their First Army has never taken advantage since 1940.

But at this moment, Yoshio Shinozuka suddenly showed a relieved smile. This old immortal stretched his muscles and bones on the bed, as if he had seen everything away.

"None of this has anything to do with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kusuyama Hideyoshi suddenly raised his head. Combined with the rumors he had heard in the past few days, he looked nervous.

"What do you mean? Are we going back to our homeland?"

For a dedicated soldier, being sent back to the reserves is a very shameful thing. Even if there is a chance to make a comeback in the future, he will be looked down upon by his peers.

"Yes, starting next month I will no longer be the commander of the First Army."

"When the time comes, I will return to my homeland and take up the post of principal of the Army Academy. You can come with me."

"I know that you are an ambitious person. When the time is right, I will arrange for you to return to the frontline troops. As a lieutenant general of my younger brother's country, even if he does not have real power, his connections and influence are still there."

If it were the former Shinozuka Yoshio, he would definitely struggle in the position of commander of the First Army, and even formulate some desperate attack plans.

But the Eighth Route Army was developing too fast. He thought a lot during the period of recuperation, and found that his own abilities could not suppress the enemy at all.

His loyalty to Tian Locust and his brother's country did not allow him to live a meal without his own body. Instead of hanging on, it would be better to replace the situation with a more capable person while the situation is still salvageable.

Commander of the First Army, let someone else do it. If you keep doing it, maybe something will happen.

"I heard that the superiors are going to send Yoshio Iwamatsu to take over. When the time comes, we will go together to greet him and help you get familiar with him. Even in the army, connections are still very important."

"Although the people I favor often end up miserable. But I hope you can use my will to expand the territory of my brother's country!"

"That's it, let me be alone and you go."

This aged tone made Kusuyama Hideyoshi feel a little sad.

He originally thought that his leader had been defeated by the Eighth Route Army and was planning to leave the combat unit to retire.

I didn't expect that the other party was so selfless, not coveting current rights at all for the future of my younger brother's country. As Shinozuka Yoshio's new beloved general, he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"Hi! I will definitely take your share and work hard together!"

"This guy originally died in a plane crash. I'm going to make his death more painful."

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After more than half a month of hard work, the comrades once again moved the logistics department to a relatively safe hinterland.

Captain Ou learned the lesson from last time, and his security group expanded the warning circle to five kilometers to ensure that there were no blind spots in all directions. Thanks to this being a large group of 3,000 people, ordinary basic groups really don’t have such sufficient manpower.

The logistics department was very busy today, and even the cold wind in November could not dampen everyone's enthusiasm. After learning that Huang He was returning to the rear, his comrades came to see him off one after another.

The comrades in the cooking class even got up early. They started preparing ingredients at eight o'clock in the morning, just to express their heartfelt gratitude.

Originally Huang He wanted to reject this extravagant and wasteful behavior, but even the brigade commander called specifically to ask him to accept everyone's wishes honestly.

The breeding farm has been established for a full year, and now the entire army has meat freedom. This meal was a very sumptuous one. Each table had a roast chicken and a pot of pork stewed with cabbage.

After having enough wine and food, it’s time for everyone to have a good time.

Today, Audio-Technica and Cheng Xiazi finally drank the vodka they had longed for. This bottle of wine was left by the instructor Maozi. But they were obviously not used to drinking foreign stuff, and they were already a little dizzy at this time.

Kong Jie stepped on the stool under the influence of alcohol. He failed to kill the Japanese Major General in the Hundred Regiments Battle. During this period, he was ridiculed by Ding and Li.

"What does a major general mean? Have you ever fought against a tank? When I was in Niangzi Pass, I fought head-on with the enemy's tanks! The Okazaki Brigade was even tricked to death by me!"

"The crappy stuff I used to use in my childhood is really getting worse every time. Every time, the soup is replaced without changing the medicine! A 7.7mm crappy machine gun can be used as a main gun. Can it shoot? It can't! It doesn't have the strength!"

"Now we have lost to the 25mm anti-tank gun. If we lose again, we will lose to the 12.7mm machine gun. Sooner or later, I can paralyze its shells with a kettle!"

Seeing Kong Jie who was obviously drunk, Ding Wei quickly pushed him back to his seat.

"When you drink, your fart will float. It's really embarrassing, hahaha."

After calming down from drinking, Captain Li stood up holding on to the table and asked a question that everyone, including many readers, wanted to know.

"Old Huang, how did you cross the Yellow River when you came to Jin Province with those people from the north?"

"I've been thinking about this for a long time and haven't figured it out. When our Eighth Route Army crossed the Yellow River eastward, it was really troublesome and laborious. We can't just fly over just because you call it the Yellow River."

Everyone nodded and showed curious expressions.

The troops had just completed their reorganization and were about to rush to the battlefield. Just the choice of marching route, the superiors discussed it for a long time before finally choosing Hancheng.

Tens of thousands of people and horses marched across the turbulent Yellow River. It was a complex and huge systematic project that had to contend with the dangerous natural environment.

Ships, climate, supplies, safety, etc., once anything goes wrong in any link, the consequences will be disastrous.

It was the turn of summer and autumn, and it rained heavily for several days. As a result, the water level of the Yellow River rose, and the water overflowed the river beach and submerged the road leading to the ferry.

The river beach is full of puddles, mud and water, making it difficult even for local skilled boatmen to board the boat.

If the common people had not heard that the Eighth Route Army troops were blocked from crossing the river, and took down the door panels of their houses to pave the way for the troops, the troops would probably not be able to catch up with the battle at Pingxingguan.

After solving these problems, the troops still have to face another troublesome problem, which is to do ideological work for the soldiers. At that time, the officers and soldiers of Guo Prefecture would find faults and deliberately create difficulties.

In just a few days, it is not easy to compete with people and God in a battle of wits and courage.

Speaking of this, Commander Li became angrier as he thought about it. When their new regiment crossed the river, they were often made things difficult by the Jin-Sui army.

"We had just reorganized it at that time, and the Guogui people did not allow us to set up a political commissar. When we crossed the Yellow River eastward, the political commissar could only bear the title of deputy leader."

"My deputy commander at that time was named Zhong Zhicheng, who used to be in the First Front Army. After being stopped by the Shanxi-Sui Army, Lao Zhong stood at the ferry and said, we are fighting against the Japanese and the Japanese, and we are not enjoying your banquet."

"No matter how hard it is, we won't be allowed to pass. It almost made me angry to death."

Except for Huang He and Zhao Gang, everyone present was an old comrade and knew a lot about this matter.

Lao Zhao judged from the tone that his senior seemed to have a good relationship with Li Yunlong. But he had never heard of this person, so he asked:

"Then what happened next? What did this comrade think of?"

Originally Li Yunlong wanted to continue speaking, but Cheng Xiazi on the side held down his old squad leader and answered directly:

"Lao Li and Lao Zhong withdrew their troops for two miles and met our 772 regiment head-on. The new regiment did not have a number but we did, so the two regiments merged into one and crossed the Yellow River without incident. "

After hearing this, everyone laughed out loud.

Everyone knows that Li Yunlong is most annoying when others mention this type of thing. After all, he is Cheng Shifa's old squad leader, and it is very humiliating to serve under him.

Huang He was also quite interested in such an interesting person.

"Which unit has Political Commissar Zhong been transferred to now? Isn't it possible that he was squeezed out by you, Li Yunlong?"

Originally, he just asked casually, but all the group leaders were silent. Finally, Zhang Wanhe broke the deadlock.

"Lao Zhong died in the battle of Xiangtangpu, when the New Regiment was ordered to ambush the transport troops of the 14th Japanese Division."

"In the middle of the battle, enemy reinforcements came from Licheng and Dongyang. In order to cover the large troops in successfully completing their mission, he led a company of soldiers to block the attack and eventually died on the battlefield."

"Honor the political commissar!"

"Respect the old bell!"

In order to break the sad atmosphere, Captain Li brought the topic back again. He directly changed seats with Zhang Wanhe, put his arm around Huang He's shoulders and asked:

"Old Huang, tell me quickly. How did you cross eastward in the first place? I remember that the transport team had several trucks."

Huang He was so smoked by the alcohol that he pushed the other person away with a little force, and then explained helplessly:

"In 1939, Beifang was the largest shareholder of preserved fruits, and I came with a huge amount of supplies. In this situation, I don't dare to offend others. Sending a few trucks of rifles can make a big difference."

"You don't even know how angry the Holy Iron Wall was at that time. That look in his eyes almost ate me up, hahaha."

"But it's useless no matter how reluctant you are, you still have to send me across the river honestly!"

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