Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

"Tuanzuo, where does your sense of crisis come from?"

"Our harvest from this trip is already great enough, and it is commendable when looking at the entire North China battlefield."

"With such an excellent record, in time you will definitely be a bright star in the military world. Our Jinsui Army will be even more powerful with the regiment."

Ignoring Fang Ligong's rainbow fart, Chu Yunfei sighed helplessly.

After working with the opponent for many years, he gradually came to see the person's true nature, and he felt like a pig that his teammates couldn't help.

In terms of strategic direction, there is no problem with Commander Yan's plan. After all, the Shanxi-Sui army is not strong enough now, and he has to rely on external forces to regain all of Shanxi.

It is definitely a wise choice to use the Eighth Route Army to consume the effective strength of the First Army of the North China Front.

It's a pity that people are not as good as God. Who would have thought that in just over a year, Tubal Road has developed rapidly and its strength has become so strong that it has the capital to challenge multiple divisions of the Japanese army.

If you still want to reap the benefits at this time, it would be ridiculous.

What's more, before the 358th Regiment entered Zhongtiao Mountain, Chief Yan took advantage of Okamura Neji. Those counties with rather useless geographical locations have now become a lever for other forces to attack them.

If the people at the bottom were not sensitive to these twists and turns, and if the three characters Yan Baichuan were still worth a bit of kindness, they would probably be accused of being collaborators and traitors.

His chief of staff still couldn't understand such a simple thing.

After comparing Fang Ligong and Zhao Gang in his mind, Chu Yunfei had the idea of ​​comparing goods for the first time.

"Brother Ligong, your strategic vision and overall view are slightly insufficient. They will limit your future development."

"After some time, the entire Republic of China will know about the great victory in the Battle of Southern Shanxi. The world will remember the heroic sacrifice of the Central Army and the Eighth Route Army's turn of events."

"But what about us? As the former masters of Jin Province, we not only took petty profits from the Japanese, but also did not send large-scale troops to support friendly forces. We and Okamura Neji are the biggest losers."

In fact, when Chu Yunfei said this, he was already very cryptic and was trying to save face for the other party.

To put it bluntly, Fang Ligong not only lacks a sense of the overall situation, but his military command is also a mess.

The original work, in the plot of Pinangler.

The 358th Regiment could only withstand the attack of a regiment under the B Division, which would make him complacent.

Maybe this was considered a hero before 1942, but at that time it was 1944, and the Japanese army had already declined.

What's more, before the battle officially started, the Japanese had been fighting with the Sixth Company of the Independent Regiment for several hours, and they were exhausted and had low morale.

With favorable terrain, superior strength, and American equipment, the 358th Regiment only managed a draw with the Japanese who had no intention of fighting.

Under such circumstances, Fang Ligong not only failed to reflect on the shortcomings of the army, but also boasted about himself.

This alone is enough to show that this person lacks the military qualities that a school-level officer should have.

In the subsequent conversation, he did not notice the decline of the Japanese army.

This directly reveals that this person has no structure and independent thinking ability, and also proves the fact that he lacks an overall view. Compared with Zhao Gang, he is not even worthy of carrying shoes.

After some advice from his team leader, Fang Ligong finally figured out one thing.

Although the 358th Regiment killed several Japs this time, the results were nothing compared to the results of the 120th Division.

Once the battle was over, the Jinsui Army not only failed to contribute much, but also lost the support of the people.

Perhaps in the past, his own Commander Yan could still suppress the Eighth Route Army in the name of commander of the Second War Zone. But now that the other party is full-fledged and sincere in fighting the Japanese, why should we compete with others for territory? Is it based on face?

"Tanzuo, I understand."

"It seems that we have to fight a few more winning battles to at least regain the disadvantage in public opinion."

"In this way, we can get more benefits after the war. Even if there is no hope of regaining Taiyuan, we still have to occupy more counties and land in southern Shanxi."

Chu Yunfei's expression finally softened a little, and he nodded to Fang Ligong, but this was not easy.

On the Zhongtiao Shanxi Line, the Eighth Route Army defeated two Japanese divisions with just one division.

Not to mention the northern and northeastern lines, which are very close to the base of the 129th Division. It is conservatively estimated to have completely annihilated two divisions.

The 358th Regiment alone, with more than 4,000 troops, had no chance of making any splash, so how could it compete with the Eighth Route Army for credit? Not to mention reversing the disadvantage of public opinion!

Just when the two were worried, the commander of the reconnaissance company brought back some good news.

"Tuanzuo, the Central Army and the Japanese exchanged fire in Shaoyuan."

"The current situation is unclear, and it is definitely a good opportunity to gain military exploits! Let's set off quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yunfei hurriedly took out a military map from his breast pocket. After analyzing for a moment, he immediately stood up and gave orders to the surrounding soldiers.

"Everyone is here! Target Shao Yuan! March urgently!"

"We can't give up any chance! We must fight this battle well!"

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"Your Majesty Lieutenant, let's retreat quickly!"

"The majors' plan failed. The enemy will definitely rush over next. It's not too late to move to the west now."

Hearing this, Umehara Gotetsu ran to the observation team as quickly as possible. He grabbed the telescope and looked towards the position directly ahead and the high ground on the left.

The situation on the battlefield was very bad. The detouring troops had lost all their casualties, and only a handful of infantry were still fighting.

The frontal situation was still barely controllable, but as more and more Central Army troops rushed for reinforcements, the two squadrons responsible for the feint attack gradually began to decline.

Their artillery squadron has little self-defense capabilities and is only equipped with a small number of Southern Type 14 and rifles. Once you are entangled by the infantry of the Central Army, you don't need to think about it to know that the outcome will be tragic.

"Baga! They're all trash!"

"Everyone said they were sure of themselves, but in the end, all they left behind was a mess!"

"All artillery units, dismantle the infantry artillery! The ammunition squad and the squadron headquarters are also going to help. Kawada-kun, bring me the map! It's definitely not due west!"

After cursing for a while, Umehara Gotetsu himself participated in the moving work.

Fortunately, the entire artillery squadron has eight horses, so at least people don't need to carry parts when retreating.

It was not that he had not thought about blowing up all the infantry cannons and going into battle lightly, but Zhongtiao Mountain was full of enemies. Losing the most powerful weapon in the mountain forest was no different than a lamb breaking into a pack of wolves.

After carrying the last batch of cannon bodies, wheels and carrying sticks onto the horses, everyone began to evacuate in an orderly manner.

But after only five minutes of progress, the horses carrying various parts had problems one after another.

The horse's head and neck began to shake frequently, appearing to be breathing harder. The horse's legs couldn't stop shaking and shaking, and its speed also dropped visibly.

Although the horses used by the Japanese army have been bred for many years, even the best bloodlines have to eat.

After Dong Feng broke out of the siege, the Japanese soldiers didn't even have a bite to eat, and even the horses were hungry. Under such circumstances, it is normal to have insufficient horsepower.

On a certain hilltop, the position of the 358th Regiment.

"Tuanzuo, you really have a clever plan!"

"The little devil really chose to retreat to the southwest. You are indeed an expert at predicting events!"

In fact, the enemy's route is not difficult to guess. There are Eighth Route Army on the two defense lines in the northwest. There are not only mountains and forests but also the Central Army in the east. The only way out is naturally the path in the southwest.

Fang Ligong looked at the Japanese artillery squadron in the distance with a fierce look on their faces. The enemy had entered their preset encirclement.

Occupying the right location and people, killing more than a hundred artillerymen who were unable to fight back was like picking something out of a bag.

The only thing that needs to be considered now is how to win without damaging the Type 92 infantry gun.

After all, their Jinsui Army is not rich, and four barrel guns is not a small number, enough to form an artillery company.

Chu Yunfei frowned and glanced at Fang Ligong, then raised his binoculars to look at the approaching artillery squadron.

"As soon as the Japanese step on a landmine, attack."

"The first battalion is ready for battle. Fight the horses first! The second and third battalions remain alert and beware of the enemy's subsequent reinforcements."

Logically speaking, after suffering many losses, the little devil should have summed up some experience, which would make the ambush more difficult. But no matter how hard they ran, they all just hated their parents for losing two legs, and their vigilance was astonishingly low.

Boom boom boom!

The sudden explosion caused the Japanese artillery squadron to scatter like frightened birds. They subconsciously looked for cover, took out their weapons and prepared to fight back.

The horse responsible for the carriage was quite calm. After taking a few steps, it waited for the owner's follow-up instructions.

It's a pity that a few precise bullets hit them. Even if they survived, they lost their ability to move, and even the infantry gun parts on their bodies were scattered on the ground.

The Japanese Lieutenant reacted promptly and made the most correct choice as soon as the landmine exploded.

"Baga! There is an ambush!"

"Blow up the Type 92 infantry cannon! Death cannot be given to the enemy easily! Everyone is ready to fight!"

There was a heavy burst of gunfire, accompanied by explosions of mortars and grenades.

The Japs on the path suddenly became chaotic. Even if their lieutenant issued a mission, the artillerymen could not carry it out effectively.

Because they didn't expect to encounter an ambush halfway, the entire squadron didn't have any guard posts, and it was completely out of order for a while.

Nowadays, the 358th Regiment occupies an absolute advantage in terms of troops, firepower, and location. The infantry in full condition can even bully the Japanese artillery in terms of military quality.

Logically speaking, you should attack the low with high and use your own advantages to kill the enemy.

But Chu Yunfei didn't hesitate at all and directly ordered all the troops to charge. He even mingled with the commando team with a Jin-made Thompson.

Thousands of warriors rushed down from the highlands on both sides, carrying astonishing momentum like tigers descending the mountain.

The distance between the two sides was quickly shortened. Facing the Jinsui Army equipped with submachine guns, the Japs with only rifles and pistols were powerless to fight back.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four. This applies not only to street fights, but also to war.

In the face of a sudden impact, the formation is broken up, the organization is low, and the artillery without overall command is the fish on the chopping board.

After killing the ammunition detachment trying to destroy the Type 92 infantry gun, the entire battle ended smoothly and took only ten minutes.

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"Old Wang, ask your people to speed up!"

"I just heard the sound of gunfire. There must be another team that is at war with the Japanese! Let's go to support!"

It's not that Li Yunlong was so anxious because he was coveting the four Type 92 infantry cannons. Now the Eighth Route Army is equipped with a large number of 75 girls, who are not as poor as before.

What's more, the 1st Marine Regiment is a paratrooper, and infantry artillery is not convenient for them to carry.

In their understanding, if there are other teams nearby, they must be brother troops of the 129th Division. When friendly forces are in trouble, it is natural to offer them full assistance.

When he was still three kilometers away from the battlefield, Duan Peng's voice came from the portable communicator on Li Yunlong's waist.

"Commander, the battle ahead is over. The unit that killed the Japs is the 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Dahai's expression immediately changed.

Although the 43rd Army is a newly formed unit, it has little contact with the 358th Regiment. But they were still wearing the military uniforms of the Jinsui Army, and many things could not be explained after the two sides met.

The considerate Lao Li saw the other party's fear, then waved his hand and said: "Old Wang, you go back first. I'll say hello to Chu Yunfei and buy time for you."

After the 21st Regiment left, Li Yunlong took his main force and approached the battlefield openly.

"Brother Yunfei! Yunlong is here!"

Chu Yunfei was still a little tired at first, but after hearing the rough roar, his whole body became energetic. This familiar voice, this long-lost feeling, is Li Yunlong!

"Brother Yunlong, I miss you so much after not seeing you for a long time."

"I wonder how your department has harvested and whether it has maintained its former style."

Equally excited was Fang Ligong, who had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Anyone whose soul is tortured by a strange name every day will cherish the opportunity of revenge and slap in the face like him.

Li Yunlong was confused when he heard the other party's question.

Don't all the generals of the Jin-Sui Army like hypocritical politeness? Why did he go straight to the point today? He was not used to it.

"Thanks to Brother Chu, overall it's not bad."

"From May 7th to now, we have killed one major general and eaten one brigade."

"Besides that, there are probably two to three thousand scattered Japs in total. I wonder how your 358th regiment will fare? You have to kill a regiment anyway, right?"

To be honest, Captain Li really didn't mean any ridicule.

In his opinion, the 358th Regiment is remarkable both in terms of equipment and individual soldier quality. As long as the tactics are right, there is absolutely no problem in annihilating a regiment.

Sincerity is always a must-kill skill. When they heard about a brigade and a major general, Chu and Fang broke through the defenses one after another, showing expressions of disbelief.

But Chu Yunfei soon discovered the blind spot, and he said with great certainty: "Brother Yunlong, you must be joking. Your 129th Division only officially participated in the battle yesterday."

"You don't know it yet, but I'm already a paratrooper."

In order to enhance the authenticity, Li Yunlong also shook the general sword at his waist.

"Brother Yunfei, let's see you another day. The battle of Zhongtiao Mountain is not over yet. I will personally visit your regiment headquarters another day."

The next chapter will be posted before one o'clock, and I won't sleep until I pay off my debt today!