Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Yangquan, the former independent mixed fourth brigade headquarters.

In a large courtyard, hundreds of Japanese soldiers were carrying various types of materials, and they were constantly shuttling between warehouses and transportation vehicles. Everyone looked very frightened, as if some scourge was coming.

Even with such speed and efficiency, it still cannot meet the requirements of his own major captain.

"Baga! Haven't you eaten?"

"Everyone, speed up! Load all the supplies onto the trucks and mule carts! Keep working! The Eighth Route Army is coming!"

The words "Eighth Route Army" seemed to have some magic power. After the Japanese heard this, they even worked faster.

In a sense, the independent mixed fourth brigade has lost its original spirit. There were a total of seven hundred soldiers, but only a few dared to pick up a gun and join the battle.

But it's understandable, after all, they haven't won a battle since the Hundred Regiment War, and the major general brigade leader has even been replaced by two.

In August last year, the first brigade commander Katayama Shotarō was shot to death from a long distance by Wang Chengzhu from Shi Nao Mountain. Immediately afterwards, the city wall was captured by the 385th Brigade, and all the supplies in the headquarters were cheaper than the Eighth Route Army.

After the war, the fourth independent mixed brigade was the most severely trained by Shinozuka Yoshio.

If it weren't for the lack of manpower in the First Army and the difficulty in fighting the security war, they would probably not even have enough resources to reorganize the organization.

In the Battle of the Central Plains, the brigade suffered heavy losses again.

There were a total of five thousand combatants, with only a few incomplete squadrons breaking out of the encirclement.

Those few hundred people are still nestling in the deep mountains and old forests, and they have to deal with the pursuit of the Ninth Army and the Shanxi-Sui Army from time to time. It can be regarded as an advance experience of life in Southeast Asia.

As for the brigade commander, Major General Genichiro Sakagami, he was also a man of great luck.

This guy was originally the chief of staff of a division in Central China. He was transferred to the First Army by Okamura Neji and was barely promoted.

Fortunately, he led his team to participate in the conference battle as soon as he arrived in Jin Province.

Facing the surging crowds of the three brigades under the 129th Division, the old Japanese was so cowardly that he did not even have the courage to commit seppuku, so he simply chose to commit suicide by drinking bullets.

The soldiers remaining in the Yangquan headquarters today are basically the old, weak, sick and disabled.

The combat effectiveness of these people was extremely low, and the First Army had mobilized a large number of heavy weapons in preparation for the Central Plains battle.

As a result, the current 700 soldiers can't even get together a barrel cannon. Once there is a firefight with the Eighth Route Army, they can only rely on a few grenade launchers to fight back.

After carrying the last box of ammunition onto the truck, Kyouji Takeuchi sat in the passenger seat, wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Let's go, let's go from the east gate of the county seat!"

"You will pass by Shi Nao Mountain to the west, and there is a high probability that there will be enemies waiting there!"

"Let's take a small road to Taiyuan and try to avoid transportation hubs such as the Zhengtai Line! There are enemies all over the province now, so we must be more careful on the road!"

Yangquan County is very important to the First Army. It is located between Jingxing Coal Mine and Taiyuan, which perfectly fits the Japanese army's operational plan of using the railway transportation network as a hub.

The Japs stationed here can threaten the Eighth Route Army's base area in southeastern Shanxi as long as they send troops south, which is an indispensable node of the cage policy.

But precisely because it is close to the 129th Division, it will bear the brunt of the attack target.

As a temporarily promoted major captain, Takeuchi Kyouji had a pretty good strategic vision. He had already predicted the plans of the Eighth Route Army and Yoshio Iwamatsu.

Before the battle officially started, the Fourth Independent Mixed Brigade began preparations for its transfer to Taiyuan.

Takeuchi knew one thing very well. Even with a strong permanent fortification group and sufficient food supplies, Yangquan could not be defended by just an unsatisfied brigade.

The failure of the Central Plains Battle made all the warriors of the First Army understand one thing.

Today's enemies have long since gotten rid of the two titles of Tubal Road and guerrillas. The peasants are armed with hundreds of artillery pieces and fighter jets!

As long as they want to fight, they are fully capable of fighting in large groups. In terms of combat effectiveness alone, the so-called direct line Central Army is not worthy of being compared with the opponent.

Once trapped in an isolated city by such a terrible enemy, the Eighth Route Army made dumplings. The morale of the remaining soldiers will continue to decline, and some may even commit suicide within a day of fighting.

The enemy doesn't even need to launch a siege, they just need to blockade the outskirts of the county and send out those damn enemy engineering teams to shout a few times every day to persuade them to surrender.

It won't be long before the independent mixed fourth brigade will disappear from the world.

What's more, it's not like the Eighth Route Army has no experience in siege warfare.

The gap in the southwest corner of Yangquan County has not yet been completely repaired. It seemed to be a silent reminder to everyone that the enemy could forcefully attack the city if they wanted to.

As for misjudging the intentions of his superiors, causing the First Army to lose a county in vain, Takeuchi Kyouji never thought about this outcome. As long as Yoshio Iwamatsu is determined to resist resolutely, he will definitely reduce his troop strength.

Even if you really make a mistake, the most you can do is be sent to the city wall.

After all, the First Army was already in ruins, and no one in the North China Front would dare to take over the mess in Jin Province. Even if there are people who are not afraid of death and are willing to come to support, they will be blocked by the Eighth Route Army.

At this moment, there are very few junior officers and above in the entire army, and he, as a major, is very valuable.

After transporting all the supplies, a transport team consisting of animals and trucks headed straight for the east gate of the city. On both sides of the main road in the county town, people can be seen secretly observing from time to time.

This scene made the Japanese driver very unhappy, and his eyes were filled with fierceness.

In the past, when the army was setting out, some people would dare to watch. Regardless of whether there are enemies in the crowd, the Japanese will definitely find a few unsavory ones to scare the monkeys.

"Your Excellency, Major! Before we leave, do we need to deal with a group of Republican people in the city?"

"Or should we consider taking some residents as hostages and asking the Eighth Route Army outside the city to take advantage of them?"

The stupidity of his subordinates almost allowed Kyoji Takeuchi to break through the defense.

The straight-line distance between Yangquan County and Wuxiang is only more than 100 kilometers, so the enemy may be approaching. One more second of delay in the city will bring the danger closer.

What's more, the journey is far away and the chance of encountering the Eighth Route Army is not small.

Once the people of the Republic of China are captured, they will completely break up with each other. We can't let them, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled fight to the death.

"Stop talking nonsense and keep driving."

"If you are in a hurry to die, be the first to be attacked!"

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Looking at Yangquan in the distance, Ding Wei, who had no chance to attack Taiyuan, curled his lips.

Due to the width of the battlefield, their new regiment could only assist the main force and block enemies who attempted to join the main force of the First Army in the province.

"Captain, we didn't catch up with the big battle this time."

"Including Zhongtiao Mountain, this is already the second time. In my opinion, our new group has almost become stepmothers."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding comrades all focused their attention on their leader.

Facing the gaze of everyone, Ding Wei did not panic at all. He first observed the east gate of Yangquan with a telescope, and then said to the soldiers beside him:

"The Japanese are defeated in North China and are likely to shrink their troops."

"Based on my personal experience, as long as we take Suiyuan again, they will definitely open up a new battlefield due to lack of resources."

"When I was chatting with the brigade commander before, I heard that the little Japs were making a lot of noise in Southeast Asia. If there is a chance, I will take the initiative to apply to my superiors and try to take everyone to fight in another place."

As a regimental commander, Ding Wei is not only good at offense, but also has top-notch strategic vision.

In the Iron Triangle, he could always be keenly aware of things that Kong Jie and Li Yunlong ignored. In the original work, his graduation thesis also proved the above point of view.

As for the battlefields in Southeast Asia, troops also have the opportunity to participate. After all, the colony of a certain ally has become the bridgehead and back garden of the Japanese.

The soldiers were shocked by the words of their captain, and everyone had been going crazy this month. It's not a good life to watch your allies eat meat, but you can only drink soup.

After the small talk, Ding Wei looked at the battalion commander on the side: "How many people are there in Yangquan?"

"Only less than half are left. Many locals have come to our base area recently."

People living in the county usually need to be more vigilant, after all, their own lives are at stake. The tragic experience of Jinling shocked the hearts of all people in the Republic of China.

After the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, some residents of Yangquan came to the Eighth Route Army's defense area for fear that the Japanese would vent their anger on them.

It is worth mentioning that in the past, people did not have many opportunities to choose. After all, if they left the place where their ancestors had lived for generations, they would probably lose their means of livelihood.

But now the three major bases are in a stage of rapid expansion, and there are many job opportunities and positions. As long as you work hard, you can live a better life than before.

"That's good."

"I hope the Japanese will be wise and save us some trouble."

"Let the artillery company prepare, the enemy will definitely come out from the east gate!"

The reason why Ding Wei was so sure was because he knew that the Japanese suffered a loss during the Hundred Regiments War. A commander with common sense would definitely avoid an ambush point like Shi Nao Mountain, which is located in a high position.

In addition, the east gate is close to Ji Province, so once they encounter an enemy that is out of their control, they still have the opportunity to use their mobility to escape.

After receiving the order, the artillerymen reconfirmed the specifications of twelve 60mm mortars and four 81mm mortars.

With the continuous efforts of the Border Region Military Industry Bureau and the Logistics Department of Southeast Shanxi, troops at all levels have successively been equipped with a full set of French mortars, and their firepower has once again doubled.

Although the new regiment could not bring Miss 75, in order to kill the Japs in Yangquan, Ding Wei asked the soldiers to carry enough artillery shells.

Ten minutes later, a huge motorcade slowly drove out from the east gate.

After seeing the target appear, the comrades showed excited expressions. The artillerymen suspended the shells on the barrels and only waited for the order from their regiment commander to launch the attack.

Since the Fourth Independent Mixed Brigade carried all their belongings, their convoy was very long.

After waiting for five minutes, all the Japanese soldiers left the county. Ding Wei raised his right hand and then swung it down hard.

"put!"

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One after another long-premeditated artillery shells landed in the enemy's formation.

Under normal circumstances, when the Eighth Route Army's backbone regiment ambushes a Japanese transport team, they often choose the tactic of cutting off the head and tail and hitting the middle. This was actually a helpless move. After all, the troops lacked firepower and could only rely on numbers to divide and surround the enemy.

But the situation is different now. The sixteen mortars carried by the new regiment cover almost the entire transport team.

In just one minute, a large number of artillery shells caused heavy losses to the remnants of the independent mixed fourth brigade. The Japanese at the end of the team even gave up resistance and rushed towards the county seat with the shells in hand.

Faced with the sudden attack, Takeuchi Kyoji jumped out of the truck without any hesitation. Just relying on that thin layer of iron sheet cannot prevent the attack of large-caliber mortars.

Fortunately, there were many previously built fortifications near Yangquan County. These bunkers and gun towers saved their lives.

"Everyone! Prepare to fight back!"

"After the shelling ends, the Eighth Route Army will rush forward!"

As soon as the words came out, even Takeuchi Kyouji himself was stunned. To put it nicely, this style of fighting is called infantry-artillery coordination, but to put it more unfavorably, it means to charge the infantry after the artillery bombardment.

Being suppressed by the enemy using his own best tactics, even the Japanese soldiers with low morale were aroused.

"Baga! That's too much!"

"Enter the fortifications! Use bunkers and gun towers to fight back!"

It's a pity that the new group of commandos will not give the Japanese a chance to resist.

The soldiers took advantage of the cover of artillery fire and held submachine guns to engage the enemy as quickly as possible. On the way, if you encounter a corner that the artillery cannot take care of, just use grenades to clear the way.

Before most of the enemies had time to enter the fortifications, they were baptized by the metal storm.

Mas38 vs 38 Gai, crushing in close combat firepower is always the happiest thing for infantry.

Kyouji Takeuchi also tried to gather the remaining soldiers and use organized counterattacks to repel the new group of commandos to buy time for his men to enter the fortifications.

But the main force of the new regiment also pressed forward. The inferiority in firepower and numbers made the old Japanese look desperate.

Fifteen minutes later, the battle ended.

"The first battalion spreads its guard, while the second and third battalions clean up the battlefield."

"Take away all the living mules and horses, and check if there are any trucks with less severe damage!"

"Correspondent, send a telegram to the headquarters. Remind the deputy general manager and the division commander to send someone to take over the county. Yangquan has been restored!"

Now Shanxi Southeast Logistics Department has mastered the ability to repair trucks. Although there are still some shortcomings in speed, this is a breakthrough from scratch.

After hearing the last sentence, all the soldiers of the new regiment let out deafening cheers.

It was a pity that we could not follow the brigade to besiege Taiyuan, but taking back the lost territory was also a matter of honor for our ancestors.

After the gunfire ended, some brave people in the county also saw this scene. They all had tears in their eyes, as the Master Wang who had been waiting for many years finally appeared.

As more and more residents came out, Ding Wei had to come out to take charge of the overall situation. He hurriedly jumped onto a truck and shouted to the onlookers:

"Folks! I am the commander of the new regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Don't worry, you guys! We won't leave this time! I guarantee with my life that the Japanese will never come near Yangquan again!"

Before I know it, it’s almost 800,000 words. Thank you everyone for accompanying me.