Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

In the inner city of Taiyuan, in the basement of the First Army Headquarters of the North China Front.

"It's been two hours! Why haven't Prime Minister Lu and General Gangcun called back yet?"

"Where have the reinforcements gone? These damn liars don't have a word of truth in their mouths! They should all be shot if they delay the fight for such a long time!"

"Keep an eye on me, any news will be sent to me as soon as possible."

The chattering Yoshio Iwamatsu made everyone in the headquarters fall into silence.

The staff members worked quietly, for fear of angering their commander, and no one wanted to suffer another big fight.

It seemed that the old devil's curse had an effect. The communications officer wearing headphones suddenly picked up a pen and paper and started recording. Then he opened the code book and began to decrypt.

Just a few seconds later, he came to Yoshio Iwamatsu with a pale face.

"Your Excellency, Commander, Commander Gangcun just sent a telegram and issued a new phase of combat instructions."

As soon as these words came out, the communications soldier instantly became the focus of the basement. Everyone looked at him, hoping that some good news could come from the other person's mouth.

Under the heavy pressure, the little devil began to tremble, and then said in a trembling tone:

"It will take another week for the Mongolian Army and the Kwantung Army to arrive in Jin Province. The troops directly under the North China Front are blocked in the Niangziguan area by the Eighth Route Army and are temporarily unable to support them."

"General Okamura Neiji specifically told me to hold on firmly and there will be a solution!"

After speaking, the signal soldier quickly lowered his head and stood at attention, ready to be beaten.

But Yoshio Iwamatsu did not get angry, but calmly took the telegram and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

"Hahaha! Such a strong guard!"

"How can the First Army hold Taiyuan with just 10,000 soldiers under my command?"

The ups and downs in life always come too quickly. One second ago, we were in heaven, the situation was great across the board, and friendly troops were on the way.

But the next second it went straight to hell. Not only was the defense line broken by the Eighth Route Army, but even the reinforcements could not be put in place in time.

Amid internal and external troubles, no matter how good the commanders are, they are only as good as one of them.

As luck would have it, misfortune never comes alone. Just when Yoshio Iwamatsu was preparing to arrange a street battle, Masa Hanatani, the chief of staff of the First Army, kicked open the basement door.

It is worth mentioning that he was actually carrying a Jin-made Thomson and had many blood stains on his body.

Combined with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke on the opponent's clothes, it is not difficult to tell that this person has just been withdrawn from the frontline battlefield.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General! The Eighth Route Army has successfully broken through the east and south walls. Currently, 15,000 enemies have entered the city and have established a bridgehead on the outside."

"Although the warriors resisted desperately, there was a huge disparity in firepower between the enemy and ours, so we could only rely on fortifications to block them."

"The Xiaobeimen Industrial Zone has also been attacked, and the defenders are fighting enemies of unknown origin. However, I have arranged for two squadrons of troops to go for reinforcements and temporarily stabilize the situation."

A major general, chief of staff, actually carried a submachine gun and went to the front line to serve as a leading soldier.

This irresponsible behavior made Yoshio Iwamatsu very dissatisfied. But thinking that the other party was doing something serious, the old devil didn't say much.

It was expected that the city wall would fall. After all, he saw the first aerial bomb hit the city wall with his own eyes.

It's just that the speed at which the Eighth Route Army entered the city was so fast that it was a bit unbelievable.

The garrison forces on the east and south city walls are all at the brigade level, plus a large number of Imperial Association troops serving as cannon fodder, with a strength of almost 3,000 people.

What's more, there are also fortresses on the outside. With sufficient ammunition and supplies, it can be defended for a day or two anyway.

However, only three hours have passed since the enemy's general attack, and the opponent has actually established a bridgehead. Such an outrageous and unreasonable speed of advancement made everyone in the basement despair.

Although his partner did not reply, Hua Guzheng seemed to have noticed the other party's doubts, so he took the initiative to explain in a hurried tone:

"The troops attacking south of the city are the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army. In addition to infantry, the enemy also sent engineers and artillery to assist in the battle."

"Our masonry and civil engineering defenses cannot function as originally expected when faced with the close range direct aim of the M18 cannon."

"In just the first round of the attack, all firepower points and bunkers on the perimeter were destroyed almost simultaneously. We have now lost 30% of our position."

With the support of artillery, the speed of advancement must be unstoppable.

The only question now is, the moat outside Taiyuan City is so wide, how did the Eighth Route Army break through?

Could it be that several trucks were driven directly into the river to serve as the main bridge? Or maybe the enemy has a Gundam, or even a specialized underwater type?

After thinking for a moment, Iwamatsu Yoshio suddenly exploded and punched the table in front of him.

"Send me an order to prepare the troops for street fighting! We must fight until there are no houses left and no pure land left!"

"Each regiment entered the battlefield according to the pre-arrangement, relying on the previously constructed firepower points to block, and started fighting with the Eighth Route Army house-by-house and street-by-street!"

"We have no retreat. We are allowed to use civilians as shields when necessary! Leave all factories in the city alone. We can blow up as many as we can."

Everyone present was a mid-level and high-level officer, so they naturally understood that their commander was ready to die on the battlefield. After years of Bushido brainwashing, they regained their fighting spirit at the critical moment.

"Hi!"

"Long live His Majesty the Locust, and long live the country of Japan!"

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Taiyuan, detective team headquarters. ·

After sending the special agent team to the Taiyuan Arsenal, Captain Jia immediately led Lao Liu and Lao Jiu to withdraw from the battlefield with the intention of not causing trouble to Zheng Yingqi.

A battle of that intensity was far beyond their capabilities. If there is no special person to protect you, you will definitely die without a burial place.

After leaving the factory gate, the three of them avoided several war zones and successfully returned to the headquarters of the detective team by relying on the routes they had figured out all year round.

As soon as he climbed over the wall and entered the compound, Captain Jia was thrown to the ground.

"Oh, what a blind bastard! I've only been out for more than an hour, and you guys want to usurp the throne!"

After seeing that it was their captain who had returned, more than a dozen scoundrels came running over like a gust of wind. They grabbed the arms of the three of them and ran inside, fearing that someone would discover them.

In order to provide sufficient weapons for the special agent team, the entire detective team of 600 people only had dozens of pistols left.

Once the scandal broke out and the Japanese came knocking on the door, they would not even have the ability to resist at all.

After returning to the safety of the barracks, Captain Jia calmly sat down on the Taishi chair. Many boys rushed to bring tea and water, and everyone's face was full of curiosity.

"Captain, how did you perform this time?"

"Did you display the prestige of the detective team? Did Captain Zheng mention interceding for us?"

Jia Gui knew that his subordinates did not really care about him. But he had just killed a Japanese sergeant, and he felt very comfortable.

So he didn't care about those little things. Instead, he stood up and said vividly:

"This man worked hard this time and helped Captain Zheng and the soldiers solve a big trouble. He even killed a little Japs."

"The sergeant was three meters away at the time. I first gained his trust. Then I took the opportunity to cover my head and stick my butt out, and shot the Japanese to death."

"Don't tell me, even Captain Zheng didn't expect that I fired the first shot."

Although the verbs used by our captain are very strange, people can't help but imagine the scene of being beaten. But looking at the expressions of Lao Liu and Lao Ninth, the other party definitely did not exaggerate their record.

In this way, it is really possible that after the war, he can be considered guilty of meritorious service.

But at this moment, the sound of a Type 92 heavy machine gun came from the building fifty meters away from the detective team. The Japanese used their defensive positions on tall buildings to fire at the Eighth Route Army infantry with intensive firepower.

Looking along the shooting trajectory, Captain Jia spotted a company of soldiers. The other party is obviously not an easy person. Even if they are attacked, they can still fight back and forth with the Japanese army.

Street fighting can be called a meat grinder on the battlefield, and casualties are usually very high.

The complex terrain makes battles prone to various surprises. The long-term tug-of-war is a great test for the willpower of both parties involved in the war.

After learning that the 129th Division was going to attack Taiyuan, the First Army deployed a large number of defenses in the city.

This resulted in the Eighth Route Army having to conduct house-to-house inspections as they advanced, otherwise they might face bullets fired from behind.

What's more, due to the restrictions of many houses and streets, it was difficult for the soldiers to form a numerical advantage in local positions, and the fight was very difficult for a time.

Just when Captain Jia was fascinated, Lao Liu beside him suddenly exclaimed.

"Captain, look! That's the artillery of the Eighth Route Army!"

"They actually dismantled the cannon into parts and carried it into the city. It was really amazing."

"By the way, are those people looking for something? I have been observing them for half a minute, and they have been looking around."

Following Lao Liu's guidance, Jia Gui saw more than 20 Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Although he has never participated in a serious battle, he has only pulled out the tortoise box in his hand twice. But he knew the importance of commanding heights in a war. Who let the guerrillas often walk on the roof?

If the Eighth Route Army wants to quickly destroy the enemy's firepower points, the best way is to fire artillery from high places. After all, there are too many houses in Taiyuan city, which greatly affects the shooting field.

Looking at the soldiers lying in a pool of blood one by one, and then thinking of the Japs' arrogant faces, Jia Gui's ugly face gradually showed a glimmer of humanity.

"Lao Liu! Bring me a red sleeve!!"

"Damn it, I've been poked in the spine every day and been called a traitor for half my life. Today I have to be Chinese again!"

"If you have the guts! It belongs to a man! Just be prepared! I will lead the Eighth Route Army into our detective team and lead them to set up an artillery position on the third floor platform!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed incredible expressions.

In their opinion, their captain is really crazy. There are bullets and bullets outside right now, and if you are not careful, you will die under the gunpoint of the Japanese.

Being a traitor is just to earn a living. If you had the blood and courage, you would have joined the county brigade long ago.

As expected, no one from the detective squad responded to the call. Even Lao Liu and Lao Jiu just lowered their heads and said nothing, pretending not to hear.

In this situation, Jia Gui said nothing. He just silently put the red sleeve on his left arm, took the key to the door and rushed out of the barracks without saying a word.

After unlocking the door, he shouted to the artillerymen not far away: "Comrades! Come in quickly! I am from the Eighth Route Army Special Agent Regiment! My commander is Commander Zheng Yingqi!"

After hearing the call, Wang Chengzhu led his soldiers straight to the headquarters of the detective team without hesitation.

Although the other party looked very strange and used the word "sir", his behavior seemed suspicious. But that man had a red armband on his left arm, so he must be a comrade on our side.

The artillerymen's hiding place was not far from the detective team, only fifty meters away.

But the M18 cannon is too heavy. One cannon alone weighs 1,160 kilograms, not to mention the weight of the shells.

In order to support the artillery in time, the soldiers disassembled the entire cannon.

Among them, the gun body can be carried with a pole inserted through it, the gun wheel can be carried on the back, and the large frame can be carried in a barrel.

From entering the city to now, this artillery group has moved eight kilometers by manpower, and every soldier is exhausted.

If the Shanxi Southeast Logistics Department had not engaged in large-scale breeding so that troops at all levels could have pork and chicken to eat, the artillery crew might have collapsed from exhaustion.

In order to help Wang Chengzhu and others, Captain Jia rushed out from the gate of the detective team. He took an ammunition box with great self-awareness, and said enthusiastically while leading the way:

"Here, let me get it for you."

"I just saw you upstairs. I'll show you the way. You can go to the third floor through the courtyard in front."

"Thank you, master."

I don't know if it was because there were so many people, but the Japanese on the high building discovered Wang Chengzhu's artillery group. Two crooked rifles and bullets from several rifles struck, and two people fell to the ground in an instant.

Among them was Captain Jia. After all, he had no military training and it was his first time on the battlefield.

A 38-gauge Arisaka rifle bullet passed through his abdomen, and the blood quickly soaked the green traitor uniform.

This scene made everyone in the detective team's eyes wide open. There is a saying that Jia Gui treats his subordinates quite well, and they have already formed a special relationship after getting along with them for several years.

"team leader!"

After a shout, dozens of brothers, led by Lao Liu and Lao Jiu, rushed out of the barracks against enemy bullets.

Fortunately, the infantry on the frontal battlefield responded in time and used powerful firepower to temporarily suppress the Japanese. Otherwise, these rookies would have suffered heavy casualties.

The members of the detective team worked together to carry the parts of the M18 cannon to the third floor, and then surrounded Jia Gui.

"Damn it, wasn't I handsome just now!"

Lao Liu held the opponent's hands tightly and said sadly: "Handsome! Captain, you are the most handsome!"

"Don't fucking call me captain, I have a name! I'm from Anzhou, Hebei, China, and my name is Jia Gui!"

"Brothers, we can't go together in the future! Reform yourself! Become a new person! Remember to send my ashes home! I'm not a fucking traitor!"

The plot of Captain Jia was actually planned last year.