Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

On a certain section of the main road in Hebei Province, dozens of traitors maintained a scattered formation and walked toward the stone gate with swagger.

These two devils walked and chatted, not caring whether there were hidden enemies around them. After all, in the perception of idiots, the closer you are to a big city, the safer you are.

"Walk faster! What's the ink stain on?"

"If it delays Taijun's important event, your kid will definitely have to walk around without food!"

"I heard that 80% of the Imperial Alliance troops near Shimen will be dispatched this time. The last time such a large-scale battle was during the winter sweeps a year ago, I don't know where the guerrillas were that provoked the locust army."

Hearing the words of his company commander, a seemingly clever traitor shivered involuntarily.

For people like them who sell their ancestors for glory, they are considered experts in bullying the common people on weekdays, but fighting the Eighth Route Army with real swords and guns is absolutely useless.

"Company Commander, are you going to let us attack Shanxi?"

"I have some fellow villagers in Jingxing. I heard from them that the Eighth Route Army there is more powerful than the national army. If there really is a fight, I'm afraid they will be used as cannon fodder."

"If it doesn't work out, let's find a way to escape. We only have a few dollars a month, so we don't want to risk our lives."

As soon as these words came out, the entire team fell into a dead silence.

Anyone who can be considered a traitor basically has no backbone. Anyone who still has some blood in his heart would have gone to the nearby guerrillas to fight the Japanese to the death.

Unless the sun rises from the west, they can't be expected to work hard.

"Just take it one step at a time. Only when you go to Shimen will you know what the mission is."

"good!"

As the traitors gradually left, there was a sudden movement in the woods beside the main road that was extremely difficult to detect. If you were an ordinary person, you would never have discovered that there were two people hiding there unless you got closer.

"Captain, this should be the fourth batch today."

"I don't know what the Japanese and traitors are going to do. Could it be that they are going to the Shimen to pay homage to someone's birthday?"

After ignoring the complaints from the team members, the captain of the district team took out a piece of tissue paper from his pocket, and then drew a line on it with a pen.

The day after the imperial meeting, the Japanese troops entrenched in Hebei, Chahar and Suiyuan began to intensively mobilize supplies needed for the war.

The leaders of various puppet armies also held frequent meetings in the county to mobilize for the upcoming war.

The above-mentioned behavior immediately aroused the vigilance of the intelligence agencies, local armed forces and militia, and everyone used nearby communication networks to report what they saw and heard to their superiors.

The secrecy methods that the Japanese thought were pretty good were simply ridiculous in the eyes of their comrades. Every move of the entire North China Front could not escape the eyes of the troops.

"Okay, why do you care about those devils?"

"Hurry up and take this piece of paper to Division 1 and report this morning's data. Pay attention to safety on the way and don't be discovered by the enemy."

"receive!"

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October 31, 1941, Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region Headquarters.

"Division Commander, this is the news from the troops at all levels. Based on the existing intelligence, we have reason to suspect that the Japanese will launch a large-scale military operation within a week."

"Tsk, these enemies are really crazy. They actually have the courage to attack us. I really don't know who gave them the courage to fight without hesitation."

"Is there any news from the headquarters? Is there any order asking us how to respond?"

103. Always keep a smile on your face when reporting work.

In his opinion, whether it is the troops stationed in Mongolia or the troops directly under the North China Front, taking the initiative to launch an attack at this time is no different from seeking death.

If the enemy is huddled within the occupied area and is willing to abandon some cities of little strategic significance, it is possible to cause some trouble to the Eighth Route Army with reduced troop strength.

After all, today's troops lack heavy artillery, and it is very troublesome to attack the city.

But now it's better, Okamura Neiji actually took the initiative to give up his only advantage and pulled all the troops from Hebei, Suiyuan and Chahar to fight in the field.

Thinking of this, 103 continued before his teacher replied:

"It seems that the Japs are living in the memories of the past and can't get out of it. If this had happened four years ago, I might have praised them for their courage."

"After all, the main force attacking Shanxi at that time was the Fifth Division. The Class A Division in 1937 was not low in gold. Even if we have the old foundation of walking through grass and climbing over snow-capped mountains, we can only win with all our strength in mountain warfare. ”

"What kind of thing is the North China Front Army now? A bunch of B divisions and a few independent mixed brigades dare to go to Shanxi? What is the difference between this kind of behavior and lighting lanterns in the toilet?"

Seeing the excited expression of the chief of staff, the tiger in the forest frowned slightly, looking serious and calm.

The two have been together in the north for many years, and he naturally knows that the other party is eager to prove his commanding ability on the battlefield, and his own situation is somewhat similar.

Due to going to the north to recuperate, the fifth-level generals have missed many major events and failed to participate in the Hundred Regiments Battle, the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain and the Second Battle of Taiyuan.

Obviously, in the rapidly changing era, the great victory four years ago could no longer satisfy his appetite.

Although no one would question his identity as the leader of a division, the proud tiger in the forest needs a big victory to declare his return to the enemy.

"Be serious, have you forgotten what it means to be arrogant and fall? Have you forgotten how to fight after eating Western bread for a few years?"

"The devils may be impulsive, but they never fight unprepared battles. Don't jump to conclusions before you have a thorough understanding of the other side's cards."

"This is a telegram from the headquarters, take a look for yourself."

After being scolded by his own division commander, 103 put away his underestimation of the enemy. He silently opened the telegram sent by the headquarters and began to read it carefully.

According to the analysis of the deputy chief of staff, the target of the attack by the Mongolian army is most likely Datong.

If you want to fight the current Eighth Route Army, field anti-aircraft guns and large-caliber heavy artillery are indispensable. If you can't take the starting point of the Beitongpu Railway, the enemy will not be able to bring heavy weapons into Shanxi.

Just like four years ago, the best strategic route for the devils is to fight from north to south along the Tongpu Railway, attacking Yuanping, Gangxian, Nanhuaihua and Xinkou in turn.

"It seems that our first battle after returning home is to defend Datong."

"Fortunately, the deputy commander did not let us fight to the death with the Mongolian troops in the trenches. We only need to use fortifications to dampen the enemy's spirit."

"Now there are artillery, tanks and even aircraft in the army. The best choice is to give full play to mobility. Only by using deep blocking can we reduce casualties as much as possible."

In the current situation, the devils have not only lost air superiority, but also their artillery firepower is at a disadvantage.

In this case, the enemy will definitely adopt the tactics of frontal containment and flanking.

To shorten the distance with the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region as much as possible, and constantly organize small-scale attacks, assaults, even close combat and night raids, can our light weapons play their power.

Only by making the positions intertwined with the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region can the long-range firepower and close-in support aircraft of the Eighth Route Army be afraid.

At this moment, if you squat in the trenches and passively defend, it is a foolish act to give up your advantage. Using depth to lure the enemy deep is the best choice.

Hearing the views of his chief of staff, Lin Zhongmenghu nodded with great satisfaction. The two of them had exactly the same ideas.

"I personally think that our Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region can set the final decisive battle site at Xinkou and fight the devils again in the Xinkou Campaign."

"When the time comes, we will lure the enemy deep into the territory and retreat for a decisive battle, where we will fully utilize our air superiority and firepower advantages to annihilate all the invading Mongolian troops in the basin."

"Let's do this for now. Ask the communications office to send a telegram to the headquarters and evacuate the people along the way."

"Yes!"

Xinkou is located in the northwest of the Xinding Basin. Both railways and roads meet here. It is the only traffic route from northern Shanxi to Taiyuan.

If the devils in Suiyuan and Hebei want to attack Taiyuan from both sides, they must carry heavy weapons. As long as they carry heavy weapons, they must find a way to pass through Xinkou.

To its east is Wutai Mountain, to its west is Yunzhong Mountain, and the Hutuo River and Yunzhong River have bombed through it.

Once the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region completes the process of luring the enemy deep into the territory, the following scene will be very exciting. The Eighth Route Army will use artillery shells and aerial bombs to teach the Mongolian troops a lesson, so that they know how to fight a modern war.

There is no central army in the province now, and the Jin-Sui Army is also honestly shrinking in Zhongtiao Mountain.

Troops at all levels are comrades who trust each other unconditionally, and their coordination far exceeds any war zone in the Republic of China, and they can play a variety of complex tactics.

As if thinking of something important, the tiger in the forest said to the deputy division commander beside him:

"Old Nie, I remember that you have a good relationship with Principal Chang of the First Air Division. Can you help me contact our air force comrades."

"If possible, I hope they can arrange several troops to bomb the entire Ping-Sui Railway. Whether it is the cavalry group in Baotou or the 26th Division in Zhangjiakou, they have to march through the railway to attack Datong."

"Bombing a few more times can reduce the casualties of the comrades on the front position. What's more, the devils on the train are easier to bomb than those running on the ground."

After hearing his partner's words, the deputy division commander nodded without thinking.

At the last meeting, the deputy commander-in-chief specifically emphasized that their Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region could give priority to mobilizing the First Air Division for combat, and bombing along the railway would naturally be no problem.

"Okay, I'll send a telegram to the First Air Division now."

"Our Air Force has also built a field airport in Datong. If everything goes well, the soldiers should be able to take off within half an hour."

"Or I can contact the First Marine Regiment and ask them to make some noise behind enemy lines, try to contain a group of enemies as much as possible, and also reduce the pressure on our military region on the front battlefield. Paratroopers sabotage behind enemy lines, that's their job!"

"Okay! Then I'll trouble you!"

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Three hours later, the eastern section of the Pingsui Railway. "Captain, is the Eighth Route Army really as powerful as the legend says?"

"I heard that the 13th Cavalry Regiment and the 72nd Tank Regiment were wiped out by the enemy's parachute troops in the Houtao area. At that time, Lieutenant General Nishihara almost fainted in the headquarters."

"Do you think our attack this time will be as smooth as it was four years ago?"

Hearing his captain's question, Mitsui Kunio did not answer immediately.

The annihilation of the two regiments was a secret in the cavalry group, and he, a small colonel, was not qualified to know the ins and outs of the matter.

What's more, hearing is false, seeing is true, why should we increase the enemy's prestige before arriving at the battlefield.

After thinking for a moment, the old devil decided to boost his morale. He first opened the right side door of the train and looked at the scenery of the grassland, then pointed to the sky and said:

"Look, in order for our unit to reach the battlefield smoothly, Lieutenant General Nishihara sent out a squadron to escort us. This is the first time I have enjoyed this kind of treatment in ten years of joining the army."

"There are a total of twenty-three Type 97 medium tanks parked in the rear cargo compartment. They are one of the assets of our cavalry group."

"Although I have never fought against the so-called Eighth Route Army, I believe that there is no military-level unit in the Republic of China that can withstand the frontal charge of our unit."

"Hi! Thanks for the tip! I'm ashamed of my fear just now!"

Just as the two were looking forward to a bright future, a burst of exclamations suddenly sounded from the nearby carriage.

At the same time, the anti-aircraft guns arranged in the front carriage began to work. The firing sound of the Type 96 high-angle gun seemed to alert the Japanese to the presence of an enemy.

Mitsui Kunio suddenly felt bad about this situation. He immediately put his head out of the car and looked at the sky with a telescope.

The next scene will definitely be remembered by the kid for a lifetime. And he finally understood why the train needed to be escorted by fighter jets and equipped with anti-aircraft guns.

I saw three different fighter planes swooping out of the clouds more than a thousand meters in front of the train.

There were thirty-six aircraft that had never been seen before, and the one at the front of the formation actually had more than thirty stars. They came fiercely and had a clear division of labor. They split into two teams the moment they emerged from the clouds.

One of the groups attacked the escorting Type 97 fighter jets and killed five of them in just one encounter.

Although the other team only had twelve aircraft, the amount of ammunition they carried under their wings sent shivers down the spine of Kunio Mitsui, who had never seen the world.

"What kind of monster is that? Why is that aerial bomb so big!"

Just when the Japanese colonel was still sighing, the transport train they were riding in suddenly began to brake, and the huge friction noise immediately brought Mitsui Kunio back to reality.

"Pack up the equipment! Each unit immediately packs up the equipment and supplies and gets off the bus!"

"Break it into pieces! Disperse as a squadron! Head to the grassland to the south and assemble again!"

"Artillery squadron! Chariot brigade! You must ensure the smooth evacuation of all weapons! If a tank or artillery is damaged! You will all commit hara-kiri!"