Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

May 21, 1942, the headquarters of the Japanese Twelfth Army in Quancheng.

Late at night, when everything should be completely silent, the Japanese command center located in the northwest of the city is still noisy.

Many intelligence staff officers with complex expressions frequently came and went between the brightly lit combat conference room and the communications room. To outsiders, this place looks like a high-speed machine.

but!

The busy atmosphere is just an illusion. In fact, the work efficiency of various important departments is extremely different. In a sense, "Grass Team" is a more appropriate adjective.

Finally, the people in charge couldn't stand it anymore.

Looking at the military sand table, his own front line was constantly being encroached upon by the Eighth Route Army, as well as the low morale of his subordinates in the room. The army commander Doqiao Yi, who had been upset for a long time, could no longer suppress his emotions.

The old devil slapped the table in front of him hard, then stood up from the Taishi chair and roared angrily:

"Baga! How dignified are you!"

"A military-level headquarters has been turned into a mourning hall by you. Is this the character of the Japanese Army?"

"Victory and defeat are common matters in the military. Everyone, please calm down and do your job! Don't lose your mind just because of a defeat in a battle."

After the resentment in his heart gradually dissipated, Doqiao silently came to the center of the combat conference room.

Through the military sandbox, it is not difficult to see that there are currently four units belonging to the Eighth Route Army, which have joined forces to surround the Independent Mixed Eighth Brigade and the Manchu and Mongolian Youth League from the east, south, west, and north.

To put it in layman's terms, our military forces in northern Henan have become a ball of dumpling stuffing for anyone to manipulate.

When to take a bite depends entirely on the person's mood.

Defeat and the loss of the gateway to Henan Province were a foregone conclusion.

After a moment, the old devil took a deep breath and seemed to have made a difficult decision in his heart.

"Pass me an order to have the 8th independent mixed brigade use the Manchu and Mongolian Youth League as bait to withdraw to Kaifeng at all costs and join the main force of the 35th Division."

"Then, let them integrate resources as quickly as possible to withdraw from Henan Province, and strategically transfer to Shandong Province along the Longhai Railway and Jinpu Railway."

"Now we must not project our limited forces on a battlefield where we are bound to lose. We can only make a comeback in a few months by preserving our strength."

"The broken Yu Province, let the people of the Republic of China go their own way."

As soon as these words came out, the Japanese staff officers in the combat conference room all showed surprised expressions.

Especially Major General Etsujiro Kono, Chief of Staff of the Army, who even spoke directly in an attempt to dispel his parents' impulsive thoughts at the first opportunity.

Not to mention the shocking language of the order to suddenly abandon the occupied areas in Henan Province. The overstepping of command alone was a taboo.

With the idea of ​​giving advice one by one, he said without hesitation:

"The Chinese have an old saying that they don't know the power of the three armies, but they share the responsibilities of the three armies."

"Mr. Dohashi, my country's army adopts linear management. As long as the organization is complete and the chain of command is smooth, there should never be any skipping of command in combat troops."

"Presumably, you don't want to be poked in the spine and end up with the same fate as the bald man with preserved fruit, and be used as a joke by everyone."

The hometown-like advice from his chief of staff really made Doqiao once feel a little shaken in his heart. Just like the bald man with preserved fruit, this is too dirty a curse.

However, the old devil completed his own strategy in an instant.

What the Twelfth Army is encountering now is an emergency, and only special handling can attract the attention of subordinates. After all, grassroots soldiers have always had a tradition of overcoming superiors and had to guard against them.

After making up his mind, Tuqiao's eyes became firm again. He defied all opinions and declared again in an extremely domineering tone:

"Don't say anything more. I have made my decision. All you have to do is carry out my orders. You don't need to bear the consequences."

As if he had guessed that someone would be reluctant to part with the huge occupation area, the old devil first tried his best to make his voice sound calmer, then spread his hands and began to explain patiently:

"I don't want to give up on Yu Province either. If the Twelfth Army has the financial resources of the Eleventh Army, then I will definitely fight to the end with the Eighth Route Army, but we don't have it!"

"How can it possibly be defended by relying solely on the strength of a division, an independent mixed brigade and some miscellaneous troops? Give me a few hundred 1941 Mercedes-Benz, and I might consider it."

"What's more, the above order is also the intention of the General Staff Headquarters and Commander Okamura."

"In a few months, our North China Front Army will join forces with the Eleventh Army, the Kwantung Army and the Navy's Red Deer to launch a special operation against the Eighth Route Army. At that time, it will be time for revenge."

Shock, big shock.

It is understandable to unite the Kwantung Army and the Eleventh Army. After all, we are all on our own, and supporting each other is a reasonable operation. But what the hell is the navy, that the Red Deer would actually be kind enough to help?

Compare goods and throw away goods, and people will die compared to others.

Although all the Japs present expressed their heartfelt resistance, they had to admit that the opponent's recent record was really unbelievable.

With the successful completion of the first phase of the southern operation, the Navy directly made a lot of money. All the Palembang Oilfields that I had dreamed of before were obtained, and it was really a moment of great glory.

In this situation, how could they allocate their energy to help the army?

Soon, Chief of Staff Kono Etsujiro stood up again and raised his own questions.

"Commander, I don't understand why the General Staff in the rear area should cooperate with the Navy's General Staff. With the addition of the Kwantung Army and the 11th Army, our combat power on paper is completely sufficient."

"That's more than a dozen divisions. Who in the whole nation dares to confront us head-on?"

"Letting the Navy get involved is absolutely a superfluous decision, making our army seem to be inferior to their navy."

Hearing this, everyone in the combat meeting room nodded in unison. In their minds, unless it is a necessary special situation, cooperating with the navy is really no different from eating shit.

Unlike ordinary staff officers and major general chiefs of staff, Tsuchihashi, as a military commander, obviously knows a lot of inside information.

The old devil first silently selected some information that could be made public, and then continued to explain to his subordinates:

"On the contrary, the navy's participation in the war is actually a sign of being inferior to us. Because the other party needs the army in the next plan, they took the initiative to offer their kindness and applied to participate in the counterattack."

"Besides, the Eighth Route Army carried out strategic bombing on the brother country some time ago. Failure to protect the homeland frightened His Majesty Tian Locust, and the deer are sinners."

"Only by making meritorious contributions and destroying the enemy's air bases in coastal areas can they get His Majesty Tian Locust's forgiveness."

The so-called navy needs the army, so naturally it is about the next stage of the Southward Plan The goal: occupy the largest counterattack base of the ugly country in the Pacific, the Australian continent.

Unlike the original world line, the IJN at this time has been killing madly at sea.

From Pearl Harbor to the Coral Sea Battle some time ago, the Combined Fleet has killed six aircraft carriers including the coal carriers Langley, Lexington, Saratoga, Raider, Indomitable, and Athletics.

The number of battleships, cruisers, destroyers and other types of surface ships destroyed is countless.

It is these successive victories that have made the Japanese Navy's ambitions more and more inflated. They are no longer satisfied with forcing the United States, but have shown an amazing appetite for both to the major belligerent countries.

Midway Island must be fought, Australia is also wanted, the Aleutian Islands in Alaska are good, and San Francisco on the west coast is also wanted.

If it were not for the limited manpower, they would also like to start from the Indian Ocean and directly meet with their allies Germany, Italy and Italy in Africa or even the Mediterranean.

In response to the above ambitions, the Combined Fleet and the Naval General Staff reached a partial consensus and jointly formulated the MI operation to attack Midway Island, the FS operation to occupy Australia, and the AL operation to surprise the Aleutian Islands in Alaska.

As long as all three major battles are successfully completed, Japan can stage the plot of the Yamato battleship crossing the Golden Gate Bridge.

Of course, the plan just mentioned is just wishful thinking of the Japanese Navy.

This double-distance Barbarossa at sea is even more arrogant than a certain 7+ coloring game and Azur Lane.

The army just took a look and flatly refused on the grounds that there were no troops to send.

In order to convince his old rival and to completely take down the ugly country that had exhausted its old strength and had not yet been reborn, the Navy Malu decisively proposed a combat plan to divide troops to help the army counterattack North China after the Battle of Midway.

Kill the Eighth Route Army, and you will be able to free up some troops. I guess by then, you will have no reason to refuse to send troops to the Australian continent.

After listening to the inside story told by their commander, the Japanese staff officers present looked at each other in surprise.

The reaction in the combat meeting room at this moment was completely within Tsuchihashi's expectations. He clapped his hands to signal everyone to focus, and then said in a relaxed tone:

"Now you understand why I ordered to abandon Henan Province, it's just a wasteland with famine. If it weren't for its extraordinary strategic significance, I wouldn't even want to counterattack in the future."

"Next, our 12th Army will conserve its strength and prepare for the real reinforcement landing. It probably won't take too long, maybe the war will start in a month."

"After all, the ugly country only has four aircraft carriers left, while the navy has ten. With such a huge disparity in strength, even if a pig comes to command, it will not lose. The advantage is mine!" (End of this chapter)