I really came here to fight against Japan

Chapter 190 The Terrifying Enemy in Inoue's Heart

The current base of the Inoue Division is less than 80 kilometers away from the 4th Division in Lan County.

There was a flat land between the two divisions, with only one river, which was frozen.

It is still January, and it is too cold to dig shelters.

If the 39th Division retreats, there is no way to stop them.

Even if we use human lives to fill it now, the effect will not be very good.

Song Wenwan herself disagreed if it really caused heavy casualties among the troops.

In his opinion, the lives of the Japanese are not as valuable as the lives of us Chinese.

If he had to risk his life to stop the Japs, he might as well pull out the rocket launcher.

Huh? Rocket launcher? I think this is possible!

At this time, Fang Ximen, who was listening to everyone expressing their opinions, raised his hand.

The head of the brigade had already seen this officer of the Imperial Army, but he did not know his identity.

Li Yunlong immediately introduced him: "This is the commander of the 15th Mixed Brigade, Fang Ximen, who blew up the Japanese ammunition depot and helped us wipe out the entire 15th Mixed Brigade."

Then Li Yunlong briefly recounted Fang Ximen's story.

The head of the brigade expressed recognition and welcome for Fang Ximen’s contribution.

"Captain Fang, welcome to join our Eighth Route Army team. You are quite familiar with the Japanese army. Do you have any opinions to share?"

Fang Ximen said: "Reporting to the commander of the Eighth Route Army, as far as I know, there is indeed only one tributary of the Fen River between them and Lancheng."

At this time everyone looked up at him, not knowing what he meant.

Fang Ximen went on to say, "That river is called Three Bends, which means that if the Inoue Division wants to retreat back to Lan County, it needs to cross the river three times."

Seeing that everyone still didn't understand what he meant, he continued speaking to everyone.

“I’ve seen that when you, the Eighth Route Army, fight, you like to use explosives and mines.

Then we can blast the ice off the river when we cross it at the well..."

While everyone was still stunned by these words, the head of the brigade burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, good for you, Li Yunlong. Where did you find this freak for me? You've done a great job."

After hearing this, Li Yunlong immediately became angry.

"Commander, how come I found him for you? This is the chief of staff I had already reserved.

Besides, you really can't miss him anymore, because Commander Song took him away yesterday.

Commander Song said that he would send her back to me after she stayed with him for a few months."

After listening to Li Yunlong's anxious explanation, the head of the brigade was no longer anxious.

Looking at the brigade chief, who looked calm and composed, Song Wenwan sighed inwardly.

Alas, Brother Yunlong, it seems that Fang Ximen will be snatched away by your brigade sooner or later!

At this time, a brigade staff officer asked: "This winter is too cold. Even if it explodes, I'm afraid the river will freeze over in a short time, right?"

"We don't have to worry even if it freezes again, because the surface of the river is flat.

If the river water explodes and then freezes, the Japanese will not be marching on ice, but on ice skates. "

Another lazy voice said, "Don't be afraid of freezing again. I see you Eighth Route Army soldiers have plenty of gasoline.

Then pour gasoline on the ice and light a fire..."

Everyone looked back and saw that the two people who were talking seemed to be Song Wenwan's guards.

In fact, these two should be Song Wenwan’s temporary guards.

The person who spoke first was Chen Feng, and the one who suggested burning gasoline was Zhang San.

With the war approaching, Song Wenwan was also afraid that these two people would cause him trouble.

I might as well let these two brothers be my personal bodyguards.

Li Yunlong whispered to the brigade commander and explained the origins of these two people.

The brigade chief was grinning so hard that he couldn't stop.

These are all rare talents, mine, mine, all mine.

Finally, the battle strategy decided by the front-line command was to squeeze the Inoue Division from three sides and leave as many Japanese as possible.

At around six o'clock in the morning, Division Commander Inoue was awakened by his chief of staff.

Before Inoue could even vent his anger at waking up, he was shocked by the information in his hand.

"What? The 15th Mixed Brigade of the Imperial Army and its Matsushita Battalion were completely wiped out?

The commander of the Imperial Army who stabbed me should have become a traitor to the Imperial Army.

The 16th Mixed Brigade of the Imperial Army, which was responsible for escorting the supplies, fell into the trap of the Eighth Route Army.

Not only were there only more than 2,000 people left in the entire brigade, but they were also disarmed by the Imperial Army and had lost their combat effectiveness.

The Japanese army brigade responsible for protecting the supplies was misunderstood by their own people... basically no one was left alive.

There was also a small team left behind to guard the supplies, and they were all killed in the explosion of the shells?"

In fact, the 16th Mixed Brigade did not need so many deaths.

They were all their brigade commanders. In order to show off their abilities, they sent their troops to surround the ammunition depot.

Therefore, many soldiers of the Imperial Army were killed by heavy artillery shells in the ammunition depot.

Division Commander Inoue's hands, holding the intelligence, began to tremble constantly.

This is not the end yet, Inoue continued to read the information.

“From around 4 a.m. today, the left and right divisions of the Eighth Route Army.

The Third and Seventh Divisions changed from harassment to night attacks on the Imperial Army.

They ended all the fighting at around five in the morning today.

We have completely lost contact with the Third and Seventh Divisions of the Imperial Army?"

"Bagaya road!"

The frightened and angry Division Commander Inoue Yu drew out the command sword bestowed by the Emperor.

He started chopping madly, chopping everything that could be chopped in the headquarters.

Just as he started to aim at his chief of staff, his chief of staff held the knife down.

"Captain, calm down. This is a sword bestowed by the emperor. It must not be damaged."

The chief of staff's words finally calmed Inoue Yu down.

He felt very guilty and took a look at his sword, fearing that if his imperial sword was damaged, he would have trouble explaining it.

After calming down, Division Commander Inoue suddenly realized that his situation was getting very bad.

Now, the 39th Division of the Kwantung Army has lost the barrier of the Imperial Army.

Although his artillery shells and fuel reserves were all gone.

But Inoue Yu was very careful, with plenty of bullets and a large number of light and heavy machine guns.

Even if 100,000 national army troops came, they would not be able to stop his advance.

Yes, he had already started to consider the issue of transferring his own division.

To him, this winter morning in Shanxi was so quiet, even scary.

It was an early morning without any stars. In the endless darkness, it seemed that there were ferocious beasts hidden everywhere that he could not see.

Just waiting for him to make an unforgivable mistake, and then tearing off his flesh and blood bite by bite.

Division Commander Inoue shuddered and even felt ashamed.

Because he was already afraid, the pain in his injured ear made him feel terrified.

This was truly a terrifying group of enemies, and he hadn't even had a formal confrontation with them.

These Chinese troops almost annihilated the Imperial Army of more than 40,000 people right under their noses.

The Eighth Route Army also used a strategy to indirectly kill about 3,000 imperial army warriors.