The staff of the General Military Department envisioned a cross-border raid to destroy this large resistance camp.
If left unchecked, it will be a thorn in the flesh. God knows where these stubborn guys will infiltrate across the border and guerrilla in the rolling mountains in the middle of Honshu Island.
Therefore, in order to temporarily eliminate this threat, it must be solved. Air strikes alone cannot achieve complete annihilation. We must rely on ground forces.
Sweep the hole and destroy the nest!
Cai Zhichen asked for help on the spot. The reason was that the Yiluan Division, as a special operations unit, was originally established to deal with such situations, and such a good opportunity for adaptation should never be missed.
Everyone agrees with this and no one objects to it.
As for the ground troops responsible for the response task... they inevitably fell on the head of the Marine Regiment.
Nie Quan said half-jokingly: "For the past few months, the other divisions have been busy and running around, but your group of 4,000 people is the only one who stays in the city and enjoys it leisurely. Now it's your turn to go up. No, the other divisions are too busy!"
After he finished speaking, the officers of each division present immediately started to boo.
Ouch! Obviously you didn't assign the task.
Zhou Changfeng, who was slightly embarrassed, muttered in his heart, then cupped his hands and said, "Take the order."
But the current concept is still very rough, and it has not yet received permission from the court - after all, it is a cross-border operation, and political considerations are indispensable, and this is something that the generals cannot make the decision.
While sending back the report and waiting for a reply, eight or nine staff officers from the General Military Office worked together from lunch to sunset, and finally made an exquisite sand table based on aerial photos and topographic maps.
Enemy camps, dense forests, mountains, ridges, valleys, streams and other things and terrains are all available. The three-dimensional sand table is undoubtedly more intuitive and concrete than the two-dimensional map.
The next day, as everyone had speculated, the cabinet approved the Second Army's idea of sweeping holes and destroying nests.
Considering that the United States has dared to allow armed forces like the Resistance to cross the border and take root before, the Ming army can "overstep" a little, as long as they don't break the surface.
From then until the first day of mid-May, everyone in the Second Army was carefully preparing for this.
Know yourself and know your enemy and you will never be in danger. You must make rigorous preparations before launching an action. The risk of hasty action is huge, and no one wants to see the heavy price.
How many enemy troops are there exactly? How is the weaponry? How are troops and weapons deployed? Where is the best place to launch a surprise attack? How to retreat and respond after success? How can we escape unscathed if we are exposed halfway?
Attack and retreat, good and bad, all need to be considered.
During this process, agents stationed in Japan from the Metropolitan Government Intelligence Office provided very important intelligence support...
Nagoya, Higashiura Town.
The warm spring breeze carries the water vapor from the Pacific Ocean and blows from the south, and you can smell the faint salty smell in your breath.
Hojo Hōya, a very rare tall man among Japanese, comes from a wealthy family. When he was young, he was the dream lover of countless girls. However, in middle age, he unknowingly gained weight and is now a well-known businessman. .
Not only is he well-connected, but he also gives valuable tribute to the U.S. military commanders stationed in Nagoya every time. This makes him dare to work in all three ways, black and white, and his business scope is extremely wide.
Because the business to be discussed today was not on the table, the meeting place was chosen at a relatively high-end restaurant called "Yantai".
Hojo Hiroshi, who was wearing a haori, was accompanied by several Yojimbo (Japanese bodyguards) in suits and leather shoes to the restaurant. In a separate compartment, two people had been waiting for a long time.
In order to purchase urgently needed supplies, the resistance forces in the Guanyin Mountain camp sent several teams to Osaka, Kyoto, and Nagoya to discuss procurement matters.
Hojo Hiroshi doesn't care about the situation and future of his homeland, whether it's the Americans or the resistance, as long as it's a profitable business. He feels that if Akito drives away the Americans in the future, there will be no point in doing business with Akito again. psychological burden.
Aspirin for antipyretic and analgesic, Bilundol for antibacterial use, ether for anesthesia, mercury bromide for disinfection... There are all kinds of medicines needed by the Resistance Army, but the price will not be even one cent lower. .
In terms of weapons and ammunition, 200 Winchester M7894 lever rifles, 400 M7903 bolt-action rifles manufactured by the American Springfield Arsenal, 30 Browning BAR automatic rifles, 1,000 M7917 landmines, 3,000 MkII hand grenades, 150,000 rounds of 7.62mm automatic ammunition, etc.
In addition to the civilian weapons hoarded in commercial shops, a considerable number of these ordnances are resold by US military officers and soldiers - a few rifles this month, boxes of grenades that Monday, the amount accumulated over the years can fill an entire warehouse.
Even though Hiroshi Hojo offered a high price and kept the price very high, the business went unexpectedly smoothly?
The impatient representatives of the Resistance Army seemed worried that the fat-bellied and treacherous businessman might regret it temporarily, so he quickly agreed despite being unwilling to do so.
Another huge sum of money!
Hojo Hiroya, who was in a good mood, had a good appetite and ate most of the dishes. However, the two bitter representatives barely moved their chopsticks.
With the business settled, it's time to go home.
The black Ford sedan carrying him was walking through the streets. Vendors, beggars, and pedestrians with dull eyes could be seen everywhere on the roadside.
In this spring-filled season, the streets and alleys of Nagoya don't feel much life.
Coincidentally, today is also his youngest daughter's birthday. When he arrived at the mansion, Hojo Hiroshi, who was thinking about his wife and children, opened the door before the car stopped. This made the driver, who was used to getting out of the car after parking, a little bit to help open the door. Accident.
However, there is something strange and strange about the supposedly peaceful mansion? The sloppy Yojimiki didn't notice it, and the impatient Hojo Hiroya certainly didn't notice it either.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw several servants lying on the ground and jimbats, each of them tied up with five flowers.
When he raised his eyes slightly, he saw two men in dark clothes walking out leisurely.
Before Hojo Hiroshi could react, several pushes and grunts came from behind him. He turned around and saw that the driver and Yojimbo who had just got out of the car had been knocked down by several men.
Are these Akito robbers? !
Shocked and angry, he forced himself to calm down and asked in a deep voice in Chinese: "Who are you? Why did you break into my mansion!"
The leading man stopped and said calmly: "It doesn't matter who we are, the purpose of this 'visit' is very simple, just to ask you for some news."
"News? What news? Where are my wife and children?! Where did you take them?!"
"Don't make any noise, they're safe."
"What exactly do you want? I can give you money...yes, give me money."
"No money." The man waved his hand and said calmly: "We only want the transaction between you and the resistance army, where you went, how you went, where you passed, what you saw, and so on."
Hearing this, Hojo Haoya's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "You are..."
He did not continue. After a long silence, he added: "I am just a businessman. I have no idea what I saw and heard along the way."
"Then tell your men to come down and be honest. Don't try to play tricks."
"I want to see my wife and kids."
The man shook his head slightly, "Of course it's impossible now. We'll have to wait until the explanation is clear."
The other party's attitude made Hojo Hiroshi a little angry. He gritted his teeth and asked: "This is Nagoya, and there is an American barracks a few streets away. How dare you be so arrogant? My son has been naturalized a long time ago, you..."
The man who had always looked normal was actually amused by these words.
He took a few more steps forward and came within easy reach. He sneered, "Are you confused about business? Do you think that 20,000 to 30,000 American soldiers can protect this place? As for your son, a Japanese It’s just a descendant, don’t think too noble.”
"You..." Hojo Hiroshi took two steps back and pointed at the man in front of him, but he hesitated and couldn't speak complete words.
After comprehensive consideration, in order to fully obtain information about the Guanyin Mountain camp, the agents stationed in Japan from the Metropolitan Government Intelligence Office sought breakthroughs in several aspects, one of which was to obtain information from the businessmen with whom they traded.
As a result, the profit-seeking Hojo Hiroshi was naturally targeted.
Knowing that although this guy was shameless, he cared about his family, the agents kidnapped his wife, son and two daughters, forcing him to submit.
In addition to the support of intelligence units, the Air Force also dispatched reconnaissance aircraft to conduct aerial reconnaissance of targets many times. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, no air strikes were carried out.
Information from prisoners interrogated, intelligence collected, photos taken by aerial reconnaissance, and all kinds of information from all sides were summarized at the Second Army General Office.
The situation of the Resistance Army base in Guanyin Mountain was also roughly understood, and the specific combat plan was gradually improved.
The plan numbered "E-Zi No. 171" was quickly printed into a book. Two copies were kept in the General Military Office, and the rest were distributed to the Yiluan Division and the First Marine Regiment.
May 13th, afternoon.
Because this operation did not require all the troops to be dispatched, Zhou Changfeng formed a battle group with a total of 1,200 people from the third battalion of the first marine regiment, the reconnaissance team, the engineering team, and the first mortar battalion, or in other words, the equivalent of a reinforced battalion. level detachment.
Accompanied by a destroyer and a minesweeper, this detachment, a landing ship and two cargo ships on which Yiluanji was riding slowly sailed out of Tokyo Bay.
One evening and half the night, the small fleet arrived in Shizuoka.
"When you go deep into enemy territory for the first time, you must pay attention to the surrounding situation and evacuate immediately if something goes wrong. Then, remember to use more smoke instructions when you use them. If the forest is too dense, it will affect aerial observation."
On the port side of the landing ship, Zhou Changfeng threw the burned cigarette butts into the sea. Cai Zhichen in front of him clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, we will return victorious."
After landing, the detachment of the 1st Marine Regiment rested on the spot and waited until dawn before heading west to the predetermined response area.
The officers and soldiers of Yiluan Division took the destroyer Yangjiang and continued sailing westward.
After the destination was less than thirty miles away, the destroyer slowed down and lowered the boats from both sides. The officers and soldiers headed straight for Lake Hamana along the coastline in the dark night.
There are bright stars in the sky, the vast sea is to the left, and the land is to the right. I am in the bumpy boat, feeling the cool and moist sea breeze, and the waves splashing on my sleeves from time to time...
Such an environment deeply touched the officers and soldiers, and it was destined to be a rare memory.
Binming Lake, a tourist attraction in later generations, has now become a target for officers and soldiers of Yiluan Division to infiltrate across the border.
Thirteen small boats were hidden in the low cliffs and piles of rocks near the coastline, with one hundred and ninety-six officers and soldiers, no more and no less.
In front of them were rolling mountains, and they needed to cross a distance of about sixty-five miles in two days.
It doesn't look like much, but this is just a straight line distance, and the actual distance traveled in hilly areas is equivalent to about a hundred miles. Time is not urgent, but it is not sufficient either.
The entire team is divided into several parts, the vanguard at the front, the left and right sentries on the left and right wings, the main body in the middle, and the rear guard at the rear.
The convenient officers and soldiers of the Yiluan Division wore floppy felt hats on their heads and leather boots, carrying nearly sixty kilograms of stuff on their backs as they walked swiftly in the night. No one spoke, only the sound of footsteps and breathing, conveying orders and Instructions were given only with onomatopoeia and whistles.
They traveled all the way north, taking turns to rest, guard, and eat. Although they felt regretful, the two hunters who unfortunately encountered them on the way were mercilessly executed.
On the 16th, Mao hour.
The night has not yet faded, and the mountains in a foreign country are filled with light mist. The spring breeze blowing into the mountains seems to have cooled down a few degrees, giving people a different kind of desolate feeling.
On the mountain path, more than a dozen resistance soldiers in different clothes were driving a dozen mules and horses loaded with baggage.
"Look, this must be the team for adoption."
"You can't go wrong, we came to the right place."
A few dozen meters away, five or six soldiers lurking in the dense forests and shrubs were watching all this.
A slight "click" sound came from my ears, which was the sound of the safety being turned on.
The sergeant leading the team was carefully tasting the two orange segments in the orange can. When he heard the sound, he tilted his head and said seriously: "Don't be impatient for a moment, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted!"
A moment later, at a slightly higher ground, the main force of Yiluan Division was resting here. The officers and soldiers were eating and drinking.
The patrol unit discovered the activities of the Resistance Army's baggage team again? The time has almost come.
Cai Zhichen breathed a sigh of relief and screwed on the kettle lid.
He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, calculated in his mind for a few seconds, and then ordered: "Power generation, the attack on the staff will be launched slightly later than originally planned. The situation is ever-changing and the details are uncertain."
If you want to communicate effectively in mountainous areas with poor conditions, whip antennas will naturally not work.
The communications corps used a towering tree to set up a temporary directional antenna, and the radio signal from the small ten-watt radio was received by other friendly units.
At the airport in Shizuoka, the propellers of three Type 37 dive bombers were turned, the radial engines made a "chuck, cheep, cheep" sound, and the pilots pulled hard to close the cabin covers.
Sometime later, a large modified Type 32 seaplane was also starting its engines one by one. The gun barrels and gun barrels protruding from the square opening in the middle of the body were particularly terrifying.
(End of chapter)
