"Baga! Baga! Show the courage of your imperial soldiers! Attack!"
He watched helplessly as the fourth wave of attacks he commanded completely failed.
Kishida's voice became hysterical as he waved the katana in his hand.
Less than half of the first team remained.
The second team was wiped out.
Although the third team is still organized, everyone is injured.
Moreover, most of the light machine guns and grenade launchers in his hands were lost.
If this continues, his squadron number, Kishida, will be removed.
"Major! This group of Eighth Route Army soldiers is so strange. They must be the Eighth Route Army's ace unit!"
"More than half of my squadron has suffered casualties!"
Hearing Kishida's words, Fujimoto glared angrily, slapped Kishida hard on the face twice, until Kishida's mouth was full of blood.
"Baga, I have told you long ago that these enemies are no trivial matter. It is all because of your underestimation of the enemy. Not only have you ruined so many imperial warriors, but you have also wasted so much time. I want to send you to a military court!"
Fujimoto, whose eyes were wide with anger, almost had the words "incompetent and furious" written on his face.
It was Fujimoto who ordered Shouyang to be abandoned.
It was Fujimoto who ordered the retreat from Yangquan.
Even though he knew about this group of evil sects, it was Fujimoto who still let a loser like Kishida get involved.
Although Kishida was indeed reluctant during the execution, looking back from the beginning, the real decision was made by Fujimoto.
At first, he had some illusions about whether the Eighth Route Army was willing to cooperate and help him get off the ground.
After all, it was said that they were going to break through and reinforce Yangquan. If they didn't see a single ambush on the road, it would really make sense.
But the fight lasted for such a long time, the weapons on the other side were so fierce, the soldiers were of such high quality, and the officers were so commanding, how could one see any intention of letting them go?
Now, if he "understood" the Eighth Route Army's "hint" and decided to abandon Shouyang and retreat to Yangquan, it proved that he was a coward.
So now it is discovered that Balu's so-called "hints" are actually a ploy to lure the snake out of its hole, which further proves that he is a stupid coward.
Even though the Eighth Route Army's attack on Shouyang has beaten Fujimoto and his group of Japs to pieces.
But they still believed that this was because the force on the other side of the road was nearly 10 times larger, which caught them off guard.
Once they raise their vigilance, in the wild plains where they can advance, attack, retreat and defend, the Eighth Route Army will naturally be no match for them.
After all, stereotypes are not easy to change.
But reality gave him a heavy blow, sarcastically saying: You are wrong, so wrong!
"Report Major! Eighth Route Army found in the west!"
"Report Major! The Eighth Route Army was discovered in the north!"
"Report Major! The Eighth Route Army was also spotted in the south! We are surrounded!"
Fujimoto was stunned. What kind of trouble was this going on?
We are less than 10 kilometers away from Yangquan, are we still planning to annihilate all our people?
etc! Could it be, could it be...
He seemed to have thought of something and quickly asked someone to take out the map.
"So...is that so? Hahaha..."
Fujimoto suddenly seemed to have lost his soul, crying and laughing.
"In Shouyang, I thought they wanted me to be handed over to God, but I didn't expect that my great commander, I, was not even a piece of shit in their eyes! Hahaha..."
He knew that after today, whether he survived or not, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history!
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"Baga! Baga!"
Also incompetent and furious was Shotaro Katayama, who was waving his command sword and smashing things around the room.
All the furnishings in the entire combat command room became his punching bag.
After he tried so hard to cut a solid wood table in half, he finally stopped breathing heavily.
"Lieutenant General, why are you so angry? Isn't the war irreversible?"
The adjutant looked at the commander in front of him and shook his head, secretly looking down on him a bit, thinking that as a brigade commander, he really couldn't hold his breath.
"What do you know?!"
There was no hidden anger in Katayama Shotaro's tone.
Usually when the situation is good, it’s natural to say hello to me and hello to everyone.
Even if his subordinates don't understand him, it's not a big deal. Instead, he can enjoy the pride of having an IQ superior to others.
But facing the crisis that was already in front of him, he only hated why he was surrounded by idiots and no one understood him.
"Why didn't the Eighth Route Army ambush earlier or later? Why did the Eighth Route Army ambush just when they passed by the stone tester?!"
"This is the ultimate military distance. The current Fujimoto Brigade cannot break out, we cannot respond, and there is no way out for retreat!"
"This is still encirclement and rescue! It's just that we don't care about other strongholds, so we just drove our people over and surrounded us under our noses, so that we had to rescue! And that idiot Fujimoto was just like a stupid donkey. Lead the way by the nose!”
"How can this group of Eighth Route Army attack a few strongholds so easily? They have been coming for us from the beginning!!"
"What?!"
The adjutant gasped.
Although the Eighth Route Army was coming in force this time, he never expected that they would dare to attack the brigade headquarters.
No, it should be said that it attracted the attention of the entire brigade.
How dare they?
"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, what should we do now? There are still more than 700 people on Fujimoto's side. Do we have to abandon them now?"
Katayama held his command knife in his hand and sat on a chair, trying to calm down.
What is the concept of more than 700 people?
A full brigade only has 1,100 people.
Now Kishida Squadron has been sent out, and there are less than 1,000 people guarding Yangquan.
To save or not to save?
Choose one?
No! This is not a multiple choice question at all!
Although sending troops to support them was playing into the Eighth Route Army's hands.
But if he allowed the Eighth Route Army to annihilate the Fujimoto Brigade under his own eyes, but he remained indifferent, even if he could defend Yangquan, he would have only one fate - to accept sanctions as a traitor.
By then it will be a luxury to be a martyr.
Either way, it was death, so it would be better to die on the battlefield and have a dignified life.
"Save! Of course we must save!"
Time during the war was like gold, and Katayama could not tolerate any further entanglement.
"Send another squadron and 500 men from the machine gun squadron to reinforce Fujimoto!"
"Your Excellency Lieutenant General..."
"Shut up! Follow the order!"
"yes!"
The staff officer wanted to say something else, but was rudely interrupted by Katayama.
How could he not know that only two infantry squadrons were left in Yangquan?
He also knew that how could senior Eighth Route officials not be fully prepared if they could devise such a sophisticated conspiracy?
But two squadrons were the limit of what he could separate.
No matter how little it is, it's simply not enough to fill the gap between the eight road's teeth.
No matter how much, the Eighth Route Army commander only needs to turn encirclement and reinforcements into encirclement and blocking the enemy, and Yangquan County under his feet will soon become the Eighth Route Army's meal.
This is why he sent out the machine gun squadron with the strongest firepower.
I just hope that they can really bring Fujimoto and the others back smoothly.
If it can really be done, even if only half of the people come back, Yangquan will still be able to hold on until reinforcements arrive.
It can be said that this should be the best result in this stupid situation.
But can it really be done?
Yoshio Shinozuka mentioned at the meeting before that the number of people on the Eighth Route Army may be far less than we thought.
At the time, everyone thought this was a joke.
But look at it now, it’s us who are ridiculous.
Maybe, as soon as his reinforcements leave the city, Yangquan, the rear leg, will be besieged by the Eighth Route Army that is ten times the size of his own.
As soon as he thought of this, he shuddered, feeling that there were countless pairs of malicious eyes staring at him from invisible places around him.
"Order the transport squadron to be fully armed and ready for battle!"
"Arm all the expats! Mix them into the army to guard the city wall!"
"Tell them, if they don't want to be bullied by the Chinese people like they bullied the Chinese people, then show the blood of the Yamato nation!"
After saying that, Katayama slumped down on the chair, closed his eyes, and hid his entire body in the shadows.
Since graduating from the military academy, he had never felt so powerless as he did today.
He said to himself in a mosquito-like voice:
"Amaterasu, please protect your people, protect us, and have a long-lasting military destiny..."
