"Li Yunlong, it's Li Yunlong again." Yoshio Shinozuka stood up and walked to the military map hanging on the wall with a straight face.
Taro Suzuki and Yoshio Shinozuka's personal assistant, Itsuki Inoue, followed closely behind Yoshio Shinozuka.
Shinozuka Yoshio stared at the military map on the wall and said with a dark face: "The telegram orders the Datong Qiaomu Brigade to advance toward Caicun, the Yangquan Palace Division's Banheng Brigade to advance toward Mount Wutai, and the Kameda Brigade. Advance towards Shouyang."
"The telegram ordered the Shiqiao Regiment of the Abe Brigade, which has arrived at Shanin, to advance towards Laohuling, and the Sato Regiment to advance towards Qigezhuang."
"The telegram orders the Kwantung Army's Watanabe Division, which is resting in Zhangjiakou, to arrive at Qizhou within three days. From Qizhou, it will advance along the Tongpu Railway towards Taiyuan to wipe out all Chinese resistance forces."
"The telegram ordered the Kwantung Army's Nakamura Division to change its route to Pingxing Pass and sweep westward from Pingxing Pass."
"Cable order, the security groups of the Imperial Association Army will coordinate with the headquarters to go out to fight."
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Inoue quickly wrote down every order from Yoshio Shinozuka in his notebook, and there was a hint of sweat on his forehead.
This time, Yoshio Shinozuka's deployment was from north to south, from east to west, from south to north, and from west to east, forming a huge encirclement with Zhangzhuang as the center. Counting the Imperial Association Army and the Nanjing Puppet Government Army, the deployment The total strength is nearly 200,000. This is the rhythm of annihilating the Eighth Route Army's Jinsui Army and the Central Army's stubborn resistance in northwest Shanxi.
The office of Yoshio Shinozuka has been enveloped in an atmosphere of imminent rain, which is so depressing that it makes you breathless.
After giving the order, Yoshio Shinozuka waved his hand and ordered Inoue Shu and Taro Suzuki to go out. He walked back to his desk and picked up the phone on the table: "Get me Commander Neiji Okamura of the North China Army Headquarters. I am Yoshio Shinozuka. .”
In Zhangzhuang, there were already ruins on the ground. The Japanese planes left, and the soldiers and some ordinary people got out of the tunnels and started to put out the fire.
Dozens of people died, all of whom were common people who thought that the Japanese would only occupy this place and not kill them as before. When the plane attacked, they just hid in the house and shivered, and waited until the bombs fell. It's too late to regret.
Last night, Xie Baoqing's people knocked on the door to inform them that there was going to be a war here, and asked them to evacuate quickly. Those who really had no place to go could settle down in Dagu Town first.
But they don't believe it.
Now that people are dead, they believe it.
Many people began to flee Zhangzhuang with their families and their families, carrying loads and pushing carts. Japs were everywhere. Where were they going to escape?
Xie Tian stood on the high steps of the train station with a straight face. He didn't want to see so many people die, but there was nothing he could do.
I can't persuade you.
I have been numb for too long, and people will only know the pain when it bleeds.
At this time, the uncle from Nianziying passed by the square in front of the train station with more than a dozen people. He saw Xie Tian on the steps and excitedly said to the people behind him: "That person on the steps is Xie Baoqing, Commander Xie. Come, I will take you to see him."
Seeing a dozen people approaching, Xie Tian recognized the uncle who was leading the way. He walked down the steps to meet them and said anxiously, "Uncle, why are you here? There's going to be a war here. The Japanese may be here soon."
The uncle said to Xie Tian: "I have a handful of old bones buried wherever I go. These young people are from Zhangzhuang Town. They also want to fight the Japanese with you. Commander Xie, accept them."
Xie Tian glanced at the young men behind the uncle and nodded: "I welcome anyone who fights Japanese soldiers. Da Zhuang, take them to Camp Commander Wu and let him make arrangements."
Ge Dazhuang responded and said to the young people: "Follow me."
Xie Tian took the uncle's hand and said: "Uncle, you are really helping me in times of need. I am short of people right now. The more people the better."
The uncle looked at Xie Tian and said: "I and some people from the village came here last night and saw that your soldiers were digging tunnels. We can help with this matter. Captain Xie, there are many people in the town. I know them all, how about I advise everyone to join in and dig a tunnel to save their lives, I think the folks in the town will be happy."
Xie Tianjin shook his uncle's hand: "That's great, Tiedan, call Battalion Commander Qin over and ask him to organize the people in the town to dig tunnels together."
Zhangzhuang Town is much larger than Dagu Town. There are more than 1,000 households in the town and 4,000 to 5,000 people live there. Even if some people leave to avoid the war, there will always be 2,000 to 3,000 people staying.
If everyone works together, the tunnels in Zhangzhuang Town will be comparable to those in Dagu Town in a few days.
Tie Dan behind him was wearing headphones and shaking the hand generator, and shouted into the microphone in a dignified manner: "Battle Commander Qin, Commander Qin, my godfather is looking for you, come to the train station square." one time."
Soon a response came from the earphone: "I'll be there soon."
In a short time, Qin Fen, covered in dirt, trotted over with a few people. Among the soldiers following closely behind him were some who, like Tiedan, were carrying radios and generators on their backs.
When the uncle from Nianzi Camp saw that Tiedan and the soldier were both carrying the thing he got from the Japs train last night, he knew it would be useful to Xie Tian, and he smiled with relief on his face.
After arranging the tunnel digging, Qin Fen gave a mysterious hand to Xie Tian: "Captain, I will take you to see a place."
No one expected that there is such a place under the train station. There is a space of several hundred square meters made of reinforced concrete about five meters underground. The cement poured on top and around it is more than one meter thick.
The train station was turned into ruins by Japanese aerial bombs, and this space was completely buried underneath. It is inaccessible from the outside, and there is no way to know that there is another cave under the ruins.
In addition to the hall of more than 100 square meters in the center, this several hundred meters of space also has several rooms on all sides. Each room has different functions. There is also a kitchen and toilet, and there is also a washroom in the toilet.
What was even more surprising was that a diesel generator was installed in one room and was still running.
Xie Tian entered this place from the tunnel under the leadership of Qin Fen. It can be seen from the direction of the tunnel that the soldiers inadvertently dug into the cement outer wall of this place when digging the tunnel. Then the tunnel turned downward and started from the outer wall. Go around below and directly open up the ground.
This place is so impregnable on three sides, only some bricks and a layer of cement are laid under the feet.
Xie Tianjin walked around this place and smiled: "This is a shelter prepared by the Japanese for themselves. Now it is easier for us. Okay, our regiment headquarters will be located here in the future."
Qin Fen said with a smile: "I think so too. With this as the center, we can build a tunnel network extending in all directions under Zhangzhuang. This will be our command center from now on."
Xie Tian laughed and said, "Young devils are quite considerate sometimes. This place is simply a headquarters tailor-made for me. Okay, this will be my home in Zhangzhuang from now on."
During a tour just now, Xie Tian fell in love with the big bed room at first sight. He couldn't help but yawn when he saw the bed.
After one day and two nights of high-intensity fighting, even Xie Tian's iron-clad body couldn't bear it any longer, not to mention that he was still wounded and the wound had burst again.
