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Lieutenant General Fukutaro Nishiyama was in high spirits and very satisfied with the artillery power of the 23rd Division. He had 36 75mm field guns with a range of more than meters.

There are also 12 150mm howitzers, with very impressive firepower configuration. With such firepower, even the Russians will have to retreat.

The lieutenant general of the Kwantung Army who had just returned from further training had a rather high-spirited look on his face.

But this high-spirited momentum did not last long.

After the artillery fire covered the area, a small group of Japanese troops pressed forward, and the puppet Mongolian army cooperated in the attack.

Apart from the unlucky guy who stepped on a mine, there was no counterattack from the enemy.

Something is wrong. Why is the Eighth Route Army's position empty?

The signalman listened carefully to the reply from the front line, "Reporting to the general, the Eighth Route Army's front line position is empty."

Fukutaro smiled.

It's right that there's no one here. Under such fierce bombardment, nothing can be left unscathed.

"No, no, no, General. We didn't find any Eighth Route Army soldiers at the front line. They withdrew in advance."

Withdrawn?

This caught Fukutaro off guard. Who was he pretending to be for after all this time?

As the troops pressed forward, the Japanese rushed up the hillside position and found that they were all fake scarecrows and the supplies on the position had long been moved away.

Even the bullet shells were swept away, leaving nothing useful. The Eighth Route Army retreated to the mountainous area overnight and cleared the entrance to the mountain.

The gate is open to welcome the Japanese 23rd Division into the Yanshan area.

To enter or not to enter?

Fukutaro felt that this group of Eighth Route Army was difficult to deal with, so he should be cautious and let the puppet Mongolian army move forward first to test the waters inside.

The puppet Mongolian army pressed forward into the mountainous area, cursing and swearing, and stepped on landmines one after another. Thousands of landmines were buried near the entrance to the mountain.

The sound of explosions was accompanied by flying blood and flesh. There was a lack of tools to detect mines, so as long as one stepped on or entered a minefield, there would be a series of explosions.

In mild cases, the patient may lose arms and legs, and in severe cases, the patient may die.

The rearguard troops continued to lay mines, expanding the minefield, especially in the center of the road, and arranged anti-tank mines to prevent the mechanized vehicles of the 23rd Division from entering.

A large minefield became a barrier that the puppet Mongolian army could not break through.

There is no other way, just minesweeper.

All the Japanese engineers were put in, scanning the ground with detectors.

Ordinary mines can be swept, but some are not made of metal. In order to prevent metal detectors, wooden mines or even glass mines are specially used.

Of course, the Eighth Route Army could not make glass mines as they did not have the industrial capacity to do so.

The fact that Dante Wei was able to take it out doesn’t prevent him from having this thing in his hand.

There is no technical difficulty. The best at playing mines is Dezi. Don’t forget where Zhou Weiguo studied abroad.

Wooden mines are almost impossible to detect, so one can only rely on the devil's luck.

The engineer didn't know what was going on, and he foolishly kept scanning the metal detector forward, thinking it was safe as long as the detector didn't go off.

But he didn't know that he had stepped into a death minefield.

Following the pressure induction, one mine was detonated and the rest of the mines were connected in series.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! A series of explosions surrounded more than a dozen engineers.

The engineer's body below the abdomen was covered in blood and flesh. He was still holding the metal detector until his death, and his head tilted to meet the Emperor's ancestors.

"idiot!"

Fukutaro no longer had the same high spirits as before. He took charge of the 23rd Division, but his first step was stopped by a landmine.

A mere minefield is trying to stop the empire's warriors?

Shouting slogans is useless. Landmines are the cheapest defensive weapons. Even if they don't kill anyone, once they are detected, the Japanese engineers will need to concentrate on dismantling them.

It consumes a lot of energy, and improper operation may also detonate the mine, blowing off your hands and blinding your eyes.

Fukutaro's slogans were so loud, but what good could they do? Could they make the Japanese invulnerable? Could they stride across the minefield?

This guy had learned something from the Pacific War, so he immediately arranged a grenade group to throw grenades forward with grenade launchers.

Use artillery shells to detonate mines, add indirect fire artillery, add mountain artillery, and cover the minefield with artillery fire.

This is indeed a relatively quick method, but it is costly, consumes a lot of artillery shells, and makes it easy for the Eighth Route Army to discover their artillery positions, giving them a chance to counterattack.

Landmines are not absolutely lethal weapons, and many minefields are clearly visible in front of you.

Its main function is to slow down the march. On a road where cars would originally whiz by, they now have to take a detour or get off and walk because of the presence of minefields.

The key point is where did the Eighth Route Army get so many mines? They are so densely packed that it’s a headache to look at.

After artillery fire covered the minefield and detonated a large number of mines, the Japanese attacked forward.

Just after passing a minefield, someone stepped on a mine. The terrain in the mountainous area is complex and the roads are difficult to reach.

There is no choice but to continue the artillery fire.

Over two consecutive days, 8301 artillery shells were fired.

This caused the logistics troops to complain directly and lodge a complaint to the front headquarters. Was this a war or a mountain bombing?

Not a single Eighth Route Army soldier was seen, and thousands of artillery shells were wasted.

Jun Harumiya directly passed the order to the 23rd Division Command, asking what Fukutaro was doing. Did he think that the Empire had plenty of artillery shells and could consume them at will?

"General, I..."

"I don't need an excuse. The 23rd Division will immediately launch an offensive and take the Yanshan area as quickly as possible. Let me see the spirit of the Kwantung Army and the flower of the Kwantung Army."

Nishiyama Fukutaro stood up straight immediately, Hail!

The Japanese's thought process is very simple. Once they reach the level of Bushido, they will not hesitate to die.

The chariots and horses pressed forward, without fear of the minefield.

Only those who are afraid of death will be scared by a minefield.

Luck is also part of strength. As long as your luck is good, you won’t touch the mines.

You can also cross mountains and hills instead of taking the normal route.

The strategic goal of the first step was achieved, making it impossible for the Japanese army to concentrate its superior forces, forcing them to disperse their forces to take detours or climb over the hill.

The mines were still exploding. The dead Japanese were quickly dealt with, and the remaining soldiers pressed forward regardless.

The puppet Mongolian army looked at the lady behind them.

Damn it, you guys are into Bushido, you guys are not afraid of death, and you let me charge at the front, you are fucking dogs.

It turns out that by forcing Fukutaro to pretend, the first ones to step on the landmine were the pseudo-Mongolian troops.

beat?

This is a slap in the face.

The puppet Mongolian army has suffered heavy losses and an atmosphere of panic is prevalent within it.

Even though they knew there was a minefield ahead, they were still forced by the Japanese to march forward. They were doomed to die anyway.

Fuck you, Japanese. I quit.

A mutiny broke out in the puppet Mongolian army. Facing the pressure of death, no one could remain calm.

Especially when they saw with their own eyes the tragic scene of being injured by a landmine, they felt a chill in their crotch.

Isn't it just for those things that people live?

I can eat well and play well. If I don't have those things, what's the point?

The puppet Mongolian army mutinied, turned their guns and fired at the Japanese, then fled in all directions.

There was chaos on the front line, with the puppet army and the Japanese engaging in a dog-eat-dog fight.

Ding Wei turned to look at Zhang Dabiao.

"Look for an opportunity to counterattack, using long-range artillery fire to cover the designated area."

"No need for calibration, no need for exploration, just fire at the designated area."

Before deploying the minefield, several artillery positions were planned, and the artillery fire was aimed at the minefield.

The Japanese were hindered by landmines, and the puppet army overturned the table. Their main force must be near the minefield, and a direct blind shooting would be the end of them.