Devil's Army

The commander of the first regiment only heard the sound of small-scale harassment last night, and no large-scale fighting took place. Now it is impossible for the devils not to retaliate during the day, so he asked the commander of the third brigade in confusion:

"Why? What if the Japs attack us?"

Li Guozhu didn't want too many people to know about this, so he only told the head of the regiment:

"The Japanese won't attack for now. I'll assign you a task when it rains."

"Does fighting a war depend on whether it rains or not?" The regiment commander was even more confused.

"If you want to grow crops, you have to depend on the weather. Why can't you depend on the weather when you fight a war? Go back and wait for orders!"

A regimental commander returned to the regiment headquarters with full of doubts, but still ordered the troops to be ready for battle at any time.

What surprised the regiment commander was that the Japanese really listened to the third brigade commander and did not launch even a small attack all day.

The regiment political commissar also felt strange when he saw the regiment commander.

Ever since the regiment commander came back from the brigade headquarters, he seemed to be possessed by a ghost and ran out to look at the sky.

Finally, the regiment political commissar could not help asking the regiment commander, "Lao Gao, what's wrong with you? Since you came back from the brigade headquarters, you keep running out to look at the sky. What are you doing?"

"Look, it's not raining!"

"Does fighting a war depend on whether it rains or not?"

"If we want to grow crops, we have to depend on the weather. Can't we also depend on the weather when fighting a war?" The commander of a regiment reported the words of the commander of the third brigade to the political commissar of the regiment.

The next day, the chief of staff of Jinnan in Fengtian kept calling the Seto Battalion but there was no response. He felt an ominous sign in his heart. So he sent another search team to check the situation of the Seto Battalion. However, they were blocked by a battalion of the 3rd Brigade.

The division commander Sakamoto in Jinzhou called to ask where the reinforcements from Fengtian were.

Chief of Staff Tsunan had no choice but to tell Division Commander Sakamoto that a battalion of more than a thousand people from his Seto Battalion had disappeared overnight.

"Didn't you send anyone to look for him?" asked Division Commander Sakamoto.

"I sent a search team over there, but the road has been blocked by the devil's army."

The retreat route was blocked by the devil troops, and the Seto Battalion was in grave danger. Sakamoto, the division commander, helplessly put down the phone.

Division Commander Sakamoto ordered the 113th Battalion to be the rear guard and the troops to withdraw to Jinzhou to wait for orders. He was now afraid of the devil troops and worried that his 113th Battalion would suddenly disappear like the Seto Battalion.

The large enemy forces began to retreat to Jinzhou City, covering each other alternately. The 113th Battalion, which served as the rear guard, was not attacked by the enemy forces and retreated to Jinzhou City with the remaining soldiers.

In the evening, the gloomy sky suddenly began to drizzle intermittently. The commander of the first regiment happily called the commander of the third brigade:

"Brigade Commander, it's raining, give the order quickly."

"What can we do with just this little drizzle? Let's continue to rest." The Third Brigade Commander said this and hung up the phone.

The regiment commander was also speechless. It had to rain heavily to fight a war.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the rain started to get heavier. The commander of the first regiment called the commander of the third brigade again:

"Brigade Commander, the rain is getting heavier. What's the mission?"

"Okay, you take the soldiers of your regiment and assemble outside in the rain."

"Ah? It would be strange if the soldiers didn't catch a cold outside in such heavy rain."

"So what mission do you have, you idiot? It's dark and raining so hard. "

The commander of the first regiment was scolded by the commander of the third brigade and did not dare to call him again.

If it’s not raining, he said he would arrange the tasks when it rains. Now it’s raining, and people say he is an idiot. How can there be any tasks in such heavy rain?

The rain drizzled on and off for three days, and on the fourth day it was overcast and stopped.

In the afternoon, the commander of the first regiment finally received the task from the commander of the third brigade: to clean up the battlefield in the valley.

The commander of the first regiment was confused. They hadn't fired a single shot in the past few days. Why were they going to clean up the battlefield? But the commander of the third brigade gave him a few more instructions:

First, send a platoon of soldiers to the brigade headquarters to collect chemical protective clothing and go down the mountain to clean up the battlefield.

Second, all the Japanese guns, ammunition, cannons, military uniforms, and tents on the battlefield must be taken away and poured with gasoline and burned.

Third, lead the soldiers to dig a wide firebreak to prevent forest fires.

When the regiment commander heard the third brigade commander say to collect chemical protective suits, he guessed what had happened, but he also kept it a secret.

When they arrived at the valley where the Japanese had originally camped, the first regiment sent a smart reconnaissance platoon wearing chemical protective suits to deal with the battlefield, while the other soldiers were busy setting up firebreaks.

When this platoon of soldiers from the First Army arrived at the valley, they were immediately stunned by the scene before them.

The soldiers had also crawled through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but they had never seen such a situation.

Nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers were either lying or lying on their backs on the ground, and their deaths looked extremely painful and hideous.

The soldiers piled the corpses of the devils together in the tent, poured gasoline on them, set them on fire and quickly left.

A huge fire and a series of explosions quickly rose in the valley.

Except for the Seto Battalion flag that the Third Brigade Commander had instructed to be brought back tightly wrapped, all other items of the Seto Battalion were burned in the fire, as if they had never existed.

The reason why the Third Brigade Commander took the risk to confiscate the flag of the Seto Battalion was because the First Brigade Commander had told him that the Japanese would burn their flags even before they were annihilated. If any Japanese unit was captured by the enemy, the battalion would be permanently expelled.