Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Although the commander did not think that the Eighth Route Army could be a match for the North China Front Army, he was still worried because Lin Tian was there.

Even if there is a one percent chance that the Eighth Route Army can win, the commander cannot be careless.

If he joins the war now and wins, he can take the opportunity to increase his control over North China and gradually squeeze out the Eighth Route Army.

If we lose, the worst that can happen is that we will continue to withdraw our troops westward and sell the Eighth Route Army to the Japanese.

I believe the Japs would be happy to help him destroy the Eighth Route Army.

By then, without the Eighth Route Army as a major threat, he could seek international help and ask the great powers to mediate and resolve the Sino-Japanese War.

By then, he will be the savior of the entire China, and China will be more firmly in his hands.

When the generals heard that their superior actually agreed to fight against Japan, they were all overjoyed.

"Master, you are wise!!!"

"Please rest assured, sir! We will do our best and will never let you down!"

Everyone stood up at the same time and saluted their superior.

The commander didn't care about these things. He just waved his hand and asked the generals to formulate a battle plan.

The commander returned to his residence, took the cup of hot milk handed to him by his wife and took a few sips. The warm and mellow taste made the commander feel much more energetic immediately.

"Darlin, a sum of aid funds from the United States has arrived recently. This house is a bit old, and I want to choose another location to build a new villa. This time I have found a top designer from the United States..." The chief's wife spoke lightly, as if this was a rare and ordinary thing.

"This matter depends entirely on what Madam likes. I have no objection." The officer smiled and said.

……

Ping'an County.

Masao Kimitsu has completely occupied the Eighth Route Army's defense line in front of him.

Looking at the blood-stained bandages on the ground, Yoshimitsu Masao's staff made a judgment that the Eighth Route Army must have suffered heavy casualties and could not hold on any longer, so they chose to retreat quietly at night. The Locust Army had been fighting hard for days and might not attack at night, so they could delay the attack for another night.

Although Masao Kimitsu didn't know what was strange, he nodded, thinking that the analysis was correct.

The tenacious resistance of the Eighth Route Army came entirely from its strong belief and fighting will. Their weapons, ammunition and personnel training were definitely not as good as those of the Locust Army.

So after occupying the position, Yoshimitsu Masao ordered his troops to attack in a fan shape to speed up the advance.

As expected, they encountered a lot of sporadic resistance from the Eighth Route Army along the way, but it was not very effective. Under the fierce attack of the Locust Army, the Eighth Route Army quickly retreated.

The largest group of the Eighth Route Army among them had more troops than a regular regiment of the Eighth Route Army, about 1,600 people. After blocking the enemy for an hour, they quickly retreated.

Masao Kimitsu ordered his troops to pursue, hoping to kill more than 1,600 people in one go.

This Eighth Route Army was the battalion led by Zhang Dabiao, who was sent by Li Yunlong to attract the Japanese.

After the first battalion was divided, it had grown to four battalions, which was more than a regiment's strength. In order to trick the Japanese, Li Yunlong decided to "give" them a big piece of fat meat.

Xiguang Zhengfu fought hard for a long time but achieved little results. He was very covetous of the more than 1,600 Eighth Route Army soldiers.

If he could wipe out an enemy main force regiment in one go, then his trip would not be in vain.

What Yoshimitsu Masao didn't know was that in the valley ahead, the Eighth Route Army headquarters had already set up a pocket formation, waiting for him to arrive.

"Report to the General! The remnants of the Eighth Route Army have retreated into the valley ahead. Should we continue pursuing them?" Yoshimitsu Masao's deputy reported.

"Order! The 12th Brigade, the 41st Brigade, and the 17th Brigade of our 20th Division, continue the pursuit! This general will lead the troops outside to provide support!"

Kimitsu Masao gave the order after thinking for a moment.

The terrain here is very suitable for ambushes. Masao Kimitsu is not a fool. The Eighth Route Army has always been cunning, and the Locust Army has suffered a lot at their hands. He cannot be careless.

But the enemy had to pursue him. If he didn't pursue him, how could he lead his troops to attack Ping'an County?

He could only send troops to pursue first, and after making sure there was no ambush, he would lead a large force to follow up.

……

Taiyuan.

Lin Tian had commanded a division of tanks and infantry to rush into the city and began to clear out the remaining Japanese invaders.

The troops sent by Fang Zheng and Zhou Weiguo have successfully captured two airports 80 kilometers and 120 kilometers away from Taiyuan, and began to build defensive fortifications.

Liu Zhenhua commanded the Air Force to enter two airports for resupply.

The battle tonight was fought very quickly. In less than two and a half hours, we captured Taiyuan city.

"Report to the commander! The troops reported that the Japanese headquarters has been razed to the ground, and they only found this! Judging from the model, it should be the sword of Shouqi Saburo!" Liu Wu came to Lin Tian with the three-section broken sword in his hand and reported.

"I didn't expect that Shouqi Saburo would be blown into powder. Guoyang and the others were too cruel! Hahaha!" Lin Tian took the broken knife, looked at it carefully, and joked.

Then Lin Tian handed the broken sword to the monk and asked him to find someone to repair it. After all, this was the sword of the leader of an army and it was still of great collection value.

"Commander! We have caught an old Japanese soldier! Our company commander believes that his identity must be extraordinary, so he asked us to bring him here for you to see!" At this moment, several soldiers came to Lin Tian with a short Japanese soldier who had a mustache, wore glasses, and was a little older.

With a strong push forward, the old Japanese fell in front of Lin Tian.

"Bagayalo! You can't be so rude!" The old Japanese soldier who was tied up cursed at the soldier who pushed him.

"How dare you curse at me?!" The monk became displeased upon hearing that, and slapped the old devil in the face. The old devil howled, his glasses flew off, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He immediately became much more obedient, and his originally ferocious eyes became clear.

It seems that violence is indeed a language that the whole world can understand.

Lin Tian took the flashlight and shone it on the old devil's face.

After taking this photo, Lin Tian was also stunned. He didn’t expect to have such an unexpected gain.

"Yoshio Shinozuka?" Lin Tian asked suspiciously.

The image of this old devil is exactly the same as the one he saw on TV. Isn't this his fucking Yoshio Shinozuka?

"Huh?" Yoshio Shinozuka felt something was wrong when he heard the words of the young man in front of him. He was not wearing the commander's uniform. He was just wearing the clothes of an ordinary Japanese sergeant. Since he was dismissed from his post, even his lieutenant general's uniform and sword as commander were confiscated.

Even in this state, how could the young man in front of him recognize him at a glance?

He was very sure that his photos had not been circulated.

And looking at this young man, he seems to be an important figure in the Eighth Route Army, and all the people around him are surrounding him.