Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

But is it really so?

Don't you think about it? The 9th Brigade has assembled nearly 32,000 people and is making a big fuss. Is it just to defeat Song Xiong's division?

Song Xiong takes himself too seriously.

You know, not counting the more than 30,000 Locust Association troops this time, just the Japanese Type A brigade of nearly 9,000 people often requires 50,000 to 60,000 Central Army troops to barely resist.

A division of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army has only about 100 people.

How to catch the eyes of the devils.

"Order the troops to defend the city with all their might. Let the Fifth and Seventh Regiments advance towards Rongcheng. We must ensure our connection with the Seventy-Second Division. Our retreat must not be cut off by the devils!"

"Also send a telegram to the commander-in-chief, requesting support. The rest of the troops should be on high alert and not take any action first. The Japs haven't launched an attack yet, so we shouldn't take the initiative to provoke them!"

The commander of the 17th Division, Song Xiong, ordered.

"Yes! Master!"

Chief of Staff Liu Zhi answered loudly.

……

Outside Yi County, the command room of the Japanese 9th Brigade.

Brigade commander Osawa Tetsu was working on technical issues with two geishas.

He doesn't care about his subordinates' psychology at all...

The geisha kept on moaning and grumbling, and the command room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

This Osawa Toru is indeed a great man. His enthusiasm during the battle did not diminish but increased...

It's really admirable.

"Yoshi, inform Commander Shinozuka that our 9th Brigade has arrived at the designated location and is executing the established combat plan. Everything is going well!"

Ozawa Toru ordered a radio operator nearby.

The radio soldier didn't dare to look back, for fear that he would not be able to bear it, so he sat up straight, said "Hi", and quickly sent a message.

Hey man, can't you just go back to your tent and play?

Can leaders do whatever they want?

You are happy, but we are miserable...

It's a blessing for the eyes, but it's a pain for the brothers.

The radio soldier complained inwardly.

"Report to His Excellency the Brigade Commander!"

A Japanese staff officer walked quickly towards Osawa Toru with a document in his hand, handed him the document with both hands, and didn't dare to breathe.

Oh my god, I could hear the noise in the command center from a long distance away.

I am just a small staff officer, how could I have ever seen such a scene...

I have to say, the leader really knows how to have fun...

Your Excellency the Brigade Commander is in a really good mood.

I'm so envious.

Osawa Toru waved his hand, asked the staff officer to step aside, and picked up the document to examine it carefully.

The staff officer stared at him a few more times with reluctance, then walked out with a feeling of unsatisfied feeling.

"Yoshi!"

"Yoshi!"

"The Matsui Unit has arrived at the designated location. We can finally launch the attack!"

"Order!"

"The artillery battalion should prepare its firepower for two hours!"

"Once the artillery fire stops, let the Locust Army attack the city first to consume a wave of enemy troops, and then the Xiaoju League will press forward and wipe out all the enemies in front of us!"

"The honor belongs to the Locust Army!"

"At the same time, give orders: Three hours later, the Songjing League will directly attack Rongcheng!"

The Chief of Staff of the 9th Brigade, Jiro Yamaguchi, quickly began to take notes, bowed, and went down to issue the order.

I finally escaped from this place. I couldn’t hold it any longer!

"Tomorrow morning, we can meet in Rongcheng!"

Ozawa Toru looked into the distance and murmured.

ten minutes later.

The dense artillery fire of the Japanese 9th Brigade instantly hit the positions of the 17th Division of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army.

As the Japanese had been surrounding them without attacking for the past few days, the Shanxi Suiyuan Army soldiers gradually relaxed their vigilance and did not hide.

Some of them were leaning against sandbags smoking, some were sitting together gambling, and there were many onlookers around.

The Japanese guns were aimed at these densely populated areas and important defensive fortifications.

"Damn it! Old dog, you are cheating!"

"We've been gambling for a whole day, and we haven't won a single thing. You've won it all!"

A squad leader of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army was so angry after losing that he pointed at the squad leader on the opposite side and cursed him.

"Damn, you kid can't afford to lose..."

The squad leader who won the money hasn't finished speaking yet.

Then I heard something roaring from the sky.

The voice is quite familiar...

While he was still in a daze, dozens of artillery shells exploded in the crowd.

Lao Gou and others were blown to pieces.

(ps, this incident tells us not to gamble...)

这只是一个开始，鬼子第九旅团的炮兵大队有1300人，装备有10门92式105毫米榴弹炮、8门九二式步兵炮、5门九五式山炮，还有各式迫击炮20门。

In addition, Yoshio Shinozuka also specially allocated 5 Type 96 150mm field howitzers to the th Brigade.

And Yoshio Shinozuka transferred two more players to the Matsui team.

At this time, all artillery fired at Yi County.

A few shots from the 150mm field howitzer directly blasted a large hole of more than meters in the city wall of Yi County.

After several rounds of bombing, the soldiers of the 17th Division of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army fled in panic and completely lost their discipline.

The fortifications were worn out.

The battlefield was littered with broken limbs and wailing...

The commander of the 17th Division, Song Xiong, hurriedly ran out of the command post and hid in the fortifications surrounded by his men.

"Fuck! Little devil, I'll fuck your ancestors!"

Song Xiong ran away without forgetting to curse the Japs.

The commander of the 9th Brigade, Ozawa Toru, listened to the sound of artillery fire outside with an intoxicated look on his face, and walked into his tent with a proud look on his face, supported by a geisha.

It will take another two hours to prepare the artillery fire. There is still time...

……

At this time, we were in a valley fifty kilometers away from the headquarters.

Yamamoto Ikki is encouraging his men.

"From now on, you are no longer anyone's father, son, or friend."

"You are no longer just ordinary warriors of the Great Japanese Locust Army."

"You are members of Yamamoto's special forces. In your hands, the history of our First Army will be rewritten."

"Goal: destroy the Eighth Route Army headquarters!"

"Eliminate the top commander of the Eighth Route Army in North China!"

"At all costs!"

"Xiu Pa Ci!" (Departure)

After he finished speaking, all the Japanese soldiers were excited. This was a great achievement. As long as they could accomplish the plan perfectly, they would definitely get medals of honor.

Following Yamamoto Ikki's order, the Japanese turned around and moved into the mountains.

The independent regiment also received a call from the division headquarters.

"what?!"

"You said Li Yunlong took the first battalion out?"

"What do you mean by scouting the enemy?"

"Don't I know how cunning Li Yunlong is?!"

"Tell him to return to the base immediately. The safety of the headquarters depends entirely on your independent regiment!"

"Request that the independent regiment rush to Chenjiayu, east of the headquarters, within two days!"

"According to reliable intelligence, the Japanese special forces are going to raid the headquarters from the direction of Chenjiayu!"

The commander's voice came from the phone. Although it sounded gentle, it was intimidating without even being angry, which made Zhao Gang feel heavy.

"Yes! Master!"

"The Independent Regiment is guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"We must protect the safety of the headquarters!"

Zhao Gang stood straight and answered repeatedly.

After hanging up the phone, the division commander smiled and said to himself, "This Li Yunlong, if you loosen the reins a little, you'll get into trouble."