Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

After offering three strategies, Okamoto had reached his wit's end.

Fortunately, they had already withdrawn to the county town on the pretext of gathering intelligence when Lin Qiang took action.

After listening to the report of the operation, Harahira Koizumi showed a satisfied smile on his face.

If Okamoto had not left without saying goodbye, he would have kept him in the army and made him his military advisor.

How could he know that Okamoto had asked Zhang Zi for these three strategies.

After Okamoto returned to the county town, Zhang Zizai did not inform Lin Qiang about this matter.

Action failed.

Fortunately, no one was injured.

Lin Qiang returned to the command room, puzzled.

The Japanese acted abnormally these two times, as if they had expected Lin Qiang to attack.

The supplies did exist, but they were all things that were of no use to the Japanese.

Although no one was injured, he was very confused.

"Monk, go get Zhang Yuntian."

The monk outside the door responded: "Yes!"

After a while, Zhang Yuntian walked into the command room.

"Captain, are you looking for me?"

Lin Qiang gestured for him to sit down first, then said, "Your team will be commanded by the monk for the time being. You should go to the county town immediately and find out what is going on with the unusual actions of the Japanese these past two days."

Zhang Yuntian, who usually didn't ask too many questions, asked a rare question: "Battalion Commander, what's going on?"

In fact, he already had a guess in his mind, and it had existed since the failure of the first operation.

Lin Qiang looked at him, knowing what he was thinking, but he still said bluntly: "The Japanese seem to know us very well. This has never happened before. I need you to find out what's going on."

It's never tiring to talk to smart people.

Seeing Lin Qiang's confession, Zhang Yuntian asked, "Battalion Commander, do you suspect someone has defected to the enemy?"

This person is Zhang Zizai.

In Laiyuan County, there is not only Zhang Ziyi as an undercover agent, but there are more than thirty people in total.

Some are for mutual supervision, and some are for intelligence gathering.

But there is only one person who knows the independent battalion and Lin Qiang best.

Zhang Zizai.

Moreover, he was very familiar with the recent situation of the independent camp, so Lin Qiang had reason to suspect him.

Zhang Yuntian did not mix too much personal emotion into this. After thinking for a moment, he did not make any excuses for the other party.

After taking a deep breath, he looked at Lin Qiang and said, "If it's him, I hope I can send him off myself."

"If it's him, I promise you this."

…………

"Battalion Commander, the Japs are attacking for the eighth time!"

Lin Qiang rubbed his swollen temples and asked, "How was the offensive this time?"

“It’s even more intense.”

"Understood. Go and mobilize the logistics team to replenish the losses in the frontline positions."

Lin Qiang said without even looking up, "Also, deploy some mortars to reinforce the battlefields on both sides, so that the howitzer company can take a break."

"Yes!"

After Zhang Yuntian rushed to the county town, the Japanese launched seven large-scale assaults in a row, launching attacks from three sides of the Xiaowangzhuang position.

During the battle, both the enemy and our side suffered losses.

But the independent battalion suffered relatively minor losses.

In order to prevent the Japanese from using the tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west again, Lin Qiang specially deployed an additional 150mm howitzer.

As long as the Japanese artillery appears, we will never give them any chance.

But this time, the Japanese's unusual fierce attack made Lin Qiang smell a hint of conspiracy.

"In eight group assaults, the Japanese soldiers lost more than a thousand people."

"That's not how war is fought. What on earth do the Japs want to do?"

Lin Qiang was puzzled.

If the Japs fought in a normal manner, he would definitely not be so annoyed.

"It's still because I'm not good enough."

Lin Qiang laughed at himself.

Those who may become the commander of the Japanese brigade and command tens of thousands of troops are all old foxes with experience in the field.

Lin Qiang didn't dare to speculate, for fear that the previous tragedy would happen again.

"battalion commander!"

The monk hurried over, pushed open the door, and shouted, "Commander, the Type 1 tank is stuck in a crater and can't move. The Japanese have surrounded it."

Lin Qiang stood up in a flash and asked, "Where are the people? Have they evacuated?"

The damage to the tank is a small matter. At worst, you can just spend a few million anti-Japanese war points to buy another one.

During this period of war, Lin Qiang's anti-Japanese war points must be more than 10 million?

The monk shook his head: "No, the Japanese surrounded us too quickly, it was too late."

"The shells are not enough and the distance is too close. We are afraid of accidental injuries."

Lin Qiang's face darkened instantly, and he said in a deep voice: "Organize a team and prepare for the rescue!"

Lin Qiang put on his hat, submerged his face in the water and walked out of the command room.

The monk asked, "Captain, what are you doing?"

"what?"

Lin Qiang asked in return: "Besides saving people, what else can we do?"

"battalion commander……"

"Didn't you hear the order?"

"Yes!"

The two of them left separately.

Lin Qiang came to the frontline and took over an anti-tank gun: "You two will be my assistants, and you will be responsible for firing the gun."

The three of them said in unison: "Yes!"

the other side.

The monk has also selected a team and personally led it to prepare for the rescue.

After receiving the news, Lin Qiang issued a series of orders through the walkie-talkie.

The artillery fire maintained a safe distance to reinforce the trapped tanks, and three 150mm howitzers bombarded the area from a safe distance.

Blocking the Japanese reinforcements and causing huge casualties.

The tanks and armored vehicles outside, with the cover of artillery fire, rushed towards the Japs and tore a hole in the path for the monks.

The monk led the rescue team into the encirclement quickly, shooting and shouting: "Brothers, hold on!" The soldiers trapped in the tank heard the sound, their morale was boosted, and they fought back from the inside.

Lin Qiang operated the anti-tank gun to accurately strike the approaching Japanese troops, and shells whizzed out one after another.

After a fierce battle, the monk finally succeeded in rescuing his brother who was trapped in the tank.

Lin Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, but the doubts in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

At this time, Zhang Yuntian, who went to the county town to investigate the truth, sent a secret letter to Lin Qiang, informing him that he had found some clues pointing to Zhang Zizai, but the evidence was not conclusive and more time was needed for in-depth investigation.

Lin Qiang knew that this matter was of great importance. If Zhang Zizai really rebelled, it must be dealt with as soon as possible to avoid misunderstandings and harm to the troops.

Once doubts arise, they will only become more serious if they are not eliminated.

Apart from Zhang Yuntian, no one else knew about this matter.

So do monks.

Ma Dashan would send someone to report every three to five days and deliver some supplies and gold and silver jewelry obtained from the Japanese.

This old guy is quite sensible.

If it weren't for the Japanese's continued attacks, Lin Qiang even planned to go to the county town in person to ask them in person.

The sky gradually darkened.

The artillery fire on the battlefield gradually subsided.

The bitingly cold northwest wind was howling, and such days would continue for another month or two.

Winter is over after a month or two.

But I don’t know how long this kind of days will last.