A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

Not far from the small basin of Lujia Village are rolling hills and mountains.

At this moment, near the two mountain roads in the southeast and southwest directions, two Japanese infantry battalions were quietly moving towards the back of the spearhead regiment.

The captain of the Japanese infantry battalion on the east route was named Yokoyama Nagao. He was tall and thin, with a mustache, and looked like a thin dog.

"Don't fire your guns. Work quietly. We must get to their rear before the Sharp Knife Group discovers us. Then we can deliver a fatal blow and let them know how powerful the Locust Army is."

"Hi!"

The Hengshan Infantry Battalion is stationed more than ten kilometers east of Lujia Village. In terms of combat effectiveness, it can only be regarded as a second-rate unit at best.

Although the combat effectiveness of this group of devils is not very good, Yokoyama Nagao's ambition is huge!

He was a studious devil, especially fond of Chinese military books. He always had a handwritten copy of the Thirty-Six Strategies on his waist, and would often flip through it when he had nothing to do.

Although he was not very proficient in Chinese characters, after a long time, he did learn a little bit and had a vague understanding of it.

However, what Yokoyama learned was basically theoretical knowledge, and he had never put it into practice personally.

There was no other reason. There were no regular troops of the Eighth Route Army around the Hengshan Battalion’s base.

What they usually encountered were basically guerrillas of a dozen people, or district teams of dozens of people.

These small forces knew that the Japanese were numerous and would basically not engage in a head-on confrontation with them easily. They would usually appear suddenly, kill a few Japanese and then leave.

This made Yokoyama very angry, but he had no way out and no conditions to put into practice what he had learned.

Yokoyama's eldest son dreamed of getting promoted, but he never got the chance to fight. This Japanese army basically just did the work of a security team and a guard team to maintain public order.

This time when the Nakamura Brigade asked for help, other Japanese soldiers were afraid to come and avoid them and did not dare to face the Spearhead Regiment.

You know, the Sharp Knife Regiment and Zheng Kaixuan's name are now the nightmares of many Japanese devils!

Since advancing into southeastern Shanxi, the Sharp Knife Regiment first destroyed Sakata and then Matsui. It became famous and powerful, making the Japanese soldiers terrified and in constant fear.

Only the eldest son of Yokoyama seemed extremely excited. Not only was he not afraid, but he felt that this was a godsend and a great opportunity for him to make a contribution.

He felt that even tigers have to take naps sometimes, and as long as he planned properly, he might be able to achieve success in one fell swoop.

Since the reputation of the Sharp Knife Regiment is so great, if he succeeds in the sneak attack, he will become famous in one battle, and his career will be rapidly promoted from then on.

Gengshan Changnan then took the initiative to request to go to the First Army Headquarters to fight, and immediately led the infantry battalion to the battlefield.

Sharing the same idea as him was the Hirahara Infantry Battalion stationed in the southwest of the battlefield. However, the battalion commander, Hirano Hideo, had a personality completely opposite to that of Yokoyama Nagao.

Ichiro Yokoyama is a sinister and cunning person, while Hirahara Hideo is extremely reckless and likes to be straightforward.

This time, in order to ensure the success of the sneak attack, Ichiro Yokoyama decided to use the tactic of "repairing the plank road in public and attacking Chencang in secret".

He led the Japanese infantry into battle, lightly equipped with only grenade launchers, light machine guns, rifles and bullets.

Moreover, they did not take the main road along the way, but chose to hide in the bushes and ravines, making their whereabouts quite secretive.

Hirano Hideo is the exact opposite.

He dispatched a large number of cavalry, motorcycles, and trucks to transport troops, maneuvering quickly along the road and rushing towards the battlefield with great momentum.

"Hurry! Work faster! Hengshan is much closer to the battlefield than we are. We can't let the Hengshan team snatch away this huge fortune! Quick!"

Hirano Hideiro was shouting and urging all the way.

He knew Nagao Yokoyama very well.

Although their personalities were very different, they were both of the same kind, both daring devils. He knew very well that Yokoyama Nagao would never miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

In Hirano Hideo's opinion, even if the Spearhead Regiment is famous, it may not be a match for the Nakamura Brigade.

This time, if I lead my team to launch a surprise attack from the rear, it will be easy to find a big loophole.

At worst, the Nakamura Brigade is still there, so they won't suffer any major losses.

On the other side, Yokoyama Nagano led his men over mountains and across rivers, and was exhausted and out of breath.

"Hurry! Speed ​​up! We must launch the attack at the same time as the Hirano Battalion arrives..."

A Japanese soldier next to him asked Yokoyama Nagao in confusion.

"Sir, you said we were secretly repairing the plank road, but we were only going there secretly. We didn't do anything to attract the attention of the Sharp Knife Group, did we?"

Yokoyama Nagao smiled confidently.

"You, don't understand? My strategy is far more powerful than that of the ancient Chinese. If I don't build this plank road myself, someone else will help us build it."

The Japanese soldiers nearby were completely confused.

Yokoyama's eldest son laughed heartily.

"I'm sure that idiot Hirano Hirano will lead his troops to the battlefield with great fanfare. They are the plank road we've built in the name of, just a cover to attract the attention of the Sharp Knife Group!"

"When Pingye and the Sharp Knife Group engage in combat, we can seize the opportunity to strike and break through the Sharp Knife Group's encirclement in one fell swoop. We will definitely become famous in one battle!"

"That's why I told you to hurry up. When Hirano's men arrive, we must arrive too, because that will be our best chance to take action."

A large group of Japanese soldiers nearby gave thumbs up to Yokoyama Nagao and flattered him.

"Master, that's brilliant! Extremely brilliant!"

"You are a wise man comparable to the Chief of Staff of a Front. If you become successful in the future, you must promote us."

"Yes, sir, there's an old Chinese saying, 'Dogs should always remember their friends when they become rich and powerful.' If you become rich and powerful, don't forget to promote us, your fellow dogs..."

Hearing the compliments from the people around him, Yokoyama Nagano burst into laughter, his face full of pride.

"Hurry, keep speeding up!"

Although they were not far from the battlefield at this time, the Japanese soldiers under Yokoyama could no longer hold on.

These devils were used to a life of luxury and had never run such a long mountain road.

In fact, this is no longer a mountain road. Hengshan took them to the most difficult and remote places.

At this moment, these Japanese soldiers' legs were weak, they were sweating profusely, their lungs were about to explode, and they were exhausted like dogs.

The Japanese soldiers persisted in moving forward for a distance. Some of them could no longer hold on and sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Captain, we can't hold on any longer. We need to take a break. I hope you will allow us to do so."

"rest?"

Yokoyama's eldest son has a bad temper and will get angry at any time.

He got down from the stretcher carried by four Japanese devils to the ground.

"Bagayalo! This captain isn't even tired, how dare you complain of being tired?"

"Haven't you heard the military strategy that says speed is the essence of war? Baka, get up!"

As Yokoyama Nagano said this, he walked up to a Japanese soldier who was lying exhausted on the ground and kicked him hard.

The Japanese soldier was so tired that he was almost foaming at the mouth, and had no choice but to beg for help from Yokoyama's eldest son.

"Captain, I really can't walk anymore. Please let me rest for a while."

"Yoshi! Since you want to rest, then stay here and rest forever!"

A hint of cruelty appeared between Yokoyama's eldest son's brows.

"There's a Chinese saying that severe punishments should be used in special circumstances. Killing one person can warn a hundred, and killing a chicken can scare the monkeys. I'm going to send you on your way now."

As he spoke, Yokoyama Nagano suddenly drew the officer's sword from his waist, and in front of the horrified eyes of the Japanese soldiers, he stabbed it into the heart of the Japanese soldier in front of him.