Anti-Japanese War: I have a million soldiers and you call me a division commander?

Just when Chu Feng was discussing the aftermath, in the direction of Zhuozi County.

The Japanese 18th Independent Mixed Brigade, which was attacking in support, was being blocked by the Second Detachment and the Northwest Shanxi Military Region Supplementary Regiment.

"idiot!"

Seeing that the troops were unable to break through the Eighth Route Army's blockade despite their attack, the Japanese brigade commander, Major General, was very angry.

"Order the Third Battalion to prepare for the attack, and the artillery units to concentrate all their firepower in support."

"Order the Second Battalion to attack from the left and right flanks. If a frontal breakthrough is not possible, a flanking attack is necessary."

"We must support Lesheng Town and the main force of the Eighth Route Army as quickly as possible."

"Tell the two captains that if they fail to take it this time, they will be subject to military law!" When saying this, the Japanese brigade commander, Major General, sounded very angry, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Hi Yi!"

The Japanese combat staff officer waiting on the side quickly responded and turned around to convey the order.

Just as the Japanese Major General's brigade commander gave the order and the two battalions and artillery units began to make preparations for battle, a battalion commander of the second detachment in charge of command quietly commanded the troops to retreat.

His blocking mission has been completed.

"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, an urgent telegram from Guisui City."

Just when the Japanese were about to launch another attack, a Japanese combat staff officer ran over with a serious expression, holding the telegram he had just translated.

"Nani?"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese Major General Brigade Commander was stunned at first, and then a sense of unease arose in his heart.

He reached out to take the telegram, and after just one glance, his face changed drastically. After he finished reading the contents of the telegram, he couldn't help but curse angrily: "Bage Yalu!"

"Waste! Coward!"

"More than 10,000 people were wiped out in less than an hour. It's a shame, an absolute shame."

That's right, the telegram sent from Guisui City indicated that the gunfire from the direction of Lesheng Town had ceased. One reason was that the Eighth Route Army had retreated after seeing that the situation was hopeless, and the other was that the defenders of Lesheng Town had met with an accident and had been wiped out by the Eighth Route Army.

Given our understanding of the Tubalu, the guess is more inclined towards the second one.

Major General Meichuan, who was devoted to making great achievements and winning the first imperial lieutenant general honor for his Meichuan family, could not accept this fact.

He didn't understand, he really didn't understand. More than 10,000 pigs couldn't be killed in half an hour!

"Sir, brigade commander, are we still going to attack?" Looking at the angry brigade commander, the chief of staff was in a bad mood, but he still asked.

After all, the defenders of Lesheng Town were completely wiped out, so there was no point in going to Lesheng Town again. So attacking the current Eighth Route Army seemed to be just a waste of artillery shells.

"attack!"

"Bageyalu, order the second and third battalions to continue the attack!"

"Since the Eighth Route Army in Lesheng Town can't do anything, we have to achieve some results."

At this point, the anger on the face of Major General Umekawa, the brigade commander, had already materialized.

As a human being, even if you don't listen or ask, you can tell just by looking that Major General Meichuan is an active volcano about to erupt.

"Hi Yi!"

The chief of staff didn't ask any more questions, nor did he want to bring bad luck to this matter. He nodded and turned to convey the order.

Soon, a few minutes later, the attack came again as expected.

The familiar Japanese three-pronged approach: artillery bombing and infantry charge. If that doesn't work, then use artillery bombing and infantry charge again, and finally make a flanking move from both wings.

however!

In the face of this attack, there was no movement on the Eighth Route Army's position.

"Nani?!!!"

The captain of the third battalion who led the frontal attack looked confused. At this time, the troops had approached within 50 meters of the Eighth Route Army's position, but the position was still quiet.

"Something's wrong!"

The Japanese Major Captain felt something was wrong. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him: "Baga, the Tubalu wouldn't run away, would they?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, his expression suddenly changed. He immediately drew the sword from his waist and roared, "Killing Intent!"

The Japanese soldiers no longer made awkward tactical moves. They got up one by one and launched a charge at the fastest speed.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, five meters!

When the troops rushed to the blocking position in one breath, they saw an empty position and no trace of the Eighth Route Army.

"idiot!!!!"

The major captain was so angry when he saw this scene that he almost died.

At the same time, the second battalion, which launched a flanking attack from both sides, also rushed to the position, but also found no trace of the Eighth Route Army.

The second major battalion commander was also there, jumping up and down and cursing wildly, and was also impressed by the empty position.

They had been fighting for quite some time and had launched their attack with the conviction that they would win, but the enemy had already run away?

So, our textbook-like charge just now was like winking at a blind man?

Tired, destroy it, quickly!!!

Just when the Japanese soldiers were getting furious, other Japanese soldiers from the second and third battalions also rushed into the position.

They didn't know that a few hundred meters away, some people were hiding quietly, holding detonators in their arms.

"Captain, I feel like it's almost done!"

A soldier looked at the Japanese soldiers rushing up and cursing angrily, and couldn't help but say.

"Ok!"

The company commander looked at it carefully, nodded, grabbed the walkie-talkie, and said, "Attention, I'll count to three, two, one, and detonate together."

Then, the company commander grabbed the walkie-talkie and counted with malicious intent on his face: "Three, two, one, detonate!!!"

Following the company commander's order, the officers and soldiers who were ambushing in various places and holding detonators pressed the detonators in their arms hard.

"Boom!!!"

"Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, balls of fire rose from the original position. These were the explosive packs, artillery shells and grenades placed by the troops before leaving, as a farewell gift for the Japanese.

Of course, due to the tight time schedule, it is impossible to arrange too much.

"withdraw!"

Watching the successful detonation, the company commander's voice was transmitted to the other engineering teams via the walkie-talkie.

These people, holding the detonators, quickly fled into the surrounding mountains and forests, disappearing into the dark night sky without causing a ripple.

At the same time, the situation in Lesheng Town was also reported to the headquarters of the Mongolian Army.

The entire headquarters fell into a dead silence, followed by the crazy cursing of a group of Japanese soldiers. They did not think much at this time, but just blamed the pseudo-Mongolian army for being too weak and unable to lead them at all.

Soon, the news was also sent to the North China Front Army.

General Terauchi Hisaichi, who was working at his desk, felt his cheeks twitch when he heard the news. He wanted to curse but held himself back.

"Send a telegram to the troops stationed in Mongolia, instructing them to fight according to the predetermined plan and not to allow the Mongolian troops to act alone unless necessary."

After saying this, the Lieutenant General Chief of Staff who came to report was about to leave when General Terauchi Juichi suddenly had an idea in his mind. He blurted out, "Chief of Staff, do you think that the Eighth Route Army was responsible for taking down the Mongolian Army's 3rd Division in half an hour?"

"Why do I feel something is wrong? Does the Eighth Route Army have this ability?" A division, more than ten thousand people, half an hour, all this information came together, and General Terauchi Hisaichi discovered something was wrong.