Chapter 588: Back to the Black Cauldron
"It's your own people!"
"Reinforcements!"
"Yo Xi, Yo Xi, we are saved!"
Taro Harada and his four soldiers all threw down their rifles with ecstatic expressions, and moved away from the pine branches blocking the rudimentary door frames, and saw three lieutenants and two non-commissioned officers standing outside.
Taro Harada looked at these five people very familiarly, all of them were officers of the three major engineering teams.
In Harada Taro's heart, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, thinking about why there were only so many five people here, and the soldiers under them?
"Bastard, you actually put yourself in the house to sleep? It's just that the pigs came and surrounded you idiots, and you won't know it! β
The five lieutenants roared and grabbed their bayonet rifles, rushed over and kicked them one by one, kicking the five Harada Taro to the ground, and then continuing to curse and kick.
The five of Harada Taro didn't dare to resist in the slightest, and curled up on the ground without saying a word, letting the chief vent his anger.
"Yaga! You shit, you shit, all deserve to die! β
Among these five people, Masagawa Tsuji, the highest-ranking engineer lieutenant, suddenly raised the rifle in his hand and stabbed the bayonet into Taro Harada's heart.
"Ahh
Taro Harada let out a terrible scream of pain, and his eyes were full of shock, and he struggled to hook his head upwards and look at his chest.
I saw that the snow bright military thorn pierced deep into his chest, and a large stream of blood was surging along the blood trough of the military thorn, shooting outward.
"I don't deserve death, why did the lieutenant kill me? βββ
Taro Harada, with deep confusion, fell soft and died.
"Ahh
Almost at the same time, the other four Japanese officers drew their swords one after another, stabbing the soldiers who were curled up at their feet.
"Whew, whewβ"
The five people, including Masagawa Tsuji, were all panting, their hearts beating wildly, and their faces were covered with hot sweat from their palms.
"Immediately cut the wires."
With Masagawa Tsuji's low roar with a trill.
"Hey!"
Jun Cao Yida roared in a low voice, knelt on his knees by the telephone pole on the south bank of the Jiujiang River, stretched out the telegraph wire buried in the soil, grabbed the telegraph wire at the tip of the wooden pole, and slashed it with the pliers in his hand.
"Let's go! Take all the food and rifles away, and find a good place; - This boundless land is the territory of the empire from now on, and wherever we die, we will die in our own land! β
Masagawa Tsuji's face was full of distorted fanaticism: "Long live the Emperor!" β
"Long live the Emperor!"
The other four Japanese soldiers were all trembling and roaring.
One mile upstream of the Jiujiang River, a small hillside with deep shrubs.
Wu Junma, the commander of the independent battalion, led two scouts, was stunned by the Japanese army's performance.
Seeing the five Japanese soldiers carrying large bags and small bags, walking along the river and walking here, Wu Junma and the three of them hurriedly pressed their bodies into the barren grass and forest, holding their breath.
The five Japanese soldiers walked to a dense bush in the river bay, threw all the food and rifles they carried on their shoulders on the ground, sang unintelligible Japanese songs in their mouths, and walked empty-handed towards the mountains and forests to the north.
"What nerves do these dogs have? killed his own people, and then carried guns and food so far, but he didn't want them, did he plan to go to Jinzhou hungry? Then you should also go to the post road! β
Wu Junma looked at the confusion on his face and ordered:
"Liu Zhaowei, follow and see what great gods they are going to dance; Fan Tianding, you ran back to report to the battalion commander, saying that five Japanese soldiers had killed these five Japanese soldiers, and then carried the guns and food far away, and lost them again; Heading north into the mountains. β
Not long after the disappearance of these five Japanese soldiers, Wu Junma slipped over with a Webley revolver in his hand, a cat bent on his waist, and jogged all the way over.
He first went to the bushes by the river, and saw rifles, rice bags, and pickle jars scattered inside.
"These guys won't be peace-loving war-weary, let's meet and commit suicide; Is that more than one move to run here, kill someone and then die? β
The more Wu Junma looked, the more he didn't understand, and decided to go to the Japanese guard post to take a look first, and then ask the soldiers to move these things.
Soon he came to this Japanese military guard post.
The wind whined, blowing the pine branches on the top of the simple shed, and the five Japanese soldiers all lay quietly at the door of the shed with their eyes wide open.
His body was dripping with coagulated blood, and it also condensed into a large patch on the frozen ground beneath him.
Already too dead to die.
Wu Junma looked at them for a while, looked at the wide-open eyes, and felt panicked, so he didn't squat down to search their bodies, but moved his steps to look at the telephone pole.
Then, at a glance, Wu Junma saw that the telegraph line at the bottom of the pole was twisted in two.
"This group of cunning dogs is so vicious to their own people, and they also want to set up blame;"
Wu Junma scolded angrily: "It's really shameless to die!" β
Luo Minglei and Huang Bojie, who got the news, arrived here when they arrived at it, it was already dark.
Afraid that the torches would attract the attention of the Japanese sentries in the south, they simply ran here in the dark, blocked the south side with pine branches, and lit a small torch.
Liu Zhaowei also brought back information that the five Japanese soldiers committed suicide by poisoning in a valley, and when they heard the news, the truth of the truth was suddenly clear.
"These Japanese soldiers are really enough-"
Luo Minglei couldn't find the right words to describe it for a while, and decisively ordered: "We can't carry this black pot for Youpeng in Shanxian County, and immediately connect their telegraph wire!" β
That night, no gunfire could be heard from the north, no five Japanese soldiers showed up, and no telegram was received.
Similarly, the Earl of the Oriental Empire, the commander of the First Army, and the general of Yama Prefecture Aritomo, was also in passion, anger, and grief, and he couldn't sleep all night.
This matter, now, is a dead end.
It is not possible to take the initiative to send a telegram to detect whether the line is smooth.
Because if there is an echo, it is an unimaginable thing, indicating that the five officers defected as cowards.
If there is no response and the line is broken, it is reasonable to send sappers to repair it.
In the same way, troops cannot be sent to the Jiujiang River guard post to check.
"If there is no telegraph movement on the first day of tomorrow, the day after tomorrow will begin to arrange an attack, and on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the general attack on Shanhaiguan!"
Before forcing himself to fall asleep, Shan County Youpeng made his final determination to himself viciously.
The sky was white, and the sixth day of the Lunar New Year in 1895, February 2 of the Western calendar, finally arrived.
The military headquarters of the First Army of Madian.
Although he had insomnia last night, Yama County Youpeng, as a standard soldier, opened his eyes while waking up loudly.
Run, wash, eat breakfast.
Then he went to the war room and explained some things to a group of staff officers, and began to inspect the departments.
Yama County Youpeng first went to the position of the frontier Yamaguchi Suchen, two consecutive battles, the third brigade was seriously reduced, the original more than 7,500 infantry, now only 5,000 soldiers remain.
Then, he inspected three artillery wings, the military commissary, the headquarters of the 3rd and 5th divisions, and visited the wounded in the field hospital.
After a big turn like this, a friend from Yamayama County came to the engineer camp of the military department and learned that the head of the first army engineer Yabuki Shuichi had gone to the telegraph office of the military department early in the morning.