(507) to lure the snake to move again
When Lieutenant General Ogisu learned of the disastrous defeat of the counteroffensive, he was shocked and worried, and he drank whiskey again - when Hiroichi Yamazawa, a staff officer of the Siberian Garrison Headquarters, came to the headquarters of the 6th Army Corps, the staff of the headquarters were so anxious that they could not do anything. Yamazawa Hiroichi advocated forming a death squad to rescue the besieged commander of the Komatsubara. But because the commander was drowning his sorrows, no one dared to go in, so Yamazawa said that he would try it.
When Yamazawa Hirokazu entered the commander's tent, Ogisu was already drunk and hazy. When Yamazawa Hiroichi proposed to send troops to rescue Lieutenant General Komatsubara, Ogisu said, "Yamazawa-kun, did I force Komatsubaraa to death?" Now, what can I do? With that, he drank a large glass of whiskey. When Yamasawa Hong heard this, he couldn't help but be furious, and said sharply: "As the commander of the whole army, do you want to tell the division commander to die?" The commander of the Komatsubara-Rada Division lost thousands of soldiers and was going to pay for it with his death, you should know. As a military commander, you should think of ways to rescue your subordinates, this is the commander's moral responsibility! You can't die without help! β
Under the persuasion of his subordinates, the commander of the Ogishu Rishu Army finally gave an order to Lieutenant General Komatsubara: "Your officer must overcome all difficulties and immediately break through and return." β
After receiving the order, Lieutenant General Komatsubara led the remnants of the 23rd Division Headquarters to defeat the generals, fought desperately for two days and two nights, and luckily broke out of the encirclement, and when he came to the headquarters of the 6th Army, there were only 400 scarred survivors left in the whole division.
From the launch of the offensive by the squadron on December 20 to the failure of the Japanese 6th Army Corps counteroffensive on December 30, the Japanese army lost 58,000 people in 10 days, and the corpses were piled up in the grasslands and sand dunes, emitting a foul smell. The combat effectiveness of the 28th Division was completely exhausted, and the rest of the combat units also lost more than half. This was the first time since the Russo-Japanese War that the Japanese Army suffered such a heavy defeat. In the previous defeat, every time the Japanese army was defeated, the loss of soldiers in a single battle did not exceed 10,000 people, and in the Battle of Sangye River, the 23rd Division alone has dispatched 15,975 soldiers and lost 14,250 soldiers since June 20, accounting for more than 90% of the total soldiers! If you count from the beginning of the battle on the Sangye River on July 14, the Japanese army has lost more than 155,000 casualties.
The Japanese army was completely defeated in the Sanye River War, but the Siberian garrison still had to "beat the swollen mouth and fill the fat man" and threatened to fight a revenge war, so as to avenge the greatest humiliation in the history of the Japanese army. On 16 December, Prince Zaihito, the chief of the Japanese General of Staff, personally issued an order to the Siberian Garrison Command to "strike the war."
At this time, the German army had occupied almost all of Europe, and the Soviet Union began to gather a large number of troops on the front of China's border. Therefore, in this case, the war on both sides of the Mulberry River gradually subsided. The Chinese and Japanese armies were largely in a state of truce, although sporadic fighting continued to occur.
After the end of the Sangye River War, more than 70 squadron generals including Zhong Liwei were awarded the title of Chinese heroes.
In this war, Zhong Liwei showed a deep understanding of the art of command, courage, and perseverance, and was well-deserved to be awarded the title of hero, and Wu Peifu decided to summon Zhong Liwei. This is the first time Zhong Liwei has been invited to the Grand Presidential Palace in Jurentang, Zhongnanhai, and he is very excited. He had a premonition that this meeting would be a turning point in his life, because he had shown the Chinese military and national prestige, and he deserved the honor of meeting with the supreme leader.
In Wu Peifu's office, Yang Shuoming, Zhang Xiaozhun, Cai Yi and others accompanied the meeting, and they talked over tea. The 44-year-old Zhong Liwei gushed about the squadron's combat with the Japanese army and answered their frequent questions.
After the battle at the Mulberry River came to an end, the Japanese Army organized a "Committee for the Study of the Mulberry River Incident" in January 1943 to study future tactics against China and train troops. The units that had directly fought with the squadron on the battlefield all unanimously reported that the squadron had fierce firepower. They said that the Japanese army "ran towards the enemy as if they were coaching on a training ground, and immediately came under heavy fire from the squadrons" and that the Chinese had a high hit rate. The artillery shells fired by the squadron from the platform on the west bank of the Sangye River were not only accurate, but also like a downpour. After two months of study, the commission came to the conclusion that: ...,
(1) Because the Japanese Army did not have the experience of large-scale combat in World War I, it gradually lost its correct understanding of firearms, and the squadron's style of play was biased towards material equipment.
(2) The squadron has a strong logistical support capacity. The squadron was able to brilliantly complete the logistical supply work of the large corps operation in an open area 750 kilometers away from the end of the main railway line. It can be seen from this that the squadron has always regarded ensuring logistical supplies as an important factor in defeating the enemy. However, in the Japanese Army, the tendency to despise logistics was serious. Therefore, in the face of the huge logistical supply capacity of the squadron, the Japanese army could only be dumbfounded.
(3) The combat effectiveness of the squadron is very strong. In the past squadrons, it was the active duty officers who led the troops forward, and the more these officers in the unit, the stronger its combat effectiveness. In the current squadron, the commander stands at the head of the unit and plays the role of a locomotive. In the Mulberry River incident, almost all of the front-line commanders who fought bravely and stood up were the front-line commanders. They set an example and led their officers and men to fight, preferring to die rather than give in. However, in the "Outline of the Law of Warfare Against China" of the Japanese army, there is no mention of the correlation between the number of commanders and the fighting spirit of the troops. It should be said that in the squadron, the more grassroots commanders directly participate in the battle on the front line, the stronger the combat effectiveness, which is a characteristic of the squadron.
(4) The squadron will still insist on fighting when the enemy is flanked. The squadrons of the First World War, which were attacked by the Japanese from the flanks or rear, began to retreat immediately in most cases. This tendency can also be seen in the world's leading teams during the First World War. Based on many similar examples, the Japanese Army believed that the reaction of the squadron to the enemy on the flank was allergic.
In fact, this perception is wrong. In the Battle of the Sangye River, the 23rd Division of the Japanese Army launched a counteroffensive after entering the west bank of the Sangye River in order to strike at the left rear of the squadron on the east bank of the Sangye River. The squadron not only did not retreat, but counterattacked more violently. At the same time, in the area on the east bank of the Sangye River, although the Japanese 23rd Division and the 1st Tank Division launched a night battle against a large area of the stronghold of the squadron, captured a number of strongholds, and fought all the way to the hinterland of the position, the soldiers of the squadron who remained in the front stronghold did not retreat and continued to resist stubbornly. It seems that this is the outstanding feature of the squadron that distinguishes it from the Japanese army. This may be due to the lack of fighting spirit on the part of most of the commanders of the Japanese army, and the squadron commander will never retreat as long as there is no order from his superiors.
(5) The squadron advocates a strong offensive spirit and a brave and resolute fighting style. However, it differs from the Japanese Army in that the squadron regards the effective use of weapons as the basic principle of warfare in any case. The most typical of these is the coordinated operation of artillery, tanks and aircraft. The strength of this coordinated operation of the squadron is really amazing, and it makes people feel like a heavy roller breaking through everything and moving forward with a rumbling sound.
The Mulberry River War was the earliest large-scale modern war in Asian history, and both the victors and losers learned their due lessons from this war.
Yang Mingyun drove a special "lark" car out of the headquarters and headed for the commercial building area in the east of Xinqiao. According to the results of the investigation by the Archives Division of the headquarters, Xu Chunming, the de facto owner of the Baishan building in Xinqiao, is the incumbent general manager of the Eastern Business District.
The owner is Xu Chunming, but it is called Baishan Building, this is because Xu Chunming let his uncle Xu Baishan be the name of the building in order to evade taxes.
Yang Mingjun also learned that Xu Baishan is now being called by the police to the Baishan building for questioning. Xu Chunming sat in the Eastern Commercial Affairs and listened to the report of the secretary who was traveling with Xu Baishan by phone. On that day, most of the employees of the companies that had set up offices in the Baishan building, as well as several police officers who had received a call from the police, were taken to the hospital for emergency treatment because they were close to the room of the Yongbao News Agency, and they were inhaled poison gas and died. β¦,
On the way to the eastern business district, Yang Mingyun hung up a direct phone to Liu Yunshan from a public phone, but no one answered. Maybe it's past five o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone is leaving work.
The shabby building in the eastern business district of Xinqiao is really flattering, and no one stepped forward to stop Yang Mingyun when he entered. Yang Mingyun went straight to the door of the general manager's office on the second floor.
It was Xu Chunming himself who came to open the door. This person is bald and short, and I saw his reading glasses on the tip of his nose, staring at Yang Mingyun with the upper part of his eyeballs.
Yang Mingyun closed the door casually after entering the house, and then built a fortification with a table behind the door. It took an hour to interrogate Xu Chunming, but he insisted: "I really don't know the inside story of Yongbao News Agency." I would have handed over that building to Xu Baishan and my cousin a long time ago...... All I do is collect the rent. β
Yang Mingyun later used a hunting knife to cut the skin on his chest, but he still insisted that he didn't know. Yang Mingyun pulled out a pistol and stuffed it into Xu Chunming's mouth, pulled up the hammer, and was so frightened that Xu Chunming was so frightened that he was incontinent and wet his pants and fainted.
Yang Mingyun woke Xu Chunming up and ordered him to open the safe, find out the contract signed with the Yongbao News Agency, and find out that the address of the representative of the Yongbao News Agency was the Hildavia apartment in the Elephant Valley.
Xu Chunming was shot in the neck and fainted. Yang Mingyun used a hunting knife to cut the leather surface of the sofa into long strips, connected them into ropes, and then used this rope to slide from the window to the ground. He used the corner of his eye to monitor the stunned pedestrians on the road, and after a while, Yang Mingyun disappeared into an alley. Dozens of minutes later, Yang Mingjun walked into the seven-story Hildavia apartment in the golden district of Xianggu.
In the manager's room, the guard in the corner of the room looked at Yang Mingyun viciously. The manager in his fifties scratched his scalp: "Mr. Xu Baishan, is this your name?" β
"That's right, it's called Xu Baishan."
"Hmmβthere's no such person. What do you do? Is it a private detective? β
Yang Mingyun hurriedly handed over two fifty yuan bills: "There is no such person?" Didn't it three years ago? Help, could you please check the record. The guard immediately became attentive as soon as he accepted the banknote.
After checking it out, Yang Yunming only learned that Xu Baishan had lived in this apartment for about a week when he rented the Baishan building, and then gave up the one-month rent he had paid in advance and moved out. I didn't know exactly where he was moving.
As night falls, the streets are lit up with colorful neon lights. Yang Mingyun drove towards Xiyuan.
The place where Mr. Liu was asked to meet again in the evening was the "Ai Yue Xuan" bar, which was located in a building behind the "Three Willows" slope house in Beijing's Xiyuan, where Mr. Liu was a regular customer. Yang Mingjun has also visited a few times.
It is estimated that Liu Yunshan will not come tonight, but there will definitely be assassins. Yang Mingyun put the car behind the parking building, and with the determination to be a meat target again, he pushed open the door of the "Aiyuexuan" bar.
Greeted by the smile of the familiar proprietress, Yang Mingyun came to the corner of the counter and sat down. By this time, two-thirds of the seats in the store were already occupied. Yang Mingyun looked around, wanting to finally confirm whether Liu Yunshan was here, and saw the proprietress bring a bewitching, young and beautiful girl.
The girl's nose was slightly upturned, her lips were sensual, and her long eyelashes were slightly blue like a pool of clear water; Her long chestnut hair was draped down to cover her left eye. Her figure is also by no means impeccable, although not too tall, but very well-proportioned, and looks slender and slender; The plump breasts seem to want to tear the white sweater; In particular, the thighs exposed under the miniskirt are not only beautiful, but also white and smooth, which can make people think about what is wrong.
"Let me introduce you," said the proprietress with a smile, "this is Miss Zhilan, who only came into the store a week ago to help, you have to treat her well." ββ¦,
"My name is Song Zhilan, welcome." The girl smiled sweetly and gently tilted her head.
The proprietress was busy greeting other guests. "Alright, sit down, miss." Yang Mingjun pointed to the tall round stool beside him with his chin.
Song Zhilan sat down as instructed. Even with her thighs bent, there was no slack in her abdomen. Yang Mingyun looked at Song Zhilan and asked, "What do you drink?" β
"I want a brandy, okay?" Song Zhilan muttered, and Yang Mingyun immediately instructed the bartender to make it for Song Zhilan, and asked herself for a glass of whiskey with ice.
"I heard the proprietress just now, your surname is Yang?"
"Yes, Mu Yiyang."
"Then you might be a relative of FBI Director Young, right? You're not going to take me like a chicken, are you? The girl laughed.
"I'm going to take you away tonight." Yang Mingyun's right hand was drawn into the shape of an eagle's claw, and he pretended to grab Song Zhilan.
"Oh my God! Scared the hell out of me. Song Zhilan leaned back exaggeratedly, causing the shrugging breasts in the sweater to tremble.
At this moment, a man in his mid-fifties stepped out of the toilet. I saw him drinking and his face was flushed, and he staggered to the two of them, sat on the stool next to Song Zhilan with a smile, and put one hand around Song Zhilan's shoulder, "When did you come to this store?" This proprietress is really not like words, and she doesn't introduce me to it. Uh, what's your name? β
Song Zhilan smiled ambiguously, and the proprietress rushed to relieve the siege when she saw this, "Oh, Mr. Wang!" You're really. Everyone is in a hurry. With that, he grabbed him by the wrist and dragged the floor to a table inside.
Yang Mingyun took the wine glass handed by the bartender, and casually touched the glass with Song Zhilan, but his ears were listening carefully, and from the noisy voice, he vaguely heard the man named Mr. Wang just now saying, "When did that girl come to the store?" I was here yesterday and the day before yesterday, so why did I see it for the first time today? β
I also heard the voice of the proprietress say: "Oh, yes? The child's name is Song Zhilan. She came out temporarily to earn a few pocket money, and she has been in the store for several days. It's only a few hours a day, so I must have missed it with Mr. Wang. β
Yang Mingyun listened here, but his face silently picked up the wine glass, looking into Song Zhilan's eyes, "Cheers for the beautiful young lady!" With that, he drank the whiskey dry. Then I called the bartender for a drink.
"You're really comfortable." Song Zhilan drank one-third of the brandy cocktail in one gulp, Yang Mingyun raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was now half past seven.
"You're busy, aren't you?"
"No, let's stop sitting at the counter and move to the table, how about we?"
"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll go talk to the proprietress for a while." Song Zhilan stood up.
"Tell the boss to rely on the table inside." Yang Mingyun admonished, and his eyes followed the buttocks of the departing Song Zhilan. I saw Song Zhilan's bee-like soft slender waist, and her plump buttocks writhing sexily with the movement of her feet.
Yang Mingyun drank the second glass of whiskey, then went into the toilet, got into the toilet, plugged the door from the inside, and after a soak of urine, he pulled the black belt out of the waistband of his pants.
Yang Mingjun placed the belt buckle on the palm of his left hand and opened the hunting knife with his right hand. Looking up at the ceiling, there was no such thing as a surveillance hole. He then used his hunting knife to pry open the buckle to separate it from the buckle, at which point several small, flat capsules of antidote rolled out from the inside of the open buckle and landed on the palm of his hand. Capsules are divided into several colors according to several major toxicities. Yang Mingjun stuffed the capsules into the breast pocket of the dark tracksuit. Attach the belt as it is. Then he will take the "White Python" pistol from his left armpit along with the shoulder guff, lift the right trouser leg, tie the holster to the calf with a suspender, and transfer the ammunition bag to the pocket of the left foot.