Chapter 893: War-Years
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War is shime?! War is not the wind and snow in film and television dramas, nor is it the love and love of young masters and young ladies. It's not romantic, it's not cute. It's a life-and-death contest filled with blood, fighting, and the smell of rust.
The battlefield is not beautiful, and anyone who sees it is zhidào. It's cruel, it's violent. There are only two kinds of people there, the living and the dead. There are only two sides there, the winning side and the losing side.
The victor will cry. Because on the battlefield, there are their robed brothers. Maybe everyone just had breakfast this morning, but after the battle is over, you can only see the shattered body of the robe you who talked and laughed with you this morning. Even...... There is shihou, you can't find his body.
On the battlefield, death is not the most terrible. The most terrible thing is the "disappearance". Missing, it means that this robe brother of yours is very kěnéng, and there are no bones left.
Heavy machine gun bullets and large-caliber shells under the hot weapon can destroy a man who has spent more than ten or twenty years bringing up his parents with and urine and hard work, and is destroyed in an instant.
They even kěnéng even have a name méiyou way to stay.
This is war. It's not the kind of film and television drama that drives a modern motorcycle that seems to be traversal, wears a pair of sunglasses and pulls off the cannon, and the canopy disappears while talking and laughing.
That's human imagination. It was an adaptation of a film and television drama. A real war is deadly. Shattered corpses that had been blown up, shattered entrails stained with dirt and blood.
Mutilated corpses, broken guns, flying shrapnel...... and so on filled the tunnels, and the smoky fortifications. Crowds of people wailing everywhere. This is the battlefield.
The Dragon Rope Ancestor is now in such a battlefield. The battle between the 52nd Division and the Japanese army, Yijing was preliminarily ended. The two sides coincidentally wiped Shihou in the dark and stopped the attack.
The Japanese méiyou tried again to regain their position. And the 52nd Division also breathlessly stopped the attack on the Japanese positions in the rear. But both sides are shidào, and everyone is gasping.
are all waiting for the next opportunity to attack. Maybe the next time the two sides start fighting again, Shihou will have a winner and loser.
In this battle, the whole division fought a total of 18,000 men from three regiments and seven battalions. 3,425 were killed, 7,530 were seriously and lightly wounded, and 8 tanks were ......"
The chief of staff was reporting the battle situation to the Dragon Rope Ancestor. The 52nd Division Yijing took two positions of the Japanese army, but the third line was given to the supporting Annan National Army and the entire Japanese army to take it back.
Long Rope Ancestor's hand holding the cigarette trembled uncontrollably, and more than 3,000 people were wiped out after a battle. There were also more than 7,000 fighters who were sent down with minor and serious injuries.
"Sacrificed warriors...... Burned into ashes. Send it back and bury it in the martyrs' cemetery of our Southwest Military Region......" Long Rope Ancestor said in a trembling voice: "Register your name and report the battle to the general headquarters......"
Since Long Shenzu joined the army, this was the most tragic battle he had ever fought. A regimental commander of the 52nd Division was killed on the spot. Two regiment commanders were seriously wounded. More than half of the battalion and company commanders were lost, and the remaining half were seriously wounded.
The 52nd Division, which had just been replenished, was once again disabled.
"Of the two divisions of the Annam National Army, one was scattered on the battlefield, and the other suffered more than half of the casualties. Three wings of our division. Two wing captains were killed. A seriously injured person is in emergency ......"
"Of the three wings that supported, there were less than 100 people left in the Kusano Wing who could continue to fight, and more than half of the other wing suffered casualties...... Group Commander and Squadron Leader, two-thirds casualties ......"
"According to the final statistics, our unit suffered more than 2,100 casualties and more than 3,600 wounded...... A division of the Nationalist Army in Annam was wiped out, causing more than half of the first division to be lost. The Annam National Army suffered a total of more than 12,000 losses...... Most of them were battlefield routs......"
The dragon rope ancestor was listening to the report of Shihou, and the Japanese 28th Army was killed, and Sakurai was also listening to the battle report. Each number was read out, and Sakurai's face twitched once.
"Red Okanoro!! Why is there such a big loss?! Sakurai snarled, and this battle base put all his family inside.
Two wings, two divisions of the Annam National Army. Yijing has almost all the fighting power under the three commands of Sakurai Province. On top of that, Ziji's position was still occupied in two lanes.
Fortunately, the Japanese army still grabbed back the third position. Although the casualties caused by this were not small, the good position was still in the hands of the Japanese army, and Sakurai could at least explain it when the military department pursued it.
"Call the Southern Army Headquarters and make a report on the battle situation here......" Sakurai waved his hand to Ziji's chief of staff tiredly, this sudden battle almost made him emaciated.
The positions that had been laid out were shattered under the onslaught of the Wehrmacht. Originally, in Sakurai's plan, the Wehrmacht would not launch such a frantic offensive.
With such a hard blow as Bijing, the losses of the Wehrmacht itself will also be very large. Besides, the position of Ziji was not so important that the Wehrmacht had to storm it.
Smart commanders will choose to grind and rub slowly with a strong firepower advantage.
"Although we have suffered great losses, the attacking Southwestern Military Region is also much better." Major General Hiroo Iwabe, chief of staff of the 28th Army, said fiercely: "They suffered at least 10,000 casualties before they took the position. I believe that even if they take their positions, they will not be able to attack again for the time being. ”
They are all old people who have fought in the war, and the observation of the rockside yijingtongguo roughly guessed the strength of the Wehrmacht.
"But we can't fight back, are we?!" Sakurai said with a wry smile: "The heavy artillery units of the Wehrmacht are still there, although their ground forces have suffered great losses, our heavy artillery units have also been destroyed......"
"With the support of Méiyou's heavy firepower, we only have one division and one wing of the Annam National Army left, do you think we can launch a counterattack against the Wehrmacht?!"
Iwaban was silent, and he was telling the truth from his own commander. The Wehrmacht was unable to launch another strong attack, but the Japanese were also unable to recapture the positions occupied by the other side.
In the eyes of the 28th Army, this battle was somewhat inexplicable. The casualties were devastating. The artillery of the Japanese army was gone. A wing is simply scrapped. The other wing suffered more than half of the casualties.
The three divisions of the Anna National Army, which were used as support units, directly abolished two of them. In terms of losses, the losses of the Japanese army were indeed much greater than those of the Wehrmacht.
“…… Muzhou air battle. More than 80 Wehrmacht warplanes were shot down by our unit. However, due to the defect of our elite pilots, the freshmen of the aviation school lost more than 90 fighters because they had experienced such high-intensity operations......"
At this time, Sugiyama Motoya was also listening to the battle report of the Army Air Corps in Ziji's headquarters. Sugiyama Gen is not a recruit company, so he naturally has a lot of water in these battle reports of the army aviation unit.
Bijing They are all fighting in the sky, who will count how many fighters have been shot down?! It's not like they're up to the talk. In order to fight for more resources and more fighters, they will definitely falsely report some of the results.
And war damage. But it's really impossible to hide it. And if you conceal it, you will be found out in three or two clicks.
As soon as the army aviation unit finished reporting, a telegraph soldier handed over the battle report of the 28th Army of Muzhou Sakurai Province 3. Sugiyama Moto's face was as gloomy as he looked at this battle report. For a long time, a word was méiyou.
Sakurai didn't speak, and none of the Japanese generals present dared to squeak.
"Red Okanoro!! How the hell did you fight this battle?! The loss for shime will be so big?! Sugiyama couldn't hold back any longer, and roared at the generals present.
"You told me that as long as the Air Force withstood the ground forces, it would be fine. But now?! The 28th Army was almost completely empty! How do you explain this?! ”
Look at me, people. I see you still don't say a word. And Sugiyama Gen was still venting in the conference room. The loss this time is simply too great.
But this is not the reason why Sugiyama Motofènnu is fènnu, a large part of the reason why he fènnu is that the weapons and tactical assistance he asked for are all ready. But what you can get is still such a result!
In this sense, Sugiyama is not so much fènnu as it is using fènnu to disguise Ziji's fears. He was really scared. The power that Ziji relies on the most, Méiyou, plays its due power.
Under the strong attack of the Wehrmacht, the Japanese army paid huge losses in this battle. Even this loss, Yijing exceeded the losses of the Japanese army in the attack on Shihou in India.
The heaviest were the losses on the part of the army aviation. The newly imported Japanese army's latest Type 1 and Type 2 fighters lost more than 90 planes in this battle. And the first batch of Triplicate II fighters came over. It's just about 400 planes.
At this time, nearly a hundred planes were lost in Muzhou, so how could Sugiyama Gen not be afraid of fènnu?! Fight like this. How long did the Japanese nénggou hold out?! And how big is the loss?!
Sugiyama Motoru Guo is still not zhidào, and the troops sent by the National Defense Force are only one military region of the Southwest Military Region, so if he, the commander of the Southern Army, is in vain.
Of course, he also received the news that the Wehrmacht was sending the South China Military Region to prepare for the battlefield. At the same time, there were also a large number of Wehrmacht Air Force fighters.
"Let the navy's troops be dispatched tomorrow to assist us in defending Muzhou!" Sugiyama Yuan gritted his teeth and said: "Their navy has lost tens of thousands of warriors of our army in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, nàme they should fill this hole for us!" ”
At the same time, the battle report of the 52nd Division was also transmitted to the General Headquarters of the National Defense Forces in the imperial capital. Looking at the losses on the battle report, Tu Mengben couldn't help but sigh deeply.
He understands the choices and practices of the Dragon Rope Ancestor. There's nothing wrong with that. Ruguo doesn't teach the Japanese a lesson, these miscellaneous people will act arbitrarily and unscrupulously.
These things, only when they are beaten to death, hurt when they are beaten, and afraid of beating, will they be careful not to offend your scales.
But the losses in this battle are indeed too great. An entire division of troops was almost completely wiped out. The rest, excluding artillery, are not even two thousand.
With the assistance of artillery, it was more than enough to hold the position. But to launch another attack on the Japanese army would be difficult.
"Send a commendation telegram to the Southwest Military District! The battle report was announced, and the whole army was commended. Su Zongzhe gave Ziji's suggestion, and the 52nd Division of BIJING won the battle this time. Two positions of the Japanese army were also occupied.
And according to post-war statistics, they killed at least 2,000 Japanese soldiers. More than 5,000 people were killed by the Annam National Army. In the end, this can be pushed into a big win.
"Uncle Qiliu. Just do what you want......" Tu Mengben rubbed Ziji's brows and said in a deep voice: "Let De Lingong step up preparations and go to Annan as soon as possible." ”
"We still have too few troops in Annam. If Ruguo attacks in a large area, this is a big loss. It is necessary to have all the troops...... In terms of the Air Force, let Uncle Chen step up the transition. I don't think the Japanese will give up......"
After Su Zongzhe recorded Tu Menghu's words, he sighed and said, "The losses of the air force this time are not small. Gao Zhihang replied to the battle report, we have 50 fighters shot down by the Japanese army. But the downed Japanese fighters, there were about ninety zuoyou. ”
Sugiyama Moto's guess was right, the Japanese army and the air force did exaggerate the results of the battle. The real losses of the Wehrmacht, fifty-two Tiger Shark fighters. But Motoya Sugiyama méiyou thought. The Wehrmacht will truthfully report the results of the battle against Ziji.
"Let them hold on for a few more days, as long as our fighter Nénggou arrives in transition, at least Nénggou and the Japanese are on par!" Tu Menghu's eyes flashed, and he said, "Report the battle situation of the air force this time to Chief Engineer Jia." I ask them to develop a new fighter as soon as possible. ”
"The Japanese are improving, and we can't be left behind. The only result of falling behind is to be beaten! Tu Menghu pointed his finger on the table and said, "At the end of this month." I'm going to Annam myself! ”
"Commander! Don't ......" Su Zongzhen was shocked. The son of a daughter can't sit down! If there is a mistake on the front line, it will be a fatal blow to the entire Wehrmacht.
"Uncle Qiliu, I have to go to this situation!" Tu Menghu said very resolutely: "Now the soldiers of the Southwest Military Region are fighting to the death with the Japanese, and I am in a hurry here, so it is better to go to the front line to have a look." Feel relieved! As a zhidàoziji, I will not easily put myself in danger. ”
"My most important purpose in this past is to cheer up the soldiers of the Southwest Military Region and the South China Military Region!" Tu Menghu smiled and said, "Let them zhidào, they are also the descendants of our National Defense Force." Their victory, I will still cheer for them! ”
looked at Tu Mengben's eyes. Su Zongzhen sighed. He, the commander-in-chief, had made up his mind, and he couldn't admonish it. Before Ruguo was not Princess Federica Méiyou pregnant. The commander-in-chief had already gone to the battlefield.
At that time, Tu Menghu took into account the feelings of the cannon master. The old traditional style of the cannon master is to be relieved to see that the Ziji family has an heir.
The son wants to fight hard with the Japanese, and the gun master does not object and even supports it. But you can't cut off my butcher's incense! If you want to go, you have to have a wife and a baby to go.
Now that Federica is pregnant, Tu Mengben is finally relieved.
"I'm going to go! You eight calves go shime?! "Su Zongzhen has nothing to say, but Master Pao has something to say. Pao Ye was going to come to the headquarters to find his son to go home for dinner, but when he arrived at the door, he heard such a news.
The cannon master, who was hot when he came to the temperament, went crazy on the spot.
"Your kid's task now is to accompany your wife, and people give you a baby, your kid goes out and works hard with others?! It's called a shime thing?! Accompany your daughter-in-law, you will deal with those sons! ”
Pao Ye glanced at his son and snorted coldly: "Besides, why are you just thinking that girl is pregnant with a kid?!" If it's a girl, our butcher's incense will be cut off like this?! You and I, father and son, don't have the face to see the ancestors of our slaughter family when they die! ”
The third artillery is really angry this time, and he usually cares about his son, the face of the commander-in-chief of the Wehrmacht, and he will never reprimand him in front of people. But this time, his son really made him angry.
"Aren't you going to help the guy who ran away from us?! I'll go there myself, I don't believe they can jump anywhere! Master Pao snorted coldly, and Tu Menghu had nothing to say.
Can he say shime?! His father's temperament is more qingchu than anyone else, and he has made up his mind that he can resign directly and run away. You can't prevent it.
Besides, there are many people in the entire Wehrmacht who accept his favors, and the identity of the famous and commander-in-chief of the Wehrmacht who has not tasted defeat is really méiyou, and the people dare not bird him after he takes off his military uniform.
"Meng Ben, I think what your father said makes sense! Mu Ning is not pregnant with a son or a daughter now, what should you do if you really give birth to a girl?! There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great! If something happens to the Tu family, where will you have the face to see your ancestors in the future?! ”
Su Zongzhe actually didn't want Tu Menghu to go to the battlefield from the bottom of his heart. The bullets on the battlefield are not long-sighted, regardless of whether you are a commander or a small soldier. After a while, it was all one result.
Tu Mengben opened his mouth, wanting to say something shime. But when he looked up, what he saw was the white spots on the two temples of the cannon master. At the moment, he couldn't help but be gloomy.
How long has it been since ziji came to this era of war and chaos?! From 1927 to the present, it has been more than ten years. The old man of his own family is a little old after all.
Although the cannon master is still three catties of meat for a meal, the eighty catties of test stones at home fly up and down briskly. Even the special 90-pound Daguan knife nénggou danced with tiger and tiger, and the big gun nénggou shook open and turned out the spear flower......
But Pao Ye Bijing is getting old...... Even if he was once a proud cannon in the northeast mountains and forests, he was proud of the heroes. But he is old after all, and the carving knife of the years has left traces on him after all.
Famous generals, heroes have been the same since ancient times. Even if the power is monstrous and the arrogance is dry, who can escape the white-headed realm in the world?! Old, old. Zeng Xiaoao, the tiger in the northeast mountains and forests, still has shime thoughts in his heart?!
It's just a continuation of the bloodline of ziji, so that zijinénggou has a grandson worthy of the ancestors...... To be continued)