Chapter 367 Slap the swollen face and fill the fat man

From the point of view of the soldiers, the courage of the Japanese soldiers is commendable, but courage cannot replace steel, as the split sub-munitions exploded at low altitude, countless irregularly shaped steel balls slammed into the ground with the impact of the explosion.

"Hún egg, everyone get down, get down!"

The captain of the team anxiously ordered the soldiers around him to find cover, but he forgot that this weapon that burst from the air was different from ordinary aerial bombs. The larger the area on the ground, the greater the chance of being shot, and in the Japanese army's habit of lying down, the fragile bodies of countless Japanese soldiers were pierced by the thin steel balls.

"Boom"

A submunition exploded right above one of the squadrons that had just launched the attack, leaving behind only a large area of yellow and motionless corpses.

One after another sub-munitions continued to fall from the air, and watching the soldiers of a wing be enveloped in the rain of dead bullets, Lieutenant General Yoshitomi Tamura, commander of the 149th Division, who was watching the battle from behind, was heartbroken.

"Baga, these damn Shina planes, damn devil bombs." Lieutenant General Yoshitomi Tamura knew that the 212th Wing that had just been thrown in was finished, "I can't continue to attack like this, my 149th Division will be finished if it continues like this, and I order the 212th Wing to withdraw immediately, and we can't attack like this anymore!" ”

Tamura Yoshitomi shouted at the herald next to him, "Order all the troops to withdraw immediately, do you understand?" Immediately! ”

"Hey!" Seeing the murderous gaze of the division commander, the herald was so frightened that he immediately ran out.

The desolate retreating trumpets floated on the battlefield, as if telling of endless desolation and sorrow.

When the 212th Wing withdrew to the starting position, looking at the captain of the 212th Wing, who was covered in blood and grief, Tamura Yoshitomi only felt a nameless anger rushing through Xiōng's mouth.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, what kind of battle are we fighting! My 212 Wing is over, it's all over! The captain of the 212 wing cried and knelt in front of Tamura Yoshitomi, "Our wing has almost been wiped out before it even has time to attack!" Of the more than 4,000 people, less than one brigade of more than 600 people came back, why is this? ”

"My wing is gone, what's the point of my life, in that case, let's go and serve the emperor together!" After the captain of the 212th Wing muttered, he pulled out his command knife and stabbed it into his abdomen.

"Poof!" With a soft sound, the captain of the 212th Wing fell in front of Yoshitomi Tamura, and since he had not died immediately, he rolled on the ground in pain in front of Yoshitomi Tamura.

Yoshitomi Tamura looked at the co-captain who was rolling in front of him, and he painfully pulled out his Southern Type 14 pistol, and aimed his trembling hand at the heart of his subordinates who had been with him for many years.

"Bump" A dull gunshot sounded, and the eight-millimeter pistol bullet quickly drilled into the opponent's heart, and the captain of the 212th Wing let out a few moans of "hoho" in his throat, and the two tuǐ ended his life with a weak kick.

At this time, a communications staff officer ran in out of breath: "Your Excellency the commander of the reporting division, Your Excellency the Chief of Staff Tojo has sent a telegram asking about the speed of our attack and ordering us to capture the first line of positions of the Shina people today, otherwise"

Before the communications staff officer could say anything, he saw the corpse lying in a pool of blood and was immediately stunned.

Tamura Yoshitomi slowly put away his pistol, glared at the staff officer coldly and said, "Otherwise, what, otherwise you will have to engage in military law, right?" What else would this senior Tojo do besides pointing fingers at the headquarters? In just three days, two of my three wing commanders have been killed, and more than 8,000 soldiers have been killed, and what does he want from me! You go and tell Senior Tojo that if he wants me to continue the attack, then let him come here himself, and I will accompany him in a decisive charge. ”

After finishing speaking, Yoshitomi Tamura walked into his lounge without looking back.

On the land of more than 200 kilometers from Zhangwu to Tongliao, there were constantly Stuka planes diving, pulling, diving, and pulling up, and the earth trembled incessantly in the sound of violent explosions. The valiant pilots of Chahar seemed to be using this to announce that the end of the Japanese army was near.

Suddenly, a puff of smoke rose from a stuka, which was about to pull up after a dive, and it rushed straight to the ground, and with a loud "boom", the pilot, who had not had time to parachute, crashed into the ground with his beloved car.

At this moment, two Japanese Ki-12 Nakajima fighters painted with Yào plaster flags swooped in from the sky, and it turned out that these two Japanese planes had attacked the Stuka by sneak attack.

After a while, more and more Japanese planes also arrived on the battlefield, and they pounced on Stuka in the air like hungry wolves. Dozens of Messerschmitt ME-109 fighters hovering in the air also swooped down without showing weakness, and nearly 100 fighters on both sides immediately launched a life-and-death battle in the sky.

In this war between the life and death of two countries and nations, no one will expect mercy from the opponent's men, and the purpose of either you die or I live has always been the iron law of common belief of both sides.

"Da Da Da"

Snow-bright tracer bullets, incendiary bombs, and armor-piercing bombs kept shuttling and flying in the sky, and fighter planes were constantly rolling, climbing or diving in the sky, and there were parachutes floating in mid-air, and planes were bombed, disintegrated and even exploded in the air one after another.

This air battle continued on a front of more than 200 kilometers, and the battle lasted for more than a month, and only more than 190 of the more than 280 Messerschmitt ME-109 fighters of the 4th Air Division returned to the airport with heavy injuries. However, the counterpart was their opponent, the Japanese army, rushed to reinforce more than 320 fighters, and 272 of them remained on the battlefield where the two sides had fought.

Command of the Kwantung Army

Umezu Mijiro and Ishihara were playing Go in a secluded corner of the headquarters, as if the noise around them had no effect on them.

Hideki Tojo and a group of staff officers were busy, and battlefield reports were delivered to him and his staff officers.

"Report, the 122nd Division reports that the attack is blocked!"

"The 108th Division reported that the enemy's artillery fire was fierce, and the casualties of the troops were too large, so please suspend the attack!"

"Report, the 149th Division has stopped attacking, and its division commander claims that if His Excellency Tojo is willing to accompany the soldiers of the 149th Division to launch an attack, he will be more than happy to carry out a decisive charge with Your Excellency!"

All around suddenly fell silent, even Ishihara's hand holding the black chess piece was about to fall in mid-air, and the eyes of everyone around looked at Hideki Tojo, such a telegram sent by the division commander to the chief of staff with extremely unreasonable wording was the first time in the Kwantung Army. Hideki Tojo's hand, which was about to reach for the teacup, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Hideki Tojo's hand paused for a moment and finally grabbed the teacup and was about to put it in his mouth, but he finally gave up because the hand holding the teacup was a little shaky. He asked slowly: "Is the division commander of the 149th Division Yoshitomi Tamura?" ”

"Exactly!" The communications staff officer said respectfully

"Order, immediately remove Yoshitomi Tamura from his post as division commander, replace him with the chief of staff of the division, and immediately follow the orders of the headquarters to immediately attack! I also ordered all divisions and regiments to strengthen their offensive, and I hope that they will remember General Nogi Noshinori's belief in serving the country with seven lives, and work hard to kill the enemy and expand the territory for His Majesty the Emperor. ”

"Hey!" The staff officer took the order and left

"Report! The 1st Flying Division is coming! Another communications staff officer ran in with a confused expression.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of his subordinates, Hideki Tojo couldn't help frowning, and was about to scold this uncompetitive subordinate.

However, this staff officer opened his mouth first: "Report that at 3:27 p.m. today, the 1st Flying Division and the 4th Chahar Air Division fought a decisive battle on the front line of Zhangwu in Tongliao, and after a fierce battle, our Flying Division lost 272 planes and 207 pilots. ”

"What?" This time, the air in the command room seemed to freeze, and the Japanese staff officers all looked at the staff officer in disbelief.

"Baga, you dare to lie about the military situation, I will hack you alive!" A senior staff officer grabbed the staff officer by the collar and yelled viciously.

"Your Excellency Osa, what I said is the truth, this is a telegram personally sent by His Excellency Kuroda Monday, the commander of the First Flying Division!" The communications staff officer said with a hint of crying.

"How did we get it?" This is the voice of Hideki Tojo.

"According to the report of the commander of the First Division, the First Division also shot down nearly 100 fighters, and the results were brilliant!"

To everyone's surprise, Hideki Tojo did not get angry this time, but said with a smile on his face: "Well, this is about the same, Kuroda was able to shoot down nearly 100 fighters in China, which shows that they have lived up to the high expectations of His Majesty the Emperor, and passed on the order of the headquarters to reward the First Flying Division!" ”

"Hey!" Although the communications staff officer was a little puzzled, he still took the order and left!

"Alas"

A faint and almost imperceptible sigh came from the corner, and Ishihara was no longer in the mood to play chess, he threw the chess pieces in his hand into the basket, stood up and walked towards the big mén in the war room.

"Ishihara-kun, wait for me!" At this time, Umezu Mijiro also stood up and walked out of the mén entrance of the war room one after the other.

Immediately, Umezu Mijiro's voice faintly came, "Ishihara-kun, if the battle situation continues to develop like this, the consequences will be worrying!" ”

"I know, but if someone wants to slap a swollen face and become fat, what can we do!"