Chapter 1212 grabbed the tail of the Japanese army

The heavy fog in the early morning of October 10 was beyond the expectations of everyone in the independent division, Zheng Yong's words were right, the meteorological department was eating dry food? Originally, there was a battlefield weather forecast, and there would be light fog in the early morning, which would have little impact on visibility, and after the sun rose, the fog would dissipate and not affect the progress of the battle.

Tang Qiuli put down the page in his hand and smiled bitterly, he didn't plan to punish him, and he wouldn't even ask the meteorological department, the job of weather forecasting was originally difficult to be accurate, and it was too difficult to get the pulse accurate when dealing with God, not to mention the technology and instruments of this era, even when he was in the later generations, the weather forecast did not dare to be said to be 100% accurate.

He picked up the phone, "Changfeng?" Immediately dispatch some tanks, go out to the Mogu line, conduct reconnaissance, if you find the Japanese army, do not fall in love with the battle, immediately report the situation, and then, quickly disengage with the Japanese army, otherwise, Zheng Yong's shells, will fall on your heads, "This is a last resort, he and Zheng Yong's judgment is consistent, Ito will never let go of such a good opportunity, the key question is, how many troops the Japanese army sent, what position to go forward, involving the lethality of artillery fire."

In the Libao Grand Canyon, in a hilltop observation post of the Japanese defense line, General Ito Yanzaburo put down his binoculars and closed his eyes gently, "Amaterasu and the emperor bless, Southeast Asia should send troops to die, God sent such a favorable weather, it is really a blessing for the empire, a blessing for Japan, such weather, all the heavy weapons of the Chinese devil Tang Qiuli troops have lost their effect." ”

"Especially the independent division aviation that poses the greatest threat to the imperial army, when the conditions allow it to take off, the imperial army troops have already been mixed with the troops of the independent division, and there is no biggest threat, the casualties of the imperial army troops will be reduced a lot, if you talk about individual soldiers and strong combat effectiveness Cheng dù, the samurai of the Japanese Empire will not be inferior to the soldiers of China, Tang Qiuli, let my soldiers and your soldiers, have a real military duel, right?"

Although what Ito saw was also a white fog, but in his mind, there was a clear map of the battle deployment, and Ito could roughly judge what distance the division was advancing, and in order to achieve the suddenness of the campaign, Ito even ordered all the assault divisions to keep the radio silent until the battle began.

Lieutenant General Takemura Yamaichi, the chief of staff behind Ito's flank, looked at Ito's self-pride, and tried his best to hide his fake posture, his stomach was full of taste, he took a group of people from the staff department, lit lamps and boiled oil, racked his brains, and spent two days to come up with an assault plan, when Takemura proudly presented the plan to Ito, his eyes were full of triumph.

One of the most meaningful strategic decisive battles of the Imperial Japanese Army was opened in his own hands, although Ito was the supreme commander, he still had to act according to his own plan, and the credit for winning this battle could not be attributed to himself, at least half of it could be shared, right?

But Commander Ito's faint words made Takemura's enthusiasm turn into cold cold water in an instant, like a red-hot iron pot, and poured a bucket of cold water into it, not only "Gaba" sounded, but also cracked out fine lines, "Takemura-kun has worked hard, before this, I have ordered the troops to almost start moving according to the schedule, oh, by the way, let me inform you, the imperial army of the six divisions has entered Mogu five hours ago," After speaking, I didn't even look at this plan, He turned around and gave a series of orders to the other staff officers.

Putting Wu Mura like a fool, cold in the command headquarters, the blood in Takemura's brain surged upward, his temples jumped straight up, and his face turned the color of pig liver, "Damn, don't you take people like this, treat me as a fool, don't you?" Give me a to do, you've already deployed on this side, are you afraid that I'm in the way or fight for merit? ”

Takemura really wanted to shoot this cunning old bastard, but he didn't dare, at this time, Takemura realized that no matter how strong he was, he was not the supreme commander of the Southeast Asian Dispatch Army after all, but just a subordinate chief of staff.

At 4:40 in the morning, the fog showed no signs of dissipating or weakening, Meng Xiaozhu was still tirelessly staring at the artillery mirror, counting, he had not closed his eyes for two nights and a day, his brain was "buzzing", his eyelids were like falling on a lead block, sticking straight together, an assistant said: "Team leader, you go to sleep for a while, let's star, just this ghost weather, you can't see anything, don't waste your efforts!" ”

Meng Xiaozhu shook his head and said, "It's been two days, it's not bad for a while, besides, the more weather like this, the more likely the little devil is to do it," the two assistants still want to persuade, Meng Xiaozhu suddenly waved his hand to stop the assistants from talking, he heard an unnatural sound, it was a sound that should not appear in this foggy morning, low, messy, if there is nothing, if you don't distinguish carefully, there is nothing, or rather, the sound he heard, it should be an intuition.

Meng Xiaozhu asked the two assistants, "Did you hear any sounds?" The two assistants shook their heads, in their ears, there was nothing but a dull silence, Meng Xiaozhu ordered, "You two hold on to the same place, I will go down the mountain to observe, remember, without my order, even if the cannonball hits the head, you can't leave the post, we are the eyes of the cannon." ”

In a flash, Meng Xiaozhu disappeared into the vast white mist, and the two assistants suddenly felt very lonely, and involuntarily leaned together, each could hear each other's violent heartbeat, and groped through a dense bush for more than four hundred meters, and the trees in front of them were not particularly dense and could pass through straight.

Suddenly, a looming shadow passed by, Meng Xiaozhu was tight, his hair almost stood up, and there were constantly figures passing by him, like a ghost in the mist, his eyes widened, he couldn't see who it was, these people couldn't see him clearly, "Hayagu, Hayagu!" A low, fierce voice rang out in the fog.

The person who shouted was obviously trying his best to lower his voice, Meng Xiaozhu's heart jumped wildly, "It's a devil, I accidentally broke into the devil's pile," from North China to Burma, he fought with the Japanese many times, and he could still understand a few simple words of Japanese.

Taking advantage of the fact that no Japanese soldiers paid attention to him, Meng Xiaozhu returned along the same road, for fear of losing his way, he left road signs along the way, this is the difference between veterans and recruits, Meng Xiaozhu's sudden appearance startled the assistant who was so nervous that he was cold, and instinctively pointed the gun at him, "Team leader, are you back?" The two assistants asked in surprise.

How could Meng Xiaozhu have time to answer their words, with a fast movement, he turned on the walkie-talkie, lowered his voice and called, "Call the artillery group, call the artillery group, I am Meng Xiaozhu, the leader of the first observation group of the artillery group, in the observation range of my group, I found a large number of Japanese troops, because the fog is too big, it is impossible to report the detailed number, the Japanese army is leading to the dense forest under Guò Mountain, and the direction is ......"

"What, your observation post found the little devil, what is the direction? Okay, that observer named Meng Xiaozhu has made a contribution, your artillery group will immediately prepare for the shelling, and I will report to the division commander immediately," Zheng Yong was so excited that he clenched his fists fiercely, such a big fog, and finding the traces of the little devil is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Commander? I, Zheng Yong, the observation post of the 3rd Artillery Group reported that the Japanese attacking troops were found, but the number could not be determined, division commander, I have an idea, using this observation point as a benchmark, expanding left and right, and carrying out the scheduled artillery coverage, please approve! Zheng Yong's loud voice, across the phone, shocked Tang Qiuli and frowned, and had to take the receiver away.

Tang Qiuli thought for a while and said: "Zheng Yong, judging from the situation you reported, it is impossible for the Japanese army to be such a force, once the fight starts, won't the target be exposed?" There must still be Japanese attacking troops that we haven't discovered, the tank troops that came out of Mengmi, don't wait for them, I approve your plan, remember, you must achieve the desired results, and the soldier who first discovered the Japanese troops, your artillery unit, should give him credit! ”

Putting down the phone, Tang Qiuli said to Liu Xinlan, who was standing aside: "Immediately order the tank reconnaissance detachment that went out of Mengmi and withdraw to the original defense area, and also, the autumn temperature in Myanmar is not more than usual, especially in foggy weather, I have a military coat here, you can wear it," After speaking, he picked up the coat and draped it on Liu Xinlan's slender body.

Liu Xinlan was made crimson by Tang Qiuli's sudden move, and a male majestic breath instantly surrounded her, she underestimated the temperature in autumn in Myanmar, it was indeed a little cold, and the coat was on the body, and immediately drove the autumn spirit out, and when she arrived at the door of the headquarters, Liu Xinlan glanced back at Tang Qiuli, and a strange feeling rose in her heart.

Zheng Yong put down the division commander's phone, called the third artillery group again, and said to the artillery group commander, "Connect me to the observer named Meng Xiaozhu immediately, and I want to talk to him directly." ”

After Meng Xiaozhu reported the situation, his task had been completed, but before receiving the order, he had to stay where he was, the green light of the walkie-talkie suddenly flashed, and he immediately picked up the headphones.

Zheng Yong's usual loud voice hit Meng Xiaozhu's eardrums, "I am the artillery commander Zheng Yong, Meng Xiaozhu, remember the following order, your observation group, stay in place, the entire artillery group will use you as a benchmark to carry out blind shooting, you are an old artilleryman, do you know what this means?" Firmly nail there, correct the target for the artillery group, and remember, the first shell was fired under your command. ”

Meng Xiaozhu was a little dizzy, "God, this is the first brother of the entire artillery unit of the Independent Division, I never dreamed that I could talk directly to the artillery boss," Meng Xiaozhu, who was a little sober, knew even more that it meant to accept this order?