When the troops at all levels of the Eighth Route Army were actively attacking and uprooting the artillery towers in Jin Province, the headquarters of the First Army in Taiyuan staged the classic old work of the Devil Army.

Since the early morning of the 20th, the telephone in the communication room of the headquarters of the First Army has not stopped.

News came from all the small and medium-sized strongholds in the occupied areas of the province, and if it weren't for the fact that the strategic material area had not been attacked, Iwamatsu Yoshio even felt that the Eighth Route Army had launched another battle on the scale of a hundred regimental battles.

The continuous pleas for help and the submissive officers in front of him made this old devil angry. He strode forward and rounded his right arm, and a brawl slammed into the opponent's cheek.

"Yaga! Didn't you eat? ”

"That's how you usually report to your superiors? No energy! Can't hear at all! Say it again! Do it all over again! Speak so quietly and still want to be a big Zuo? ”

"What a disgrace to your brother in the intelligence services! Go back and tell the shit! If you don't know what the new weapons of the Eighth Route Army are before dawn, I'll kill myself by cutting my stomach! ”

Under normal circumstances, Iwamatsu Yoshio's qi cultivation kung fu is much higher than that of the sword master Yoshio Shinozuka.

After all, he is a person with an intelligence background, and he has experienced many winds and waves, and it is not so easy to break the defense.

What's more, the enemy's attack seemed to be fierce, but the losses caused were barely within their acceptable range, which was nothing more than the sacrifice of some grassroots soldiers and fortifications.

As long as you can figure out the specific situation and reasons, and make corresponding remedial measures in time, it is not too late to make amends.

The reason why Iwamatsu Yoshio was so out of shape was because a few hours earlier, he had made a phone call to the commander of the North China Front, Okamura Ninji.

In the process of reporting to work, he was sprayed with blood from the inside out by his top boss.

But this is also something that cannot be helped, who let themselves mess up the most important job as soon as they take office.

It was already on fire, and now it was under the onslaught of the enemy. It just so happened that the intelligence department was derelict in its duties at this point in time, and whoever came would be in a bad mood.

Listening to the commander's scolding, Shoichi Tsunoda tightened the corners of his mouth to prevent a new big fight. He stood up and bowed his head, shouting hi from time to time to show that he was not distracted.

At this time, this Dazuo, who specializes in intelligence work, was trembling with fright, and his blood pressure was so high that he was about to burst his tube.

On the territory he was in charge of, the Eighth Route Army was suspected of pulling out new weapons, and it may even be a 105-mm heavy howitzer. But now, a few hours have passed, and there is no definite information at all.

Although the main responsibility is not him, once the superiors hold him accountable, he will definitely not be able to escape.

Now the lightest punishment is demotion, and it is not impossible to commit suicide by seppuku just now.

After taking a few deep breaths and temporarily suppressing the anger in his heart, Iwamatsu Yoshio began to arrange the next tasks.

As a powerful figure in the army, he profoundly knows that the problem cannot be solved by beating and scolding alone.

The current strategy of the First Route Army is deployed by him personally, and it can still be beaten into a sieve by the enemy when all the troops are shrinking, and it can only be said that the Eighth Route Army is stronger than originally imagined.

At this time, he still doesn't want to save himself, and one day he will end up with Yoshio Shinozuka.

"The enemy's new weapon is definitely not a 105 caliber heavy artillery, so many strongholds have been attacked at the same time, if the Eighth Route Army has this strength, we can return to our homeland now."

"I'm bold guess that the range of that thing should not be far, otherwise it won't be a firefight with the samurai in the stronghold, and the top priority now is to capture a door for research."

"Turrets and bunkers are one of the cornerstones of the cage policy, and even if the quality of building materials is improved, they must continue to be built."

"The intelligence side will be left to you, and the resources of the First Army will be skewed in favor of you. Use your brain more and don't let me down again. ”

As soon as these words came out, Shoichi Tsunoda suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as his superiors are willing to give him the opportunity to make up for his mistakes, everything is easy to say. His mind was spinning fast, and he quickly organized the language.

"Hey! Our department will definitely find out what the new weapons of the Eighth Route Army are as soon as possible and give you a satisfactory answer. ”

"Good, very energetic!"

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After everyone left, Iwamatsu Yoshio rubbed his head.

Okamura Ninji sent him as the commander of the First Army for two reasons, one was naturally to recruit egg dancers. This is a tradition of successive commanders, starting from the time of Kiyoji Kazuki.

On the other hand, considering that he used to be engaged in intelligence, he could come to Jin Province to investigate why the Eighth Route Army had undergone earth-shaking changes.

After all, those military factories with strong production capacity and migrant workers who are beginning to take shape are not even preserved fruits at this stage.

If anyone within the empire dares to say that no one or force has offered help to the other, it is either a madman or a spy.

If the current momentum continues, I am afraid that in a few years, the Eighth Route Army will be able to build an aircraft carrier in a cave and a tank in a flour mill!

Since last year, the intelligence department of the younger country has been conducting in-depth investigations, and more than half a year has passed, and no relevant clues have been found.

In order to figure out the situation, they even used the dark lines planted in the Jin system and the preserved fruit. The result was the loss of his wife and his soldiers, and the loss of several excellent spies.

Less than three months into office, Yoshio Iwamatsu is already in a hurry.

He has already realized what it means to catch a hedgehog with bare hands, and he also understands why his old classmate Yoshio Shinozuka left North China so aggrieved.

A year ago, the situation in Jin Province was very good.

The enemy's so-called base area was divided into more than a dozen pieces, and the younger country could slowly release the blood of the other party with the blockade, and sooner or later one day the enemy could be trapped to death.

The foundation of the cage tactic is built on the turrets that are difficult for the Eighth Route Army to break.

Once the enemy has found a way to easily unplug the turret located in the opponent's base area. Then the so-called cage tactics will immediately become a joke, and even become a burden for the younger country.

And this worry has become a fact, the Eighth Route Army, which has the weapons to attack the fortification, has completely broken the blockade, and the tentacles of the other party will be extended every day.

It won't be long before his lieutenant general, who holds several divisions and regiments in his hands, will be eaten away.

The situation changed so quickly that Yoshio Iwamatsu couldn't think of any specific way to break the situation in a short period of time. He slammed the table in front of him in impotence and rage, and then said to himself:

"Yaga! What a mess the First Army is! If I had known I wouldn't come! ”

"In any case, this matter must be resolved first, and the matter of surrender can be put aside. Otherwise, if this situation continues, the rest of the turrets in the occupied area will probably be stripped away. ”

"When the time comes, I will definitely be held accountable, and I will be the first to cut my stomach."

At this moment, the phoenix chick of the First Army walked in.

He also heard what Iwamatsu Yoshio said just now, but for a person like Hanakomasa who is full of muscles, there is nothing that cannot be solved by war.

Even if there is, it must be that his own strength is not enough. As chief of staff, he came up with his own ideas.

"Your Excellency, the situation in Jin Province is very bad now, and it is difficult for us to maintain even the most basic law and order by relying on the independent mixing of the 3rd, 4th, 9th, and 16th brigades."

"Personally, I believe that it is very necessary to liberate the troops of the 36th, 37th, and 41st divisions."

"With the strength of three divisions and four independent mixed brigades, even if our First Army can't solve the Eighth Route Army, it can force them to the corner of Jin Province."

Although his chief of staff had just done something stupid, at this time Iwamatsu Yoshio felt that what the other party said was very reasonable. He had completely drilled the tip of the horns before, and forgot the truth that persimmons should be picked up and pinched.

Compared with the Eighth Route Army, which is well-armed and has strong tactical literacy.

Those undisciplined fruit troops are more suitable for a breakthrough, and when Hua Guzheng mentioned this, he felt that killing the enemy troops on Zhongtiao Mountain was the best solution to the current situation.

Now that the capital of the southwest is being bombed by their own homes every day, those damn Maozi definitely don't have the spare strength to support Jin Province.

Coupled with the fact that the transportation route between Southeast Asia and the Republic of China was cut off by the empire, the preserved fruit had lost half of its overseas aid.

Without sufficient weapons and ammunition, air supremacy and air defense means, the preserved fruit troops on Zhongtiao Mountain were like tigers without claws.

Thinking of this, Yoshio Iwamatsu suddenly felt much better. He didn't even care about his past suspicions and patted his chief of staff on the shoulder.

"Hua Gujun, your plan is very reasonable, and it coincides with my thoughts."

"Besides, the relationship between the younger brother and the north has eased a lot recently, and if we want to attack Nakajo Mountain, the Kwantung Army can even draw some troops to support."

"I'm going to report to Commander Okamura Ninji, and try to create a favorable battle situation for our large-scale offensive on the frontal battlefield."

"Hahaha, wonderful!"

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Let's go back to the Border District Weapons Experiment and Research Bureau, at this time the Yellow River is dealing with today's work. When he heard the movement outside the office, he paused what he was doing and looked up at the door.

The person who came in was Wang Dexing, his face was flushed, and he said excitedly:

"Director! I just received news from the front. Beginning in the early hours of yesterday morning, the troops fought with the devils all night and thoroughly cleaned up the artillery towers in the peripheral areas of the three major base areas. ”

Although Huang He had expected this, he didn't expect the deputy commander-in-chief to act so quickly.

"How is the battle going, judging by your expression, it should be a victory, I thought that the weapon would have to run in with the troops for a while."

Wang Dexing nodded hurriedly, and he put a document on the table.

"The specific results are in the documents, and all matters have been verified by the workers behind enemy lines, so take a look!"

The so-called workers behind enemy lines are all intelligence officers of the Eighth Route Army lurking in the county seat.

Just like the owners of the biggest restaurant in Taiyuan City, they may be merchants, pharmacy guys, or even puppet army commanders. As soon as the need arises, these people will do everything they can to send out information.

After Huang He opened the folder, he first took a cursory look at the results of the battle.

It's not that he doesn't care about the front-line war, but mainly because he has confidence in the combat effectiveness of the troops. After all, the major improvement at each stage is more or less with the participation of his Huang someone.

For a person developing a new weapon, the feedback from the fighters is what he cares about the most.

In the intelligence, the first thing that catches the eye is the report on the use of two-caliber mortars.

The Blond 50-mm mortar was aimed at the Devil's Type 89 grenadier canister.

Although it suffered a bit in terms of effective range, slightly shorter by forty meters. But the small day will not get stuck in the extreme distance shelling, this difference is negligible.

In terms of accuracy and power, the 50-mm mortar is superior across the board.

It has a base, a bracket, and a sight, and it doesn't require experience and feel at all like the Eight-Nine grenadier.

Coupled with the tradition of the French medicine cannon, the soldiers have been pressing the devil in last night's battle.

The feedback of 60 is very uniform, and it is basically praising this weapon. After all, the troops were equipped with such weapons before, and now they only have a stable source.

Mortar is not an all-powerful weapon, its advantage is that it can always give you a period of time in various terrains and situations.

In other words, it is powerful in completing the system.

The performance of 40 fires is very good, as long as it can hit the target. There are no turrets and bunkers that can withstand a second blow, and there is no problem at all with a can opener.

However, the problem of coordination needs to be paid attention to, and many casualties in the intelligence are due to the fact that after the bazooka suppressed the devils, the timing of the attacking troops was not grasped in time, giving the enemy a chance to counterattack.

After determining that the idea of popularizing mortars was correct, Huang He immediately turned on the system and glanced at the scientific research options that were being unlocked.

"Blond MLE1927/31 81mm Mortar: In the history of modern warfare in the world, all mortars basically originate from this cannon and its brothers.

Now that you have both, it's time to show your enemies the power of your ancestors.

Unlock time: 70 days

Effect: The military factory in the system can produce the weapon, and obtain a full production line and design drawings."

The status of the ancestor is certainly beyond doubt, after all, after all, all mortars after 1927 were based on Brown's research ideas.

Everyone wants good things, and those who know the rules can buy a production license, and then produce them in a bright way.

If you don't understand the rules, just change the caliber, and here you will name Sandezi. It is obviously a direct copy, and even the captured 81.4 mm mortar shells of the Allies can be used directly.

But for the sake of face, I have to say that I am 8 centimeters, for fear that others will not know that I cover my ears and steal the bell.

Having said that, now the Eighth Route Army is the one who does not have a production license but can make weapons from other countries. But it's not a big problem, the two sides are already allies.

To get back to the point, as long as the mortar is not obsolete, Blond's design is the industry standard.

The guns produced by the system did not change much in weight, caliber, barrel length, firing elevation angle, and rate of fire, but the firing range increased by 200 meters, reaching an astonishing 3,000 meters.

While this may not seem like a big change, for a battalion-sized support weapon, the improved range is more than enough to save lives in critical moments.

When Lao Li Qi attacked Taiyuan Airport, if he used a Brown 81mm mortar, it was estimated that he could completely plow the ground.

There should be one more chapter in the early hours of the morning, and I don't think I can put it off, so I have to finish it that day.

Otherwise, there will always be work on the next day, and the life of the worker will be hard!

(End of chapter)