North of Datong, the joint command post of the North China Front.

Seeing that the small flag representing his own troops was advancing in an orderly manner, Nishihara Kazuce's old face suddenly showed an excited expression, and he suddenly turned to his colleagues on the side and said:

"Yo Xi, it seems that our tactics are very successful, and sooner or later the samurai will be able to break through all the defenses outside Datong City."

"In my opinion, the casualty figures of the Eighth Route Army will definitely not be small, and those people of the Republic of China who are strong and capable in the outside are definitely not opponents of the Japanese Locust Army in terms of resilience."

"Next, as long as we can cross the moat and destroy the city wall, our army can enter Datong unimpeded."

Compared with the 26th and 110th Divisions, the overall casualties of the cavalry group stationed in Mongolia were relatively optimistic.

They are equipped with a certain number of armored vehicles, the 95th Light Tank and the 97th Medium Tank, and the value of breakthrough and protection is naturally much higher than that of ordinary infantry divisions.

In addition, in this battle, the main direction of attack was in charge of Imorinuma's troops, and Nishihara Kazusei naturally preserved a certain amount of strength.

Hearing this, the other two devil lieutenant generals also nodded.

Although their divisions suffered heavy casualties, they always believed that the effort would be proportional to the return. The loss now is only the darkness before the dawn.

Thinking of this, the bitterness on the faces of Otozaburo Otono and Mamoru Iinuma was diluted a little.

"Judging from the current situation, there is a high probability that the information provided by Commander Gangcun is fine, and only the senior commander of the Eighth Route Army can match the current defensive intensity."

"If the enemy's defenders in Datong are about to collapse at the first touch, I have to wonder if the so-called division commander really exists."

"If all goes well, the troops will be able to enter the city tomorrow. I hope you can continue to work together, and don't let go of the spoils of war because of infighting. ”

Hearing Mamoru Iinuma's reminder, the two lieutenant generals, Lost Field and Nishihara, suddenly became serious, and then they all expressed their approval.

This kind of behavior is not because the old devils are overly cautious. The main reason is that within their army, there has always been a fine tradition of fighting in the nest and grabbing merit.

For example, in the Battle of Taiyuan that year, Seishiro Itahara made many public remarks that affected unity, just because Hideki Tojo occupied several cities first.

Now the three of them have worked hard for so long, and they have paid an unprecedented huge price.

If in the last trembling stage, because of the competition with each other to let go of the big fish, it is estimated that the Taisho locusts will have to crawl out of the coffin and scold the mother.

"Iinuma-kun, you can put a hundred hearts."

"Senior officers at the division commander level, there are only six in the Eighth Route Army on the bright side. As long as we can catch any of them, this kind of credit is enough for the three of us to be promoted by half a level. ”

"The cake is big enough that there's no need to fight for it."

As soon as these words came out, the three lieutenant generals all showed a sinister smile, and decided to cooperate in their hearts.

Perhaps the merit alone can lead to the promotion of generals, and even the opportunity to sit on the throne of commander after the reconstruction of the First Army. However, Datong's Eighth Route Army was not a vegetarian, and it was impossible for a single division to defeat it.

Ten birds in the forest are better than one bird in hand.

Such a simple and easy-to-understand truth, the old devils naturally understand.

Just as the three of them were about to further discuss the details of tonight's attack, a series of deafening explosions suddenly sounded from the forward positions in the distance.

Due to the victory during the day, Nishihara Kazuse and his party had already moved their headquarters forward to a position close to the battlefield.

At this moment, the intense shelling even shook the dust off the roof quite a bit.

"Enemy attack! The Eighth Route Army launched a night raid! ”

"Someone! Hurry up and take the lieutenant generals away from the battlefield! It is quite possible that this is already within the range of the enemy's artillery, and the division commander cannot be put in danger! ”

"Hey!"

In the midst of the confusion, a squadron of guards rushed into the command post. Without saying a word, they set up the old devils and lifted the three of them into the truck and drove north.

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Early the next morning, Fengzhen.

Although the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region did not make a fatal blow last night, the frightened old devils still moved their headquarters back more than 30 kilometers.

Looking at the commander of the 108th Brigade with a gray face, Mamoru Iinuma took the battle report of the losses very depressed.

"I wondered! Why does the Eighth Route Army always give special preferential treatment to our divisions? With a whole three-sided position, don't they know how to find soft persimmons to pinch? ”

"Do the people of the Republic of China have any serious illness? You have to fight the strongest enemy! ”

"Last night, we lost most of our brigade! If I continue to fight like this, I will have to be reimbursed for one of my brigades! ”

In accordance with the order of the army reorganization experts, last night the three columns of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region began to retreat into the city in an orderly manner under the cover of artillery.

In the original plan of the headquarters, the soldiers only need to work on the scene of thunder and rain to scare the devils away and gain enough space.

But neither of us nor the enemy expected that the two infantry brigades of the 110th Division would come to a classic wave of downward movement without receiving clear instructions from their superiors.

From the perspective of the two brigade commanders, Ishii Kaho and Mitake Tsuda, their casualties during the day are indeed not small, but they are mainly servant troops.

The four wings of the two have not yet reached the point of breaking their muscles and bones.

Night combat can greatly reduce the artillery superiority of the Eighth Route Army, and mainly test the quality of individual infantry and the use of light weapons.

As the subordinate units of the strongest B division, the 108th Brigade and the 133rd Brigade have no reason to be cowardly.

Under the influence of the strange and wonderful samurai soul, the two devil major generals hit it off and directly issued a combat order, dividing the tens of thousands of people in their hands into two batches of A.

Outcome?

The result is classic: instead of surrendering, the enemy dares to return fire on our troops.

Night battles can indeed smooth out the gap between the two sides in terms of firepower to a certain extent, but this law is useless for the main force of the Eighth Route Army at this stage.

The Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region has already completed the installation of 50 forced platoons, 60 forced companies, 81 forced battalions, and even 120-mm mortars almost to the regimental level.

Poor vision does affect the hit rate.

But if I cover an area directly, how do you deal with it?

Fortunately, the Jin-Hebei Column received an order not to chase deeply, and the 108th Brigade and the 133rd Brigade, which knew that the gap in firepower was too large, ran fast enough, otherwise it would definitely be more than half a brigade to annihilate the enemy.

Hearing Imorinuma's complaint, Nishihara Kazusei hurriedly stepped forward to play the round.

The old devil first glared at the two major generals, and then took out the classic advantage in my theory.

"Rice Shou-kun, the information is very clear. Although the Eighth Route Army launched a night attack last night, they voluntarily abandoned the carefully prepared second line of defense. ”

"Have you ever wondered why this is hidden?" (End of chapter)