April 18, 1942, 4 p.m., North P.

At the heavily guarded headquarters of the North China Front, Lieutenant General Miharu Oshiroto, chief of staff, and Major General Seizo Arise, deputy chief of staff, were recruited into the combat conference room.

As soon as the devils entered the door, they saw their boss Okamura Ninji, sitting next to a strategic situation map with a serious face.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw incomprehension and confusion in the eyes of the other side.

Due to the reason that the official university crushed people to death, in the end, there was still Sue Jingsan who took the initiative to step forward and said his opening remarks head-on.

"Your Excellency, what happened? Could it be that the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region of the Eighth Route Army has made a new move, and wants to go south to Lu Province or east to launch an attack on Ji Province? ”

Looking at the staff officers with blank faces, Okamura Ninji shook his head helplessly.

The Eighth Route Army made such a big move, and his subordinates didn't even receive a little news. This kind of incompetence is a serious dereliction of duty, even if it is left in mind.

It is precisely because of this kind of corpse and vegetarian food waste in the locust army that the army of the younger country will lose again and again on the battlefield of the Republic of China.

But as long as the base camp can allocate a few fierce generals at the level of Malay Tiger to the North China Front, he will not fall into a dilemma.

After complaining silently in his heart, the old devil replied angrily:

"Yesterday, the Eighth Route Army Air Force dispatched hundreds of warplanes to attack our homeland. Until now, the fire in the rear has not been fully controlled, and hundreds of thousands of people are expected to be homeless. ”

"The navy's red deer also suffered a big loss, even the battleship Nagato was sunk in the Seto Inland Sea, and the Kure shipyard had to be suspended for three months."

The napalm dropped by the 3rd Air Division burned the rear of the book for a whole day.

If it weren't for the entry of the Devil Army stationed in the homeland and the forced use of human lives to open up several large firebreaks in the city, the barbecue feast would inevitably attract more acquaintances.

As for the losses of the Navy?

In a sense, Okamura Ninji really has to thank Xinhua Daily for providing a detailed battle report. After all, the Combined Fleet has always had a fine tradition of reporting good news but not bad news.

Now that the mainland is under attack, there is a high probability that the two red deer of the army and navy will have to fight together.

If it is because IJN conceals the losses, and even makes the North China Front overestimate its support capabilities, then the Ichiki detachment that will land on Kuah Island in the future will be the fate of the old devil.

After briefly explaining his own losses, Okamura Ninji sighed deeply.

"The current situation is very unfavorable for us."

"Presumably, it won't be long before the base camp will order the North China Front to take the initiative to launch an offensive and destroy the permanent airfield established by the Eighth Route Army on the eastern coast."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two devil staff officers changed in unison.

It's not 1937 now, and the Eighth Route Army is not the bitter haha it used to be. Your side is inferior in many aspects such as troops, equipment, and morale, so how can you attack?

As if he had guessed the other party's thoughts, Okamura Ninji directly threw a confidential document on the table and motioned for the two to take a look.

"Ayutthaya-kun and Yusu-kun, the two of them have been a little rigid in their thinking recently, and they don't look like professionally trained staff officers at all. I don't want something like this to happen a second time, otherwise you guys will take your troops to the front. ”

After beating his subordinates, Okamura Ninji's complexion improved slightly.

The old devil first stood up from his seat, and then a strange smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"There is an old Chinese saying that the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish."

"Now, the enemy has exposed the ability of strategic bombing, which is a bad thing for our North China Front, but it can also be an opportunity to rise again."

"The base camp will definitely not allow the enemy to act recklessly, the sending army will inevitably receive a new round of replenishment of troops and materials, and even the Kwantung Army will draw part of its forces to support the war in North China."

Although Okamura Ninji didn't make his words clear, no matter how wasteful the two staff officers were, they were also at the level of generals, so they naturally understood the deep meaning of their superiors' words.

Seon lost his horse, but he didn't know if it was a blessing.

In a sense, the sudden strategic bombing of the Eighth Route Army turned out to be an assist for its own side in disguise.

Prior to this, due to the successive defeats in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, the Second Battle of Taiyuan, the Second Battle of Xinkou and the Suiyuan Front, the entire North China Front was weakened to the extreme.

If it weren't for Okamura Ninji forcibly opening the "squeezing them dry" and temporarily pulling up a Class C garrison division of the Eighth Brigade from the old, young, sick and disabled, otherwise the line would not be able to fill up now.

Now that the front army has been blessed by misfortune and is about to receive a blood transfusion from the rear, it is not great news.

"Commander wise!"

Chief of Staff Ojoto Sanji pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and then said his thoughts.

"Since the base camp will not sit idly by and watch our defeat, let the Eighth Route Army directly threaten the safety of Manchuria and the mainland. Then I will leave early and go to the Kwantung Army to invite reinforcements. ”

"In this operation, I will bring the enemy's recent intelligence and strive to know myself and the enemy."

Hearing this, Okamura nodded.

Sending a lieutenant general chief of staff to ask for help is impeccable in terms of qualifications and sincerity. Coupled with the documents sent from the base camp, it must have attracted the attention of Umezu Mijiro.

What's more, from the old devil's point of view, the North China battlefield is much more comfortable than the Pacific Ocean or Siberia. If you can fight on warm land, why go to the island to be with insects and ants, or go to the ice and snow to wade through muddy waters.

"Okay, the task of contacting the Kwantung Army will be handed over to you!"

"Before the general offensive officially begins, let the samurai ensure the security of the port city and strengthen the air defense of the coastal areas as much as possible."

"Besides, immediately send out the intelligence officers we have at hand, and we can't fight any more foolish battles. First find out the deployment of the Eighth Route Army in Jin Province and the eastern part of Suiyuan, as well as the distribution of airfields, otherwise everything will be empty talk. (End of chapter)