nashuaworldcup Chapter 1039 The brigade commander couldn't be wrong.
Chapter 1039 The brigade commander couldn't be wrong.
Whether or not we dare to do it is one thing, but on our side, we should at least let the people who donated know where the money was used and where it was sent.
"Alright, you're right. Let's strike while the iron is hot and get started on preparations. Also, Awen said that the pressure on the battlefield is immense. They're not afraid to die, but the moment before the battle begins can be incredibly tense. Cigarettes are the best way to relieve that pressure, so we should purchase more cigarettes. In addition, our cigarette factory needs to produce cigarettes quickly. I suggest sending last month's stockpile of cigarettes to the Fifth War Zone."
"You decide." Mr. Xiao smiled and turned to look in the direction of the Fifth War Zone. He hadn't seen his daughter for a long time and wondered how she was doing. He wondered if the constant travel on the battlefield had made her thin.
"The Japanese are coming up." In the county town, after a shout from the observation post, Xiao Ya quickly went to the rooftop and observed the situation in the distance with Fang Shengli and Sano Tadashi.
Through the binoculars, the troops of the Guangxi Army and the Third Regiment, supporting each other, ran towards this side in a scattered manner. Not far behind them, a number of Japanese tanks and infantrymen in khaki uniforms were in hot pursuit.
Xiao Ya's gaze fell on the county town gate, where the most complete tank group and artillery of the entire independent brigade were gathered, along with the two regiments of troops assembled in the town.
"Xiao Ya, you're here. Should we wait a while before attacking?" Fang Shengli asked.
Xiao Ya shook her head; "We can't wait any longer. They've been chasing us and are exhausted, while we're well-rested. If we change our plans, it means we'll give them time to rest. Once our people have withdrawn, most of their forces will arrive, and we'll immediately launch an artillery barrage. During this time, all the tanks will move out to cover the infantry and launch a counterattack."
After a moment of contemplation, Xiao Ya said, "I don't want casualty figures; what I need is to inflict a heavy blow on his 14th Division."
A regiment plus a battalion, separated from the main force, dared to swagger over. Did they really think the Independent Brigade had actually withdrawn?
Yes, they did evacuate, but last night, the Independent Brigade rushed back and immediately sealed off the county town. Together with the local police station and the security regiment stationed there, they guarded every household to ensure that the news of the Independent Brigade's return was not leaked to the Japanese spies left behind.
Boom boom boom... boom boom boom...
Shortly after entering firing range, the artillery immediately launched an attack. Zhou Biao, who was leading his men towards the county town, stopped. He watched the Japanese soldiers screaming and frantically searching for cover after being bombed. Then, he looked at the tanks emerging one after another and the anti-aircraft machine guns mounted on trucks, laughed loudly, took a rifle from a soldier next to him, slung it over his shoulder, and said to the soldiers beside him, "Brothers, it must have been unpleasant to be chased like a dog by the Japanese all the way here. Now, it's our turn to chase the dogs. Brothers, let's get our spirits up, cooperate with our brother units, kill these little devils, and avenge our fallen brothers."
"Revenge, revenge, revenge!" The previously chaotic formation began to unfold in an orderly fashion. Instead of haphazardly assembling, they cleverly made way for the tanks. When the tanks reached within fifty meters of the artillery's firing range, the artillery ceased firing, and the tanks, leading the infantry, charged forward.
As usual, tanks and anti-aircraft machine guns will advance in coordination, while the second echelon of anti-aircraft machine guns will assist the infantry in clearing out the remaining enemy. The rest will continue to follow the tanks and charge forward.
The sudden counterattack caught Regiment Commander Matsui, who was leading his troops in the charge, completely off guard.
Looking at the group of soldiers from the mountain city rushing towards them in blue-gray and khaki uniforms, and then at the mountain city tanks that were a whole size larger than the Imperial tanks, they saw...
After a moment of confusion, he asked the staff officer beside him, "We're the ones on the offensive, right?"
Yes, that's right.
After nodding, the chief of staff turned and ran to the back.
Damn it, if we don't run now, we might not be able to escape. He could already see the enemy's anti-aircraft machine guns circling this way.
He was a survivor of the previous battle and knew all too well how the other side operated. These mountain city people were simply inhuman; they would point anti-aircraft machine guns at anyone wearing an officer's uniform, no matter their rank.
Once that guy is hit, you won't find a single intact corpse.
As soon as the chief of staff ran away, Matsui, who had just been transferred here, cursed without even realizing it: "Baka! You've completely disgraced the Imperial Army! Why are you running away? It's just a few enemies. Can't the Imperial Army organize a counterattack nearby and drive them back?"
With a thud, Matsui felt a numbness in his arm. When he looked down, he realized his arm was gone. Before he could even feel the pain, he felt as if his entire body no longer belonged to him.
"Cunning Yamashiro people." Matsui fell to the ground, looking at the swarming Yamashiro soldiers. He couldn't understand the gleeful smiles on their faces when they snatched his command sword. Why were these people so crazy? Was it simply because of his command sword?
"Good stuff, a colonel's saber." Ono rarely showed a happy smile. He brandished the saber a couple of times and then tossed it to Chen Ning. "Look, it's an heirloom. This is what makes it different."
Having followed Ono for so long, Chen Ning has gone from a novice to an expert in analyzing this command sword. The hilt, which has become somewhat slippery from being held so many times, along with the uniquely worn outer sheath, all told him that this sword could fetch a good price.
"Director, shall we continue forward?" Chen Ning casually tossed his command sword into the motorcycle next to him.
While the command sword is a valuable item, once you have too many of them, they become commonplace. They can acquire a lot of these whenever a war breaks out and then resell them.
There's nothing special about it. No matter how much it's inherited, it's still just a knife.
I don't think much of it, and I don't need it. The key is that people aren't used to using it. It's not as good as a broadsword. This thing needs to be gripped tightly with both hands to be effective. In war, who the hell would risk their life with both hands? A pistol and a machete, I can shoot you from a distance, and I can still shoot you up close. That's what makes a good thing. This thing is too long and heavy. Anyone who takes this thing to cut down Japanese soldiers is crazy. If you're not well-fed, then don't try to outmaneuver the Japanese army with physical strength. You have to outsmart them. That's what the brigade commander said.
What the brigade commander said must be true.