Chapter 3105 Someone Brought a Consultant

The scouts were beaten up by the Russians and returned in a mess. The Japanese army, realizing that something was wrong, immediately reported the news to the highest level - Lieutenant General Okada Taketake, the commander of the Second Division who led the troops. ‘6’‘9’‘s’‘h’‘u’‘x’‘.’‘c’‘o’‘m’

As a 50-year-old veteran who was recommended by Ningji Okamura and had strong qualifications, he was finally able to take over the position of commander of the Second Division as he wished last year.

Okada Taketake is not young, but it is not necessarily old. The age of 51 is the golden age for senior generals, and it is the best period when they are already experienced and energetic.

Since Ningji Okamura served as the commander of the Second Division for 36 years, he has served as the commander of the Second Division.

Okada Taketake, who has fought in many battlefields and many troops over the years, and has fought both victories and defeats, has returned to the old unit of the Second Division and has transformed himself to sit in the position that Okamura Neiji sat in.

Being able to lead the most elite A-class division of the Imperial Army, it should be said that Okada Taketake is quite proud.

Although he had been appointed as the commander of a division before, the gold content of the B-class packhorse division and the A-class packhorse division is not at the same level.

Many colleagues have dreamed of being the commander of an A-class division, and now he has got it, how can he not be happy?

What? You said it's 1944, what else is there to brag about?

People should not pay too much attention to details, understand? Drink today and enjoy it first.

But then again, Okada Taketake, who is still self-aware, also knows.

I can sit in this position today, largely because people who are more suitable for this position than me either died on the battlefield, or committed suicide, or resigned or were dismissed from office due to various embarrassing things.

Or maybe they have more leisurely and better positions to sit at, and they are not interested in or unwilling to be the commander of the combat unit.

In short, although the reasons vary, after looking around, I am willing and relatively suitable to take this position because I fought with the British in Southeast Asia, and was taught a lesson by the Americans in the Pacific battlefield, and at least I managed to escape back to my country.

Otherwise, it can be said that the world changes in an instant.

The commander of the first-class division that everyone once flocked to, now even those who claim to be leisurely and avoid fighting to save their lives are unwilling to take it.

Okada Taketake felt that the martial virtue of the empire was really declining, and he couldn't help but worry about the "100 million people died in battle" plan for the decisive battle on the homeland that the headquarters had been planning for a long time.

Are these people just joking, or are they really going to do it for real?

On second thought, if this is really "100 million people died in battle", what will be left after the battle?

Even if the Japanese are driven away in the decisive battle on their own homeland, they will simply stop fighting and return to their country to sing and dance, leaving a pile of charcoal ruins for the Japanese themselves. Is it really worth it? What can they get in the end?

Not wanting to know the answer and not daring to think about it any further, just when Okada Taketake forced himself to calm down and prepare for war in the homeland defense zone.

A transfer order from the headquarters played a big joke on him, directly throwing him and his newly taken over Second Division back to the "old employer" Kwantung Army.

You must know that the reputation of the Kwantung Army in the headquarters at the end of 1944 was already a mess.

Various insulting comments such as "self-respecting", "uneducated", and "unteachable" made people shake their heads even when talking about the Kwantung Army at the dinner table, which seemed unbearable. This was basically the current situation of the Kwantung Army mentioned by senior Japanese generals who stayed in the mainland.

The Kwantung Army Group, which had guns, food, and soldiers, and could produce its own weapons and be self-sufficient, would listen to the orders of the headquarters if they wanted to, and give you face, but would not listen if they didn't want to, and who do you think you are?

The headquarters, which was so angry that its scalp was numb, could not do anything about this bunch of idiots, but had to beg and give in to this bunch of self-respecting idiots so that the weapons they produced could be transported to the Japanese mainland to support the "100 million people die in battle" final battle plan.

So the situation was almost reversed. By the end of 1944, it was no longer the headquarters that was performing its functions normally, but the Kwantung Army Group was almost shouting at the headquarters.

As a general of the Kwantung Army, Okada Taketake didn't know whether he felt happy about this.

Anyway, when he was staying in his native land, he wanted to curse at the Kwantung Army for being so degenerate.

As a result, he had just finished spitting, and the spit had not even dried on the ground.

The headquarters issued an order and sent him and his troops to the Kwantung Army.

What a joke? Which idiot came up with this stupid idea? Is it bullying?

I never thought that the situation would change suddenly.

Okada Taketake, who thought he was exiled, took a closer look and found that the headquarters was planning to upgrade the Second Division to the first armored division of the Imperial Army.

However, the core equipment for building a new armored division, the Type 4 heavy tank, was a cutting-edge equipment whose production line was placed on the Kwantung Army side.

I don’t know what the higher-ups thought when they negotiated with the Germans and decided to import and copy this thing. They were willing to place such a cutting-edge main equipment on the territory of the Kwantung Army.

Okada Taketake, who was not aware of the details, said he couldn't figure it out, but he didn't think too much about it.

He packed up his luggage, and with a decent mood, he set out on the road back to his old employer, the Kwantung Army, with the troops he had just taken over.

In fact, in the eyes of the headquarters, this move was a kind of containment within their power.

Your Kwantung Army is going to take the production line of the Type 4 heavy tank, under the pretext that the combat environment is more suitable and more suitable for the equipment to exert its combat power, which is fine.

But the troops equipped with the Type 4 heavy tank must be designated by us, and the people must be ours, not selected and recommended by your Kwantung Army Group.

To some extent, this is a compromise between the two sides, and the Kwantung Army Group is not good at doing things too much and making things too ugly.

Thinking that they are under my control anyway when they come to my territory, they just add a good combat power, so they tacitly agree to the headquarters' behavior that is obviously adding sand to the Kwantung Army Group.

This kind of intrigue, scheming, and mutual restraint between the overseas cluster and the local headquarters can be regarded as a distinctive "performance art" of the Japanese army at present.

In any case, Okada Taketake finally brought his troops to the Kwantung Army Group and successfully obtained the latest equipment designated by the headquarters, which was indeed as powerful as described.

Although it was a copycat, the performance of this copycat Tiger was still enough to beat various domestic tanks of the Japanese army.

Even if Okada Taketake brought the latest Type 3 medium tank from his homeland, it still looked as ridiculous as a baby rocking car compared to this Type 4 heavy tank.

On the other hand, the expected Russians finally came south, and they arrived earlier than previously estimated, and their offensive was more swift, fierce and deadly.

Now there is another isolated Russian army that is advancing deeply into its own hinterland at a very fast speed. It cannot be allowed to continue to act recklessly like this, otherwise there will be big problems.

Okada Taketake, who received the order from the Kwantung Army Headquarters, was full of confidence, thinking that it was finally time for him to show his skills and show his strength, and it should not be a problem to deal with the isolated Russian army.

Besides, this is a joint operation, not a single-handed operation by this division, so we should be optimistic and confident about the situation.

But what Okada Taketake didn't expect was that.

He thought that "the advantage is in me" and he had a great chance of winning, but the remnant of the scouts who were beaten black and blue came back crying and shouting for their parents.

The description of the Russian scouts was so fierce and brutal, so powerful, and it sounded like a machine gunner slaughtering a primitive tribe, which was too outrageous.

"Sir, how should we deal with Lieutenant Nakamura and his men? These people are in a bad mental state and their emotions are unstable. It seems that the battle with the Russian scouts has caused them great psychological trauma."

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Okada Taketake frowned and was upset when he mentioned this matter, but he also knew that this was not a problem that could be solved by simply avoiding it.

After thinking about it for a while, Okada Taketake felt that there was no good way, so he spoke helplessly.

"Send them down to rest and receive treatment. They are no longer suitable for reconnaissance and combat missions. As the division commander, I have lost confidence in their abilities and condition."

"Hey, I understand."

Seeing the chief of staff preparing to leave to convey the order, Okada Taketake thought that he still had to add something and then spoke up.

"Also notify the troops to prepare for battle and be on alert."

"Those Russians have been unstoppable since they came south, and now they are at their peak, and it is time to get carried away. I concluded that our general situation has been exposed after the exchange of fire by the scouts. The enemy has gained control of the battlefield after the exchange of fire, and will definitely be able to sweep out some valuable information."

"In addition, from today to now, I have been able to see Russian planes hovering in the distance. To be honest, I have a very bad premonition. The Russian attack is likely to come soon, and we must prepare as quickly as possible. There is no need to take the initiative, but we must ensure that we can deal a heavy blow to the enemy when the Russians attack."

"Hey! I'll convey it now."

The chief of staff, who received another additional order, had not had time to leave before he saw a Japanese major running into the tent with a command knife on his shoulder, running straight to Okada Taketake and speaking without taking a breath.

"Mr. Division Commander, the German advisors Major Schneider and others have heard the news that the scouts were attacked and defeated by the Russians. They claim that the Russians will attack soon. They have suffered many such losses in the European battlefield before. They want to see you in person to explain the situation. They are now waiting outside for a meeting."

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After hearing this, Okada Taketake looked at the chief of staff beside him and blurted out another order.

"Bring them to see me, immediately."

"Hi!"