Chapter 259: Hold on Firmly, There Will Be a Way!

In the inner city of Taiyuan, in the basement of the First Army Headquarters of the North China Front.

"It's been two hours! Why haven't Prime Minister Lu and General Gangcun called back yet?"

"Where have the reinforcements gone? These damn liars don't have a word of truth in their mouths! They should all be shot if they delay the fight for such a long time!"

"Keep an eye on me, any news will be sent to me as soon as possible."

The chattering Yoshio Iwamatsu made everyone in the headquarters fall into silence.

The staff members worked quietly, for fear of angering their commander, and no one wanted to suffer another big fight.

It seemed that the old devil's curse had an effect. The communications officer wearing headphones suddenly picked up a pen and paper and started recording. Then he opened the code book and began to decrypt.

Just a few seconds later, he came to Yoshio Iwamatsu with a pale face.

"Your Excellency, Commander, Commander Gangcun just sent a telegram and issued a new phase of combat instructions."

As soon as these words came out, the communications soldier instantly became the focus of the basement. Everyone looked at him, hoping that some good news could come from the other person's mouth.

Under the heavy pressure, the little devil began to tremble, and then said in a trembling tone:

"It will take another week for the Mongolian Army and the Kwantung Army to arrive in Jin Province. The troops directly under the North China Front are blocked in the Niangziguan area by the Eighth Route Army and are temporarily unable to support them."

"General Okamura Neiji specifically told me to hold on firmly and there will be a solution!"

After speaking, the signal soldier quickly lowered his head and stood at attention, ready to be beaten.

But Yoshio Iwamatsu did not get angry, but calmly took the telegram and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

"Hahaha! Such a strong guard!"

"How can the First Army hold Taiyuan with just 10,000 soldiers under my command?"

The ups and downs in life always come too quickly. One second ago, we were still in heaven, the situation was great across the board, and friendly troops were on the way.

But the next second it went straight to hell. Not only was the defense line broken by the Eighth Route Army, but even the reinforcements could not be put in place in time.

Amid internal and external troubles, no matter how good the commanders are, they are only as good as one of them.

As luck would have it, misfortune never comes alone. Just as Yoshio Iwamatsu was preparing to arrange a street battle, Masa Hanatani, the chief of staff of the First Army, kicked open the basement door.

It is worth mentioning that he was actually carrying a Jin-made Thomson and had many blood stains on his body.

Combined with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke on the opponent's clothes, it is not difficult to tell that this person has just been withdrawn from the frontline battlefield.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General! The Eighth Route Army has successfully broken through the east and south walls. Currently, 15,000 enemies have entered the city and have established a bridgehead on the outside."

"Although the warriors resisted desperately, there was a huge disparity in firepower between the enemy and ourselves, so we could only rely on fortifications to block them."

"The Xiaobeimen Industrial Zone has also been attacked, and the defenders are fighting enemies of unknown origin. However, I have arranged for two squadrons of troops to go for reinforcements and temporarily stabilize the situation."

A major general, chief of staff, actually carried a submachine gun and went to the front line to serve as a leading soldier.

This irresponsible behavior made Yoshio Iwamatsu very dissatisfied. But thinking that the other party was doing something serious, the old devil didn't say much.

It was expected that the city wall would fall. After all, he saw the first aerial bomb hit the city wall with his own eyes.

It's just that the speed at which the Eighth Route Army entered the city was so fast that it was a bit unbelievable.

The garrison forces on the east and south city walls are all at the brigade level, plus a large number of Imperial Association troops serving as cannon fodder, with a strength of almost 3,000 people.

What's more, there are also fortresses on the outside. With sufficient ammunition and supplies, it can be defended for a day or two anyway.

However, only three hours have passed since the enemy's general attack, and the opponent has actually established a bridgehead. Such an outrageous and unreasonable speed of advancement made everyone in the basement despair.

Although his partner did not reply, Hua Guzheng seemed to have noticed the other party's doubts, so he took the initiative to explain in a hurried tone:

"The troops attacking south of the city are the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army. In addition to infantry, the enemy also sent engineers and artillery to assist in the battle."

"Our masonry and civil engineering defenses cannot function as originally expected when faced with the close range direct aim of the M18 cannon."

"In just the first round of the attack, all firepower points and bunkers on the periphery were destroyed almost simultaneously. We have now lost 30% of our position."

With the support of artillery, the speed of advancement must be unstoppable.

The only question now is, the moat outside Taiyuan City is so wide, how did the Eighth Route Army break through?

Could it be that several trucks were driven directly into the river to serve as the main bridge? Or maybe the enemy has a Gundam, or even a specialized underwater type?

After thinking for a moment, Iwamatsu Yoshio suddenly exploded and punched the table in front of him.

"Send me an order to prepare the troops for street fighting! We must fight until there are no houses left and no pure land left!"

"Each regiment entered the battlefield according to the pre-arrangement, relying on the previously constructed firepower points to block, and started fighting with the Eighth Route Army house-by-house and street-by-street!"

"We have no retreat. We are allowed to use civilians as shields when necessary! Leave all the factories in the city alone. We can blow up as many as we can."

Everyone present was a mid-level and high-level officer, so they naturally understood that their commander was ready to die on the battlefield. After years of Bushido brainwashing, they regained their fighting spirit at the critical moment.

"Hi!"

"Long live His Majesty the Locust, and long live the country of Japan!"

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Taiyuan, detective team headquarters. ·

After sending the special forces regiment into the Taiyuan Arsenal, Captain Jia, with the idea of ​​not causing trouble for Zheng Yingqi, immediately led Lao Liu and Lao Jiu to evacuate the battlefield.

That kind of intense battle was far beyond their capabilities. If there was no special person to protect them, they would definitely die without a burial place.

After leaving the factory gate, the three of them avoided several battle zones by relying on the routes they had figured out during years of idleness, and successfully returned to the detective team headquarters.

As soon as they climbed over the wall and entered the compound, Captain Jia was thrown to the ground.

"Oh, which blind bastard is it! I've only been out for more than an hour, and you want to usurp the throne!"

After seeing that it was their captain who came back, more than a dozen lackeys ran over like the wind. They grabbed the arms of the three and ran inside, fearing that they would be discovered by someone.

In order to provide sufficient weapons for the special forces regiment, the entire detective team of 600 people only had dozens of pistols left.

Once the incident was exposed and the Japanese came to their door, these drunkards would not even have the ability to resist.

After returning to the safe barracks, Captain Jia sat down on the armchair. Many younger brothers rushed to serve tea and water, and everyone's face was full of curiosity.

"Captain, how did you perform this time?"

"Did you show the prestige of the detective team? Did Captain Zheng mention asking for mercy for us?"

Jia Gui knew that his men did not really care about him. But he was very happy after killing a Japanese sergeant.

So he did not care about those trivial matters, but stood up and said vividly:

"This time, I made great efforts to help Captain Zheng and the soldiers solve the big trouble, and even killed a little Japanese."

"At that time, the sergeant was only three meters away. I first gained his trust. Then I took the opportunity to cover my head and stick out my butt, and shot the Japanese to death."

"You really don't say, even Captain Zheng didn't expect that I fired the first shot."

Although the verbs used by his own captain were very strange, people couldn't help but imagine the scene of being beaten. But judging from the expressions of Lao Liu and Lao Jiu, the other party certainly did not exaggerate the battle record.

In this way, it is possible that they can really be regarded as making meritorious contributions after the war.

But at this moment, the sound of a Type 92 heavy machine gun came from a building 50 meters away from the detective team. The devils relied on the defensive positions on the high-rise buildings to shoot at the Eighth Route Army infantry with intensive firepower.

Following the shooting trajectory, Captain Jia found a company of soldiers. The other side was obviously not an ordinary person. Even if they were attacked by surprise, they could fight back and forth with the Japanese army.

Street fighting can be called a meat grinder on the battlefield. Generally, casualties are particularly large.

The complex terrain makes all kinds of accidents happen in the battle. The long-term tug-of-war is a great test for the willpower of both parties involved.

After learning that the 129th Division was going to attack Taiyuan, the First Army arranged a large number of defensive fortifications in the city.

This led to the Eighth Route Army having to conduct house-to-house inspections during the advancement, otherwise they might face bullets from behind.

Moreover, due to the restrictions of many houses and streets, it was difficult for the soldiers to form a numerical advantage in the local positions, and the battle was very difficult for a time.

Just when Captain Jia was fascinated, Lao Liu beside him suddenly exclaimed.

"Captain, look! That's the artillery of the Eighth Route Army!"

"They actually dismantled the cannon into parts and carried it into the city. It's really amazing."

"By the way, are those people looking for something? I have been observing for half a minute, and they have been looking around."

Following Lao Liu's guidance, Jia Gui saw more than 20 Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Although he had never participated in a serious battle, he had only pulled out the turtle box in his hand twice. But he knew the importance of commanding heights in a war, because the guerrillas often walked on the roof.

If the Eighth Route Army wanted to quickly knock out the enemy's firepower points, the best way was to fire artillery from a high place. After all, there were too many houses in Taiyuan City, which greatly affected the shooting range.

Looking at the soldiers falling in the pool of blood, and thinking of the rampant faces of the devils, Jia Gui's ugly face gradually rose a trace of human light.

"Sixth brother! Bring me a red sleeve!!"

"Fuck, I've been stabbed in the back every day and called a traitor for half my life. Today I must be a Chinese again!"

"If you have guts! If you are a man! Get ready! I will bring the Eighth Route Army into our detective team and take them to set up artillery positions on the third floor platform!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed incredible expressions.

In their opinion, their captain was really crazy. Now there are guns and bullets outside, and if you are not careful, you will die under the guns of the devils.

Being a traitor is just to make a living. If you have blood and courage, you would have gone to the county brigade long ago.

As expected, no one in the detective team responded to the call. Even Sixth brother and Ninth brother just lowered their heads and didn't speak, pretending not to hear.

In this situation, Jia Gui said nothing. He just silently put on the red armband on his left arm, took the key of the gate and rushed out of the barracks without saying a word.

After unlocking the door, he shouted to the artillerymen not far away: "Comrades! Come in! I am from the Eighth Route Army Special Forces Regiment! My superior is Zheng Yingqi, the commander of the regiment!"

After hearing the call, Wang Chengzhu led his soldiers to the headquarters of the detective team without hesitation.

Although the other party looked very strange and used the word "superior", his behavior looked suspicious. But the man had a red armband on his left arm, so he must be a comrade of his side.

The hiding place of the artillerymen was not far from the detective team, only 50 meters away.

But the M18 cannon was too heavy. A single cannon weighed 1,160 kilograms, not to mention the weight of the shells.

In order to support the artillerymen in time, the soldiers disassembled the entire cannon.

The cannon body was carried with a shoulder pole, the cannon wheels could be carried on the back, and the large frame could be carried in a bucket.

From entering the city to now, this artillery group has moved eight kilometers by manpower, and every soldier is exhausted.

If it weren't for the Southeast Shanxi Logistics Department's large-scale breeding, so that all levels of troops could have pork and chicken to eat, the artillery group might have collapsed.

In order to help Wang Chengzhu and others, Captain Jia rushed out directly from the gate of the detective team. He took an ammunition box very self-awarely, and said enthusiastically while leading the way:

"Come, I'll help you get it."

"I just saw you upstairs. I'll lead the way for you. You can go to the third floor through the courtyard in front."

"Thank you, master."

I don't know if it was because there were so many people, the Japanese on the high building discovered Wang Chengzhu's artillery group. Two Type 99 rifles and several rifle bullets attacked, and two people fell to the ground in an instant.

Among them was Captain Jia, after all, he had no military training and it was his first time on the battlefield.

A round of the Type 38 rifle shot through his abdomen, and blood quickly soaked the green traitor uniform.

This scene made everyone in the detective team tear their eyes out. To be honest, Jia Gui was pretty good to his men, and they had already formed a special relationship after getting along for a few years.

"Captain!"

After a shout, dozens of brothers, led by Lao Liu and Lao Jiu, rushed out of the barracks under the enemy's bullets.

Fortunately, the infantry on the front battlefield reacted in time and temporarily suppressed the Japanese with powerful firepower, otherwise these rookies would have suffered heavy casualties.

The detective team worked together to carry the parts of the M18 cannon to the third floor, and then surrounded Jia Gui.

"Damn, wasn't I very handsome just now!"

Lao Liu held the other's hands tightly and said very sadly: "Handsome! Captain, you are the most handsome!"

"Don't fucking call me captain, I have a name! I am from Anzhou, Hebei, China, and my name is Jia Gui!"

"Brothers, we can't walk the same road in the future! Reform well! Be a new person! Remember to send my ashes home! I am not a fucking traitor!"

Captain Jia's plot was actually thought out last year.