Chapter 367 Women's Clothing!

"Women's clothing is at the end of the chapter"

At the same time, the command post of the Mongolian Army Cavalry Group.

"How is it? What's the situation now? Are you still unable to contact the 26th Division and the 110th Division?"

"What a hell, I didn't expect the Eighth Route Army to be so hidden. This tactic of preferring to abandon several counties and lead our main force to Xinkou is definitely not the work of that surnamed Nie."

"Who is my real opponent?"

As a lieutenant general known for his caution, Nishihara Issaku thought he knew the Eighth Route Army very well.

At this moment, the old devil dared to swear on the samurai sword given by Tian Locust at his waist that the enemy's Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region must have changed its top commander before this battle.

After all, the deployment of one link after another with fierce aggression requires profound military skills and rigorous thinking ability.

This highly personal command style has nothing to do with the deputy commander of the 115th Division recorded in our own intelligence. Instead, it looks a bit like a man recuperating from his injuries in the north.

Just when Nishihara Issaku was deep in thought, a communications staff officer walked in from outside the house.

"Your Majesty Lieutenant General, a call from friendly forces."

"Currently, the 110th Division has fallen into a bitter battle and is temporarily unable to come to support. The 26th Division is in a relatively better situation, and only the vanguard has suffered heavy losses."

As soon as these words came out, the old devil immediately lowered his head and held his forehead to show his helplessness.

Unlike Iimorinuma and Yano Otonzaburo, who were extremely strong-willed, Nishihara Issaku, who had a full understanding of his own strength, did not choose to launch an attack at a disadvantage.

When the artillery of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region showed strong suppressive power, he immediately ordered the troops to squat in place to defend.

If all goes well with the friendly forces' attack plan, the cavalry group can catch up with the advance with its mobility and high breakthrough. If friendly forces are weakened, they can withdraw from the battlefield in time to protect themselves.

The above-mentioned plan is indeed somewhat unsatisfactory, but Nishihara Issaku also has his own difficulties. Who makes tanks and armored vehicles and other equipment rare and difficult to replenish.

Look at Yamamoto Isoroku of the Combined Fleet. He still feels sorry for the broken aircraft carriers under his command.

As the only organized armored unit in the entire North China Front, the cavalry group certainly needs to think twice before taking any action.

After a moment, the old Japanese glanced at the staff officers in the command post one by one, and then issued the combat order that he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Inform the independent mixed second brigade and ask Mano Goro to cooperate with the motorized infantry regiment and the tank regiment to launch an attack. The Eighth Route Army's Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region must be severely wounded at once so that the enemy does not dare to act rashly."

"After creating a certain amount of space, we immediately turned in the direction of the 110th Division."

"Whether it is an attack or a retreat in this battle, we can no longer be defeated one by one by the damn Republic of China people."

"Hi!"

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Independently mixed into the second brigade, forward position.

"Your Excellency, Major General, the group leader is calling! Our superiors asked us to cooperate with the tank regiment to launch a general attack on the Eighth Route Army's positions."

Hearing this, Mano Goro suddenly showed an expression of relief.

As a major general who came from the grassroots level, it is not that the old devil has never faced headwinds. Before his own brigade was formed, he once defeated two Guo Preserved Divisions as the captain of the regiment.

It's not scary to be at a disadvantage in terms of troops and firepower. What's scary is that your immediate superiors will lose the courage to fight.

"Okay! Let the 1st, 2nd, and 5th brigades cooperate with the friendly forces to attack together. The 3rd and 4th brigades, which suffered relatively serious losses, will serve as reserves and wait for instructions from the rear."

"We must follow up the pace of the armored forces and strive to penetrate the Eighth Route Army's frontal defense line in one go."

"Hi!"

Suddenly, there were sharp whistling sounds in the sky. As time went by, this familiar voice became louder and louder from far to near.

Mano Goro's expression was stern. He naturally knew that this was the sound of metal projectiles tearing through the sky at high speed.

Boom boom boom!

The dense artillery shells fell like raindrops on the position of the independent mixed second brigade, sending up puffs of smoke and debris that filled the sky.

Although it was not the first time for the Japanese to face this level of artillery fire, the Eighth Route Army's luxury still exceeded their imagination.

Almost all the trenches and obstacles that were originally built temporarily were destroyed, and even many underground bunkers and anti-gun caves were turned upside down.

In a sense, to fight positional warfare, a barrel gun with long range and high accuracy is needed.

After a few rounds of 105mm grenades, those civil bunkers that were rushed to work were basically scrapped, and they were completely ineffective.

After finally waiting for the bombardment to end, Mano Goro waved his samurai sword and urged the soldiers to prepare for battle.

For him, positional warfare is not a good choice. Given the current artillery gap between the enemy and ours, it is not much different from being bombed on the spot.

Thinking of this, the old devil's eyes became even more intense.

Maybe after this battle, maybe a few large-caliber howitzers can be captured?

"Report immediately to Lieutenant General Nishihara. The Eighth Route Army's artillery has just appeared in the southwest. Judging from the density just now, there is at least one regiment of troops."

"If possible, I hope that the group's search wing can cooperate in the operation and buy a certain amount of time for the brigade's attack."

"Hi!"

After a while, orders came out from the headquarters.

The first to bear the brunt were naturally the Japanese from the 2nd Independent Mixed Brigade and the 3rd Mobile Infantry Regiment. They followed various craters, carrying machine guns and rifles into the unrecognizable frontline positions, ready to meet the attack of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region.

At this moment, it was just like that moment.

Now the Eighth Route Army is mainly a combination of infantry and artillery, and the tactics of artillery bombardment and infantry rush are more skillful than them. Now that the artillery bombardment is over, the enemy's attack must be about to begin.

The only remaining tank regiment of the cavalry group is on standby in the rear, and now is not the best time for them to appear.

Because the smoke on the battlefield has not completely dissipated, the Japanese infantry on the front line did not see how many Eighth Route Army troops have come.

Suddenly, a strange engine sound came to the position of the 2nd Independent Mixed Brigade. It was as if dozens of Minotaurs and Smolensks were gathering to smoke in the thick smoke ahead.

As if he had guessed something, Mano Goro rushed to the communication room, picked up the phone and yelled loudly: "Rapid-fire guns! Send the rapid-fire guns to the front line! It's a tank! The Eighth Route Army has tanks!"

"The women's clothing is here, my cat thinks I'm crazy." (End of this chapter)