Chapter 530 Toilet Head, It's You! FV4005!

"I didn't expect it, it's" FV4005 "" ""

On October 13, 1942, southern Jiaolei Plain.

After nearly ten rounds of offensive and defensive battles, the line of defense of the Eighth Route Army Lu Province has retreated for more than 50 kilometers.

Taking advantage of the gap between the main forces to clean the battlefield, the leader of the 8th Division's delegation, Hengshan Jingxiong, hurriedly handled the work on hand, and then led a group of senior officers to leave the battlefield command post.

Adhering to the preparation of the war, victory over the enemy will know the enemy.

The devils boarded a high point. With the help of the advantages of the field of vision, they began to check the leakage, and strived to take out a perfect combat plan before the attack began.

"Hey, the enemy is really slippery. On this plain, the speed of human legs is actually faster than the track of the tank. The reputation of the strongest infantry in the Republic of China is really well -known.

"But now the overall situation has been determined, even if the Eighth Route Army is put in wings, don't want to take out my palm. The next battle is their death!"

"Go, let's go back. Do not let a few divisions wait for a long time."

Obviously, all the devils present, including Yokoyama Jingxiong, are in a good mood.

Several consecutive victories, the enemy was throwing a helmet and abandoning, which made them feel like they were in control.

The first time when he heard the Declaration of his head of victory, the Chief of Staff Chi Yaotuki moved, overlooking the endless coastline echo:

"The Lieutenant General is right. The violent attack of each division and the division will soon be forced to the Eighth Route Army to the beach. The enemy has no doubt that it will be defeated."

"Oh, although the scale of our No. 1 battle is not as good as the Mandanin plan of the allies. However, TG's family does not bring Britain and France, and it is also impossible to repeat the Miracle's miracle."

"Besides, the Eighth Route Army, who lost the hearts of the people, is like a tiger without teeth.

Until now, even people who have confidence in TG have begun to murmur. The atmosphere in the province was extremely depressed, and everything seemed to return to a nightmare five years ago.

Different from the Lu Province of the "Aihong", the Kanto Army, who has been singing all the way, now only feel that he is unstoppable.

Under the blessing of excessive awakening agents, the devils are getting more and more. The independentism of Showa Feng made a second spring in various divisions.

Thousands of medium and low -level officers shouted crazy, shouting the slogan of pushing the enemy into the sea regardless of day and night.

With their set off, the SS Skull Division, which is also a shaft camp, has a bit of people.

Thinking of this, Hengshan Jingxiong rubbed his eyebrows a little headache. It is really a good thing to dare to fight at the grassroots level, but it is a big hidden danger without listening to the command.

"Hey, after going back in a while, everyone should not be idle. You have to represent the headquarters of the division to condolences to the first -line offensive troops."

"The decisive battle is right, and the command system must not make mistakes."

"Hi!"

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Just as Yokoyama Jingxiong led the team to return, hundreds of captains and staff of Zuo officials from different divisions worked together to deduce the necessary equipment such as sand tables, battle trend maps, and large communications.

These devils cooperated with tacit understanding, and everyone could see that they were not the first cooperation.

Twenty minutes, a frontline command covering hundreds of square meters rose up.

After a while, the Lieutenant General of the 23rd Division of Mechanicalization, the leader of the General Division of the Division, across the commander, led the deputy to push the door.

After looking around, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, very energetic!"

"However, Zhujun still needs to continue to work hard. After the operation is completely over, the Kanto Army and the Disposal Army's headquarters will be rewarded. At that time, your efforts will be rewarded."

"By the way, if someone wants to go to the battlefield, you can find me Mao Sui at any time. The front -line combat troops have played hard in the near future, and the position of the middle commander will definitely be empty."

"Hi! Thank you Lieutenant General's appreciation."

In the sound of respectful and praise, Nishihara Guanzhi sat on the ammunition box. He laughed and almost lost himself.

Forces like the Twenty -Three Division, which are almost reimbursed in the Battle of Nuo Menhan, need to use victory to wash the shame with victory.

The No. 1 operation formulated by the camp just provided them with a grand stage.

Coupled with this mechanized division group, it is always active in the wing battlefield and is responsible for pursuing, and hardly touched the main force with the Eighth Route Army. This kind of good things that do not have to be able to pursue the leakage and mixing skills, how can Nishihara Guanzhi be unhappy.

"Good good, everyone is a samurai who is loyal to the brothers, don't have to" "

The old devil's words have not finished speaking, and the door of the front line command post was suddenly opened from the outside. This unexpected movement suddenly attracted the attention of everyone present.

I saw that the Lieutenant General of the Twelfth Division, the head of the General Marshal Tian, ​​Tada Tada, hiding his face with a dark face, and walked into the room while scolding his mother.

"Stupid! Two idiots that can enter the museum!"

"This is all in 1942. Why are the armored commanders who use the tank as a moving firepower point. As a lieutenant general, it is difficult to become Hoshino and Okada. They do not pay attention to the European battlefield. "" "

"Damn pig's crickets, they actually need to engage in the armor to react armor for their selfish desires. The armored forces are indeed very expensive, but is it the cannon fodder raised by the lady?"

Both were promoted to division commanders this year, and both were in a highly mobile field packhorse division, but the experience of Numata Takazo was completely different from that of Yokoyama Shizuo.

Because of his wealthy ancestors, the artillery regiment of the division was strong, and the 12th Division was directly dispatched to the front line by Okamura Yasuji.

The days of fighting caused the division to suffer heavy losses.

Even with the fire support provided by the 1st Tank Division and a large number of tanks providing golden shields, the several infantry regiments under it were still exhausted.

Hearing the complaints of his colleagues, Nishihara Kanji quickly put away the smile on his face.

If they were to take advantage of the situation now, there would be a big mess in their Kwantung Army. If the arrangements of the headquarters were disrupted, everyone would have to bear the consequences.

"Numata-kun, the commander-in-chief of the campaign certainly doesn't want the infantry to stand in front of the armored forces. The current tactics are the optimal solution after the staff weighed the pros and cons."

"Let's do this. The status and combat effectiveness of our 23rd Division are still pretty good. I will send a telegram to Quancheng later, and strive for our two divisions to exchange positions."

No mistakes, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

"Compared to a frontal assault, it is obviously much easier to intercept the enemy's fleeing soldiers. The next battle will definitely be a tough battle. The main attack will be left to me."

Although De San and Ben Zi are both big brothers in the Axis camp, in terms of the actual organization and application of the armored division, the former is obviously more reasonable than the latter.

The Germans concentrated on using tanks, which was based on tank troops as the backbone, and cooperated with motorized infantry, artillery and support troops that could keep up with tanks to form a highly mobile assault fist.

This kind of fighting style can only be learned by Ben Zi when bullying preserved fruits.

If you still try to imitate others when dealing with the Eighth Route Army, it is simply the same as seeking death.

Because he had suffered a loss on the first line of defense before, Hoshino Toshimoto proposed to split the tank unit into squadrons and use them as mobile firepower points for the slow infantry unit.

As soon as this was said, Numata Takazo immediately cast a grateful look.

Now there is a shortage of people in the Southeast Asian and Pacific battlefields. Once their division suffers too many casualties, there is a very high probability that they will not be able to get excellent soldiers for a long time.

"Thank you, Mr. Nishihara, I owe you a favor. If you need it, our 12th Division will definitely support you with all our strength."

Hearing this, Nishihara Kanji nodded with satisfaction, and he didn't expect to have an unexpected gain.

In fact, exchanging positions with friendly forces was not a temporary idea of ​​the old devil to take care of his colleagues.

It is cool to pick up heads and fight in a melee, but if he doesn't fight a few battles with real swords and guns, he really can't wash away the shame of the division.

One year after taking office, there are still people in the Kwantung Army who call the 23rd Division the tragic Komatsubara Corps. Nishihara Kanji doesn't want to keep this nickname that will leave a stain on his resume.

Only after a tough battle and a bloody baptism, his troops can be reborn.

Besides, isn't the combination of armored troops and mechanized troops the best solution given by the European battlefield?

"Numata-kun, you and I are both generals serving our country, so there is no need to be so polite. When we completely take back North China of the Republic of China, you can treat me to a meal."

At the critical moment when the two lieutenant generals were respectful to each other, Yokoyama Shizuo, who was out observing the battlefield, finally returned to the command post.

Feeling the pleasant atmosphere in the room, the old devil's worries were involuntarily relieved a little.

Considering the imminent battle, he took a sip of water and took a short break before coming to the simulation sand table, and then asked in a serious tone:

"Is there any news from the Army Aviation?"

"Did the reconnaissance plane of the Third Flying Division find the enemy's armored forces? It seems that the attack is about to reach the coastline. Is the Eighth Route Army going to take its trump card to the cemetery?"

Hearing the urgent and severe tone of his lieutenant general, the combat staff did not dare to keep it a secret, and answered directly and happily:

"Found it, those tanks are in the southeast of Jiaolai Plain. General Gangcun guessed wrong. The armored brigade of TG has not been updated. Their main equipment is still the Cicada."

"Yoshi, the 7-ton crispy skin is not a concern! Pass my order, launch an attack immediately after the rest, and don't give the Eighth Route Army a chance to breathe!"

"Hi!"

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On the other hand, just when the Kwantung Army was preparing to concentrate its superior forces to deliver a fatal blow to the Shandong Provincial Military Region, the counterattack plan of the tiger in the forest was about to begin.

Outside the battle command post, Li Yunlong, who had just arrived from Henan Province, looked at the 53-ton behemoth in front of him, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Oh my god, it turns out that Old Huang didn't lie to me! There really is a toilet head in the world that can spray tigers and leopards, and kill 95 light fighters in seconds! Could this be the legendary FV4005?" (End of this chapter)