nycdaug Chapter 189 Annihilation of a Brigade
Chapter 189 Annihilation of a Brigade
"Whoa!" Sun Yongfei exclaimed as he watched the puffs of white smoke rising from the ground.
As one of the first pilots in the Air Force, he was selected to participate in the war in Northeast China because of his excellent skills.
Seeing the Japanese artillery positions turn into a sea of fire under his guidance filled him with immense pleasure!
Aircraft from all over the world haven't even started fighting yet, so he's setting a precedent.
After the artillery fire below was completed, Sun Yongfei lowered his flight altitude so he could assess the effectiveness of the bombardment.
The Japanese positions on the ground were in a terrible state, riddled with shell craters, and numerous artillery pieces lay scattered about. Japanese corpses were strewn everywhere.
The Japanese artillery position had been almost completely destroyed. Sun Yongfei circled twice in the sky, flapped his wings, and flew back.
"Division Commander, the entire artillery regiment has been wiped out. The Chinese army, led by tanks, is charging towards our division headquarters, and they are less than ten kilometers away!" Matsumura Mutomoto's expression changed drastically upon hearing the chief of staff's words.
"What about the Takeshita Brigade? Didn't a single soldier escape back?" Matsumura Tsutomu asked loudly.
"The Chinese have tanks and cavalry in pursuit, while we are only infantry. I'm afraid the Takeshita Brigade..." The chief of staff didn't say much more, but everyone understood that it seemed the Takeshita Brigade had probably been completely wiped out.
"Baka yarou! The division headquarters must relocate immediately! Tell Nakamura Masao that he must hold off the Chinese attack to buy time for the division headquarters to relocate," Matsushima Muto ordered.
Defeat in this battle is inevitable! He doesn't want to die here.
"Yes, sir!" The chief of staff hurriedly relayed the order. Soon, the 1st Division headquarters was bustling with activity, and officers quickly directed soldiers to pack various documents, materials, and other items.
"Baka yarou! Bastard!" Nakamura Masao cursed Matsushima Tsutomu in his heart upon receiving the order.
He knew perfectly well the strength of the Takeshita Brigade; they had been completely annihilated after only an hour or two of resistance. He himself had less than five thousand men, and was also lacking in weapons and ammunition. What could he possibly use to fight the Chinese?
The Chinese have another powerful war machine they've never seen before! Masao Nakamura's face was full of bitterness.
However, he dared not disobey the division commander's orders and had no choice but to order preparations for battle.
"Commander, the Chinese army has defeated the Takeshita Brigade of my 1st Division and is advancing towards the 1st Division headquarters."
"Furthermore, several divisions under my four armies have already engaged in combat with the Chinese army, and the enemy's offensive is fierce. Our army has suffered very heavy losses!"
"Baka yarou! Where did all these Chinese troops come from? What are our intelligence departments doing?! Ugh! Bastards, good-for-nothings!" Oyama Iwao took the telegram handed to him by the staff officer, glanced at it, and then slammed it to the ground, roaring loudly.
"Hey! Commander, it's all our fault!" A major general in charge of intelligence had no choice but to step forward and admit his mistake.
"Men, take him away and hand him over to a military court!" Oyama Iwao didn't want to look at the intelligence officer again.
Several military police officers came in and escorted the pale-faced, swaying intelligence officer out.
"Order all rear divisions to prepare for battle and provide support to other divisions at any time. Order the intelligence department to quickly ascertain the exact number of Chinese troops. If they fail to do so, they will all be executed!"
"Hey!" Several officers quickly retreated. The commander was in a very bad mood, and no one wanted to bear his wrath here.
Da Shanyan took a sip of tea, calming his anger slightly. He had previously been thinking of teaching the Chinese army a lesson.
Unexpectedly, Shen Lian slapped him across the face, making his face sting slightly.
He really couldn't understand where Shen Lian got so many troops, and even advanced tanks and airplanes.
Did he receive support from the Western powers? That must be it!
Damn it! These foreigners are all bad news!
Is this a trap set by the Western powers? After we defeat the Russians, will they support the Chinese to deal with us?
No, this situation must be reported back to the country immediately. Da Shan Yan abruptly stood up; "Someone come here!"
. . . . . .
Zhang Tieniu led his guard platoon across the battlefield, annihilating the Japanese Takeshita Brigade. His 36th Regiment was left behind to clean up the battlefield.
The 37th Regiment took over their mission and followed the tanks to continue the attack on the next Japanese position.
The battle was fought very easily; the 36th Regiment suffered fewer than two hundred casualties. Zhang Tieniu wanted to say he could still fight!
However, he knew he couldn't take all the credit for himself, so he obediently accepted the order and began leading his soldiers to clean up the battlefield.
Fortunately, cleaning up the battlefield was a pleasant task, and the soldiers didn't complain much.
Seeing the large pile of mangled flesh on the ground, Zhang Tieniu would have almost vomited if he hadn't gone through several battles.
There appeared to be four or five Japanese soldiers' corpses, run over by tanks. The mud and blood were mixed together in a large, black mass, with only some hands, feet, and a few heads visible.
"How many Japanese prisoners do we have?" Zhang Tieniu asked, suppressing his nausea.
"There were only a little over 160 people. Because of orders from the military headquarters, all the seriously wounded prisoners were executed!" the chief of staff replied.
"Have these prisoners collect the Japanese soldiers' corpses and burn them, and also dispose of the rotten flesh. We still need to grow crops on this land in the future!" Zhang Tieniu nodded and said.
"Yes!"
"Commander, Commander! We've found Takeshita Shun's body. Here's his command sword!" Sun Chuanwu ran over excitedly, holding a Japanese command sword.
"Good!" Zhang Tieniu took the military knife and looked at it. The handle was actually made of gold. When he pulled it out, the blade gleamed coldly, and there was a badge engraved on the guard.
"Take me to see this right away!" Zhang Tieniu said, putting away his military knife.
“Okay!” Sun Chuanwu quickly turned around and led the way.
"Chuanwu, I heard you were blasted off a tank by a cannon. Are you alright?" Zhang Tieniu asked as he walked.
Tie Niu had always been very concerned about this brother who had followed him since he became a platoon leader and had even saved his life.
"I'm fine! Commander, I'm not hurt at all. Hehe!"
"You're a company commander now, remember your place. Your mission is to command your brothers in battle, not to take risks!" Zhang Tieniu reprimanded sternly.
"I know I was wrong, Commander!" Sun Chuanwu scratched his head.
"Hmph, if you do that again, I'll fire you! Since you like shooting, you might as well become a soldier!"
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare! Hehe!" Sun Chuanwu chuckled sheepishly. He knew that the regimental commander was concerned about him.
"Lead the way quickly!" Zhang Tieniu shook his head. This kid's penchant for leading from the front was also influenced by him.
It is said that the soldiers are just like the officers. Zhang Tieniu used to like to lead by example, and the officers he trained were the same.