The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

The Japanese North China Front Army Command, Okamura Ningji, as a commander with hundreds of thousands of troops in his hand, has paid little attention to the battles of the size of the regiment.

But today was an accident. He had been guarding the war room since dawn, watching every move of the mopping up troops in Fangshan County. He read every battle report sent back by Major General Ikeda carefully.

"Your Excellency, Commander, good news: General Ikeda successfully captured the Maoershan Eighth Route Army station, and the Eighth Route Army fled. They planned to stay there for one night before evacuating the mountains and returning to Fangshan County." The communication staff rushed into the war room with a happy face.

Neiji Okamura looked forward to receiving this good news, thinking that Major General Ikeda had really won some great victory in Maoer Mountain.

After reading the telegram, the expected smile did not appear on his face.

If the mopping up troops really won a big victory in Maoer Mountain, Major General Ikeda would definitely write the number of enemies wiped out in the victory report.

But in the battle report, apart from taking down the Maoershan Eighth Route Army garrison, there was nothing about how many Eighth Route Army troops were wiped out.

Neiji Okamura is not the kind of stupefied young man who doesn't understand anything. He has very rich experience in combat command. After reading it, he can see the tricks in this battle report.

On the surface, it looks like a victory telegram, but it is actually an ordinary battle report.

Although the mopping-up troops occupied the Maoershan Eighth Route Army garrison, they did not fight a big battle there, indicating that Maoershan was voluntarily abandoned by the Eighth Route Army.

In order to encourage the morale of the army, Major General Ikeda asked himself to issue an order to withdraw the troops by taking the Maoershan Eighth Route Army garrison as the result of the victory, and deliberately called this battle report a victory report.Since it was easy to keep the mopping-up troops and the headquarters, it also found a step for the withdrawal of the troops, so that the mopping-up troops could smoothly withdraw from the mountains and return to Fangshan County.

Okamura Ningji didn't want to mop up the troops and have an accident in the mountains.

They were not allowed to retreat yesterday because it was a last resort to save the face of the headquarters.

Now that there is a reason to withdraw the troops, it would be too risky to let them stay in the mountains, so they immediately ordered: "Call Major General Ikeda back, and the headquarters congratulates them on successfully taking the Eighth Route Army station in Maoer Mountain."

"Now that the mopping up mission has been completed, the command agrees that they will withdraw from the mountains tomorrow to end the mopping up, but they must destroy the Eighth Route Army's garrison before withdrawing."

"When they return to Fangshan County, I will personally go over to celebrate them."

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At six o'clock in the afternoon, nearly [-] Japanese and puppet troops were stationed in the guerrilla brigade.

Out of caution, Major General Ikeda did not intend to camp in the garrison, but in the surrounding area except for the guerrilla brigade garrison, there was no other suitable place for troops to camp.

As a last resort, the guerrilla brigade can only be located as a temporary camp for mopping up troops.

In order to ensure safety, Major General Ikeda sent a squadron to check the garrison with all the imperial association troops again, confirming that there were really no traps inside before officially entering the garrison.

Major General Ikeda lived in the headquarters of the guerrilla brigade as a matter of course, and the troops were scattered around the headquarters. In order to prevent the Eighth Route Army from attacking them again with artillery fire, the Japanese and puppet troops also used local materials and built many bunkers in the station.

In case of an accident, the troops can immediately enter the bunker to avoid artillery fire.

At 06:30 in the afternoon, the devils started cooking, and there were rising smoke and blazing bonfires everywhere in the resident.

Half an hour later, the strong smell of rice began to permeate the resident, and the devils sat around the campfire in small groups and finished their meal, enjoying the last meal in their lives.

"Rumble..."

A ground-shaking explosion sounded suddenly in the middle of the largest open space in the garrison, and a large hole was directly blown into the flat ground. Flames and black smoke gushed out from the hole, like a volcanic eruption, and quickly exploded in the sky. A huge mushroom cloud up to 20 meters is formed.

It is very open here, suitable for artillery to mount guns.

In order to counterattack the Eighth Route Army artillery that might sneak attack on him tonight, Major General Ikeda arranged several artillery squadrons and artillery squadrons under his command here.

When the explosion sounded, they set up the artillery in the open space, and the gunner sat around the campfire with a lunch box.

The explosion site was located right next to a campfire.

In the orange flames, the burning wooden sticks in the bonfire were instantly blown away and smashed to the surroundings at a very fast speed.

If some Japanese and puppet soldiers were unlucky and were hit by these wooden sticks, they would either die or be injured, and almost none of them were intact.

There were more than a dozen little devils sitting around the pair of bonfires, and they were blown away together with the wooden sticks. There were also several soldiers who were blown to nothing. Bright red pieces of meat and blood fell from the sky like rain, covering the ground. They were all dyed red, as tragic as they wanted to be.

With the explosion point as the center, several pairs of bonfires around seemed to have experienced a storm. All the burning wood was blown away by the air waves, leaving traces of wind blowing on the ground.

All the little devils within 20 meters were blown up, and fell in various postures at places farther from the explosion point.

The little devils 20 meters away were blown to the ground. Almost all of them had their heads facing outwards and their feet were facing the explosion point. There were no wounds on their bodies, and they looked as if they were asleep.

As the seconds passed, these 'asleep' little devils began to bleed from their orifices, telling outsiders that they had died.

"Rumble..."

The second explosion sounded in the barracks area of ​​the station only two or three seconds later.

The crude barracks built with thatched grass were torn to pieces on the spot, a fireball mixed with a lot of black smoke rose from the ground, and many Japanese and puppet soldiers who were resting in the barracks were blown up and turned into corpses on the ground.

Major General Ikeda was finishing his meal at the headquarters. When the explosion sounded, the ground under his feet trembled twice. His first reaction was that there was an earthquake.

Japan is an island country with frequent earthquakes. Major General Ikeda has experienced it more than once. He left his lunch box and ran out, almost colliding with the rushing guards.

"General, something happened, something happened to our station..." Shao Zuo Ishii started to shout from a long distance away.

Major General Ikeda finally realized that something was wrong.

It is impossible for a real earthquake to end after just one or two shocks, nor will there be such a violent explosion just now.

Looking up, I saw two huge fireballs like mushroom clouds rising from the resident training ground and the barracks area.

The boss with his mouth open was obviously quite frightened.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The scream of shells suddenly sounded in the sky above the garrison, and Major Ishii was pulled back to reality in an instant. A guard rushed towards him at the same time. The moment the two of them fell to the ground, the explosion sounded right next to his ears.

A scorching air wave swept from behind, and when he turned his head, he saw that the headquarters was flattened by shells.

Beads of sweat dripped down Major General Ikeda's forehead like rain, his eyes full of panic.

Fortunately, I evacuated the headquarters out of vigilance just now, otherwise I would have turned into a corpse, no, I should have been blown to nothing by shells.

At the same time, Major Ishii threw himself beside him, dodging the first round of artillery raid from the Eighth Route Army, and hurriedly reported before Major General Ikeda could speak: "General, we have been fooled."

"The Eighth Route Army buried a large amount of gunpowder deep in the garrison and detonated it from a long distance. Our troops stationed in the barracks area and training ground were devastated, especially the artillery. They have almost lost their combat effectiveness."

"We can't stay here any longer. The troops must immediately leave Mao'er Mountain and return to Fangshan County."

"Without artillery, the poison gas bombs we equipped would lose their effectiveness, and the Eighth Route Army could use artillery to continue to consume our troops until we were wiped out."

Major General Ikeda was too angry to speak.

Since entering Mao'er Mountain, I have been cautious enough, but in the end I was tricked by the Eighth Route Army.

Looking at the shells constantly falling around him, he knew that it was time for him to make up his mind immediately, otherwise the troops would lose a lot of troops if they retreated a minute later.

Get up from the ground and order with a sullen face: "Retreat, all troops marched out of the garrison in a hurry, we meet at the gate of the garrison, withdraw from Mao'er Mountain, and return to Fangshan County."

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Ten minutes later, the last explosion sounded at the gate of the station.

At this moment, the garrison has been razed to the ground, no, to be precise, it should be burnt to a flat bottom. Looking around, there are blazing thatched huts everywhere. The sky was covered tightly, as if it was going to rain heavily.

The ground is full of craters from shells, big and small.

The two most glaring craters were made by gunpowder, with a depth of more than three meters and a diameter of more than ten meters. The soil was burnt black, with bright red flesh and blood mixed in...

The corpses of the Japanese and puppet soldiers were scattered all over the crater. According to visual inspection, there were at least [-] corpses, especially around the two largest craters.

Zhang Xuan was dumbfounded, and at this moment he understood what the captain meant by taking an earth plane.

The explosives buried deep in the ground suddenly exploded, and the little devils on the surface were blown away together by stepping on the soil. Isn't this just an earthen plane?

Although the garrison was destroyed, I felt a little sad and heartbroken, but compared with the results of the battle, this loss was obviously nothing.

"Captain, can I take someone in to clean up the battlefield?" Zhang Xuan couldn't help but want to rush into the garrison to confirm the number of corpses of the Japanese and puppet soldiers. By the way, he looked at the good things that the devils left for him, and asked Huang Yu anxiously. .

"Wait a little longer..." Huang Yu shook his head.

"The devils are equipped with poison gas bombs. If they are left in the garrison, they must confirm their safety before the troops can enter the battlefield."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Duan Peng running towards them with a happy expression on his face. He took a breath before suppressing the excitement in his heart. He looked at Huang Yu and said as calmly as possible: "Head, we found the little devil's gas bombs. There are four hundred bombs in total. They were stored in four places, and the remaining gas bombs were either used or taken away by devils.”

"A box of ten poison gas bombs, all intact, I have asked the Special Forces to seal them up and they can be transported away at any time."

The first thought that popped into Huang Yu's mind was to shoot out these poisonous gas bombs and return them to the little devil, an eye for an eye.

But when I thought about the reason why I and Kong Jie left Northwest Shanxi, I had no choice but to give up this idea, and watched Duan Peng solemnly order: "Transport these poison gas bombs out of the station immediately, and transport them all with the mules and horses we brought, without mine." Order, no one can come near..."

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