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Chapter 85 085 Big Dog: Battalion Commander, Monk Wei is dead! (4.3k)

After the battle is over, cleaning the battlefield is the housekeeping skill of the Independence Battalion.

With the assistance of the captives, it took only a quarter of an hour to get it done easily.

In this battle, the newly formed 10th Regiment of the Third Group of the Puppet North China Security Army was wiped out, 356 people under the colonel's head Liu Yinhuan were killed, and 474 people were captured.

Seized 2 heavy machine guns, 8 grenades, 3 mortars, 15 light machine guns, 729 rifles, and more than 60000 bullets...

System: "Reward 100 cans of herring, a psychological warfare megaphone (an array of twelve high-power speakers, the volume can reach 3000 meters, with tens of thousands of shouting recordings, which can automatically convert female voices, uncle voices, loli voices... ...), a short-range radio signal jammer."

Just after listening to the reward broadcast, I heard the big dog shout:

"My mother, monk, what are you doing, battalion commander, battalion commander, come and have a look, monk is dead!"

When Wang Liang heard the barking of the big dog, he panicked. What happened to this stupid monk?
Hurrying to the side of the truck, I saw that the monk had already rolled his eyes, and his limbs were twitching non-stop.

When Wang Liang saw that the box on the ground had been opened, the canned herring that was half missing, and the bluish-white soup dripping from the corner of the monk's mouth, he immediately understood what was going on.

He kicked the big dog with a smile and said:
"What the hell are you still doing in a daze, pinching someone and giving him artificial respiration, didn't President Takeda teach you in the first aid training class?"

The big dog said very stubbornly: "I won't do it, the battalion commander should do it, I'm not a tide, right? This monk ate feces, it stinks to death, and my dog ​​is screaming! Kill me! None!"

Wei Dayong: "..."

After the battlefield was cleaned up, the Xinzhan megaphone and short-range wireless jammer were found on the truck. Wang Liang ordered to evacuate the scene immediately, and reinforcements from nearby strongholds should be arriving soon.

When Wang Liang led the wounded to Shigu Village.

Shi Hongquan, colonel commander of the 166st Regiment of the 1th Division in the Shanxi-Chahar War Zone, and Ye Wanshou, the battalion commander of the battalion directly under the Jue Zong Yizong, greeted them.

The two were afraid of being killed by snipers, so they took off their officers' clothes and replaced them with those of soldiers without military rank.

Slightly but not much gloating, he stepped forward and said:

"Brothers, don't be discouraged if you lose the battle. It is already very good to be able to retreat unscathed."

"We still have to rely on our regular army to fight tough battles. Let's see how we can severely damage the regiment of the puppet army later."

Wang Liang was confused by these two people: "Where did these two idiots come from?"

After scolding Wang Liang, he led the team forward without looking back.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, I am very tired, so I should go back and rest quickly.

Ye Wanshou immediately became impatient: "Hey! Who are you scolding?!"

Shi Hongquan held him back: "Brother Ye, don't be as knowledgeable as them. They feel ashamed after losing the battle, and they are really angry. They use us as a punching bag."

Ye Wanshou said: "It's true that people with no skills have the worst temper!"

……

After half an hour.

Waiting and waiting for the puppet army to come, but Chang Naichao and Chu Yunfei came back with the guards.

It turned out that the two men met the Japanese and puppet reinforcements on the way back and were forced to take a detour, so this wasted time.

Until now, Chang Naichao and Chu Yunfei hadn't recovered from the shock caused by the battle of turning their hands into clouds and turning their hands into rain just now.

After listening to Chang Naichao's introduction, Ye Wanshou couldn't believe it: "What? The new 10th Regiment was wiped out by the Eighth Route Army?"

"A battalion of 300 wiped out a regiment of 800?! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Shi Hongquan also said: "Chief of Staff, don't make fun of us. Did the new 10th Regiment divert its route and not come towards our Shigu Village?"

Chang Naichao said helplessly: "Do you think I'm joking? The new 10th Regiment was wiped out by the Eighth Route Independent Battalion."

"After the battle, they evacuated separately. The team that passed by Shigu Village just now should be the team that transported the wounded, and the other team escorted four or five hundred prisoners and supplies to the east."

Chu Yunfei on the side nodded: "What the Chief of Staff said is the truth, it is indeed the case."

Chang Naichao was not joking. Shi Hongquan and Ye Wanshou, who learned the truth, widened their eyes and opened their mouths, looking in disbelief and shock.

Thinking about how I was gloating to comfort others just now...

No wonder people called him a fool...

The clown turned out to be himself...

After a long time, Chang Naichao said: "I have to get in touch with this independent battalion of the Eighth Route Army if I find a chance."

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three days later.

Lincheng County Command of the Japanese Army.

The phone on Masato Kawamoto's desk, who was reading documents in the office, rang.

"Sir, here they are."

"Oh, okay, I see, take them to the meeting room, I'll be there in a while."

Masaru Kawamoto looked a little tired.

The Lincheng County he governed has always been a model benchmark in the central Hebei region.

Whether it is public security or economy, it can be ranked first.

But since the troops from the 386th Brigade Independent Battalion entered the territory, one situation after another happened frequently.

Three days ago, the No. 10 members of the newly formed [-]th Regiment of the Third Group of the North China Security Army were wiped out by the Independent Battalion!

Shocked, the rest of Masaru Kawamoto was angry.

The reprimands from the chiefs at all levels made him even more at a loss.

He urgently needs to find a way to break the situation.

And the guest who visited today may be able to help him turn things around.

Masaru Kawamoto washed his face, shaved off the beard growing from his chin, adjusted his military uniform in front of the mirror, and went to the conference room.

"Chief Liu, I'm so sorry to keep you waiting!"

After Masaru Kawamoto entered the meeting room, he first saluted the military and then bowed, very humble.

The person who came here was Liu Yuhuan and Liu Yinhuan, the elder brothers of the two wronged younger brothers, and Liu Jinhuan, the chief of staff of the Third Army of the North China Security Army at the time.

For a traitor like Liu Jinhuan, Chuanbenzheng naturally looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

But the chief of staff of the major general is considered a position of real power, not to mention that Liu Jinhuan also served as the brigade commander of Fengjun, and many old subordinates served in the third group, and his appeal and influence should not be underestimated.

So face-to-face respect is still required.

Seeing that Chuan was coming, Liu Jinhuan didn't dare to push him, so he got up quickly.

Although he was in an extremely bad mood at the moment, facing the Japanese who were the parents of food and clothing, he had to squeeze out a smile:

"Mr. Kawamoto, you are too polite. I should apologize to you for interrupting your work because of your abrupt visit."

Naturally, Liu Jinhuan did not dare to be so polite to Chuanbenzheng.

To be able to be the chief of staff of the third group, insight into the world is the most basic skill.

Liu Jinhuan knew very well that although he had a major general's sign on his collar, it was no exaggeration to say that his status would definitely not be higher than that of an ordinary second-class soldier in Japan.

Because he, a major general, would never dare to shoot Japanese soldiers, because he would pay for it with his life.

And if the Japanese soldiers shot and killed him, the major general, he would not be killed, and the Japanese side would only make a decision on how to deal with it through negotiations.

From this, it is not difficult to see the actual status of the officers of the security forces.

Of course, under normal circumstances, Japanese soldiers would not be so stupid as to provoke the puppet commander.

Because even if he won't be dragged to his life, the captain of the gendarmerie will give him a hard lesson, which is enough to drink a pot.

Ever since, in the process of communication between the puppet army and the Japanese army, a strange phenomenon will arise.

Even if the Japanese Colonel met Major General Liu Jinhuan, he still had the proper etiquette, after all, he still had to maintain his face.

But it was just a matter of etiquette. Facing the orders of the major general of the puppet army, if there was no order from the commander, the second-class soldiers of the Japanese army would just turn a blind eye and listen to them.

Mr. Chuanben invited Liu Jinhuan to sit down: "It's a pity what happened to my younger brother. By the time the supporting imperial army arrives on the battlefield, the battle will be over."

"The Eighth Route Army buried all the soldiers of the security forces who died in battle. I also want to ask Chief of Staff Liu for his opinion. Should I bury my brother-in-law in Lincheng County, or take him back to Manchuria?"

"I know that your brothers are Manchurians. Chinese people pay attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots."

Chuanben Zhengren's words undoubtedly deeply hurt Liu Jinhuan's heart.

He is two brothers, Yuhuan and Yinhuan, brothers of the same mother and compatriots.

As the eldest brother, he has always loved his two younger brothers very much.

Although the third brother, Liu Yuhuan, was ignorant and a bum, but under Liu Jinhuan's operation, he was about to be promoted to battalion commander, but he was beaten to death by Wang Liang at this juncture.

The second younger brother Liu Yinhuan has followed him since he was in the Fengjun period. He has fought countless big and bad battles, and he has also experienced it.

Liu Jinhuan's next step was to recommend him as brigade commander, but he was also beaten to death by Wang Liang.

At this moment, Liu Jinhuan's expression was very ugly.

Both younger brothers died, and Liu Jinhuan vowed to kill Wang Liang.

This is also the purpose of his trip to Lincheng County.

"Thank you, Chief Kawamoto, for still thinking about this. If possible, I still want to bring Yinhuan back to my hometown."

Then, Liu Jinhuan pulled back to the topic:
"Commander Kawamoto, this time I came to Lincheng and brought a security team. I plan to use this team to raid the 386th Brigade Independent Battalion. I hope you can help and cooperate."

The guards are commonly known as "black dogs" and are dressed in black.

Compared with the public security army, the combat effectiveness of the guard team is much stronger.

The equipment and morale of the garrison were higher than most of the regular army of the puppet government in North China.

Because they are generally directly controlled by the local Japanese troops.

Unified planning, unified organization, unified training, and unified equipment.

The weapons of the garrison were all supplemented by the guns for the additional equipment of the various corps of the Japanese army, that is, Japanese weapons and equipment.

The vast majority of the security forces are equipped with outdated equipment like Liao Shisan.

The salaries of the guardsmen of each class are also relatively high.

According to the plan formulated by the Japanese, the salaries of the guards should be determined according to the actual situation on the ground, but the salaries of the police should prevail.

Each person is rationed [-] kilograms of grain per month, except that the price of [-] kilograms of grain is deducted from the salary, and the price of the remaining [-] kilograms of grain is settled under the balance of the county police station or the reserve fee.

The garrison at all levels is equipped with Japanese commanders and instructors, and is completely commanded by the Japanese.

In actual operation, most of the time, the Japanese Army Sergeant Cao leads the detachment directly to the doping backbone, and the corresponding combat effectiveness is also very strong.

Liu Jinhuan led such a team to seek Wang Liang's revenge.

Chuanbenzheng knew Liu Jinhuan's intentions a long time ago, so he was not surprised, and said:
"Don't worry, Chief of Staff Liu, I will do my best to cooperate with you to the greatest extent and provide the greatest help."

"It's just that this Eighth Army is really too cunning. The leader Wang Liang is full of tricks. The imperial army is currently helpless against them. I'm still worried that you will suffer."

Liu Jinhuan said: "Mr. Chuanmoto, you don't have to worry. You should know the combat effectiveness of the security force. It is far stronger than the security force."

"What's more, the members of the guard team I brought are the best fighters selected by the instructors of the Imperial Army."

"This time the team was led by Lieutenant Colonel Diao Xuexue, my adjutant when I was serving in the Fengjun Army. During the Second Fengzhi War, he had a record of leading a company and defeating a regiment of the Zhijun Army. He shot to fame."

Masato Kawamoto nodded: "I've heard of this person, he's really amazing, I'm relieved to have him leading the team."

Liu Jinhuan's words were not finished: "In addition to Diao Xuexue, there is also the tall tree Maria Cao of the Imperial Army as the commander."

Cao Chang is the pinnacle of soldiers in the Japanese military system.

Even with outstanding military exploits, it will take at least five years to climb from the second-class soldier to the position of Cao Chang.

Without military merit, it would take eight to ten years of hard work.

With such years of veterans, the combat experience is naturally rich and sophisticated.

Hearing that Liu Jinhuan's security team was so crouching, Chuanmoto looked squarely at it.

"Okay, for the Eighth Route Independent Battalion, we have also obtained some specific information. Its observation posts have been established from twelve kilometers outside the battalion headquarters. At present, we have obtained a total of eight through reconnaissance."

Kawamoto continued: "In addition, there are [-] bright posts, dark posts, and mobile posts around the battalion headquarters. According to the report of the investigators, the secret posts and mobile posts are not fixed, and they will change every day."

"For a more specific situation, my staff officer will introduce it to you later, and he will assist you in formulating the plan for the sneak attack."

Liu Jinhuan knew that the information provided by Kawamoto was very important to them: "Thank you so much!"

Kawamoto waved his hand: "It's too polite, I wish your subordinates success and return home in triumph."

Liu Jinhuan took Diao Xuexue and Gao Shu Maria to meet with the staff.

As for Kawamoto, he returned to his office, closed the door and called Okamoto Temple.

Chuanbenhui reported: "Leader, Liu Jinhuan has arrived and plans to move tonight."

Okamoto on the other end: "Oh, I see, if there is any follow-up progress, please report to me in time."

Kawamoto asked: "Sir, do you really think this group of people will succeed?"

Okamoto is quite open-minded, very calm: "Is this important? Whether it is successful or not, it will not do us any harm."

"Successful, destroying the command center of the independent battalion is a good thing. If it fails, it doesn't matter if the whole army is wiped out. They were originally used as cannon fodder."

Kawamoto said again: "But sir, the imperial army also participated in the operation this time! Isn't it too..."

Okamoto was very displeased, and asked: "What is it?! Kawamoto-kun, for the benefit of the Great Japanese Empire, anyone can sacrifice, including me and you! Didn't you make such preparations?!"

Kawamoto was startled, and hurriedly said: "I have already prepared to dedicate my life to the big Japanese sweet potato! I can do it anytime!"

"Okay, this day is coming soon, you don't need to worry, I will notify you when you need to sacrifice yourself." After finishing speaking, Okamoto hung up the phone.

Kawamoto stood there in a daze for a while, and then slumped down on the chair after a long time.

Although it was late autumn, Kawamoto was sweating profusely at this moment, and the military uniform on his body was soaked.

　I may ask for two days off at the end of the month, sorry readers

　　
　
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