sjar Chapter 613: The War-Fearing Japs
Chapter 613: The War-Fearing Japs
The camp of the 2nd Division of the 72nd Army.
"Commander, we've figured it out. Our air force has also scouted the surrounding area. The Japanese are still 190 kilometers away from us, 20 kilometers further than yesterday."
Zhang Jiahua, commander of the Second Brigade of the Second Division, said somewhat distressedly that as the vanguard of the entire division, he had hoped to hold on to the Japanese and make a good start, but he ended up running up and down for hundreds of miles, and in the end the Japanese were even further away from them.
"Damn it! When the Japanese first entered the grasslands, they were eager to fly over and fight us. Now that the fighting in Ulaanbaatar is over, these bastards want to run away?"
Liu Xiaoshan was so angry that he threw his military cap on the table. Our speed was already very fast. The Japanese's mechanization level was not strong enough, but they managed to outrun our wheels. It was just an escape.
If you had the energy, it would be great if you could rush towards us. Right now, Tang Guoping's First Division is fighting fiercely with the Russians. Do we have to race with them on the grassland?
"Commander, we can't come here in vain. I suggest you find the jeeps and light armored vehicles, form a new formation, and then charge forward as quickly as possible."
Zhang Jiahua could see that the grassland on the east side was relatively flat, with only a few hills at most. The light armored vehicles and jeeps were fast enough, and if we left the heavy equipment behind, we should be able to catch up with the Japanese today.
"You're right. Immediately order all units to allocate 50% of their jeeps and armored vehicles, and find another batch of trucks to carry supplies. You will be the commander of this new unit. Remember this: the more devils we kill now, the easier it will be for us when we fight our way back to Northeast China."
Liu Xiaoshan also knew that some changes had to be made. If they continued to advance at the same speed, the Japanese would probably have to flee back to the Northeast. Now the Japanese still held out a glimmer of hope, so their retreat was a bit slow. It was impossible for us to expect to kill them all, but it was still possible to take a bite of their flesh.
"Don't worry, old man! Our Second Division has just been reorganized, and we absolutely cannot afford to go without a bite of meat."
Zhang Jiahua said happily that it was fortunate that the commander of the First Brigade was injured, otherwise this job would not have fallen into his hands.
After receiving the order, each unit immediately found some fast vehicles. Zhang Jiahua also gathered more than 8,000 people, with a total of more than 1,700 vehicles of various types.
Watching this group of people setting off in a mighty manner, the black smoke they emitted alone polluted the future sky. Liu Xiaoshan had no concept of environmental pollution at all, so he didn't feel sorry at all. He was just worried that this group of people rushed too far forward and the logistical supplies could not keep up.
"Connect me to Air Force Command."
After putting out his cigarette, Liu Xiaoshan returned to the Second Division's combat command room and prepared to talk to the Air Force. At least a batch of transport planes needed to be prepared. If our supplies really couldn't be transported up, we would have to rely on the Air Force.
After hanging up the phone, Liu Xiaoshan felt relieved. The Air Force said that it had 35 transport planes on standby, ready to airdrop supplies to the army at any time.
"Let's not sit idle, let's hurry up and catch up. Although we can't match their speed, we can't fall too far behind. According to current intelligence, the Japanese army has more than three divisions entering the grasslands. They can only make a small profit if they catch up. If we all catch up, we might be able to take down all three divisions."
After Liu Xiaoshan finished speaking, the people in the command center also began to pack up various items. They had been trained long ago to unfold and pack up as quickly as possible. It took about ten minutes in total. When the commander gave the order, military vehicles must be on the road within twenty minutes. Other troops that were slower to pack up must also be on the vehicles within half an hour.
As the military vehicles were setting off, a large number of horse-drawn carriages appeared behind them. These were some hired local carriages, and there were also coachmen from the six central provinces. Their carriages were loaded with various supplies. They were escorted by the security corps and followed behind some combat troops.
"Sir, why are you leaving again? My mule is almost worn out."
When Liu Xiaoshan was directing the team forward, an old man driving a cart came over smoking a pipe.
"The situation on the battlefield is urgent. It doesn't matter if the mule breaks down. Don't we have a rule? If any animal dies while transporting our goods, the army will give you a new one. This grassland is short of everything except animals."
Liu Xiaoshan took out a cigarette and lit it for the uncle with a smile. The senior officers under Li Shaoyi were able to chat with these coachmen. After all, they all came from a poor background.
"I don't want your animals. After I went back, the county magistrate said that if I came here to work as a coachman, it would give me extra points when the village elected the village chief."
After hearing what the old man said, Liu Xiaoshan laughed so hard that he fell over. He didn't expect that this uncle was also a power-hungry person. Within the jurisdiction of the 72nd Army, if one really brought his own livestock and carriages to the front line to help, it would indeed be a plus after returning. He could be promoted to village chief or security chief, or even village militia captain.
"This thing of yours is useless. Take this with you and learn how to shoot from them when you have free time. When you go back, you can become a militia captain. Isn't that much better than being a village chief? A militia captain earns one dollar more a month than a village chief."
Liu Xiaoshan looked at the uncle's shotgun and didn't know what era it was from. It was no longer clear whether he wanted to use it or not. He probably just took it out to give himself courage, so he took a Russian Mosin-Nagant from the soldier.
"Sir, this won't do. This is a Water Link, a fine gun. It costs over a hundred dollars out there."
When the old man saw the gun, he quickly stepped back. We can't take someone else's gun for nothing.
"This is my trophy. Can't I just give it to you? I'll open the letter for you. If anyone asks about it in the future, just show them the letter. But you have to give me this tobacco..."
Just now, when the uncle was smoking a cigarette, Liu Xiaoshan started smoking his tobacco.
"Haha, then I really made a lot of money."
The uncle happily handed the tobacco to Liu Xiaoshan.
The support team behind them also slowly stopped their carriages. They had to rest here for a while before chasing Liu Xiaoshan and the others...