klisemfg Chapter 965 Conflict
Chapter 965 Conflict
The old dog Okamura is growling.
In the end, it was just impotent rage.
There is no substantial effect.
At the moment, it does not dare to mobilize troops to provide support at will.
This is going to be bad, big bad.
"Why does the New 1st Division always know the whereabouts of our troops?"
"The thief within..."
"Hasn't he been arrested?"
The old devil Okamura raised his head with a big question mark on his face.
At this moment, the Japanese Special High Section Chief Takagawa Nagano and Chief of Staff Miyano Tengo were both standing in place, and the expressions on their faces were very interesting.
"possible……"
"Is there any fish that slipped through the net?"
"Or maybe... the New First Division is just lucky enough?"
"Casting a wide net?"
Gao He Nagano gave two explanations at this moment.
There are only two explanations.
Although there are many question marks on each of their faces.
But in many cases, facts speak louder than words.
Very helpless.
"I don't care what the reason is!"
"from now on!"
"I hope this doesn't happen again!"
"I hope the empire's elite troops won't suffer any more casualties!"
"Gaohe-kun!"
"You've always been in charge of intelligence matters!"
"I hope."
"You can keep trying!"
"Catch all the traitors!"
"Within the army."
"Let's do a complete cleanup!"
"One-time!"
"Catch all the traitors in one fell swoop!"
"I hope……"
"Don't let any more accidents happen!"
"Any accidents!"
"I don't want any of them!"
"have you understood?"
A muffled sound came.
The gleam in his eyes flashed wildly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was no longer hidden.
The old devil Okamura felt extremely tired at the moment.
The New 1st Division... is destined to be the strongest enemy it has ever encountered!
"At this critical moment when the decisive battle is about to begin."
"We must be on high alert!"
"As long as our million-strong army, three fleets of navy, and two air divisions of air force are fully deployed."
"Then any threat..."
"They will not be a threat!"
"This battle!"
"We will definitely be able to wipe out the New First Division in one fell swoop!"
"Let it..."
"No place to bury the dead!"
"Everyone!"
"Let us witness the complete demise of the New First Division!"
"you!"
"They will all be heroes of the empire's hegemony!"
"Your names!"
"Your name will go down in history!"
The old devil Okamura is still boasting at an accelerated speed at this moment.
The pie still needs to be painted.
Otherwise, where would the fighting spirit come from?
The following days.
For Lin Xu.
Basically, I live a life that revolves around going to work, going home, and going to school.
During the day he stayed in the barracks to direct training.
A training summary was held at the headquarters in the evening.
Go home to see my son in the evening.
Life is quite fulfilling.
These days.
Relying on the powerful mobility of his troops, Zhou Weiguo launched surprise attacks everywhere, specifically targeting isolated Japanese troops.
Sometimes an entire Japanese division was annihilated.
Sometimes it's a brigade.
He was really angry. Even if it was a battalion of Japanese soldiers, Zhou Weiguo would lead his troops to crush them.
According to him, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.
Why not?
The days passed day by day.
Although the New 1st Division has been intercepting the Japanese troops heading towards Yingcheng.
But only a small number of people were killed.
Most of the Japanese troops still arrived at the camp city.
Besides.
In order to increase the success rate of this battle, the Japanese specially mobilized a wave of troops from the base camp.
However, the Japanese were fighting everywhere, and their elite troops were basically sent to the front line, so the combat effectiveness of the troops transferred from the base camp... can only be said to be too poor.
There were even many Japanese soldiers who were only fifteen or sixteen years old among them.
The storm of war has begun again.
Lin Xu goes home less often now.
Basically, I stay in the war room.
Although he had studied various courses of action countless times.
But I'm still worried.
"commander."
"Chen Shaoxiu's troops have been arranged."
"The troops under his command have now been reorganized into the 7th Infantry Division and the 8th Infantry Division."
"commander."
"Should we... have each division replace some troops with the Seventh and Eighth Divisions?"
Chang Naichao pondered for a moment, then said.
"replace?"
"You want to disrupt their organization?"
Lin Xu immediately guessed Chang Naichao's purpose.
"Ok!"
"Yes, Commander."
"Given the current situation..."
"I think... it's not wrong to be cautious."
"After all, they are new here."
"If there really is any ulterior motive...it would be disastrous."
"And the commanders of the Seventh and Eighth Divisions are Niu Zhenge and Song Qiyuan respectively."
"After all, these are all their own people."
“At a time like this…”
"We should be vigilant first."
"commander."
"We are about to engage in an unprecedented large-scale battle with the Japs."
"There's no room for carelessness at a time like this."
Chang Naichao has always been cautious.
He was speaking very seriously at this moment.
"Don't worry, Naichao."
"I've made arrangements."
"The Seventh and Eighth Divisions are newly incorporated into our army."
"In order to help them adapt to the rhythm and life of our new First Division as quickly as possible."
"I plan to arrange for some officers to be assigned to the Seventh and Eighth Divisions."
"Especially when entering the grassroots units."
“Besides the need to teach soldiers how to use new weapons.
“There is a greater need for ideological transfer.”
"Old Zhao will be in charge of ideological education."
"Nai Chao."
"no need to worry."
Lin Xu reached out and patted Chang Naichao on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"It turns out the commander had already made arrangements."
"call……"
"That's good...that's good."
Chang Naichao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
There is no trivial matter in the army.
What’s more, it involves matters of military morale and troop affiliation.
Just when the training of the New First Division was in full swing...
Liancheng.
port.
Two Mei merchants walked down from the boat.
The porters stepped forward and began to carry the goods.
There are a lot of things in the boat. For the coolies at the dock, if they move all the things, it will be a considerable income, enough to buy an extra bun for their children.
Although the boxes were heavy, the laborers did not complain at all and excitedly carried the heavy boxes on their shoulders.
They are carrying cargo boxes, but they are shouldering the hopes of the entire family.
After more than two hours, the cargo was finally unloaded.
The workers walked over and prepared to take their wages.
"Salary?"
"What's the salary?"
"Don't joke around, okay?"
"I just asked you to move the goods, but I didn't tell you how much I would pay you."
"so……"
"What does it have to do with me?"
The fat Mei people shrugged and walked out.
The workers were naturally unhappy.
I worked hard for several hours.
Not making a penny?
The family still relies on them to carry goods and buy rice!
"Don't be a rogue!"
“You have to pay!”
"Otherwise, don't even think about leaving here today!"
"Give money! Give money!"
The roar continued for a long time.
There was an extremely fierce gleam in each of their eyes.
The workers’ attitude was very clear: they would not leave unless they were paid.
Looking at the excited workers.
The foreign businessman smiled faintly...