Chapter 327 Is my armored regiment a living wage? No one in the entire 104th Division headquarters expected that Colonel Fujiwara would say such a thing. He actually used Yangcheng as a bargaining chip. This is really scary. Even Lieutenant General Suzuki Teiji was shocked and speechless. He didn't expect that Fujiwara-man would say such shocking words. It was really beyond his expectation. "Baga, Fujiwara-kun, you know what you are talking about and what you are going to do. Don't forget it..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fujiwara Man. "Don't talk to me about **** bushido. We obviously promised that the war would be over in a few months. What's the result?"

“It’s been five years of fighting and it’s not over yet.” "Your Excellency, division commander, shouldn't you give an explanation?" "Baga, this is all because of the rice beasts. If it weren't for them, we would have completed the co-prosperity of Greater East Asia." Lieutenant General Suzuki Teiji wanted to say something else, but what he got in exchange was a sneer from Fujiwara Colonel. "Your Excellency, Division Commander, do you believe this?" All right! Lieutenant General Suzuki Teiji also fell silent. They are not fools! This kind of talk is enough to fool those who have been brainwashed by Bushido. If you say this to mid-level and senior officers like them, you will really make them look like fools. Moreover, the tradition of the Japanese army is to defeat the superior with the inferior. Therefore, Lieutenant General Suzuki Teiji himself could not say any more. If the conflict really intensifies, it will be you who will be unlucky then. He remembered that the commander of the Fourth Division, Lieutenant General Kitano Kenzo, claimed that he died in the chaos. Now it seems that it must be the work of Sato Jiro and others. "Are you going to use Yangcheng as a bargaining chip?" Sato Jiro frowned slightly and said. He didn't expect that things would take a shocking turn. And this is obviously beyond his authority. "Yes, our bottom line is 100 million yen." Osaka Fujiwara said loudly. What a joke!

The chips he wants must not be lower than this guy Sato. If this spreads out and you are not as good as the other party in doing business, it will be really embarrassing. When he heard one hundred million, Sato Jiro was stunned. This guy's appetite is really too big, right? There is absolutely no way Cun Yunsheng would agree. He understands the other party. Since it is said to be 30 million, it must be 30 million, not even a cent more. “The price is too high, and it’s just a Yangcheng, so the chips are too low.” "Since you want to rush to rescue Yangcheng, I will not hide it from you. The Sichuan Army is far more powerful than you imagine. This time, in addition to the artillery regiment reinforcements, there is also a powerful armored regiment, all made of new American tanks. With our existing anti-tank means, it is impossible to destroy the opponent," Jiro Sato explained. "Nani? There is another armored regiment?" Lieutenant General Suzuki Teiji did not expect that there was such information. If this is the case, then Yangcheng is indeed in danger. No wonder the 104th Division was transferred to Yangcheng. It seems that those **** in Yangcheng didn't make it clear. "How many tanks are there?" Lieutenant General Suzuki Sadji asked again. Sato Jiro glanced at the other person. He knew that his senior was determined to go as far as possible, so he didn't bother to talk to him and just looked at Fujiwara-nan. He knew that the other party should be able to recognize the reality. "Fujiwara-kun, there is an old saying in China that he who knows the current affairs is a hero..." "I believe that you are a smart person and should be able to make the right decision." Sato Jiro said. "I don't know exactly how many tanks the Sichuan Army's armored regiment has, but it will not be less than a hundred." hiss! Now it was the Japanese army's turn to take a breath of cold air. No less than a hundred American tanks. How to fight this? The 104th Division itself is a Class C division, which includes the 108th Infantry Regiment, the 137th Infantry Regiment, the 161st Infantry Regiment and the 104th Field Artillery Regiment. The original mission was to be responsible for security and public order. Now they are sent to Yangcheng. They have no decent anti-tank means. Facing American tanks, they are no match at all and can only die. Faced with this kind of death mission, as an Osaka native, it is naturally impossible for him to agree. So now the division headquarters was in a state of panic. "No, this is to risk death. We absolutely cannot participate." "Yes, those **** from the headquarters weakened our supplies and left us to die."

"Ahem, I have a little cold." Except for Lieutenant General Suzuki Sadji who was a little confused, the other officers looked indifferent and seemed to be used to it. Jiro Sato, on the other hand, was not surprised at all, it was just a matter of fact. "Fujiwara-kun, I will convey your conditions to the commander of the Sichuan Army. As for whether I can agree to it, I don't know, but I have a suggestion. Yangcheng alone is not enough. It is best to add other bargaining chips. "Sato Jiro looked meaningfully at Lieutenant General Suzuki Teiji on the side. This made Lieutenant General Suzuki Sadji break into a cold sweat. He was very familiar with these bastards. This is an old tradition. He had just joined the 104th Division and had no foundation. Moreover, he is from Kanto and has never dealt with Kansai people. So Lieutenant General Suzuki Sadji is indeed a little timid at this moment. Colonel Fujiwara was not a fool. He looked at Lieutenant General Suzuki Teiji, touching his chin, thinking about something. … "One hundred million yen?" Cun Yunsheng sneered when he heard the quotation. How dare a third-rate division dare to ask me for such a high price? It really is true to the saying, people die for money and birds die for food. The 100 million yen offered before was so that Siam's navy could remain intact in its own hands. "What qualifications does he have to negotiate terms with me?" Cun Yunsheng said scornfully. "For a third-rate division, giving him 30 million is considered a premium. How dare you ask for 100 million?" This time, Meng Fangnai did not refute. Because he also felt that the price was too expensive. "Or? Refuse it directly?" Meng Fangliao suggested. "Let's not reject it too quickly. Let Jiro Sato tell the other party why the price is so high?" Cun Yunsheng thought for a while and decided to ask the other party what he could offer first. If there is only a division of more than 10,000 people and they dare to offer such a high price, then there is no need to negotiate. He even had the idea of ​​using the 12th Division. "yes." "In addition, send a telegram to Zhao He and tell him, are the armored regiments I raise working for a living?" Cun Yunsheng said with some annoyance. If you don't show something powerful to the little devil, are you afraid that you don't know who you are? What qualifications does the other party have to dare to negotiate terms with him? If it is the Japanese Army's Type A Division, it can still be considered.

This kind of third-rate division doesn't even think about it. "Yes." Meng Fangliao saw that Cun Yunsheng was a little angry, so he immediately turned around and asked someone to convey the order. … On the front line, in the armored command vehicle, Zhao He was studying the map. He wanted to find a smooth road that could lead him directly to Yangcheng. There are no rivers to the west of Xijiang River, but it is suitable for armored troops to march. But after crossing the Xijiang River, there are rivers blocking basically every step of the way. This would seriously affect the armor's advance speed. "Where is the engineering camp?" Zhao He asked. "We are on standby and can build a pontoon bridge at any time to ensure that tanks can pass through." the combat staff immediately replied. "Regiment leader, attend the telegram." Just when Zhao He was about to ask other questions, the communications staff officer turned to him and said. Hearing this, Zhao He was stunned. Normally, Cun Yunsheng rarely interfered directly in battles on the frontline battlefield. He always laid out a general direction. The specific method of fighting was completely decided by the frontline commander. It is indeed unusual to receive a telegram now. With doubts, Zhao He took the telegram. After reading it, Zhao He turned on the radio equipment with murderous intent and said a brief sentence. "Go out, target the Japanese positions, and crush them." "yes." The battalion and company commanders who had been waiting for a long time responded immediately. "Send a telegram to the 59th Division and tell them to have their infantry follow us closely." Zhao He added again. "yes." When fifty American tanks launched at the same time, the huge roar echoed throughout the battlefield. The officers and soldiers of the 59th Division who were still looking at these tanks were startled when they saw the roar of the steel giant. After all, it is difficult not to hear such a loud noise. "Is this an American tank? This is much more powerful than the little devil's tank." A well-informed veteran looked at the American tank in front of him and couldn't help but said with envy. "Compared with this, the little devil's tank looks like a little Douding." The officers and soldiers of the 59th Division here looked envious, but the little devils on the opposite side were panicked. On the open battlefield, such a loud movement could not be hidden from the Japanese troops in the forward positions. But it didn't matter if they heard it. The speed of tanks was far beyond that of infantry charges. Especially the M3 light tank takes the lead and is very fast. It won't take a few minutes to reach them. Seeing that the other side was about to dispatch tanks, officers at all levels in the Japanese army's forward positions suddenly panicked.

Originally, their position was still very strong, but in the face of the bombing by the heavy artillery regiment, the place had been blown into a mess, and there was no time to organize soldiers to rebuild the defenses. Now seeing the appearance of tanks, the Japanese army knew that if they did not block the opponent's attack. Then the position will be lost. Therefore, the Japanese officers could only shout loudly. The soldiers who crawled out of the bunkers immediately entered the trenches. However, when the Japanese troops were just in place and the bullets were loaded, they found that the armored vehicles on the opposite side had already arrived in front. Dark, huge monsters appeared in front of them, frightening the Japanese soldiers who were already stimulated. As mentioned before, these are only the third-line Japanese troops. Against a miscellaneous army, the unqualified troops can still barely win. Facing the huge steel behemoth in front of him, there was no chance of winning. Some Japanese soldiers who came to their senses held machine guns and fired wildly at the tanks, shooting sparks everywhere. Unfortunately, there was no response. There was only a bullet mark on the dark green tank, and there were no other gaps. "Baga, you idiot, don't waste bullets." The sergeant next to him immediately slapped him in the face. This senseless shooting is of no use at all. "Prepare a stand-up team." The Japanese captain at the front was also a ruthless man, and he immediately organized a stand-up team to blow up these tanks. As a result, as soon as they broke out of the trench, they saw the machine guns on the tanks starting to fire. "Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!" In the past, Japanese tanks strafed the Chinese army, but now the offensive and defensive styles have changed. The Browning machine gun on the tank fired wildly at the Japanese troops in front of them who were trying to rush towards them. Dense bullets covered the area in front of them, and the Japanese soldiers who had just rushed out were directly beaten into a sieve. The Japanese soldiers in the trenches at the rear were beaten so hard that they could not even lift their heads. They could only watch the tanks rushing towards their positions, without any ability to fight back. "Baga, get on, get on." The Japanese captain looked at the tank that was about to rush over and roared crazily. Some Japanese soldiers who were not afraid of death wanted to jump out, but they saw shells coming towards them one after another. boom! boom! boom! The stopped M3 tanks immediately launched a new round of shooting at the Japanese positions. Although the density is not as high as the previous heavy artillery bombardment, it is still enough for these Japanese troops to drink a pot.

The originally dilapidated position was completely in disrepair. "Rush over." Zhao He's voice appeared in the ears of these commanders at the right time. "yes." A trench less than one meter cannot stop a five-meter-long tracked tank. The remaining Japanese soldiers could only watch as the tanks crossed the trenches and advanced in depth. What the officers and soldiers of the 59th Division following behind them had to do was to strangle the surviving Japanese soldiers. "Go forward, go forward, go forward until all the fuel is used up." Zhao Hekou remembered what Cun Yunsheng said. Does the armored regiment live for a living? In order to prove that the armored regiment is not a freeloader, Zhao He must wash away this shame with the blood of the Japanese army. The commanders who had received the order were completely relaxed. Now they only needed to charge forward regardless of the cost. As for the escaping Japanese troops, they don't need to worry about them at all. The 59th Division behind them will take care of them. Some frightened Japanese soldiers turned around and ran back. However, no matter how fast they ran, they could not run as fast as machine gun bullets. Under the crazy shooting of machine guns, most of them were knocked to the ground. Seeing how brutal our own tanks are. The officers and soldiers of the 59th Division, who were originally somewhat demoralized, were completely ignited with fighting spirit and charged forward crazily. Their task was to clear the Japanese flanks for the tanks, and then break through in depth and directly penetrate the Japanese fortifications. "Kill, kill, kill." Tang Lian even personally led the regiment's security platoon to charge. "Don't take a **** rest, kill the Japanese for me." "Don't you want revenge?" This opportunity to kill the little devil is rare. When had their 59th Division ever fought such a grand battle? The heavy artillery regiment provided artillery support. The armored regiments opened the way for them. If he cowered any more, he would have thought he could hit him with a brick. "Kill, kill, kill!" Morale reached its peak for a while. The morale here was high, and Lieutenant General Nakaso Moritaka was completely dumbfounded after receiving the news. And an armored regiment? Dozens of tanks are advancing at extremely fast speeds. The defense line west of Xijiang is already in crisis.

If there are no reinforcements, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on. "Baga..." Lieutenant General Nakasa Moritaka kicked the desk in front of him and roared angrily. "Send a telegram to base camp, I need reinforcements." I owed a chapter yesterday. I had a little cold yesterday. I took medicine at night and felt like a dancing master all night long! That nagging feeling! Get up in the morning and quickly make up for yesterday’s work! ​ ​ (End of chapter)