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"Hurry and go to the prisoner of war camp, it will affect my mood."
The tank regiment commander said very depressedly, then called to his soldiers, boarded the tanks and armored vehicles, and continued to advance forward.
A platoon of soldiers, armed with rifles, escorted this group of Japanese soldiers toward Shangting Town in the rear.
In the Japanese division headquarters, Nagakawa Meiji, whose face was still wrapped in gauze, was looking at the telegram delivered from the rear.
"It was discovered that a large number of enemy armored units were advancing towards our front line at an extremely fast speed. They were less than ten kilometers away from our defensive positions."
The content of this telegram was very short, but in the eyes of Nagakawa Meiji, it scared him into a cold sweat.
He slapped the table and stood up from the chair.
As a result, the skin on his body was broken due to the excessive force, and he couldn't help but let out a wail.
Nagakawa Meiji endured the pain and issued an order: "Immediately send a telegram to the commander of the Tatsuji Sawano Division and ask him to return to the headquarters immediately. The enemy has a large number of troops and has appeared in the rear of our army."
"yes!!"
The staff officer in the headquarters answered loudly, and through the walkie-talkie, he contacted Longzhi Zeye, who was still commanding the troops in the front.
At this time, Longzhi Zeye was bombarded with artillery fire. Everywhere he could see were charging troops, smoke covering the earth, and loud noises that shook his ears.
The sound of gunfire and artillery was also transmitted to the ears of Nagakawa Meiji through the walkie-talkie.
"What's up!"
Long Zhi Zeye had to raise his voice and at the same time put the receiver of the walkie-talkie completely against his ear.
The staff officer over there also raised his voice and said: "Report to the division commander, Nagakawa Division Commander, to ask you to return to the headquarters immediately.
A large number of enemy armored units appeared in the rear of our army. "
"What? Armored troops? Are you talking in your sleep? The enemy's armored troops are fighting with our army at the front!"
As Longzhi Zeye said, he looked towards the battlefield ahead.
At this time, Chinese and Japanese tanks and armored vehicles were fighting on the plain. Tanks were constantly being destroyed by artillery shells or rockets, some of which were Japanese tanks and some of which were tanks of the Fourth Division.
The staff officer loudly said: "It's true, our troops staying in the rear have sent a telegram.
The enemy's armored force is very large, at least one division! "
"What?"
Long Zhizeye realized the seriousness of the problem. He put down the walkie-talkie, turned around, and looked at the crumbling ground army position ahead.
Their attack has achieved certain results.
In this kind of competition without any tricks, just comparing the numbers and firepower of both sides, they have gradually gained the upper hand by virtue of their numerical advantage.
The enemy¡¯s tank regiments, which had not been easily dispatched before, were now pulled to the front to block the advance of Japanese tanks.
But why did enemy armored forces appear in the rear at such a critical moment?
Long Zhi Zeye was really depressed to the extreme. He put down the walkie-talkie and his whole figure seemed to be a little rickety.
"Division commander, will you send the reserve team into battle?"
At this moment, a staff officer ran over and shouted loudly.
His face was covered in blood, and there was a wound more than three inches long on his forehead.
That was the mark left on his forehead by the shrapnel flying when the shell exploded.
But when the battle was intense, he didn't even have time to pay attention to this non-fatal wound.
Long Zhizeye slapped the walkie-talkie, and after a while he said: "Waitwaiting for the order!"
After saying that, he walked towards his horse not far away.
After getting on his horse, he galloped towards the command post in the rear.
Chen Shiliang has received the telegram personally sent by Xia Yang.
"Our armored forces have launched a fierce attack behind the enemy's rear.
The Fourth Division cooperated with the attack, did not skimp on ammunition, and tried to pinpoint the Japanese army in a narrow area. "
After seeing this telegram, Chen Shiliang knew that the hard days of their Fourth Division were over this time.
He held up the telegram in his hand, rushed out of the half-buried headquarters, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, listen to me.
Launch a counterattack against the Japanese army! ! Our armored forces are here to support us! ! "
? ?The order was like a radio wave, transmitted through commanders at all levels and reached the ears of every soldier.
With a roar that shook the sky, they launched a countercharge towards the Japanese troops.
At this time, the tank battle between the two sides was still continuing in the wilderness.
And these soldiers rushed into the fighting tanks and fought to the death with the Japanese army.
Entering the division headquarters, Tatsumi Sawano threw the riding crop in his hand on the wooden table. Nagakawa Meiji, who still looked like a mummy, was sitting on the chair and roared: "What's going on!"
Nagakawa Meiji didn¡¯t want to speak. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the telegram on the table.
After picking up the telegram and glancing at it twice, Long Zhizeye quickly walked out of the camp, picked up the telescope on his chest, and looked behind him.
There was faint black smoke rising over there, and there were more than one place, as if the blue sky in the distance was smoked into black gray.
Looking at the smoke, he knew that the contents of the telegram were true.
"Damn it! Damn it! What are those people in the intelligence department doing? A large number of enemy armored units have detoured behind our butts, and they haven't found any traces?"
He threw the telescope on the table and said viciously.
Nagakawa Meiji¡¯s eyes behind the gauze paused on him for a while, then moved to the map on the table, almost muttering: ¡°The top priority is to report the situation here to the Commander-in-Chief.
"Otherwise, according to the advancing speed of the enemy's armored forces, they may launch a general attack tomorrow morning.
Our soldiers fought continuously near Qinhuangdao for nearly a week and suffered heavy casualties.
With the enemy attacking us from both front and back, we are likely to collapse. "
As he said this, the pain on his face was reduced a lot.
In order to hear his words clearly, Ke Longzhi Zeye had to stick to his mouth and listen attentively.
When Nagakawa Meiji finished mumbling, Tatsuji Sawano nodded in agreement.
He also knows that anger has no effect now, and complaining about the intelligence department's slowness has no effect.
The most urgent task is to adopt corresponding strategies to deal with it and delay it for as long as possible.
"okay, I get it."
As Tatsuhi Sawano said, he immediately began to draft a telegram and sent it to the Japanese army's headquarters and their commander-in-chief Yamamoto Isoroku. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com