Chapter 212 I Went Mad During the Republic of China Era 28
Zhou Jue frowned. Historically, from August to November, there were not only the Battle of Taiyuan and the Battle of Shanghai, but also the Battle of Nanjing. There were too many battles that took place during this period!
She killed the Japanese soldiers in the Northeast headquarters and nearly wiped out the main force of the Japanese navy. Unexpectedly, instead of stopping the Japanese invasion, it accelerated their pace. Historically, the Pingxingguan Victory was in late September, but it is only early September now!
Zhou Jue didn't think much of it. Since the Japanese were here, they weren't going anywhere: "Brother Tongzi, Pingxingguan."
[Coordinates locked: Near the headquarters of the 115th Division of the Eighth Route Army, Pingxingguan, Shanxi Province.]
[Teleportation initiated!]
[Full-view combat mode activated!]
The scene before my eyes changed instantly, and the air was filled with the chill of the mountains and the smell of earth.
Zhou Jue stood in a secluded mountain valley, with a huge real-time battlefield map in front of him.
A narrow highway, like a gray ribbon, winds between two mountains.
A dense cluster of red arrows was advancing rapidly along the road; that was the vanguard of the Itagaki Division.
On the hills on both sides of the road, there were many green dots representing friendly forces, but these dots were somewhat sparse.
[Combat strength comparison analysis has been completed.]
[Enemy Force: 21st Brigade of the Itagaki Division, equipped with vehicles, tanks, and mountain guns, possessing strong firepower and ample ammunition.]
[Our army: 115th Division, with a strength of approximately 6,000 men. Fewer than ten heavy machine guns, no artillery, and an average of less than five rounds of rifle ammunition per man.]
"Are you prepared to use human lives to fill the gap?" Zhou Jue said softly.
In a simple command post on the front line of Pingxingguan, Division Commander Lin was staring at a map, his brows furrowed in worry.
"Reporting, Division Commander! The vanguard of the Japanese troops has entered Qiaogou, and they are expected to be fully within the ambush zone in half an hour!" A staff officer ran in to report.
Have all our troops arrived?
"Everyone's in position! The soldiers have all written their wills, ready to fight the Japanese to the death!"
Commander Lin nodded, his fists clenched so tightly they turned white. He knew that even if they won this battle, the 115th Division would be severely damaged.
Just then, the walkie-talkie on the table suddenly rang, and the guard answered the phone.
An unfamiliar female voice came out.
[This is Xinghuo. I have arrived at the outer edge of the battlefield and have supplies to hand over.]
Commander Lin suddenly looked up and snatched the microphone.
"Comrade Xinghuo? You're the Comrade Xinghuo mentioned in the Yan'an telegram?"
It's me.
"That's wonderful!" Commander Lin's voice trembled with excitement. "What do you need us to do?"
There's an open area behind the division headquarters, a 2-minute walk from your camp. The weapons are in place. Take your men and come collect the equipment!
"No problem! Guard! Immediately pass down the order to gather half the personnel and run to the open area behind the division headquarters!"
Commander Lin put down the microphone, his face still showing disbelief.
The political commissar walked over: "Old Lin, is it really that... elusive Comrade Xinghuo?"
"No mistake! This style is exactly as described in the Northeast!"
"Let's go together!"
Commander Lin and the political commissar exchanged a glance and then ran outside.
When they reached the open space behind the mountain, the sight before them stunned them. The once-empty area was now piled high with military supplies.
Brand new Type 92 heavy machine guns, Type 99 light machine guns, boxes of Type 38 rifles, and neatly stacked mortars and ammunition boxes.
There were even a few Type 92 infantry guns!
A regimental commander rushed over, hugged a heavy machine gun, and tears streamed down his face.
"Damn it! I've been fighting all this time and I've never seen so many good guys!"
"My goodness! Is this really for us?!"
"We have cannons! We have cannons now!"
Commander Lin took a deep breath and solemnly saluted a strange woman standing beside his weapons.
"Comrade Xinghuo! On behalf of all the soldiers of the 115th Division, thank you!"
"No need to be polite. I have already planted explosives on both sides of the canyon. This will create a massive landslide and completely block their retreat. Listen to my command and then fire."
"A landslide?" Commander Lin gasped.
"Alright! We'll follow Comrade Xinghuo's orders!"
He turned around, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Pass on my order! Distribute all heavy machine guns and mortars immediately! Set them up in the best locations!"
"Tell the soldiers to use up all their bullets! Today, we're going to make sure that old devil Itagaki never leaves alive!"
"yes!"
...
On the narrow road at Pingxingguan, Toshiji Miura, commander of the Japanese 21st Brigade, was sitting in an armored vehicle, humming a tune leisurely.
"Reporting to the general, the entire force has entered Qiaogou Canyon."
"Yoshi." Toshiji Miura picked up his binoculars, looked at the mountains on both sides, and curled his lip in disdain.
"This kind of place is indeed a good ambush location, but unfortunately, their opponents are the Empire's elite troops."
He told his adjutant, "Pass down the order: full speed ahead! I don't want all the credit to be stolen by Komatsu's son."
"Hai!"
Just as the Japanese convoy, cavalry, and infantry had completely squeezed into this narrow valley that stretched for several kilometers.
Zhou Jue's voice clearly reached Commander Lin's ears.
"Prepare."
Commander Lin raised his hand.
"Detonate."
"BOOM—!!!"
An unprecedentedly loud noise came from the entrance of the valley, and the entire mountain seemed to tremble.
Toshiji Miura was startled by the sudden explosion and quickly poked his head out.
At the entrance, the entire mountain wall collapsed, instantly burying the road with tons of boulders and soil.
"Baka! What's going on?!"
He hadn't finished speaking.
"BOOM—!!!"
At the valley's exit, a similarly terrifying landslide occurred.
The entire Japanese unit was like a long snake trapped in a stone box, with no way to advance or retreat.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
The Japanese soldiers were in complete chaos.
Toshiji Miura drew his sword and roared furiously, "Don't panic! Take cover! Prepare to counterattack!"
However, his voice was completely drowned out by the next sound, which was like the roar of death.
"Da da da da da da—!"
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
On both sides of the valley, hundreds of heavy and light machine guns simultaneously spewed fire, weaving together a dense web of death.
Countless mortar shells, trailing sharp whistles, crashed into the crowded ranks of Japanese soldiers like hailstones.
"Set up the cannons! Set up the cannons!" the Japanese soldiers shouted hoarsely.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Damn it! Kill these Japanese devils!"
Explosions were heard one after another.
Cars were blown into the air, horses were torn to pieces, and Japanese soldiers fell in droves amidst the hail of bullets and flames.
Their prized armored vehicles were completely ineffective in this terrain, becoming sitting ducks.
Before they could even set up their mountain guns, they were blown to pieces by several mortar shells.
This is not a battle at all.
This was a one-sided massacre.
On the hilltop position, an Eighth Route Army soldier, clutching a Type 96 machine gun, fired wildly while excitedly shouting, "That's awesome! Damn, that's so awesome!"
Commander Lin held his binoculars, looking at the hellish scene of the Japanese soldiers in the valley; his hands were trembling.
He fought wars his whole life, but he had never fought such a lucrative war.
The battle lasted for less than an hour before it ended.
There wasn't a single Japanese soldier left standing in the entire valley.
The soldiers of the 115th Division rushed down the hillside to clean up the battlefield, their faces beaming with the joy of victory.
"Commander, we...we have no casualties!" The political commissar's voice was choked with sobs.
"Good! Good! Good! This is the first time our army has suffered zero casualties!" Commander Lin didn't know why, but despite it being a great victory, this rough man felt an urge to cry.
Just then, he saw Xinghuo walk in, and he excitedly stepped forward to salute: "Comrade Xinghuo! Thank you so much!"
"You are a great benefactor to my 115th Division. If you ever need anything in the future, just ask. I'll go through fire and water for you..."
"Commander Lin," Zhou Jue raised his hand to stop him.
"No need to thank me, we are all fighting for the same goal! If anyone should thank someone, it is me who thanks you. Without your predecessors fighting bloody battles ahead, there would be no me today."
"This victory is just the beginning."
As soon as she finished speaking, a system alarm sounded in her mind.
[Warning! High-level Japanese telegram intercepted!]
[The Japanese have changed their commander-in-chief; Matsui Iwane has arrived in Shanghai!]
The three subsequent reinforcement divisions have successfully landed at Jinshanwei in Hangzhou Bay!
[The flank of the Shanghai defenders is completely exposed; the entire front is in dire straits!]
Zhou Jue turned his gaze to the southeast, his eyes turning cold.
She looked at Commander Lin and spoke slowly.
"I'm going back to Shanghai, where many more compatriots are waiting for me."
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