Chapter 197 I Went Mad During the Republic of China (13)



Chapter 197 I Went Mad During the Republic of China (13)

Zhou Jue's brows furrowed into a knot; those who slipped through the net were the most troublesome.

"Brother Tongzi, intercept all telegrams entering and leaving Beiping. If they are from our own people, continue sending them; if they are from the Japanese, intercept them all! At the same time, monitor all telegrams nationwide!"

[Yes, host!]

After making the arrangements, Zhou Jue set off again, first taking care of the ten scattered spies one by one, and then turning back to the city to deal with the one who had escaped the net.

Given Kuroki Takashi's suspicious nature, if these two teams also lost contact, he wouldn't believe in the so-called "accident" and would only devote more effort to finding out the truth.

Sure enough, the system voice rang out as soon as they arrived at Old K's yard.

[Host! The command headquarters of Heimulong in Jizhou has gone mad! They've just issued emergency reinforcement orders to the garrison headquarters in Tianjin, Baoding, and Zhangjiakou!]

The system's voice became urgent.

[Not only that! He even reported it to the Kwantung Army headquarters, requesting tactical guidance! This bastard is planning to escalate things!]

A military map unfolded in Zhou Jue's mind, with three red arrows pointing directly to Beiping from the east, south, and northwest.

"Spark, how is it?" Old K asked as soon as he saw the person return.

"Everything is going smoothly! However, I've received another piece of information: Kuroki Takashi has requested reinforcements from his superiors. They won't give up on their plan easily," Zhou Jue replied, combining the information from the system.

"What?! I'll request my superiors to mobilize troops for war immediately!"

"No need for now."

Old K was taken aback: "Then...the matter of the Japanese reinforcements?"

"I'll handle it."

"However, I suspect the Japanese will try to manipulate international public opinion, but they don't have any evidence right now. You need to explain this to your superiors, pay attention to the public opinion front, and prevent other countries from getting involved."

"good!"

After Zhou Jue finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

Old K stared at the empty room with his mouth agape. After a long while, he let out a long sigh and plopped back down in front of the radio.

There's nothing he can do right now. The only thing he can do is act as a liaison and be ready to cooperate whenever Comrade Xinghuo needs him.

...

On the highway from Tianjin to Beiping.

A convoy consisting of more than a dozen military trucks and three Type 95 light tanks was advancing at full speed, kicking up clouds of dust.

The colonel leading the team was named Kosuke Ishida. He sat in the passenger seat of the lead car, his brows furrowed, and the telegram in his hand was almost crushed.

"A ghost town?"

"A squadron of two hundred men, along with their armored vehicles, has lost contact?"

"What on earth is that idiot Kuroki up to?!"

Kosuke Ishida muttered curses under his breath, but a sense of unease rose within him.

He always felt there was something sinister about this job.

"Reporting to Colonel! We are entering a mountain road section ahead. The road is narrow. Should we slow down?" the driver asked.

"Slow down? Kuroki's plea for help is practically burning on the headquarters' desk! Full speed ahead! I must see the walls of Beiping before nightfall!" Ishida Kosuke roared.

"Hai!"

Instead of slowing down, the convoy revved its engine and plunged into the winding mountain road.

Just as the convoy reached the bottom of a steep cliff.

[Host, this is it! It rained a few days ago, so the mountain is very fragile. I've calculated that as long as a synchronized resonant force is applied at three points...]

"knew."

Zhou Jue's figure hovered a thousand meters in the air, coldly watching the convoy below, which stretched like a long snake.

She extended a finger and flicked it lightly at the three points marked by the system.

"Buzz—"

An invisible wave instantly transmitted into the interior of the mountain.

The driver, who was driving, suddenly felt a violent jolt in the steering wheel, followed by the ground shaking violently.

"Earthquake! It's an earthquake!"

Kosuke Ishida's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Before he finished speaking, the cliff above him made a "crack" sound, and countless cracks spread out like a spider web.

The next second.

"Boom—!"

The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked!

Tens of thousands of tons of boulders and soil, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, poured down.

Those dozen or so trucks and three tanks were as insignificant as toys in the face of Tianwei's might.

Before they could even let out a proper scream, the entire convoy was completely swallowed up and buried.

A huge plume of smoke rose into the sky.

When everything settled down, the original road had disappeared, replaced by a "hill" made of fresh soil and gravel.

【Done! Next!】

The system's voice was incredibly cheerful.

The regiment that came from Zhangjiakou is crossing the Sanggan River at night; dawn is expected in two hours.

Zhou Jue's figure flashed and disappeared into the clouds.

...

On the banks of the Sanggan River.

An infantry regiment of the Japanese 5th Division is frantically building a pontoon bridge under the orders of its commander.

Regimental Commander Kazuo Yamamoto stood on the riverbank, anxiously watching the murky water.

"Damn it! Why did the river have to swell at this time of year?! Where are our engineers?"

"Reporting to the regimental commander! The engineering corps is blocked at the rear by a mudslide and cannot get through!"

"Useless!" Enraged, Yamamoto Kazuo kicked the guard beside him to the ground. "Then fill the gap with men! We must cross the river before dawn!"

The soldiers dared not slack off and had no choice but to grit their teeth and lay the planks into the river one by one.

Just then, a thick fog suddenly rose over the river.

The fog came strangely, a vast expanse of white, so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, enveloping the entire ferry crossing.

"What's going on? Where did this thick fog come from?" Yamamoto Kazuo's heart skipped a beat.

Strange sounds could be faintly heard from within the fog.

It sounds like... a woman crying?

Intermittent and plaintive, like weeping and lamenting, it sent chills down one's spine in the quiet of the night.

"Who? Who's crying?"

"You're playing tricks! Find it for me!"

The soldiers, guns at the ready, nervously looked around, but could see nothing but a thick white fog.

The crying grew closer and clearer.

They even began to see some blurry shadows in the fog.

A woman dressed in white, with disheveled hair, drifted on the river...

"A ghost...it's a water ghost!" a timid soldier screamed in terror, dropping his gun and running back.

"Bang!"

Without hesitation, Kazuo Yamamoto shot and killed the deserter.

"No retreating! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy! It's all fake! A trick by the Chinese!" he roared hoarsely.

But his words could no longer calm the distraught soldiers.

Because those "water ghosts" had already "climbed" out of the river and were floating towards them.

"Ahhh! Don't come any closer!"

"Help!"

Panic spread, and the soldiers completely lost their composure, firing wildly at the fleeting white figures and at their equally terrified comrades beside them.

Gunshots, screams, and angry curses filled the air.

Yamamoto Kazuo stared in horror at the horrific scene of infighting before him. He drew his sword and slashed wildly at the air, yelling, "Come out! Come out here! If you've got the guts, let's have a real fight!"

No one responded to him.

The only response he received was a cold bayonet that suddenly appeared at his neck.

Before he could even see who the enemy was, he felt a chill in his throat, and the world plunged into darkness.

As dawn broke, the thick fog dissipated.

The riverbank was littered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers, and blood flowed like a river.

The Sanggan River, which had just swelled, had receded at some point, restoring its former tranquility, as if everything from last night was just a nightmare.

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