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Sakamoto Masaemon did not fail to make countermeasures against the attackers, after consulting with Okamura Ninji, they sent twenty teams of nearly 1,000 sharp soldiers, five miles outside the army to search and advance, the distance between each top infantry squad, absolutely no more than two miles, any squad attacked, within ten minutes, reinforcements will arrive, there will never be the last time an infantry squadron attacked but was almost completely annihilated.

Sakamoto Masaemon, who has plenty of troops, is like a hunter, using the army as bait, and using sharp soldiers to lay a net around the sky, just waiting for those damn little mosquitoes to be caught in the net.

It has to be said that after the first day of the attack, this trick of Sakamoto Masaemon seemed to work, and the attack did not appear again for a whole day.

However, by night, the damned mosquitoes would pop out again to suck blood, and the queue of nearly 40,000 troops plus various horses and vehicles was nearly twenty miles, and the search party of ten teams on the left and right could not cover every inch of land, especially under the cover of dark night.

The attackers often complete their actions within thirty seconds, and by the time the search team arrives in seven or eight minutes, they will have already slipped away.

The mosquito trap mesh woven by His Excellency Sakamoto is too large to catch a few small mosquitoes in the mountains at night.

It's not that the Japanese generals don't want to send more soldiers, it's just that when they think that there is still half a month left in the next trip, and the entire army has to be on guard for a few small mosquitoes as if a big war is coming, the expressions on the faces of several Japanese generals are extremely ugly.

That would be a disgrace not to lose to the 8th Division, which had become a disgrace to the Kwantung Army.

Annoyed and angry, the Japanese even made the move of covering the attacker's position with artillery fire from the artillery unit that had been on standby for a long time.

The four infantry guns, pouring nearly a base of hundreds of shells, and using artillery to fight mosquitoes, can also show the Japanese army's hatred for the attackers.

However, the attackers were still like Xiao Qiang, who could not be killed, and launched a sneak attack on the Japanese army for the second time in a row on the same night. Without thinking, four more infantry guns bombarded the mountains hundreds of meters away.

However, the location chosen by the attackers on Bagaya Road was really bad, and the fly-type Japanese search team that smelled like stinking meat was too active.

According to the gunfire, the attackers were only 400 meters away, and they had never been so close to those abominable mosquitoes.

Then, the Japanese squad that was eager to make meritorious service was sad.

Not to mention that the shells are never equipped with any friend or foe identification system, even if they are installed, the flying shrapnel and air waves will not care whether you are Chinese or Japanese.

Four guns and more than a dozen grenadiers that joined the bombing group covered at least 2,000 square meters of the mountain, and at the same time, the hill was blown into the sky, and the Japanese soldiers who were caught off guard were also blown into the sky.

Half of an infantry squad was killed by its own artillery, and half of them were unwounded.

Hearing this information, His Excellency Major General Jiro Hattori, who presided over the artillery plan to fight mosquitoes, almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood eight feet away.

Fortunately, after continuing to hold out for four days, the Japanese army finally walked out of the mountains and into the plains to reach Chengde City, and the haunting attackers finally retreated.

Without the cover of the mountains, in the face of tens of thousands of troops, Liu Lang is not so stupid, even if he can run, he can't outrun the shells.

Watching the Japanese army walk out of the mountain and head towards Chengde City, Liu Lang put down his binoculars, "Let's go, we don't have much time." ”

The direction in which the three people left was not the Great Wall.

Rather, continue north, north of the Rehe River.

There, there are their old adversaries waiting for them.

Who else can there be, the Eighth Division.

The 8th Division, which was desperately short of heavy supplies, could no longer afford to continue its northward journey, and they could only stand by the thousands of seriously wounded, collecting food on the spot while waiting for Sakamoto Masaemon's 6th Division, which had returned to Rehe, to send sufficient supplies.

However, the 6th Division, which had arrived at the headquarters of the 8th Division in 6 days, was harassed by a few small mosquitoes and walked for four days to reach Chengde.

There, although there is no longer the legendary baggage warehouse, there are still tens of thousands of Chinese people.

Masaemon Sakamoto, the supreme commander of the Japanese front, who was responsible for the heavy supply of two divisions and two mixed brigades, had sworn a few days ago that the city of Chengde would be sacked, and that was the best answer to what a few hateful Chinese "mosquitoes" had done in the past few days.

Thinking that tens of thousands of Chinese would die crying and dying in freezing and starvation, Sakamoto Masaemon couldn't help but smile on his face, the weak sick man of East Asia simply does not deserve to have such a vast and rich land, and these should belong to the hardworking and brave Japanese people.

Burdened with responsibility and revenge, Sakamoto Masaemon had not yet arrived at the gate of the capital of Rehe Province when he received a message that made him so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

The entire Chengde City is already an empty city, and there is not even a human hair.

No, it can't be said that there are no people at all, if the dozens of mutilated corpses that are dragged everywhere by wild dogs on the street are human corpses, then there are dozens of dead people.

The reason why we can't get the exact number of people is that the wild dogs that were shot are all too fat, and the abundant and unrestricted "meat" makes them feast on these days, and the mutilated Japanese corpses can no longer be put together.

"Baga, what about the Chinese?" Sakamoto Masaemon was furious, "Send troops into the mountains to search, the timid Chinese must have hid in the mountains." Find them out and rob them all. ”

Not good, take me to see the baggage warehouses of the 8th Division. Okamura Ninji, who was frowning on the side, seemed to be shocked by something.

Several Japanese generals who hurried to the baggage warehouse of the Eighth Division in the northeast corner of Chengde City were collectively stunned when they looked at the floor of the warehouse that had been moved to the point where not even a single grain was left.

No one would be surprised if the supplies were burned, and whoever it was would have to do the same.

But there's a trace of a fire there? It's like moving and cleaning, but the dilapidated old Chinese mansion is actually very clean.

But that's enough food for tens of thousands of troops for nearly half a month! And the guns and ammunition that can be used for the refitting of a full brigade have all been emptied?

You must know that the Japanese army used five heavy teams to transport millions of catties of materials. Could it be that the Chinese also own a large number of cars?

"Lieutenant General Sakamoto, there is no need to go into the mountains to search, I know that the Chinese went there." Okamura Ninji sighed.

"There?"

"The Chinese emptied the warehouse and hid in the Great Wall." Okamura Ninji pointed to the distant mountains, and a thick bitter color welled up on his face.

Several Japanese generals looked shocked.

They were all leading generals with extremely rich combat experience, and Okamura Ninji only mentioned it slightly, and they had already thought of the cause and effect.

There was no one else but that damn Great Wall regiment.

Mobilizing tens of thousands of people to carry millions of supplies, or in wartime, or when facing an enemy whose numerical superiority is far greater than his own, what a crazy move a commander must have made!

"Liu Lang, it's more terrifying than I imagined, he will definitely become the great enemy of the empire in the future. This is the best chance to destroy him, but it's a pity! Okamura Ninji looked into the distance and muttered to himself.