PS: On National Day, I want to take my daughter out to play, and ask my book friends to let the wind and moon slow down for a few days, and during this time, it will return to 2 shifts a day. Accumulate strength to wait for the next explosion. Once again, I wish you book friends a happy holiday.

The first time it was released was during the daytime today, and then they killed a brigade commander plus a wing commander, and the rest of the officers and men were killed or wounded.

So what do the Chinese want to do this time? Or what bad luck will the Chinese ancestors invent bring them?

But whenever they saw the Japanese soldiers who saw the Kong Ming lantern rising high again, they couldn't help but feel a little chill down their spines.

I'm afraid that only His Excellency Nishiyichi's face has not changed much.

In fact, no matter how much you think about change, Xi Yiyi's face can't be worse.

The second son of the Genji family, the most powerful nobleman in the empire, was killed in battle, under the command of his Nishiyichi.

That little heart of Nishiyichi! When he heard that Tanibe Terube brought the news to him with a dejected face, he was already on the verge of shattering, and he didn't even have a fire, so he sat in the headquarters for a full hour.

Even half an hour ago, Lengkou was overcome, and the 14th Mixed Brigade and the 33rd Mixed Brigade were about to attack the defenders of Xifengkou on both sides, and there would be no accidents.

The death of Yoshijiro Gen made Nishiichi desperate even more than a defeat.

At that moment, what he hated was not the Chinese, but actually the fool who loved to be in the limelight. Since the first son of the Jincan Gen family came to the Kwantung Army, even the horseman of the Kwantung Army knew that he was here to gild, play, travel, and appreciate the customs of China.

When you travel home at public expense, you can get a promotion and a salary increase, and you can put aside that dynasty and that country, which is the patent of the part of the people who stand at the top of the pyramid, and the Japanese, who are accustomed to the class difference, understand it even more.

Naturally, the position assigned to this "second generation of Japan" is very safe and idle, and the officer on duty at the Kwantung Army Headquarters may not have a more pleasant errand than this position. Except for the commander of the Kwantung Army, General Muto, who can control him, no one can control him.

The Kwantung Army is ready to offer this master, wait for half a year, and as soon as this person returns to China, everyone will be safe, and by the way, they can also get a favor from the Genji family, how good.

But Yoshijiro Gen is such an idiot! If he had to go to the grassroots level to become a commander, in his words, he had come to serve His Majesty the Emperor, and he had to go to the most difficult places. Well, there is nothing wrong with that, and it is irrefutable to carry the name of the emperor.

Especially this product still has some ability, the aristocratic training did not make him too strong, a superb karate fighting and a knife flow of knife skills in the eighth division is famous.

When Luo Wenyu was in battle, Xiyi would not let this master go to the front line after repeated dizziness, and wanted to transfer his infantry squadron to serve as the headquarters guard. Knowing that this goods had committed another crime, he even disobeyed the military order and refused to come to report, and in the afternoon, he served as the last round of shock in this battle, and he also took the lead in killing the Chinese position.

As a result, the feats were established, and at least six Chinese soldiers were slashed and killed under his iron-like command knife.

However, his life was also left behind.

Thinking of the gloomy face of the patriarch of the Gen clan, Nishiyichi longed that he died on that battlefield. Don't look at Xi Yiyi, the commander of the lieutenant general division, who is very good here at Luo Wenyu, his face changed, and everyone had to be silent, but if he was compared with the gangsters in Kyoto, he was really a small hemp shrimp.

The gap is like comparing a small division commander and the top few bigwigs in the future republic.

Even the routine shelling after the failure of the attack was gone. Of course, it's not that Gen Yoshijiro is so awesome that he doesn't even dare to destroy the corpse of the Eighth Division, but that there are not many shells for the Japanese army.

At this point, not only was the independent regiment exhausted and crumbling, but even the powerful Japanese army was the same, not only was the battalion full of casualties and wounded, but the magic weapon --- artillery to defeat the enemy was also about to turn into a pile of scrap metal.

A cannon without shells is not even as good as a rifle.

Fortunately, at noon tomorrow, the first section of the Fengtian Independent Brigade will come back with enough baggage, which is also the only reason why Xi Yiyi can comfort himself at the moment and continue to stay at Luo Wenyu Pass without moving his nest.

In any case, it is necessary to annihilate all the thousands of Chinese in front of us, otherwise, the 8th Division will bear eternal shame.

But now, what kind of ideas are the Chinese coming up with? Xiyi walked to the door with a gloomy face, looking up at the Kong Ming lantern that had turned into a small bright spot in the night sky, like a shining star hanging in the black gloomy sky, and the muscles on his face twitched ugly.

Kong Minglan is no stranger to Xi Yiyi, who is familiar with Chinese history. Kong Ming, a wise man during the Three Kingdoms period of China, made this lamp for the purpose of transmitting information to the army. Kong Ming Lantern was born for killing, not bullshit prayer.

Nishiyichi's hand holding the handle of the command knife tightened sharply, remembering the reminder of Chief of Staff Tanibe Terubei, will the Chinese play the game of turning the tiger away from the mountain? You know, it was precisely because of their sneak attack on the artillery brigade that the entire jade of the Fourth Brigade was shattered, and now, will they repeat their old tricks?

"Have all the infantry squadrons that went out to search come back? If they do not return, they should be promptly notified to return, and they must not be far from the main position for five miles. Xi Yiyi asked.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, you ordered them to bring sufficient provisions, and the search area has been expanded to thirty miles around." On the one hand, the captain of the 8th Division, who was in charge of the defense, reminded with a bitter face.

He also saw that the division commander obviously regretted his afternoon impulse at this time and wanted to strengthen the defense. But this really can't be done! The captain of the Japanese infantry brigade was wailing in his heart.

Why can't it be done? The reason is simple, the Japanese are not rich either. At a time when the European powers have already enriched their radio stations to the company level, and even the Americans have even more exaggerated radio stations for a combat platoon, the two countries with the highest military strength in Asia--- Japan and China, have only enriched their most important means of communication, radio stations, to combat units at the regimental level.

In other words, only units at the brigade level in the Japanese army will be equipped with radio stations, and as for squadrons and squads below the brigade level, if they want to transmit information, they can only rely on their legs and mouths. This is what the communications corps does.

Moreover, not only do they not pay attention to communication hardware, but they are also scum in software. The Japanese have a poor sense of secrecy of their telegrams, not to mention the European and American powers, even China, and from time to time they can decipher their messages and make troop adjustments.

It was only because of the huge disparity in combat effectiveness that the Japanese army did not suffer much loss on the Chinese battlefield because of communication problems. But in the Pacific theater, the news of the future admiral Isoroku Yamamoto inspecting the fleet was deciphered precisely because the message was deciphered, which led to the ambush and hunting of dozens of warplanes.

Now, it is basically an impossible task to inform the return of more than 20 groups of teams that have been dispersed twenty miles away.

"Yaga, then order Major General Matsuda Kunizo to transfer an infantry squadron to protect the heavy artillery brigade, quickly." Xiyi's face darkened, and he turned around and entered the headquarters after losing a word.

Xiyi woke up a little late.

He could not see that in a cave four miles away from the Heavy Artillery Brigade and the Eighth Artillery Wing, 300 heavily armed Chinese soldiers were already lining up.