May 10th, nearly early in the morning.

Great-same.

Bang Dang··· Bang Dang···

Sneer...

With the sound of the collision of the rails and the sound of steam decompression, a military train escorted by armored vehicles in front and behind slowly stopped in the Datong Railway Station. Subsequently, the door of a carriage in the middle of the military train was opened, and a devil lieutenant general walked out.

"What's going on?"

As soon as he got out of the carriage and looked at the strange station in front of him, the lieutenant general suddenly frowned.

At this time, it was pitch black at the same station, and only a faint flashlight could be seen in the hands of the guards, and even this bit of light was tightly covered, and the entire railway station looked gloomy and weird.

If it weren't for the military columns and the fog lights of armored vehicles, he wouldn't have been able to see five meters away.

"General."

A major general who came to greet him did not explain, but said directly:

"Please turn off all lights immediately, for your safety."

The major general's tone was hurried, even panicked.

"Turn off all the lights?"

The lieutenant general's brow furrowed even deeper.

He knew that law and order in North China was extremely poor.

The guerrillas here were ridiculously strong, equipped with heavy artillery, tanks, planes, and a lot of them, all of which compressed the First Army to the corner of the Zhengtai line, and the Kasai Wing, which had previously been supported by the Kwantung Army, also suffered heavy losses and heavy losses.

So he turned off his headlights all the way and just turned on a little bit of the anti-collision lights.

What he didn't understand was.

How did you get to Datong, an important town where two wings of the Mongolian army are stationed, and also need to be so vigilant?

Don't dare to show the slightest light at night?

No matter how strong Shanxi's Tuba Road is, how much pressure can it put on the Mongolian army when the First Army has not been wiped out? He was well aware that the First Army currently had more than 70,000 troops.

Although heavy weapons are relatively lacking, 70,000 imperial troops are not 70,000 pigs!

"Hey."

The major general who came had a bitter tone:

"For the safety of His Excellency the General and the station, please turn off all lights.

The Imperial Army is highly hierarchical, and there is a powerful lieutenant general in front of him, the captain of the independent garrison of the Kwantung Army, and Lieutenant General Kamimori, he can only ask for someone else, and he would have directly asked people to force the lights to turn off.

"Hmm."

Kamimorien nodded and ordered his subordinates to turn off the lights.

As the fog lights went out, the station was completely plunged into darkness.

Lieutenant General Uemori took his escort team and the major general who came to greet him to the headquarters of Datong and walked out of the railroad tracks, only then did he find that the main building of Datong Station was dilapidated and full of craters.

It seems that a major war has just been experienced.

And it was an extremely tragic battle.

"Did the Dirt Eight Road attack?"

Kamimori's tone was horrified.

Even if the light was dim, Kamimori could still see from the traces that the station must have been attacked by the enemy, although the empire finally snatched it back, it was enough to make him frightened.

It's a big deal here.

Garrisoned by two Imperial Wings, with strong fortifications and bunkers, it was also the most central railway station. Generally speaking, the Imperial Army occupied a city, and the railway station was the most heavily defended area.

“····”

The major general who answered moved his mouth, and finally did not speak.

In fact, the Tuba Road in front of Datong did not launch an attack, but the large and small bomb craters in the railway station and the county town, as well as those dense bullet holes, all prove that there was a brutal war here.

It's just that it's hard to explain this matter in a short time, and the more you talk about it, the more troublesome it becomes, so it's better to explain.

Kamimori Ren took it as a default.

A group of people came to the headquarters, and Kamimori was not polite, and sat directly at the top of the headquarters.

He is a lieutenant general, a lieutenant general with real power, holding a division-level force, and only the commander of the Mongolian army can be equal to him, and the rest are at least one head below him.

"Bring me all the information and information."

Kamimori said.

He came this time to investigate the situation of the troops stationed in Mongolia on the joint order of the commander of the Kwantung Army and the base camp.

"Hey."

Another major general, the devil, did not have the slightest temper and brought in a bunch of intelligence materials by himself.

······

At this time.

"There seems to be lights at the Devil's Railway Station?"

Twelve miles outside the same railway station, a reconnaissance soldier of an independent regiment rubbed his eyes, and his tone was a little uncertain.

"I've seen it too, but only a little bit..."

Beside him, another soldier on duty spoke with the same hesitation.

Since the troops continued to shell the railway station, the devils have strengthened the vigilance of the railway station, and a large number of soldiers patrolled within a radius of 10 miles from the station, and even planted mines, and the reconnaissance posts could only operate 12 miles away, and it was difficult to accurately discover the situation at the station at night.

The control of the troops stationed in Mongolia over the Pingsui line is still very strong. In addition, the troops have no intention of completely cutting off the Pingsui Line at present, so there is no large-scale destruction of the railroad tracks.

"Report it."

A fighter thought for a moment and decided to escalate.

It's five o'clock now, and there is still a while before dawn, and at this time there is movement at the devil's station, and the light appears, and then it quickly goes out, and it is very likely that the devil has some secret actions, such as the transportation of important materials and the arrival of important people.

The two then returned to the reconnaissance squad station, turned on the radio, and reported what they had found to the rear troops.

It was 5:15 a.m. that day.

The independent regiment is stationed in a small county town.

"There's movement at the Devil's Station?"

Fang Yuanshan received a message from the reconnaissance post.

"Yes."

The reporting staff officer has integrated the intelligence:

"In the first half of the night, the reconnaissance points around the Pingsui Railway reported that a train had passed by, and this train was even escorted by armored cars in front and behind, but the devils were very well guarded, and we could not know the specific situation of the train."

"It seems that the devil values the things on this train."

Fang Yuanshan, the commander of the third battalion, touched his chin.

"Then let's..."

The deputy battalion commander on the side rubbed his hands and rubbed his hands.

At this time, the total strength of the independent regiment exceeded 10,000, equipped with two 240 siege guns, three self-propelled 160 mortars newly transported, and 30,000 other brother troops, which could easily take DT City.

As for the common people.

With the gathering of tens of thousands of troops, the war is about to break out, coupled with the large-scale construction of the base areas, the expansion of the county towns to build roads, open up wasteland, and build water conservancy facilities, the treatment is good, and the common people have long fled and have no worries at all.

Anyway, the head of the regiment also said that he can win Datong at any time.

"The plan remains the same."

Fang Yuanshan let go of the hand that touched his chin:

"The shelling scheduled to start at 7 o'clock today continues, and the scale remains the same, it is still two artillery battalions and 20,000 shells."

The devil is sneaky, carefully covering a train to arrive in Datong, there must be something unsightly, but this has nothing to do with him, no matter how the devil jumps, the difference in strength is here.

·····

Seven points off one point.

The same as the Japanese Headquarters.

"The total strength is more than forty thousand, more than thirty-five tanks, more than a hundred 105 guns?"

Kamimori looked at the summary of information in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This equipment is comparable to one armored brigade and two artillery brigades in the Empire.

Although he has been stationed in the local Kwantung Army, he has also heard a little about the affairs of Shanxi, this group of Tubalu does not know where to get a large amount of material and ammunition aid, heavy artillery, tanks are very proficient, once a month to make the First Army jade crushing nearly 30,000.

But the First Army still occupies the Zhengtai Line, and this group of Tubalu can actually station a huge force near the Mongolian army?

This is the intention to take action against the troops stationed in Mongolia without destroying the First Army?

Is Hiroshi Nemoto's speculation correct?

"Is the information accurate?"

Shan Mori couldn't help but ask.

With so many weapons and equipment, he was sure that the independent regiment could come up with them, but it was really unbelievable that all of them were placed near the troops stationed in Mongolia.

"Hey, sure."

The other devil major general bowed his head deeply, and his voice was full of bitterness.

The number of tanks he is not sure about!

But the number of artillery he was sure of as well. After all, he counted eleven times, and six hours each time.

Yamamori didn't even speak, suddenly.

Boom...

Violent explosions rang out, densely packed and continuous, like running a group.

"It's..."

Uemori was shocked.

As a lieutenant general, he has rich combat experience, and he heard it at the first time that the position of the imperial army outside Datong has been shelled, and the caliber of the artillery is very large, more than 100, and there are many of them, and nearly 100 people are indispensable.

Of course, at this moment, he completely believed the report in his hand.

"Eight Roads is going on the offensive."

When he didn't have time to think about this, he immediately stood up, and his tone was anxious:

"Immediately organize troops to engage the enemy."

More than 100 large-caliber artillery pieces and more than 30 tanks could not be stopped by the imperial army, plus 40,000 earth and eight roads, even the troops stationed in Mongolia could not stop it.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, don't be nervous."

Another major general sighed, but in a very calm tone:

"This is just a routine artillery bombardment by the Eighth Route Army, they will not send infantry to attack, it will be over in six hours, this kind of thing, it has happened eleven times."

"Nani?"

"It's a time... Routine shelling? ”

Uemori opened his mouth wide and was stunned on the spot.

More than 100 cannons, lasting six hours... Routine shelling?