"Nani?!"

Today, after hearing the staff officer's report, Isamu Yokoyama shouted the word Nani again.

This voice, the tone was even higher than before, and the horror was even stronger, and even the horror in the voice could be clearly heard.

He was even more drenched in cold sweat behind his back.

The 6th Division, including the division commander Kanda Masa, was collectively missing, and judging from the traces at the scene, it is suspected that they were captured alive, and there was not one out of ten troops, and even the flag protection squad of the 23rd Wing was stunned by the enemy's new weapons.

The flags of the wing were all captured in their entirety.

Yan Chang was lost.

The 6th Division was completely annihilated.

This news was like a heavy hammer, smashing Kanda's brain, making him stunned for a long, long time.

The capture of the Wing Flag made the Locust Army of the Japanese Empire lose face, but it had little to do with him.

The locust army of the Great Japanese Empire still has face?

Amusing.

At the beginning of the war, it was claimed that the Republic of China would be destroyed in three months, but it was not even finished in three months. The battle has been fought for seven years, and the more I fight, the more I go back, and now I am being chased by the eight roads.

Still need face?

What made him feel the most tricky was the loss of Yan Chang.

This means that the Southern Independence Regiment is about to begin its rapid expansion, and the next step is bound to rapidly expand its territory and engulf the locust occupied areas.

As the capital of a province, Yanchang has developed transportation, and the roads and railways connect Changsha, Hengyang and other cities, and the troops of the Independent Regiment can use these to quickly maneuver, and the Sixth Division cannot stop the tank cluster of the Independent Regiment, and other divisions do not need to think about it.

Yan Chang to Hengyang is not far away.

Although he destroyed the roads, railways, and bridges along the way, the foundation is still there, and it is not difficult to repair, and in a month and a half at most, the army of the independent regiment will be able to reach Hengyang.

And before that, his most important supply line, the Guangdong-Hankou Railway, may suffer a devastating blow.

He had less than a month left.

The battle of Hengyang must be resolved as soon as possible, and then draw out his hand and use the advantage of troops to fight with the Eighth Route Army in Songxian.

This thought came to Yokoyama's mind.

He still has a chance to win.

According to the records of the 6th Division's farewell telegram, in a short battle of more than two days, in the absence of a strong position, it destroyed more than 250 tanks of the Independent Regiment in street battles, which shows that although the tank unit of the Independent Regiment is huge, its actual combat effectiveness is not strong, presumably because of the limitation of the quality of the soldiers.

As long as he can suppress the air superiority of the independent regiment, he has a good chance of winning, and it is very large.

"Send a telegram to inquire about the Eighth Air Army."

Isamu Yokoyama looked at the staff officer beside him:

"Ask them..."

Before Isamu Yokoyama's words fell, a staff officer ran over in a panic.

"Shunroku Hata, urgent electricity!"

"Emergency?!"

Isamu Yokoyama immediately felt bad.

There is never a good thing in an emergency, and the more urgent it is, the worse it is.

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At the same time.

Yan Chang.

Kanda woke up faintly, felt a severe headache, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and rub his head, but then he found that his hands and feet were handcuffed and unable to move normally.

After struggling for a while, he found that the shackles were very secure, so he gave up struggling and looked around.

Kanda found that he and the senior members of the Sixth Division were in a room reinforced with steel pipes at this time, and his hands and feet were shackled, and at this point, his headache gradually eased, and his consciousness gradually returned.

He also remembered the events of last night.

Last night, the headquarters of his 6th Division was attacked, and they were captured alive in a high-ranking group.

"Yo, awake?"

Beside him, a soldier on duty greeted him in a mocking tone, in Japanese, although there was some skimmering and the tone was distorted, but Kanda still understood.

"Take me to your commander."

After a short period of confusion and panic, Kanda regained his arrogance as the commander of the division, this old devil could not speak Chinese, and could only speak in Japanese.

The rest of the devils also woke up.

After a short period of panic, seeing that the division commander was still arrogant even if he was tied up, he drew a scoop one after another, and collectively put on an arrogant attitude, with disdain in his expression and eyes.

There is no consciousness of being a prisoner.

"Then satisfy you and take it away."

The soldier put down the book in his hand, snorted coldly, glanced at the devil officers with disdain, then waved his hand, and walked towards the headquarters of Kong Jie with Kanda and several other soldiers.

He also spoke in Japanese, and although he was still lame, Kanda still understood.

This behavior really surprised Kanda Masa.

He really didn't expect that the other party would agree so quickly, but if he thought about it carefully, it was normal, he was the first lieutenant general of the Great Japanese Empire Locust Army to be captured alive, and it was understandable that the military commander who caught him would snort in front of him.

I want to take a photo, take a photo, and post it in the newspaper to pave the way for a breakthrough in the future.

Stepping on his corpse to get on the top.

Paving the way with the corpses of the 6th Division.

The soldiers of the detention center walked out of the detention place reinforced by civilian houses with a group of high-ranking officials of the Sixth Division, and then got into a large jeep and walked all the way to the headquarters of Kong Jie.

At this time, his hands and feet were shackled, and it was impossible to commit suicide, Kanda Masaya calmed down and began to take a closer look at the surrounding scenery, and the escort convoy also cooperated to slow down.

The rest of the top brass of the Sixth Division also gave up the idea of struggling and escaping, and looked at the situation of the Eighth Route Army troops around them.

At this time, the battle was over, and only the remnants of the devils were left to resist, and Kong Jie also withdrew the main troops, leaving only a part of the troops to encircle and suppress the remnants, and the rest were stationed outside the city, as well as preparing for post-war reconstruction.

There is also the preparation of a large expansion.

After discussing with Li Yunlong, Ding Wei, and Zhao Gang, he decided that the troops would stay here for the time being, use Yanchang as a base, directly expand the army, and then launch an attack on the southern devils.

By the way, a small steel mill, a textile mill and other factories were set up in Yanchang.

So by plane, five new tank battalions and five new artillery battalions were transported from Zhao Jiayu, and the equipment was taken directly from the warehouse. Because of the street fighting, many tanks and armored vehicles that participated in the war were damaged, and the amount of maintenance work was too large, so the tanks and armored vehicles were simply scrapped and used as scrap steel for steelmaking in the new steelmaking plant.

The new units needed tanks and armored vehicles, and the original units needed to be reequipped en masse.

At present, the battle has just ended, and the original troops have not had time to receive new equipment, and the new troops have not yet come, so a large number of tanks are piled up on a flat area outside the city.

A total of 594 tanks, more than 700 armored vehicles, more than 200 artillery pieces.

In order to publicize, Kong Jie asked a group of reporters to remember the shooting equipment, which really opened the eyes of a group of reporters, including many foreign reporters, who shot up and down the equipment with long guns and short guns.

At this time, the convoy escorting Kanda Masashi arrived outside the flat ground.

"Division commander, chief of staff."

"Look over there."

The first thing I saw from a distance was the tank and armored vehicle group piled up in the open field, and it was a division and regimental staff officer, who reminded the division commander, staff station, and other high-level divisions and regiments to look over.

Relying on the strap-on seat belts, as well as the restrictions of handcuffs and leg cuffs, the soldiers are not afraid that these devils will escape or make small moves, so they don't care about the devils looking around.

"It's... Tank..."

Kanda was waiting for a group of high-ranking officials to follow the staff officer's gaze, and suddenly spotted a tank group in the distance.

One by one, their eyes widened.

And as the convoy got closer and closer to the open space, the devils also saw the scale of the tanks in the open space.

"About six hundred tanks, seven hundred armored vehicles, and more than two hundred heavy guns."

As a staff officer of the division and regimental headquarters, he quickly observed the specific scale.

"So much?"

At this moment, the complexion of this group of high-level devils with arrogance on their faces finally changed.

As the high-ranking of the Sixth Division, although this group of devils was defeated by the Independent Regiment, they were still very arrogant in their hearts and were full of disdain for the combat effectiveness of the Independent Regiment.

In their opinion, the battle of the independent regiment attacking Yanchang is simply ridiculous.

As the division headquarters and the elite Sixth Division, Kanda Zheng naturally has a way to count the results more accurately.

With more than twice the strength, more than 10 times the superior firepower, more than 300 tanks, and more than 500 armored vehicles, the independent regiment attacked a unit that lacked positions and anti-armor forces, and actually ran out of tanks.

The loss of tanks exceeded three hundred.

It's ridiculous.

The details of the battle also made the devils laugh.

This group of stupid farmers actually drove their tanks into small alleys, and even used them directly as fortresses and bait, and many tanks on the battlefield that could obviously be rescued were also directly abandoned, so they were easily destroyed by the locust army.

As a result, the loss of tanks at most a hundred or so was three times more.

If he had taken command, he would have lost up to thirty or forty tanks.

Most!

If he is given a little time to get a little more anti-tank weapons and dig a little more positions, then I am afraid that the opponent's tanks will only be able to capture half of the positions if they are all exhausted.

But the tank groups that I saw at this time, the tanks with sealed muzzles and brand new paint, the devils knew very well that these were all new equipment, equipment that had just come out of the factory.

Such a huge amount that made them realize.

I'm afraid that in this battle of Yanchang, those strange and childish behaviors of the independent regiment were not due to the lack of experience and knowledge of the tank crew, as they thought, but because...

There are too many tanks.

And.

In order to reduce troop casualties.

The order he gave was to give priority to the destruction of enemy tanks.

Therefore, the independent regiment directly used tanks as a lure, and when they saw that there was an opportunity to destroy the tanks, the locust warriors would inevitably rush out of the complex bunkers, so that although they could destroy the enemy's tanks, they themselves were also exposed, and they were quickly eliminated by the follow-up troops of the independent regiment.

When the convoy left the open space and the tank group disappeared from view, this group of devils was still dull, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, and a few of them were even mournful.

This discovery,

It's true, it's a bit of a big blow to the top of this group of locust army.

I laugh at others for being stupid, others laugh at me for being poor.