Chapter Thirty
The sky has become brighter,
Commander Tao, the commander of the Eighth Division, was standing in his headquarters with a frown on his face and anxiously walking around with his hands behind his back.
After several days of fighting, his Eighth Division has been reduced by nearly half. Just this morning, his headquarters was not only suddenly attacked by Japanese flying troops, but also shelled by Japanese heavy artillery troops.
Most of all the communication radio stations of his unit were blown up by the Japanese army, and now his contact with friendly forces was almost completely cut off.
So he was running around in circles all over the floor in a hurry.
Because he really wants to know when his troops can evacuate smoothly,
Also, when will the 21st Army's reinforcements and defensive positions be completed?
And what is the current situation of your own troops against the enemy?
And what is the battle damage and battle situation of one's own friendly forces?
In short, after he lost the contact tools for radio and other equipment,
He and his remaining troops seemed to have become blind, ignorant of all the fighting conditions outside.
Mu Jiangyou, his chief of staff, came over and said: "Master, more than half of our troops have been injured and killed, and we can no longer hold on for a few more days. Now that the radio station has been damaged again, why not order a breakout?"
"Breakout?"
Commander Tao, the commander of the 8th Division, stopped and shook his head: "No, the reason why we have been able to support ourselves until now is because of the convenient location. If we break out, the brothers who break out may be pursued by the Japanese army like this."
It's a good achievement. If this were the case, I would rather lead my brothers and fight to the death with the Japanese 101st Division, a hateful Japanese army."
"And we haven't obtained the approval of the Chairman. Once we don't obey his orders, the consequences will be serious! I don't want to be stigmatized!"
Seeing that the commander of the Eighth Division, Commander Tao, had made up his mind, Chief of Staff Mu Jiangyou could only remain silent.
Looking at the flashes of artillery fire outside the headquarters, Commander Tao, the commander of the Eighth Division, sighed helplessly and said sadly: "Could it be that my Eighth Division is going to be completely destroyed here like this? Or even
Do you want me to die here too?"
No matter what Pang Bingxun thinks, Lieutenant General Ito Masaki, commander of the 101st Division of the Japanese Army who is now surrounding Linyi, is full of joy.
Now the 101st Division, commanded by Lieutenant General Masaki Ito, the division commander, has surrounded the defensive positions of the Eighth Division. It will only wait for the launch of a general offensive tomorrow to seize the most important headquarters of the Eighth Division. By then, his first
The reputation of the 101st Division can be spread to Japan again.
The time at this time has reached 7:06 in the morning, but the energetic division commander Lieutenant General Ito Masaki, after experiencing a short sleep,
But he was still not sleepy at all. He was still sitting quietly in a tent, looking at the map quietly, and listening to the combat suggestions from the various combat staffs under him, as well as the reports from the officers of each unit.
The battle situation and battle damage...
"Baga! What on earth is going on?"
"Another unusual combat situation occurred in the 101st Wing?"
"Less than half an hour after the war started, the Chinese army defeated a small team again?"
"Even an artillery squad was wiped out?"
"??????"
"Is everyone in the 101st Wing just doing nothing?"
But soon a report sheet about the battle damage information of the 101st Regiment was passed to the division commander Lieutenant General Ito Masaki. He just took a look at it and suddenly erupted like a volcano, roaring with anger.
Chapter completed!