Chief of Staff Kobayashi Koutarou didn't bother with the question of whether he should run or not.
He was being carried away by a few guards.
Hualala, Little Puppet was running wildly.
Even the transport truck was lost.
He couldn't be bothered to open it.
That was because the Mustang fighter jets in the sky were chasing them.
From time to time, he would dive down, shoot with the machine gun, and then climb up.
Behind them were T34 tanks, several infantry regiments of the Northwest Army's Independent Enhanced Division, and the 108th Regiment of the Feng Army.
From time to time, a tank cannon would land in their midst.
From time to time, 60 mortar shells would fall.
There were even sounds of semi-automatic rifles and light machine guns.
In the process of escaping, they lost another batch.
Now, there were only five to six thousand people left.
He had to rush out!
Kobayashi Koutarou's eyes were bloodshot.
Otherwise, if everyone died, the 8th division would have to remain.
……
However, Kobayashi Koutarou did not know that they had retreated to the north.
It was also a dead end!
The Northwest Army's independent reinforced division, the 5th Infantry Regiment, had already spread out!
Six 76.2mm Howitzers were ready.
The temporary trenches had already been dug.
The 60-caliber mortars were already in position.
There were a lot of light machine guns with loaded bullets. Beside the deputy, there were a lot of loaded bullets.
The entire group of over three thousand people had been waiting for a long time.
This was a trap that Zhang Ningfu had set for Little Puppet.
Zhang Ningfu loves playing the erhu and also plays Go.
As the art of war says, if you surround three enemies and lack one, don't pursue a desperate enemy.
However, Zhang Ningfu's encirclement was short of one. It was a way out, but it was also a dead end.
It was the hope he gave Little Puppet.
At the same time, they would die in despair!
Right now, Kobayashi Koutarou was in despair.
The road was blocked!
There were planes in the sky, tanks behind them, and several infantry regiments.
He couldn't go back!
"Sato, we can't go back.”
"Form a defensive formation on the spot."
"Let's rest for a while."
……
Five to six thousand people temporarily formed a simple defensive position.
The Northwest Army took advantage of the situation and surrounded them.
It was so tightly surrounded that not even water could pass through!
At the center of the defensive position.
Kobayashi Koutarou panted heavily. He looked at the densely packed Northwestern Army and could not help but sigh.
There was no hope of escaping!
Then-
"Bushido, attack!"
" Are we really going to attack the Bushido?" Sato, the brigade commander of the 47th mixed brigade, asked. If we can still hold on, there might be reinforcements. With a single Bushido attack, be it the 8th division or the 47th mixed regiment, they would all be gone!”
"Then what reinforcements will come? They're too far away. We can't hold on!”
"Rather than being humiliated and dying as a captive, it's better to die with dignity!”
Kobayashi Koutarou's face was ashen.
The Regiment Commander was dead.
He was also about to die!
More than 30,000 people came.
Now, they were all going to be shattered!
Those people didn't hold back at all.
Look at them shouting.
Chopping off the head of a soldier of the Empire was equivalent to a piece of money.
Five dollars for a major!
This was not giving him a way out!
Of course, they didn't need a way out.
The soldiers of the Empire were not cowards who surrendered!
"Hey!"
The commander of the 47th mixed regiment, Sato, ordered the guards.
"Send a message to the headquarters!"
"8th division, 47th mixed regiment, only 5132 men left!”
"It's 6:40 in the evening now!”
"We will launch the last charge against that person's Northwest Army!”
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
The telegram was sent.
Koutarou Kobayashi's eyes were bloodshot as he pulled out his katana.
"Everyone, fix your bayonet!"
"Charge at that person!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Long live the Emperor!"
The little puppets dragged their exhausted bodies.
Long live the Emperor!
He launched his final charge!
In the binoculars.
He watched as the little puppets launched another suicidal attack.
The Chief of Staff of the Independent Enhanced Division, Wei Zhenyue, was standing beside a T34 tank.
"Order the tank regiment to attack. The rest of you follow behind the tanks."”
"Destroy them!"
Zhang Ningfu deployed his troops and formulated a strategy.
He carried it out.
A few infantry regiments had been quietly moving around and outflanking them.
It was all coordinated by him.
There was no suspense in this battle.
The order was given.
The T34 tanks started moving again.
Together with the independent Enhancers, they formed a torrent that charged towards the Little Puppets!
Tank cannons, mortars, howitzers, automatic rifles, and light machine guns were all interwoven in the sky.
……
Half an hour later.
Not a single one of the Little Puppets survived their last suicidal charge.
All of them fell into a pool of blood.
Chief of Staff Wei Zhenyue's leather boots stepped on the ground mixed with blood, mud, and grass.
He came to the body of the 8th division's chief of staff, Kobayashi Kakutaro, and picked up his katana. His deep voice sounded,""Report to headquarters!"
"Our independent reinforcement division will annihilate the 8th division and 47th mixed regiment at 7:13 pm.”
"Not a single one survived!"
"We also seized a Lieutenant General Little Puppet's commanding saber and four Major Generals 'commanding sabers!”
"Weapons, ammunition, vehicles, and horses seized!”
The battle of annihilation, which was coached by Zhang Ning, took eleven hours and came to an end.
The independent reinforcement division and the 108th Regiment of the Feng army had more than 26,000 people. They used 48 howitzers that were 120mm and above.
There were 43 tanks and 54 fighter jets.
They had wiped out Little Puppet's 8th division and 47th mixed regiment, a total of 30,000 men.
37 Little Puppet Bombers and 9 fighter jets were shot down.
From the morning until seven in the evening.
……
Inspecting the province.
Provincial capital, Zhang Yuan, office building.
Pei Si, Zhang Zizhong, and Song Zheyuan, the three higher-ups of the Northwest Army, were gathered together.
The battle report was already placed in front of them.
After Zhang Zizhong and Song Zheyuan finished reading the telegram, they let out a relaxed smile.
This was the first time the Northwest Army had fought against Little Puppet.
Not bad!
This was a great victory.
Zhang Ningfu was really good at fighting.
The marshal had not misjudged him.
To them, the Guandong Army was an elite force.
The 8th division had been around for many years.
However, reality proved that the Northwest Army was stronger!
From the start, the artillery, planes, and tanks had the advantage.
Times had changed.
They were no longer the Northwest Army of the past.
In the past, the Northwest Army used old sleeves made in Hanyang.
Tanks, planes, cannons, he could only dream about them in the past.
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