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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 1211 That Heavy Fog

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    > Chapter 1211 The heavy fog

    On the night of October 9, in Mengmi, a small town in northern Myanmar, Chang Feng, chief of staff of the ** Division and acting commander of the directly affiliated corps at the Burma Campaign Headquarters of the ** Division, was reporting the situation to the division commander Tang Qiuli.

    Chang Feng took some telegrams and said: "Division commander, according to the report of our reconnaissance force lurking in Mogok, the Japanese army has been mobilized frequently in the past three days, and most of its main forces have gathered in the direction of Libao Grand Canyon. Just three hours ago,  Six divisions of the Japanese army, with approximately 150,000 troops, moved out from cover to occupy Mogok. In addition, there were about two tank regiments of armored troops and a large number of artillery. The reconnaissance troops followed the order and without alerting the Japanese army, they have all withdrawn to Mongolia.  dense."

    After the report, Chang Feng shook his head again and said: "Division Commander, under the situation of the Burmese war situation, Ito dared to launch an attack first with troops that have not yet been replenished. I don't understand Ito's approach. It is obvious that whether it is military strength or  The Japanese army is at a disadvantage in terms of weapons and equipment. As a result, the Japanese army will suffer heavy losses. What's more, our Eastern Front Group is approaching Mandalay step by step. Ito actually regards the flank threat as nothing. It is unbelievable. He is either an idiot or crazy?  "

    Tang Qiuli said calmly: "It's very simple. Ito was under pressure from Japan. The Japanese headquarters were eager to solve the Burmese issue. They still forced Ito to fight even though they knew they had to fight. It was because they were afraid that the war in Burma would delay too long and the Americans would  Unexpected changes occurred there. Ito had only two choices: fight or retreat. He chose to fight. There must be an element of luck in it, right? He defeated me in Mengmi before our Eastern Front Group captured Mandalay.  The main force on the front line.¡±

    Chang Feng thought thoughtfully and then said: "Commander, the Japanese army should launch a full-scale offensive in the early morning tomorrow. I have returned to the army." After Chang Feng left, Tang Qiuli sorted out all the deployments in his mind.  When he discovered some loophole, he told the communications staff: "Get on the phone with artillery commander Zheng Yong."

    "Zheng Yong! How are your artillery preparations? Okay, remember, it must be when the Japanese attack has just been launched. Yes, what I want is the six leading divisions of the Japanese army. After the battle starts, the artillery fire must be  Cut off the communication between the Japanese army before and after, okay, I'll wait for your good news," Tang Qiuli said.

    Zheng Yong's excited voice came from the phone receiver, "Please rest assured, commander, there are more than 8,000 artillery pieces of various calibers and 28 rocket launcher battalions, enough to cover Mogok 30 kilometers deep and more than 20 kilometers wide.  The front is saturated with bombardment, it¡¯s overwhelming, division commander, I can¡¯t help but laugh when I think about it.¡±

    Tang Qiuli also smiled and said: "Zheng Yong, set up more artillery observation points and stop shelling targets at any time. Although the artillery shells are enough for you, you should save some for me. Otherwise, when the battle is over, Minister Zhang of the Logistics Department will find you."  I'm sorry, I'll hand you over!" Zheng Yong became anxious upon hearing this and said, "Commander, don't, I can't afford to offend that old man. I have made full preparations. All the artillery groups,  There are three groups of observation posts to ensure that every shell will hit the little devil's head. "

    To be honest, for one of the veterans of the ** Division, Major General Zhang Quan, the director of the division's logistics department and commander of the Myanmar Theater Joint Service Command, and all the generals of the ** Division, starting with the division commander Tang Qiuli, no one is not afraid.  This old man is known for his ability to make a living. The amount of money and goods he handles is simply astronomical, but he still spends every penny as he did when he was organizing the team.

    The commanders and brigade commanders of each corps gave Zhang Quan the nickname "General Tiger". If the lavish spender thinks he is a rich man, he will come to argue with you and force you to give a reason.  Your qualifications, age, and position are all there, and I won't give up until you're made red-faced and made a promise.

    No, the day before yesterday, Le Yiqin, the commander of the Southern Flying Group of the ** Division Aviation Corps, had just finished his fun in Myanmar. As soon as he landed at Kunming Airport, Zhang Quan came to the door before he could sit firmly on the chair.  After a lecture from the brain, he cursed those little brats in the aviation force as prodigal sons. Le Yiqin even criticized and apologized, finally fooling the old man away.

    Seeing Zhang Quan holding the tobacco bag and leaving with his hands behind his back, Le Yiqin rubbed his head and wondered, "You said, how can a bunch of people in the logistics department pull abacus beads all day long to be so proficient?  You know how to calculate the saturation bombardment of your own fleet and the usage of ammunition. What kind of talented people are you?"

    Le Yiqin knew very well that the pilots were enjoying themselves during the two consecutive days of bombing. In addition, there were so many targets to bomb, and a lot of aerial bombs and napalm were wasted. According to his estimation,  It must be more than 15%. The war was intense at that time, and the logistics department supplemented it again and again without saying anything. Therefore, after the battle, Zhang Quan came to the door, and Le Yiqin could only review it.

    Therefore, Tang Qiuli¡¯s half-joking words were enough to make the ** division artillery commanderMajor General Zheng Yong, with sweat running down his spine, put down the phone call of the division commander, and hurriedly added two sets of observation posts to each artillery group to make sure nothing went wrong.

    At four o'clock in the morning on October 10th, the faint morning light showed everything on this land before our eyes. Central Myanmar was an early autumn scene, with the original emerald green color of the dense jungle, green turning black, and clusters of colorful autumn leaves.  In the boundless dark green, the air is filled with the crisp moisture of early autumn. The broad, thick leaves on the tall trees cannot withstand the huge dewdrops. Little dewdrops fall, hitting the shorter shrubs and causing them to sway constantly.

    The swaying of the bushes intensified and began to tremble. Immediately, groups of Japanese soldiers covered with camouflaged branches carefully emerged from the bushes and quietly advanced towards Mengmi. Behind the Japanese soldiers, artillery pieces revealed their ferocious cannons.  The muzzle of the gun pointed in the direction of Mengmi, and fog began to form. The sudden heavy fog, pure white mist, like rolling masses of thick smoke, hid everything just revealed into nature again. The heavy fog covered the valley,  Jungles, plains, visibility is only a few meters away.

    Sergeant Meng Xiaozhu, leader of the artillery observer team of the Third Artillery Group of the ** Division, is a young man of only 20 years old. Despite his young age, he is also a veteran. In the summer of 1938, he joined the ** Division in Nangong County, Hebei Province. At that time  , the main force of the ** division was dispatching troops to North China for a fierce battle in Japan. As soon as Meng Xiaozhu joined the army, he caught up with the Battle of Shijiazhuang. It was a lesson in advance before entering the Huangyadong base for training.

    The young man was smart, studious, and quick-witted. Soon he was sent to the Huangyadong Base Sergeant Training Brigade to study. At the Huangyadong Base, Meng Xiaozhu fell madly in love with the artillery. After graduation, he joined the First Artillery Brigade, where Zheng Yong  His subordinates served as artillery observers.

    The location of Meng Xiaozhu's team happened to be the only way for the Japanese army to leave Mogok and reach Mengmi. On the evening of the 8th, the observation team lurked into a hill covered with shrubs. The place Meng Xiaozhu chose had an excellent location and a wide view.  , you can overlook the vast jungle and plains under the mountain. Most importantly, there is a cave on the mountain that can accommodate five or six people to rest.

    The work of an artillery observer is boring. Two nights and one day, there is no movement in the jungle and plains under the mountains. Even a rabbit running by can add some liveliness to this monotony.  Son, Meng Xiaozhu's whole body was wet. The unique chill of early autumn in northern Myanmar, with huge dewdrops, kept attacking his body temperature.

    Every drop of dew falling on his body caused an uncontrollable tremor. His two assistants were too tired to open their eyes. Speaking of which, they were both older than Meng Xiaozhu. In terms of military quality, they were inferior.  Far away, holding the gun, huddled together, only Meng Xiaozhu, eyes wide open, observing everything around him through the artillery mirror.

    However, as far as the eye could see, there were masses of cotton-like fog, and the visibility was almost zero, unless someone stepped on it. "Bang" Major General Zheng Yong, the commander of the artillery of the ** Division, dropped the telescope angrily and gave it a fierce blow.  He hit the shell box with his palm and cursed fiercely, "Damn it, damn God is also joining in the fun. Is this Burmese God related to the little devil?"

    Seeing the commander's dark expression, the staff members wanted to laugh but were afraid to laugh. Zheng Yong grabbed the phone on the table and said, "Commander? I'm Zheng Yong. This damn fog has made all my observation posts tremble and become blind."  , it¡¯s already 4:25, and there¡¯s still no movement. Is the meteorological department so stupid that they didn¡¯t even forecast such a heavy fog in advance?¡±

    Tang Qiuli's face darkened and he said: "Zheng Yong, don't curse on the street here. The Japanese army sent out not a hundred and eighty people, but hundreds of thousands of people. There will always be traces. I have ordered the troops on the Mengmi front line to  Send a small reconnaissance force to search in the direction of Mogok. News will come soon. Your artillery observation posts will have their eyes wide open. The other Japanese soldiers are right under their noses and have not noticed that something is wrong. I will take it from you.  ask!"

    Zheng Yong shrank his neck and grabbed another phone on the table. "Attention all artillery groups, we have entered the artillery preparation stage. The original shooting target remains unchanged and we are waiting for the order from the artillery commander." According to Zheng Yong's judgment, if the Japanese army really  To launch an attack, the heavy fog was their best cover. He suddenly thought, if he covered the predetermined area and fired blindly, could the little Japs be blown out?

    Immediately, he gave up this tempting idea. If the Japs didn't launch an attack, all of his hundreds of thousands of artillery shells would hit the open space, which would become a big joke. It would not be embarrassing, not only for the division commander Rao  If you can't help yourself, even the old man Zhang Quan, the Logistics Minister, can't you peel off your own skin?  From now on, don't even think about raising your head in the army.

    This sudden heavy fog disrupted Tang Qiuli's planned deployment. When he was not sure whether the Japanese army would launch an attack, he could only wait, and such waiting was passive. After thinking about it, he picked up the  Telephone.

    ??(To be continued)
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