Chapter 9: Amateurs in Civil War, Professionals in Foreign War

Hashimoto Jiro had been observing the fallen Imperial Warrior just now.

Seeing Nakajima Kengo staring at him, he patted the dust off his hands.

"Nakajima-kun."

"I estimate that the National Revolutionary Army stragglers who ambushed the Imperial Warrior do not exceed two Infantry Platoons."

"The reason the Imperial Warrior suffered such a devastating blow,"

"is because the defenders specifically set an ambush here."

Xiang Wenbin was leading his st Regiment, rushing toward Dunwu Temple.

Clean and efficient, without the slightest hesitation!

"The Central Army th Division, isn't this the army Yu Hua often mumbles about, the one defending the line along Dunwu Temple!"

The private from the th Division saw the officer before him and his expression changed.

"He can describe the Sichuan Army."

"Our Division has suffered over fifty percent casualties; the officers at the Regiment, Battalion, and Company levels,"

"have basically all been killed in action. Our Regiment just withdrew from Qiaotingzhai."

Liao Junjie also turned his head to look for Second Company Commander Tang Haojie.

Stalingrad was the most typical Urban Warfare in the Second World War.

Establishing defensive lines layer by layer to confront the invading enemy head-on.

The private shook his head, "I don't know."

"Are we going to be the laughingstock of the whole country!?"

Yu Hua looked at Wei Dayong, "Dayong, I can't quite figure this out either."

Since it was already known that the National Revolutionary Army stragglers would occupy the high ground on both sides of the street.

Facing the defensive positions set up by the National Revolutionary Army, it was merely a matter of a few artillery shells.

Then, he relayed the Company Commander's orders to each Infantry Platoon.

The Machine Gun set up by Wei Dayong was right beside Yu Hua.

"Liao Junjie, go call Tang Haojie and have him join me for a Rapid March to Dunwu Temple."

"Grenadier Squad, commence artillery fire immediately."

Right now in the city, there are still over two hundred and eighty little devils left.

One Infantry Platoon of little devils, under the suppressive fire of three Czech Light Machine Guns.

The Sichuan Army is amateurish in civil wars, but professional in foreign wars.

"My troops hadn't even gone up yet, and they had already lost their position."

He couldn't quite understand how this ragtag group called the Sichuan Army,

also proved that the Side Firepoint is truly damn powerful.

Wei Dayong saw the deep-in-thought Yu Hua open his eyes.

Then, when the following Infantry Platoon is searching,

he pondered for a moment regarding this question.

Yu Hua was also unsure, and could only think of the evaluations from later generations.

"Very suitable for the Sichuan Army."

The Infantry Company is also a Type A company, with a full strength of 205 men per company.

Upon hearing this, Wei Dayong felt as if this sentence had a kind of magic.

"That is, professional in foreign wars, amateurish in civil wars."

Once the National Revolutionary Army occupies the high ground and the Machine Guns block both ends of the alleyway,

"Company Commander, we are from the Central Army th Division."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wenbin's eyes widened, "Damn it."

The Soviet and German sides suffered over two million casualties in this urban battle.

According to the organization of the little devils' Permanent Division.

Why are they so fierce when fighting the devils now?

In an instant, Zhang Kang's expression changed drastically, "You lost the position?"

Thinking carefully, Zhang Kang suddenly realized.

"Orders!"

"Since you Sichuan Army soldiers are so good at fighting?"

Zhang Kang's company was walking at the very front.

"You must pay attention to the high ground on both sides of the street."

"I estimate that the troops at Dunwu Temple have already withdrawn by now."

Yu Hua glanced at Wei Dayong, seeing the lad's simple-minded appearance.

The seventeen Permanent Divisions are all the most combat-effective units among the devils' active-duty troops.

They fought so hard that there was no room to parry; in the blink of an eye, they wiped out this group of devils.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Kang frowned, "Isn't your Division's defensive line Dunwu Temple?"

Feeling his collar being pinched by Zhang Kang, he immediately said: "Company Commander."

"Zhang Kang, what the hell is wrong with you."

He looked at the high ground on both sides of the street.

It truly lives up to being the elite tactic refined by the Russians during the Second World War.

The unit led by Yu Hua was right here, waiting for the Japanese search platoon to come to their door.

Wei Dayong gave a simple, honest smile and rubbed his head.

For the Japanese, this kind of fighting style was just throwing their lives away.

Just at this moment.

He had the confidence to completely annihilate these two hundred or so Japanese soldiers.

Moreover, Zhang Kang's rank was Captain, and he grinned.

At the same time!

Platoon Leader Zhang Zhiyun led over forty soldiers, quickly running forward to set up a perimeter.

Just now, they had used New-style Urban Warfare to wipe out one Japanese Infantry Platoon.

The Japanese had excellent weaponry, possessing heavy weapons such as Anti-tank Guns, Mortars, and Mountain Guns.

However, these two Infantry Companies that had entered the Dunwusi City District, after the battle.

"This unit is the 16th Division, defending the line from Dunwu Temple to Qiaotingzhai."

Seeing Xiang Wenbin run over, Zhang Kang hurriedly said, "Regimental Commander."

"Why has the unit stopped?"

"Once you discover retreating National Revolutionary Army soldiers."

Zhang Kang stopped a soldier, "Hey..."

The Japanese Communications Soldier bowed and scraped, "Hai!"

After all, the New-style Urban Warfare had been very effective.

"How is the Dunwu Temple Position?" Zhang Kang asked with great urgency.

"Under the Japanese shelling, the 16th Division suffered heavy casualties."

This group of soldiers had low morale, each one looking listless.

Nakajima Kengo nodded, a hint of coldness appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Dunwu Temple, another ambush site.

He discovered that the narrow mountain path was full of Central Army soldiers wearing khaki uniforms.

"The entire division has retreated."

The number of Japanese soldiers was more than twice that of Yu Hua's unit... nearly three times!

Yu Hua felt that if he had one more platoon in his hands.

Whether in terms of organization or Weaponry, they were the elite of the army.

The common soldier saw that Zhang Kang was an officer and saluted him.

Right now!

Regimental Commander Xiang Wenbin was running forward in a hurry.

"Immediately lead the unit forward and set the perimeter at three hundred meters."

Because the narrow path was occupied by this army.

"It is very likely that Dunwu Temple has fallen."

"Brother, which unit are you from?"

Upon hearing this, he felt it was very well said, intoxicating.

"The Japanese artillery fire is very fierce."

In the current Republic of China, the Urban Warfare adopted was still the traditional method.

The Sichuan Army's Rapid March had now been blocked.

"The unit hasn't taken over the defense yet, and the position has been lost."

The common soldier saw that Zhang Kang's eyes looked as if they were spitting fire.

"These sons of bitches... really spineless."

The Imperial Army soldiers were caught off guard, which caused such huge casualties.

Just pay attention to it.

"Why do you only play games when fighting civil wars within the province?"

Each one of them looked like a vicious wolf, wishing they could chew up the bones of the Japanese.

He said softly, "Platoon Leader."

When they were still two kilometers away from Dunwu Temple.

"Platoon Leader, what you said is truly fitting."

"The Japanese artillery fire is too intense."

"Each platoon, when searching for retreating National Revolutionary Army soldiers next."

Zhang Kang let go of the common soldier and shouted loudly, "Damn it, what kind of mess is this."

Currently in an under-strength state, one company had about one hundred and ninety men.

That was to dig trenches, place Sandbags, and build bunkers on the main roads of the city district.

"Yosh!" After understanding this point.

Nakajima Kengo frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Zhang Kang felt that the 16th Division sounded very familiar, as if he had heard of it somewhere.

Yu Hua closed his eyes, estimating the number of Japanese soldiers remaining in Dunwu Temple.

When the two Japanese Infantry Companies shelled the Dunwusi City District.

"On both sides of the street, the retreating National Revolutionary Army soldiers occupied the high ground, striking the Imperial Warriors from above."

He immediately said: "Company Commander, the line from Dunwu Temple to Qiaotingzhai is entirely our Division's defensive line."

"But, in an instant, a sentence appeared in my mind."

"Platoon Leader of the Second Platoon!"

Just then, another Captain arrived from the rear.

Over the military uniform of this Captain, he wore a black leather overcoat.

(End of this chapter)