The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

As November approaches, the weather in Feng Province is getting colder.

This morning, Shang Yumingcheng led his team to get on the bus from Jinzhou and headed to the inland. The gloomy weather started to snow.

But the problem is that because Fengtian Province has been at war recently, the railway has been severely damaged;

In addition, Shang Yumingcheng had sneaked off the battlefield and "deserted"... Now they could not continue to travel to the interior by rail.

It was freezing cold, but Shang Yumingcheng led the rest of his regiment off the train and marched along the railway through the mountainous area of ​​the Liaoxi Corridor.

The slippery mountain road was extremely difficult to travel on. The short-legged Japanese were not good at crossing mountains and ridges. In addition, they were marching, so in addition to the necessary weapons and equipment, they also had to carry a lot of supplies...

This adds to their difficulties.

"Damn you, you kept asking us why we withdrew from the battlefield! The Jilin army is on the rise now, and we can't defeat those tanks at the moment."

"Yeah, if we don't escape, are we going to die there?"

"I heard that the Korean army is coming. I hope Amaterasu will bless them and help them defeat these damn Chinese people!"

Shang Yumingcheng listened to the occasional cursing in the team, and an inexplicable ominous premonition arose in his heart.

When Major Jiro Yamada used his bayonet to push away the bushes blocking his way, he suddenly smelled a hint of sulfur - this smell, which shouldn't have appeared in the primitive jungle, made his hair stand on end.

"There are enemies!"

Just as he finished speaking, three red flares rose up, and suddenly between the two towering mountains, there was a crisp sound of small cannons being fired! In an instant, the entire valley was engulfed by the Northeast Army's mortars!

Explosions occurred everywhere and chaos ensued. However, that was not the end. The Northeast Army began to strafed the entire valley. Bullets penetrated the tree trunks and leaves like a rainstorm, splashing large pieces of broken snow on the ground.

The Japanese army hastily tried to fight back by relying on the tree trunks, but they didn't know that three days ago, the engineers had used saws to carve V-shaped notches in the roots of all the trees.

With a loud bang, the trees fell down.

The cluster grenades tied to the tree trunks exploded at the same time, and the flying shrapnel and wood splinters formed a death storm.

People kept falling down amid screams, and Shang Yumingcheng hurriedly led the Japanese troops to retreat.

The minus ten degree cold wind brought ice particles into the collars, but these unfortunate people no longer cared about that... People were constantly being crushed into pieces by bullets along with their cervical vertebrae.
Even Shang Yumingcheng's deputy was shot through the lungs, and the blood mist condensed into red ice crystals in the cold air.

The remaining Japanese soldiers rushed towards the rock shelter, but triggered the wire mines buried under the snow - steel balls, shrapnel, and exploding flames immediately swept in a fan shape, nailing several bodies to the birch bark.

It’s over. I’ve been ambushed. I’m going to die in this nameless valley.

Shang Yumingcheng and several officers drew their pistols and tried to command a counterattack, but the bolt was completely stuck due to the solidification of the low-temperature frozen oil.

But the war soon took a miraculous turn, and the brief counterattack organized by the regiment commander seemed to work.

Soon, no more bullets or shells were fired in the coniferous forest composed of pine and birch trees. Although the sound of artillery fire and gunfire could still be heard throughout the valley, the smoke seemed to gradually dissipate in the extremely cold temperature.

"The enemy, have the enemies actually left?"

Shang Yumingcheng's heart was pounding. He raised his hand and slapped the soldier next to him, asking him to stick his head out to see what was going on.

Although the latter was afraid of death, he had to obey his superior's bloodshot eyes and the black and blue pistol that was still spewing gunpowder smoke. "It seems... it seems that it's really gone."

The soldier responded to the officer's question and added, "No trace of the enemy was found."

Shang Yumingcheng was startled, but immediately poked his head out from behind the huge rock shelter.

The snow was falling heavily, but the whole forest was already dead silent.

Not to mention people, not even a small animal could be seen... If it weren't for the narrow path in the valley, which was littered with the corpses of his men, Shang Yumingcheng would have even suspected that the sneak attack just now was an illusion.

"What exactly is going on?"

He cursed a few times, but his years of combat experience and instinct told him that this sneak attack was definitely not that simple.

Besides, it was getting late and the snow was falling heavily. If he didn't leave this nameless valley before dark, his men would get frostbite!

So they ordered a retreat immediately. They didn't even bother to take care of their comrades' bodies, and all they could do was retreat and escape quickly.

However, all the Japanese soldiers were upset about the attack, especially the regiment commander.

He had clearly suffered a defeat on the front line, and finally found a way to survive, but he ran away secretly without telling his superiors... Let's not talk about whether he will be held accountable in the future, he was ambushed and lost many soldiers;

If I still can't make any contribution after arriving in Shandong, I'm going to be in big trouble!

While I was thinking about this, a wounded soldier behind me slipped and fell into the stream at the bottom of the valley. He was instantly knocked unconscious by the icy water and hypothermia.

It was feared that rescue was impossible, and every soldier in the regiment chose to remain silent and continue to flee in panic.

Everyone was getting more and more angry, especially when they rushed all the way to Shanhaiguan. They were starving, and the snow around them melted and froze, froze and melted again, constantly tormenting the already fragile spirits of every unfortunate person.

Just as they were approaching Shanhaiguan, the Japanese troops encountered the Northwest Army stationed in the area.

This was not the first time these Chinese soldiers had seen Japanese devils.

Because the predecessor of this Northwestern Army was the Zhi Army that was once stationed in the Zhili and Shandong areas.

The last time they fought the Japanese, they suffered a great loss. This time, looking at the Kwantung Army wearing khaki uniforms, the defending commander immediately ordered to open fire without saying a word.

Now the Kwantung Army, which had been holding back its anger along the way, finally found a place to vent its anger.

They couldn't defeat the Jilin Army because its equipment was too good, including planes, tanks, artillery, and even the infantry used submachine guns.

But the Northwest Army is different. Although they are a formal organization, their weapons and equipment are mostly shoddy... The mainstream weapons are still Hanyang-made, and the worst thing is that each person can't even get one.

Later, during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Northwest Army had a very famous team called the Big Knife Team... Actually, if you think about it carefully, this was a completely helpless move.

After all, when two armies are fighting, guns are really useful, so why risk your life with swords?

As a result, after a round of fighting, the Northwest Army, which had an absolute advantage in numbers, did not gain any advantage. It was chased and beaten all the way by the Kwantung Army, which was no different from homeless people, and suffered heavy casualties.

The Japanese actually bypassed the Liaoxi Corridor from the northeast and reached Shanhaiguan, which shocked all the warlords in the Central Plains! (End of this chapter)