Others show their swords, I show my missiles!

In the dim and solemn meeting room, all the animal heads sat together, and the atmosphere was solemn and tense.

In the center of the conference table, Hata Ushichi was looking down at a telegram. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could penetrate the words and see the truth of the battlefield.

"According to the information we have collected from various sources," Hata Ushichi spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse, "the enemy's artillery should be deployed in a hidden area between Liaocheng and Guantao. Currently, there are only more than 20,000 enemy troops in the area, and the dreaded armored unit is not with this unit."

As soon as Hata Ushichi finished speaking, Yamamoto Neiji slammed the table and stood up, his eyes flashing with anger and confusion:

"But that's the problem! The enemy's specialized artillery units did not accompany these 20,000 troops, so where did they get so many artillery pieces? Therefore, I firmly believe that the enemy's strength is definitely not 20,000, but should be between 100,000 and 200,000!

Otherwise, the enemy would not deploy so many artillery, unless they suffer from a serious fear of insufficient firepower!"

Upon hearing this, Hata Ushichi nodded slightly, indicating his approval of Yamamoto Ningji's analysis.

It then ordered: "Send a telegram to the Fifth Division, asking them to find out the exact number of enemies in Liaocheng."

However, a staff officer shook his head helplessly and interrupted Hata Ushichi's order:

"Commander, that's not necessary. I have already asked the Fifth Division about this earlier, and they replied that during the battle with the enemy, they basically only saw artillery shells but no people, so it is impossible to find out the exact number of people."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yamamoto Ningci's anger was ignited again.

Its eyes widened with anger, and it shouted in a trembling voice: "Baga! The battle has been going on for so long, and we don't even know how many people the enemy has! How on earth is this battle being fought!"

Since the battle at the Beast Valley, Yamamoto Neiji's anger seemed to have become a normal part of his life.

Sometimes it was furious, sometimes it lost its mind, and even proposed the absurd suggestion of concentrating all the aircraft in China to carry out a desperate bombing of the liberated areas.

Fortunately, this suggestion was eventually rejected by Hata Ushichi with a sound strategic vision. After all, if such an adventure failed, the leaders of the entire command would face irreparable catastrophic consequences.

After his anger subsided a little, Shantun Ningci asked again, trying to find a clue:

"Then, we should at least confirm who is the commander of this mysterious army? We can't be so ignorant of this, right?"

The staff officer's answer once again disappointed the beasts:

"I really don't know. We only know that this commander is an extremely powerful character. According to legend, he can call the wind and rain, and turn beans into soldiers. It seems that he can do anything!"

"What a bullshit job! How can there be such a person!" Shantun Ningci shouted angrily in half a sentence in Chinese.

There was a hint of helplessness and sarcasm in its words, and it was obvious that it scoffed at such legends.

As an expert on China, he even uses slang like "扯犊子" (che duizi) to perfection, which shows his deep understanding and complex emotions towards this land.

"Since we can't find any information about the enemy commander, there's no need for us to waste our energy on this illusory matter." His words were filled with unquestionable determination, and then he changed the subject, "I think we can consider asking the Omanriks for help. Their reconnaissance aircraft are technologically advanced and may be able to help us find out the enemy's troop strength and deployment."

As soon as these words were spoken, a whisper suddenly sounded in the room.

A staff officer, with a frown on his face, seemed to be reminded of some memories by the name "Omanrek". He raised his head suddenly, and the battle result that the Omanrek people reported to Da Gaoyao a few days ago flashed through his mind - the PLA's armored forces had been completely wiped out in the Shaguoyao area.

He swallowed and said with a hint of urgency and uncertainty:

“Commander, since the Omanriks said they have destroyed the enemy’s armored forces, the enemy’s forces in the Beast-Slaying Valley must be empty.

Can we take this opportunity to send an elite force through the Beast-Slaying Valley and directly into the heart of the enemy?

In this way, the enemies in the Liaocheng area will inevitably return to defend their hinterland, and we can set up an ambush during their movement and annihilate them in one fell swoop."

However, Shantun Ningci shook his head, his expression revealing deep suspicion of the Omanriks.

"The Omanriks are so unreliable!" He spoke with a hint of anger. "Not long ago, it was their mistakes that caused our Great Plaster Locust Army to lose more than 100,000 warriors. The account has not yet been settled. We cannot make the same mistake again."

Upon hearing this, Hata Ushichi nodded slightly, with a gleam of approval in his eyes.

"Mr. Shantun is absolutely right. If the Omanriks really destroyed the enemy's armored forces as they claimed, why hasn't the enemy launched a large-scale retaliatory action so far? This is totally unreasonable.

I guess it is very likely that the Omanriks have made a mistake in their target again. They are completely directionally challenged and have made a mistake in their target more than once or twice. Moreover, they are arrogant and refuse to accept any valuable suggestions.

"However, since we can show them the way, let them scout the 50-kilometer area west of Liaocheng. They shouldn't make the wrong address again, right?" Shantun Ningci said.

Hata Ushichi looked solemn as he issued an urgent order to the staff officer beside him: "Youxi, draft a telegram immediately to request General Durres' assistance. At the same time, convey the order to the Liaocheng Group to have them attack westward immediately, with the goal of withdrawing the 1st Independent Mixed Brigade to a safe area. Remember, our goal is not to annihilate the enemy, but to ensure the safe withdrawal of the brigade."

"Ha Yi!" The staff officer responded and hurriedly left the command room to carry out this urgent task.

After receiving the order, the Liaocheng Corps had to bite the bullet and mobilize half of its troops to march in the direction of the Tieliu Field Army.

This group of devils did not set out until daybreak, because they knew that the People's Liberation Army must be equipped with some equipment that could see clearly at night. Every time they fought at night, the enemy seemed to be unaffected by the darkness, while their own vision was severely limited.

Therefore, they cautiously attacked our positions only until daybreak.

However, when their team began to move, they encountered an unexpected problem: the road that should have been unobstructed was now completely destroyed by the people and was impassable.

This was not because the people suddenly developed support for the People's Liberation Army, but because of the previous brutal acts committed by the Japanese invaders.

The Japs once forced the common people to destroy the roads after their troops passed through in order to prevent the People's Liberation Army from pursuing them.

This time, the people still acted according to the devil's demands and destroyed the road in front of the Tieliu Field Army beyond recognition.

Seeing this, the Japanese regiment commander waved his command knife angrily and roared that he would massacre all the civilians nearby.

In their eyes, massacres in cities and villages are nothing but trivial matters, and a regiment commander is enough to make the decision.

However, when they entered various villages to try to capture people, they found that all the villages were deserted.

The common people had long been aware of the devil's capriciousness and brutality. They knew that even if they acted according to the devil's wishes, they might not be able to survive in this world.

Therefore, they chose to stay away from the Japanese as much as possible, especially when shells continued to fall on the west side of Liaocheng, they moved south with their elderly and children and entered the relatively safe southern mountainous area.

As a result, the Japs had no choice but to vent their anger on the Tieliu Field Army. While repairing the roads, they poured heavy artillery shells on our positions.