On the evening of October 3, the First Army of the Republic, which had returned from the Eastern Front battlefield, arrived in Peiping. After hearing the news, all walks of life held a grand welcome ceremony.

More than 50,000 soldiers of the First Army lined up neatly at the train station, then passed through the many people who came to welcome them and headed directly to the temporary military camp next to the train station.

A large number of media reporters are waiting to interview Yang Fugui and other generals of the First Army. Many people also hope that several representatives of the First Army can give public speeches.

But they were all rejected.

More than 50,000 soldiers felt the enthusiasm of the people of the motherland, and their hearts were filled with warmth.

But Peiping is not the end of their trip.

Every soldier has a blood feud with the kid, and what they want most now is to fight against the kid's hometown.

After refusing to attend any public welcoming ceremony, the First Army took a brief rest near the train station.

Just after having a hot meal, the enemy troops boarded the train again when it was getting dark.

This time they will take a train to Busan, and from there transfer to a warship to land in Japan.

Arrive in Busan in the early morning of October 4th and disembark from Shimonoseki Pier at noon on the 14th.

There is no welcome ceremony here, all the troops are preparing for one thing:

fight!

Traveling for days and nights did not dampen the fighting spirit of the soldiers of the First Army. The moment they set foot on the land of Japan, everyone's eyes released a strange light.

That light contains hatred and emotion,

Of course it also includes grief!

Many people, like Yang Fugui, survived the Japs' massacre of villages. All their relatives and friends died under the Japs' bayonets.

Over the past few years, they have been on the road to revenge.

Everyone had killed a Japs with their own hands, and their bodies and knives were stained with their blood.

But this is far from enough, because the culprit of the war has not yet been caught; because the enemy's relatives and friends have not yet experienced the cruelty of war.

Yang Fugui took the lead and stepped off the troop ship, his eyes cold and sharp.

The air in Japan seemed to be full of filth, which made him squint his eyes involuntarily.

He has always carried the sickle he brought from home with him, and it has always been kept in the sharpest condition.

Whenever he holds a cold sickle, it always reminds him of his wife and children who died tragically.

For four or five years, he did not get married and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the war.

Revenge is his obsession. If the Japanese country is not destroyed, this obsession will never go away.

A tragic and majestic momentum enveloped the First Army.

After disembarking from Shimonoseki Pier, the First Army immediately headed towards Yamaguchi Prefecture.

The soldiers marched in silence, the cold light in their eyes kept surging, as if one of them was about to break through the silence and burst out completely.

The officers and soldiers of the engineering troops and logistics troops on both sides of the road were attracted by this silent army!

The tragic atmosphere seems to spread, making people involuntarily hold the steel gun in their hands.

The First Army stopped briefly near Wuyue Mountain, and Army Commander Yang Fugui went to the Dangkou Operations Headquarters.

The general headquarters was extremely busy, with staff and communications personnel constantly coming in and out.

After identifying himself, an orderly took Yang Fugui directly to the combat command room.

There is a huge Japanese sand table in the center of the command room, and Wang Lao Lao stands beside the sand table with a stern look on his face.

Yang Fugui glanced at the situation on the sand table and frowned slightly.

On the huge sand table, the area with the red flag of the Republic only accounts for a small part of the whole.

Kitakyushu, Shimonoseki and the southern tip of Kagoshima.

The landing battle has been carried out on the fourth day, but it seems that it has not advanced 100 kilometers.

Yang Fugui thought in his heart:

'The battle doesn't seem to be going well. Did you encounter some problem?'

Just when I thought of this, the voice of Commander-in-Chief Wang Laohu appeared in my ears:

"As you can see, the bandit operation is not going smoothly. This battle is not easy to fight!"

Yang Fugui nodded, looked at the sand table and asked:

"Commander-in-Chief, is the biggest obstacle the Japs' civilian volunteers?"

Wang Laohu nodded and shook his head,

"The Civilian Volunteers are indeed a big trouble. They are constantly harassing by guerrillas."

"They know the terrain well, they are fanatical and crazy."

"Each village has carried out efforts to clear out the wilderness, poisoning the water sources, laying mines on the roads, pretending to be innocent and kind, and taking the opportunity to commit suicide to attack our vanguard..."

"But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that we cannot lock the location of the enemy's main force!"

Yang Fugui understood.

A single civilian volunteer team is not scary, and the Japs' regular army is even less worth mentioning.

However, if civilian volunteers cooperate with the regular army to lure the enemy deeper, they are likely to face a very bad situation.

This is the hometown of the little devils. Once they get a chance, everyone will become a suicide attacker.

Even the elite troops cannot withstand the overwhelming suicide attacks.

Wang Laohu took out a pack of Jiangjun brand cigarettes from his pocket, gave one to Yang Fugui, lit it and said:

"These are just minor troubles and everything will be solved."

"The main tasks of each unit now are to transfer supplies and repair communication lines. After the hidden dangers in the control area are eliminated, I think the main force of the Japs will also show up!"

The hidden danger Wang Laohu mentioned naturally refers to those civilians who have the mentality of committing suicide attacks to repay the emperor.

Jiangdong did not give Wang Laohu a time limit. The first thing he had to do was to stabilize the 100-kilometer occupied area around the landing site.

Only by stabilizing these 100 kilometers can we have a basis for advancing and retreating.

"I understand what you are thinking when you come from the distant battlefield on the Eastern Front, but the current situation is like this. It is impossible to fight a vigorous battle. It will take at least three to five days!"

Wang Laohu looked at Yang Fugui and said:

"If the soldiers are really suffocated, they can take action with the naturalized troops. They are very busy these two days!"

Yang Fugui was startled for a moment.

He knew what the naturalized army did, and he shook his head with certainty.

"It is true that the soldiers of the First Army want to take revenge, but I believe they are still unable to point their guns and swords at unarmed civilians."

"We are not inhuman little devils!"

"If you want to fight, just fight the elites. To capture the emperor, it's pointless and unnecessary to deal with civilians!"

"Hahaha…………"

Wang Laohu laughed loudly, and the depression of the war not going well seemed to be gone. He patted Yang Fugui on the shoulder and said:

"This is what a good man from Zhongxia should be, what a soldier from Zhongxia should be like, upright!"

"Plunder and plunder are not the work of a just master, nor are they the work of a strong man!"

Yang Fugui did not smile, but nodded solemnly.

Wang Laohu said again:

"Let the soldiers have a good rest. The bandit operation has just begun. There are many opportunities to repay blood debts with blood!"

Yang Fugui raised his hand and saluted,

"Yes, the First Army is waiting for the commander-in-chief's order!"

"Well, go ahead, go ahead and let go of your psychological baggage."

Looking at Yang Fugui's leaving figure, Wang Laohu showed admiration in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

…………

"Bang bang bang..."

After the gunfire rang out, more than a dozen people fell into a pool of blood in the temporary small square in Xiaguan City, twitching several times and making no movement.

Next to him, a naturalized army civilian officer who was less than 1.6 meters tall and wearing glasses shouted to the crowd of onlookers:

"These die-hard elements are stubborn and trying to block the great liberation movement. Explosives, bayonets and spears were found from their homes. It is self-evident what their intentions are!"

"Common people of the He tribe, let me reiterate once again, the soldiers of Zhongxia are here to help us resist oppression and slavery, and they are representatives of justice!"

"You should support the actions of the Zhongxia Army. Only in this way can we usher in a bright future, instead of continuing to think about being loyal to the emperor."

This person's words were so loud that there were only less than 100 people watching, and the people looked numb.
To be continued...