Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

  At 4 pm on April 18, 1942, North P.

In the heavily guarded North China Front Army Headquarters, Chief of Staff Lieutenant General Oshirodo Sanji and Deputy Chief of Staff Major General Arisue Seizo walked into the combat conference room upon invitation.

As soon as the Japs entered the door, they saw their immediate boss, Okamura Neiji, sitting next to a strategic situation map with a serious look on his face.

 The two looked at each other, and both saw confusion and confusion in the eyes of the other side.

Due to the overwhelming pressure of being a senior official, Mo Jingsan finally took the initiative to step forward and spoke out his opening remarks.

“Your Excellency, General, what happened? Could it be that the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region of the Eighth Route Army has made new moves and is going south to attack Lu Province or east to attack Hebei Province?”

Looking at the blank-faced staff officers, Okamura Neji helplessly shook his head.

The Eighth Route Army made such a big noise, but his own men didn't even get the slightest hint of it. This kind of incompetence is a serious dereliction of duty even if you don't care about profit.

It is because of this kind of useless waste within the Locust Army that the Chinese army suffered repeated defeats on the battlefields of the Republic of China.

As long as the base camp can assign a few Malayan Tiger-level warriors to the North China Front, he will not be in a dilemma.

After silently complaining in his heart, the old devil replied angrily:

“Yesterday, the Eighth Route Army Air Force dispatched hundreds of fighter planes to conduct air strikes on our homeland. Until now, the fire in the rear area has not been completely controlled, and it is expected that hundreds of thousands of people will be homeless.”

“The Navy’s Malu also suffered a big loss. Even the battleship Nagato was sunk in the Seto Inland Sea, and the Kure Shipyard was suspended for three months.”

The napalm bombs dropped by the Third Air Division burned the rear of Benzi for a whole day.

If the Japanese army stationed in the mainland hadn't entered and forcibly opened several large firebreaks in the city with human lives, the barbecue feast would have definitely attracted more acquaintances.

 As for the naval losses?

 In a sense, Okamura Neiji really has to thank Xinhua Daily for providing detailed battle reports. After all, the United Fleet has always had a fine tradition of reporting good news but not bad news.

Now that the homeland is being attacked, there is a high probability that the army and navy will join forces to fight.

If the IJN concealed its losses and even caused the North China Front to overestimate its support capabilities, then the Ichimu detachment that landed on Guadalcanal in the future would be the fate of the old devils.

 After briefly explaining his side's losses, Okamura Neji let out a deep sigh.

 “The current situation is very unfavorable for us.”

“It won’t be long before the base camp orders the North China Front to take the initiative to launch an offensive and destroy the Yongbei Airport established by the Eighth Route Army on the eastern coast.”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two Japanese staff officers changed.

 This is not 1937, and the Eighth Route Army is not as bitter as before. How can we attack when our own side is at a disadvantage in many aspects such as troop strength, equipment, and morale?

As if he had guessed what the other party was thinking, Neji Okamura threw a confidential document on the table and motioned for the two of them to take a quick look. "Ojo-kun and Arisu-kun, your thinking has been a bit rigid recently, and you don't look like professionally trained staff officers at all. I don't want something like this to happen a second time, otherwise you can lead your troops to the front line."

 After beating his subordinates, Okamura Neji's complexion improved slightly.

 The old devil stood up from his seat first, and then a strange smile appeared on his lips.

“There is an old Chinese saying that the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.”

“Today, the enemy has exposed its strategic bombing capability. This is a bad thing for our North China Front Army, but it can also be an opportunity to rise again.”

“The base camp will definitely not let the enemy act recklessly. The dispatched troops will definitely receive a new round of troops and supplies, and even the Kwantung Army will send part of its troops to support the war in North China.”

Although Okamura Neiji didn't make his words clear, the two staff officers were still at the level of generals no matter how useless they were, so they naturally understood the deeper meaning of their superior's words.

　　A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise.

 In a sense, the sudden strategic bombing by the Eighth Route Army turned out to be an assist for our own side in disguise.

Prior to this, due to the successive defeats in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, the Second Battle of Taiyuan, the Second Battle of Xinkou, and Suiyuan, the entire North China Front was once weakened to the extreme.

Had it not been for Okamura Neiji forcibly turning on the "squeeze them dry" and temporarily pulling up an eighth-level C-level security division from the old, young, sick and disabled, otherwise the lines would not be filled now.

Now the front army is getting a blessing in disguise and is about to receive a blood transfusion from the rear. Isn't it great news?

 “The commander is wise!”

Chief of Staff Ojodo Sanji pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and then expressed his thoughts.

"Since the base camp will not sit back and watch our defeat and let the Eighth Route Army directly threaten the safety of Manchuria and the mainland. Then I will set off early and go to the Kwantung Army to invite reinforcements."

“In this operation, I will bring the enemy’s recent intelligence and strive to know ourselves and the enemy so that we can win every battle.”

Hearing this, Okamura Neji nodded.

 Send a lieutenant general and chief of staff to ask for help, both in terms of qualifications and sincerity. Coupled with the documents sent from the base camp, it will definitely attract the attention of Umezu Yoshijirousada.

What's more, from the old devil's point of view, the North China battlefield is much more comfortable than the Pacific or Siberia. Why go to the island to keep company with insects and ants, or go to the ice and snow to wade in muddy water when you can fight on warm land?

“Okay, I’ll leave the task of contacting the Kwantung Army to you!”

“Before the general offensive officially begins, the warriors must ensure the security of the port city and try to strengthen the air defense force in coastal areas.”

"In addition, we must immediately send out the intelligence personnel we have on hand, and we can no longer fight in confusion. First, we must find out the Eighth Route Army's defense situation in Shanxi Province and eastern Suiyuan, as well as the distribution of the airports, otherwise everything will be empty talk. End of chapter)