113: Chapter 113 Clarifying the Timeline

Mo Yufei returned from the outer mountain forest to the front-line positions.

Having just roamed and hunted across the entire area, he had cleared out all lurking, fleeing, and hiding stragglers and scout squads of the Japanese Army around the position.

All threats in the perimeter were completely eliminated; the Japanese Army lost all forward eyes and ears, and the intensity of the artillery suppression on the position subsequently dropped significantly.

At this moment, the battlefield had been cleared.

Chen Zhenbang led a team to organize the corpses of the Japanese Invaders, collect scattered firearms, and transport the lightly and heavily wounded.

The military doctor was stationed in the temporary aid area to save the wounded, while the veteran squad leader Wang Tiezhu led the remaining men to rush repairs on collapsed trenches and damaged bunkers, trying their best to restore basic defensive capabilities.

The highest Commander of the position, Colonel Regiment Commander Zhao Hongyue, wore a dust-stained military uniform, his eyes bloodshot. Days of desperate defense had left him physically and mentally exhausted, yet he still stood straight, firmly anchoring the morale of the entire army.

Standing beside him was a humanoid intelligent mechanical body made entirely of matte metal, the Robot Chief of Staff.

After Mo Yufei assigned the task, the robot had remained in the position; after the shelling stopped later, it was brought here by Chen Zhenbang.

The Robot Chief of Staff's lens remained calm and steady, scanning the entire position throughout, updating combat power losses, the number of wounded, ammunition reserves, and position damage data in real-time, waiting silently for orders.

Seeing Mo Yufei return, Zhao Hongyue took the initiative to step forward, his attitude sincere and respectful.

"Brother, thank you for today. If it weren't for you turning the tide against the odds, resisting the artillery fire, and slaughtering the incoming enemies, my four hundred and eighty brothers at Beishan Pass would surely have all died in the line of duty today, and the defensive line would have completely collapsed."

Mo Yufei nodded slightly, making no unnecessary pleasantries.

He had only known slaughter along the way and was completely ignorant of the war situation, time and space, and the deployment of both sides.

Now that the fighting had briefly subsided, he had to figure out the whole situation.

Mo Yufei spoke in a direct and crisp tone.

"Current accurate time, accurate location, and general intelligence."

Zhao Hongyue and Chen Zhenbang were both slightly stunned.

This person possessed heaven-defying combat power and had saved the entire regiment from a desperate situation, yet he did not even know the current time of the battle; his behavior was exceptionally strange.

Both were veteran soldiers on the battlefield and knew well that experts often acted strangely, so they dared not be negligent.

Chen Zhenbang immediately answered truthfully.

"Right now, it is September 26, 1937, in the Gregorian calendar, at 14:10."

Hearing this, Mo Yufei understood; the time matched.

Seeing his calm expression, it was clear that he was completely unfamiliar with the entire war situation, so Zhao Hongyue immediately signaled to Chen Zhenbang.

"Zhenbang, you have been fighting on the front lines the whole time and are the most clear about the situation of both the enemy and us. Tell this brother the entire war situation in detail."

Chen Zhenbang acknowledged and clearly recounted all the battlefield intelligence publicly, without missing a single word.

"This is the Battle of Xinkou in Xinzhou, Shanxi, at the left flank, Beishan Pass. It is the core throat of the entire Xinkou defensive line. Once this place is lost, the left flank defensive line will collapse entirely, the Japanese Army will outflank the main position from behind, and the gateway to Taiyuan will be directly thrown wide open."

"We belong to the Second War Zone, a mixed garrison regiment of the Shanxi-Sui Army and the Central Army. Originally at full strength with over 1,200 men, after days of bloody fighting, the losses have been immense, and currently, only 480 combat-ready stragglers remain."

"Our current situation is: old equipment, lack of ammunition, many wounded, no reinforcements, and no supplies. The superior's strict order is clear: we are not seeking a grand victory to annihilate the enemy, but only to hold the line without retreating, to drag down the main force of the Japanese Army, and to buy time for the main battlefield to assemble and deploy defenses. Our entire mission is to hold fast, to drag them down, and to exhaust the enemy's offensive rhythm."

After finishing the disadvantages on our side, Chen Zhenbang's tone became increasingly grave as he continued to report the details of the enemy.

"The enemy attacking us directly is the Japanese Army's ace Fifth Division, the Itagaki Division, 21st Infantry Regiment. The enemy's highest Commander is Colonel Sakata Yuichi. This all-out charge of over seven thousand elite Japanese Army troops, the artillery bombardment, and the tactical deployment are all commanded by him."

"The Japanese Army has a complete organization, abundant ammunition, and excellent equipment. It includes the main infantry force, heavy machine gun detachments, grenade launcher fire teams, and mountain scout teams. The front-line charge is led by Ono Jiro's company, fire suppression is executed by Matsumoto Kenta's squad, and night reconnaissance is handled by Watanabe Saburo's scout squad."

"The Japanese Army's combat objective is extremely straightforward: to forcefully break through Beishan Pass, tear open a gap in the left flank, encircle the main Xinkou battlefield, defeat the main force of the Second War Zone, and open the entire passage to attack Taiyuan."

During the entire report, the Robot Chief of Staff synchronized data analysis in real-time. Its lens flickered with a faint light, organizing the difference in troop strength between the enemy and us, firepower ratios, artillery position coordinates, enemy defensive vulnerabilities, and position damage points into precise data, projecting it separately into Mo Yufei's field of vision silently, without anyone else noticing.

Mo Yufei looked at all the intelligence before him and compared it with the precise data from the Robot Chief of Staff; the situation was completely clear in his mind.

Four hundred and eighty exhausted and wounded soldiers defending the throat. Over seven thousand elite Japanese Invaders fiercely attacking the pass. All the defenders could do was hold fast and delay, passively enduring artillery fire and charges, trading lives for time.

Mo Yufei felt no ripples in his heart, only the simplest judgment. Holding meant only delaying casualties. Killing could completely end the crisis. In any case, he didn't care about the direction of history, he only cared about grinding his own stats; killing was all that mattered.

He looked up at Zhao Hongyue, his voice steady and decisive, his division of labor clear.

"Regiment Commander Zhao. You continue to coordinate the overall defense, stabilize the position's logistics, lead the team to defend the line, and complete the superior's delay mission."

He turned his head to look at Chen Zhenbang. "You continue to repair the position, settle the wounded, stand guard on the front line, and maintain basic defense."

Finally, he looked at the Robot Chief of Staff beside him. "You continue to scan the battlefield in real-time, lock onto the enemy artillery movements and troop deployments, and provide me with precise data support throughout."

Mo Yufei's gaze crossed the smoke-filled mountain forest, pointing directly at the distant Japanese Army positions, his tone resolute.

"Leave the position to you to hold. I have already cleared the stragglers on the perimeter. Next, I will advance alone. Without artillery cover, the remaining elite troops of the Japanese Army will never be able to break through this defensive line again."

Zhao Hongyue's expression changed, and he immediately tried to dissuade him. "Brother, don't be impulsive! Our unit is unable to provide support; advancing alone is too risky!"

Mo Yufei's tone was flat. "No support needed. You use holding the line to buy time. Don't worry, we will be victorious! When I return next time, I will tell you who I am."

The Robot Chief of Staff's lens brightness increased slightly, instantly calculating three optimal advancement routes and the gaps in sentry rotations; the data updates were completed in real-time.

Zhao Hongyue, Chen Zhenbang, and the 480 stragglers on the scene quietly watched that solitary, straight figure, with no one speaking to dissuade him again.

They could not understand this person's origin, nor could they understand such heaven-defying combat power. But everyone knew clearly that from this moment on, the life-and-death battle for the entire Xinkou left flank pass would no longer rely solely on the flesh and blood of stragglers to endure.

Inside the Japanese Army's forward temporary camp, the atmosphere was oppressive yet filled with arrogant ferocity.

Having just received the news that the entire vanguard had been killed in action, Ono Jiro in the tent slammed his fist onto the wooden table, his face hideous and terrifying.

"Baka!" He gritted his teeth and growled, his chest heaving violently. "A complete vanguard squad, relying on superior firepower to advance, was actually wiped out at the pass! They couldn't even send out a distress signal!"

The adjutant beside him lowered his head and bowed, his tone cautious: "Sir, the report from the front says... says something about a demon god descending!"

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