The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 470 Heavy Firepower

"You have tanks and all this heavy firepower—"

After listening to his battle plan, Guo Maochen, a former tactical instructor, was completely speechless.

I didn't have this feeling before, but now it seems that this young governor, who is not even twenty years old, has already possessed the ability to capture cities and territories.

"Well, I just followed some European friends and picked up some military surplus."

Jiang Cheng pretended to be humble and turned around to give orders to Jiang Dengxuan.

After a short rest, the tank troops set out in full force, followed closely by a large number of trucks carrying artillery, heavy machine guns and other firepower.

The fully armed infantry followed closely behind... Even the knowledgeable Guo Maochen was seeing this kind of mechanized army for the first time.

You have to know that the tactics formed in World War I were called trench warfare - to put it simply, it was digging trenches, laying sandbags on the positions, setting up machine guns, and coordinating with large groups of soldiers armed with rifles.

Attack, repel the attack... repeat over and over again. When all the men and supplies are gone, the battle is won.

But during World War II, with the addition of a large number of mechanized troops, including airplanes, tanks, trucks and motorcycles, the attack methods became more three-dimensional... The troops made a qualitative leap not only in terms of advancement speed but also firepower.

Now, Jiang Cheng is using the combat thinking of World War II to update his main force.

Jilin is too big, and the troops it has taken over are too many... Some old warlords like Ding Chunxi and Qi Jun are bound to coexist for a while.
But as the army construction progresses, and he wins more battles, captures more territories, and drives away more devils, his Jilin Army will surely catch up with the pace of comprehensive modernization before World War II.

The Japanese garrison in Yanji was undoubtedly the battlefield where he pulled out his new army and trained for the first time.

The sun shines on the entire Yanji city.

The Japanese soldiers on the observation post on the city wall looked nervous: their spies and scouts deployed nearby reported successively that a large number of Jilin troops were gathering in Dunhua City.

The lights in the Japanese command post were bright, and the Japanese officers were urgently discussing the next battle plan.

"General Tanaka ordered us to attack Dunhua, but you useless people did not fight well and the reinforcements that came from afar repelled the attack."

Takeuchi Nishiya gnashed his teeth and said, "Not only that, but so many precious imperial warriors have been sacrificed. If His Majesty the Emperor knew, he would definitely make you commit suicide!"

After being scolded by their superiors, all the Japanese officers lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

But their eyes were filled with viciousness and hatred, and a sentiment of "revenge" permeated the entire command post.

"What does Commander Tanaka say? Should we organize a counterattack?"

Mizusawa Taiming, the commander of the Yanji garrison, was the first to speak out, "This abominable inferior race actually dared to try to block the empire's progress!"

"Takeuchi-kun, your words are useless, right? The most important thing now is that you should transfer your Kwantung Army in Hunchun to the front line to join us..."

Before he finished speaking, Takeuchi Nishi seemed to be stung, and suddenly broke the red and blue pencil in his hand, and cursed back viciously: "Asshole!"

"Now is the time when you are needed to serve the empire, but you are still thinking of using the rear troops to fight for you. Now..."

His eyes were almost completely obscured by the burning rage of hatred, but halfway through his words, suddenly, the phone in the command post rang loudly, breaking the silence.

Takeuchi Nishi also quickly picked up the phone, and the receiver brought a report from the scouts ahead:

"Report to the commander, the Chinese army is gathering to prepare to attack us!" This news made all the Japanese officers look solemn, especially Takeuchi Nishi, who was extremely shocked.

He never dreamed that the drama of the thief crying thief, which he wrote and directed himself, would attract the real protagonist!
"Warriors of the Empire, the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor!"

Takeuchi Nishiya immediately ordered the entire army to prepare for defense.

The order was quickly passed down and each regiment began to enter combat status.

The Japanese soldiers ran out of the barracks, put on their helmets, picked up their weapons and bullet belts, and rushed to their respective posts.

Their faces were filled with hatred and viciousness, and the rage for revenge was burning in everyone's heart.

Under the orders of their superiors, the Japanese soldiers quickly reinforced their fortifications and checked their weapons and equipment. Some were digging trenches, some were installing barbed wire, and some were cleaning their guns.

They knew that a tough battle was coming.

However, just as they were busy with their respective "work", everyone heard a rumbling sound.

The earth is shaking.

The small stones on the ground were shaken and jumped repeatedly by this terrible shaking, and the low vibrations even quickly created a terrifying resonance in everyone's heart.

The Japanese loosened their grip and turned back in panic to follow the sound, looking left and right to find out what the hell was approaching with such a terrifying sound.

Soon, everyone saw the approaching big guy through the white smoke!
"What's this!?"

"Amaterasu, His Majesty the Emperor..."

"I, I've never seen it,"

Everyone seemed to be unprepared for death, but excessive shock had already pulled their souls away from their heavenly senses, directly making them return to their respective "god's toilets".

Not only did someone shout "Hide", but before the Japanese soldiers present had time to rush into the trenches, the "big iron car" that was still some distance away from them had already started shooting crazily!
Their flesh and blood bodies were instantly shattered by the large-caliber tank bullets. Some of the unlucky guys who managed to escape into the trenches had already peed their pants out of fright. Even some of them, whose crotch cloths were a little stronger, could only stare blankly with their hearts pounding, and had no idea how to fight back against the terrifying heavy weapons.

"Fight back, fight back!"

Faintly the cries of the officers in the turret could be heard as their machine guns finally and belatedly launched a counterattack.

But for the tank, the machine gun bullets were basically just a tickle... and the tank turret slowly turned towards the cement spire building, and it actually pierced through it completely with a roar!

As time went on, not only tanks, but also artillery fire from the Jilin Army began to pour down on the Japanese positions. The shells exploded in the air, making a deafening noise.

One after another, flames that were almost blinding enough to blind the eyes kept falling on the trenches and the city, blasting out huge pits.

These deadly pits almost all became the "burial grounds" of the Japanese devils, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell.

Led by officers, countless Japanese soldiers lay tightly in the trenches, using rifles and machine guns to try to fight back at the slowly advancing troops.

Unfortunately, the dense firepower network was almost completely ineffective against the Jilin Army under the coordination of infantry and tanks. Instead, due to the continuous firing, one after another exposed their shooting positions and were annihilated one after another.

(End of this chapter)