War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 230 Isn't this just an eye-opener for me? (Thanks to '跑de蜗牛o' for the yuan reward)
On the battlefield, there were constant sounds of gunfire and booming artillery fire. The 41st Army's three-sided encirclement was gradually narrowing the circle. The puppet army, which clearly still had a large number of troops, became like scattered soldiers under this effective stranglehold. All their actions were based on instinct and they could no longer act according to orders!

"Fight back! Fight back!"

"Find the enemy's weak point and open a gap!"

At the beginning, after a large number of people were slaughtered, the puppet troops under Zhang Haipeng could occasionally launch attacks on the river where Xu Chaoyang was located according to orders.

But when the gunshots from Xu Chaoyang's submachine guns, Type 30 light rifles, Czech-style rifles, and MGs rang out, leaving behind the corpses of over a hundred people who had tried to cross the river and attack the positions on the river bank and in the river, the puppet troops almost retreated with their heads in their arms. They simply could not withstand such firepower.

As a result, I returned like a deaf and blind headless fly.

This is also the reason why Xu Chaoyang chose to defend the river. As long as you choose to force a crossing, although the river is about ten meters wide and the deepest water is only up to your lower abdomen, as soon as you go into the water, the current will affect the speed of the puppet army and everyone will become a sitting duck.

The meadow in front of Xu Chaoyang's position had already been burned up in the fire. The burnt weeds were turned into ashes by the wind, leaving no room for people to hide. This led to the puppet troops on the battlefield becoming an isolated force with no way to fight or retreat.

Zhang Haipeng glanced at the battlefield covered with corpses after several attacks, and then at the 41st Army and the 217th Regiment, where the number of people was decreasing and many people were huddled together like penguins for warmth, not daring to go out even though there was plenty of open space outside. All of them were shivering and there were less than three regiments of soldiers left around the crowd...

The troops, which had lost most of their men, had long lost their will to fight. They were like frightened birds, looking around with fear, afraid that some group of people would rush up to them!

Zhang Haipeng knew that he was finished.

Even if his men still held guns, the guns had become firewood sticks. They were completely useless in a battlefield filled with the smell of burnt corpses, gunpowder smoke, and shell craters.

"Hand over your guns and you won't be killed!"

A low roar was heard.

The person who made this roar was Xu Chaoyang. There was no need to continue this battle. However, Xu Chaoyang didn't know why the soldiers of the 41st Army did not seize the control of the battlefield and were all standing in a specific area with guns, waiting for something.

Only then did he remember a sentence that would echo throughout the entire domestic battlefield in a future battle, and he shouted it out loudly in an environment ten years in advance.

As soon as these four words were shouted out, Old Huang seemed to understand Xu Chaoyang's intention and immediately began to roar loudly. The soldiers of the entire first battalion, together with the regiment's direct battalion, gradually made the scattered voices uniform...

"Hand over your guns...hand over your guns...don't kill...kill!"

"Hand over your guns and you won't be killed!"

"Hand over your guns and you won't be killed!!"

Under the shock of the sound waves, the 41st Army seemed to understand and began to gradually join the roaring team. After a while, the unorganized roars on the battlefield gradually merged into one sentence.

When the army of tens of thousands of people understood the rhythm of shouting these four words, the 41st Army consisting of three divisions, a cavalry brigade, and an artillery regiment, plus the 217th Regiment shouted out a murderous aura that seemed to even the wind on the battlefield was dodging: "Hand over your weapons and you won't be killed!"

This neat roar completely crushed the puppet army's psychological defenses. The puppet army, which was less than three regiments left, all looked in fear at the sounds coming from all directions on the battlefield...

Damn!
Xu Chaoyang raised his pistol, stood up from his position, and shouted to the puppet army again: "Everyone, change your ammunition. Anyone who deliberately resists - kill!"

The sounds of replacing ammunition came one after another from the regiment's direct battalion and the first battalion. After the ammunition was replaced, the muzzles of the guns were re-aimed and aimed at the crowd in the center of the battlefield.

At that second, the puppet soldiers standing on the outermost periphery could no longer bear the pressure. They raised the Liao Type 13 rifles high above their heads and knelt down in the direction of Xu Chaoyang.

Before kneeling down, he looked back, but the gazes of others could not stop him from moving.

pat.

The moment the gun in his hand fell to the ground, the group of people who had long since sold out their souls and their country did not show any resentment, dissatisfaction, regret, or any other emotions on their faces, let alone regret. All that was left was fear...

The second, the third. Led by the first surrenderer, the surrenderers came out of the puppet army camp like a stream, throwing away their guns and kneeling down.

They knelt in the cold wind, looking around in horror, watching those men with guns quickly crossing the river and rushing towards this direction, watching the three divisions of the 41st Army not far away marching forward, watching the cavalry arriving late but first to arrive at the battlefield to accept the surrender, as if kneeling was no humiliation at all for them, as long as they could keep their lives.

The gunfire stopped.

The cannonade ceased.

The soldiers of the 41st Army spread out, and the overwhelming number of people completely occupied the entire battlefield. The sparse soldiers occupied every spot on the plain battlefield.

Some of them picked up the guns on the ground with laughter, while some squatted beside the corpses and rummaged through the pockets of the soldiers. If they didn't find anything, the soldiers of the 41st Army would have a look of loss on their faces and sigh, but if they found silver dollars or cigarettes, they would surely grin from ear to ear and be happier than if they had won a battle.

However, if any letters or identity documents were found among the corpse, they would stuff them back without making a fuss, as if they had not seen them.

"Chaoyang!"

"Hahaha, Chaoyang!"

On the battlefield, Sun Damazi rode his horse and slowly entered the battlefield. The enjoyment on his face was as if he came here specifically to experience the feeling of outstanding military exploits.

Xu Chaoyang raised his head at this moment, but Wang Changhai, who was closer to him, led his team and drove a truck to Xu Chaoyang first.

"Chaoyang!"

Shouts came from both sides at the same time. Xu Chaoyang saw Sun Damazi first, but he still turned back and greeted Wang Changhai immediately, "Tuan Wang!" Then he waved to Sun Jingui who was riding a horse.

Wang Changhai got out of the taxi, stretched out his hands and held Xu Chaoyang's shoulders, his face almost smiling: "From Duolun to Lindong, to Dashuyingzi, to Chifeng, and then turned back, crossing the entire Rehe and Chahar borders, you have planned a battle that shocked the world and made the gods weep!"

"Defeated Choi Heung-wu, destroyed the Tanimoto regiment, surrounded Zhang Haipeng..." Wang Changhai looked at the battlefield in the distance and pointed: "There must be more than 4,000 prisoners, right?"

clap clap clap!
Wang Changhai excitedly patted Xu Chaoyang's shoulder hard, and his shoulder was covered with flying dust.

How could Wang Changhai not be happy?

He was so happy that he went crazy!

In this battle, the 217th Regiment suffered less than one and a half battalions in total losses, but the results were unprecedented!
They fought this battle more beautifully than in the entire Rehe battlefield. Xu Chaoyang led the 217th Regiment and the 41st Army, and almost made everyone on the Rehe battlefield unable to raise their heads.

"Chaoyang..." The two were talking when Sun Damazi arrived.

"General." Wang Changhai saluted Sun Damazi politely.

Sun Damazi acted as if he didn't see him. He brushed past the saluting Wang Changhai and walked straight towards Xu Chaoyang.

"Chaoyang! Hahahaha!" Sun Damazi was almost laughing to death, and came over to fight Xu Chaoyang. Xu Chaoyang just happened to see Wang Changhai retracting his salute in a very tasteless manner.

"Commander, you...are you trying to deceive me?"

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