Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

The Japanese 110th Division was somewhat nervous when it re-entered the city of Shijiazhuang. Their division commander had been sent to a military court, and the acting division commander was now their former deputy division commander, Hayashi Yoshitaro.

When they stepped into Shijiazhuang City again a few days later, they felt it was a bit desolate. Not only were all the sturdy buildings blown to pieces, but what was even more uncomfortable was that the whole city was filled with a strong stench of corpses. These were the bodies of the 1st Division of the Kwantung Army who were killed in the bombing of Shijiazhuang Station, the wounded who were killed in the Japanese field hospital, and the locust soldiers of the 110th Division who were killed in the subsequent siege. The corpses of more than Japanese soldiers were thrown in the city for several days and no one collected them.

One can imagine how intoxicating the smell in Shijiazhuang city must be at this time.

"Report to the general, all the bunkers and fortresses in the city are no longer usable. Almost all of them were blown up by the Eighth Route Army. Just now during the search, 11 Locust Army soldiers were injured or killed due to the collapse of the building."

The assistant officer reported the situation he had just encountered when entering the city very helplessly.

Hayashi Yoshitaro waved his hands to indicate that he understood. Faced with such a problem, it had no good solution.

"Go, capture some Chinese civilians in Shijiazhuang City and ask them to help collect the remains of the locust soldiers. If they refuse or insult the remains of the locust soldiers, kill them on the spot!"

There was a flash of murderous intent in Hayashi Yoshitaro's eyes. Such a difficult environment had already made him excited and irritable.

"Hai!"

The assistant officer did not dare to raise any objection and prepared to do it immediately.

"Also, have our soldiers rebuild their fortifications as soon as possible. Shijiazhuang City does not have proper city defenses. There is no guarantee that the Eighth Route Army will not come back to fight. We must quickly build defenses."

The Japanese acting division commander, Hayashi Yoshitaro, was quite smart. He quickly sorted out the current situation and decided to stabilize the situation first and quickly restore order in Shijiazhuang.

After all, Nishishou Ozo sent it to reoccupy Shijiazhuang in order to stabilize order and quickly restore railway transportation. If it fails to do this well, it will probably be brought to a military court and shot like Iinuma Mamoru.

But it didn't realize that it didn't have to work hard at all, and it would soon become one of the sources of the corpse stench in Shijiazhuang.

Not long after, its assistant officer came back to report: "General, the entire Shijiazhuang city is almost a deserted city.

Only four or five Chinese beggars who were rummaging through the bodies of the locust soldiers were caught, and no other Chinese civilians.

When the Eighth Route Army left, they not only blew up our bunkers, but also relocated all the Chinese people."

"idiot!"

Lin Fangtaro finally couldn't hold back his anger anymore. He drew out his saber and shouted angrily, "Bring those lowly Chinese beggars to me. I want to chop off their heads myself!"

Before it finished its words, a sound came from the sky that made its scalp tingle.

It had just experienced this kind of sound a few days ago. It can be said that as long as it closed its eyes in the past few days, this sharp sound would break into its sleep and become its nightmare.

That is the whistling sound produced by the friction between the 155 howitzer and the air when it is flying in the air. When this sound appears, it means that the 155 howitzer is very close to its current position.

Boom!

The acting Japanese division commander Hayashi Yoshitaro saw with his own eyes a 155mm howitzer shell hit the ground in an arc. Nearby were a dozen Japanese soldiers who were resting in the camp.

After the large-caliber artillery shells hit the ground, there was a unique dull drum sound, and a huge shock wave instantly rose out of thin air, and then collided violently with the air to form an extremely sharp air wave front.

Wherever the wave passed, it was like an extremely sharp air blade that tore apart everything in its way, whether it was flesh or various kinds of soil and rocks, all were shattered into pieces on the spot.

Hayashi Yoshitaro saw with his own eyes that more than a dozen Japanese soldiers around the landing point disappeared the moment they encountered the artillery shells. It was a literal disappearance. These dozen Japanese soldiers were blown into a pile of blood mist on the spot by the powerful shock wave, and then flew away in all directions.

The newly appointed acting division commander of the Japanese army suddenly felt dizzy before his eyes. He was swept into the sky like a torn sack by the huge shock wave generated by the artillery shell, and was blown three or four meters off the ground before falling heavily to the ground.

The powerful pressure of the shock wave had crushed the ghost's lungs, and his heart had temporarily stopped beating. The lack of blood supply to the heart caused his eyes to be temporarily blinded. He rolled on the ground several times, hitting the mud and gravel, and was covered with bruises.

Hayashi Yoshitaro subconsciously stretched out his hand and scratched around on the ground hoping to find anything he could grab. This action, which was usually easy to accomplish, was now extremely difficult for him.

The feeling of death was so close that Hayashi Yoshitaro's psychological defenses collapsed instantly.

This was not the first time it faced the independent regiment's artillery fire. A few days ago, also here, it witnessed the disastrous defeat and retreat of the 110th Division. This time, it was stepping into this land again with a nightmare.

But it didn't expect that before it could even warm up the stool, it was bombarded by the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment, which made it completely desperate.

What made all the Japanese despair was that there was not just one shell attack. As the first shell fell, it was followed by countless whistling sounds that made their scalps tingle.

Sharp and desperate.

This wave of Japanese soldiers fell into the nightmare of a few days ago again. Many of them went crazy on the spot, and some even threw down their guns and ran around like crazy.

In such a dire situation, no matter what methods these Japanese soldiers took, it would be useless. They could only wait for the next cannon shot that belonged to them to turn them into a sky full of blood mist and bone fragments.