Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

The monk understood what he meant, called a few soldiers from the guard platoon, and raised the MG42 general-purpose machine gun in his hand...

"Uh... well, there's something going on in the group. I'll go take care of it. You guys go ahead..."

Zhao Gang quickly found an excuse and walked away.

After all, he is the political commissar, and in principle he should step out to stop such things.

But these devils are indeed hateful. Letting them live is a blasphemy to their compatriots who died unjustly. Moreover, this is the rule of the first division. He might as well just pretend that he has never been here today...

"Ahahaha...yes...let's discuss how to divide the spoils among us three..."

"Oh, that's right, brothers should settle accounts clearly..."

Li Yunlong, Ding Wei and Kong Jie also found an excuse and walked out.

They just pretended not to see what happened today...

"No! We were wrong!"

“Please spare us!!”

"We won't dare to do it again! Help!"

When the Japanese prisoners saw this situation, they knew they would definitely die today.

"What the hell are you talking about?! All that nonsense!"

"I will let the Buddha save you now!!"

The monk became impatient with the chaotic noise made by the Japanese and pulled the trigger.

The other fighters followed suit.

Soon, the world returned to peace...

……

Two and a half hours ago.

"Damn it! I just don't believe it! We can't even defeat a crippled brigade!!"

"Order the heavy artillery regiment! Don't be reluctant to part with the shells! Fight hard for us! This battle is a good one! When we return, the commander-in-chief will definitely reward them!"

Commander Fu of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army was furious when he heard the report from the front-line generals that the war was not going well.

They had more than 7 people, but they couldn't defeat a brigade of more than 7000 people. It was really a shame and humiliation.

The Central Army temporarily organized the 86th Army Command.

"what?!"

"Hahaha, what's wrong with the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army? It's so embarrassing!"

"But that's okay, they have almost wiped out the Japanese now! It's time for us to go up and end the battle!!"

Liu Yuntao, commander of the Provisional 86th Army, hung up the phone with a laugh.

The superior has specifically instructed this, but of course he won’t say it explicitly, so the subordinates can only rely on each other to guess his intention.

But Liu Yuntao had risen to the position of army commander, so how could he not know what his superiors meant?

They cannot intervene in the war too early now. The most they can do is to pretend to do so so that the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army can fight the Japanese without worry.

When both sides have almost exhausted their forces, their Central Army will suddenly launch an attack.

In this way, they could give an explanation for not supporting the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army before, and after the war, the key factor that determined the victory of the war would be attributed to their Central Army.

It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone!

"What?! The Central Army is launching a general attack on us too?!"

"They have been pretending the whole time, but they can't sit still so soon!"

"Order the troops to stop them at all costs!!"

"The 9th Brigade and the Tank Regiment will definitely come back to reinforce us after they take over Yi County!"

"Victory always belongs to the Locust Army!!"

Brigade commander Nanri Nakamura yelled into the phone.

He is now exhausted and mentally drained.

Due to the terrain, the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army could not deploy its six divisions and could only send three divisions to attack at a time.

Although the Central Army did not fight hard, it still caused them considerable harassment.

Nakamura is under great pressure on this difficult day...

He had been facing fierce attacks from tens of thousands of enemy troops, and the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army could still be rotated, but their Locust Army was completely overwhelmed.

Fortunately, this is a mountainous area, and they can rely on the terrain to block the enemy's advance step by step so as not to be eaten up all at once.

Just now, he suddenly heard the rumbling sound of artillery fire from Yi County, shaking the earth.

An ominous premonition immediately arose in Nakamura Nanri's heart. This artillery fire was definitely not coming from their locust army.

He knew that the 5th Brigade only had five heavy artillery pieces that could produce such a noise...

The only possibility for that kind of artillery noise was from the Eighth Route Army in Yi County...

Nakamura didn't dare to think about it, let alone say it, he could only take it one step at a time...

At this moment, Nakamura Nanri suddenly heard another explosion behind him, as well as intensive gunfire.

"Report... Report to the brigade commander!"

"Eighth Route Army! A large number of Eighth Route Army suddenly appeared behind us. They...they have tanks!"

"The locust army can't hold on any longer! Brigade Commander, let's retreat quickly!"

A Japanese major came crawling from behind and reported with a terrified look on his face.

"What?! Where did the Eighth Route Army come from?!"

"Aren't Ozawa and his men attacking the Eighth Route Army? How can the Eighth Route Army have the strength to attack us?!"

“Is it…is it…is it…that Ozawa-kun and the others…have already…”

Nakamura Nanri grabbed the collar of the Japanese major in disbelief, his mouth twitching as he asked loudly.

He has realized something...

But he didn't dare to say it...

"Baga! Withdraw the troops!"

"The warriors of the empire can only die in battle!! We will never surrender!!"

"Half-load charge! Yes! Launch a half-load charge!"

Nakamura Nanri shouted frantically.

His Bushido spirit would never allow him to surrender to the enemy, especially the Chinese, an inferior race in the eyes of the devils.

However, Nakamura Nanri obviously underestimated the combat effectiveness of the 300st Division. In less than ten minutes, the tank company had rushed to a place less than meters away from Nakamura Nanri.

"Kill!"

"Kill the devil!!"

As a loud charge sounded, the soldiers of the first division rushed forward with machine guns and PPSh submachine guns, shouting.

The tanks kept firing, and the Japs fell one after another.

It's like the god of death waving his scythe.

Soon, more than 3000 Japanese soldiers were taken away.

“Ah! It’s dead! It’s dead!”

Nakamura Nanri gripped his command knife tightly and rushed directly into the crowd, but was immediately engulfed by bullets.

The Japanese position immediately fell into chaos, and the resistance encountered by the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army suddenly decreased, and they immediately broke through the Japanese defense line.

Two divisions of the Central Army also rushed forward.

Countless Japanese soldiers held grenades and prepared to die together with the Eighth Route Army in front of them, but they had no way to get close to the Eighth Route Army.

It was so far away that it was riddled with bullets.

The remaining Japanese soldiers were attacked from both sides and were now in disarray. Their numbers were drastically reduced to less than 500 people.

Some clever Japanese soldiers pulled out grenades and rushed into the crowd of Shanxi Suiyuan Army and Central Army, and several clouds of blood mist immediately erupted.

They couldn't get close to the Eighth Route Army, but they could still make some movements in other places, but that was all.

It was just at the beginning that the Japanese succeeded a few times because the speed of the first division was too fast.

Soon the Japs were completely wiped out.

"Quick! Clean up the battlefield quickly! Pull everything back!!"

Zhou Weiguo immediately ordered his troops to clean up the battlefield and take more spoils.

They don't like these things, but they can take them back and distribute them to friendly forces.

At the same time, the news was also sent to Lin Tian. Nothing was wrong with Lin Tian's side, so he rushed over with his guard platoon.