Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

"Whoosh whoosh!!!"

The 107mm rocket launcher continued to hit the positions of the Japanese 6th Brigade.

Whether it was the Japs or the Locust Army, they were all howling in pain at this moment.

They had never seen such intensive and powerful artillery bombardment, even their locust army could not do it.

Who on earth is this? !

Major General Miyano, commander of the Japanese 6th Brigade, was shocked.

"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander! Tanks! There are tanks coming towards us!!"

A Japanese major staff officer caught a glimpse of a group of tanks rushing towards them not far away in panic. He was so scared that he fell to the ground and screamed.

"What?! Nonsense, where did the tank come from?!" Miyano kicked the major and cursed.

But soon, he saw...

what is this?

How come it's so fast?!

Why does this tank look so big?!

Miyano looked in the direction the major pointed, and it was this one look that made his whole body begin to tremble and he was filled with fear.

I saw dozens of heavy tanks galloping across the land, raising a cloud of dust behind them.

The thick tank gun barrel was aiming at the locust army and firing continuously.

Behind the tanks were densely packed infantry, and further behind them were rockets that blocked out the sky, dragging long tails of flame, forming an impenetrable wall in the sky, smashing towards them.

What kind of army is this?!

Miyano's face was filled with horror, his heart and liver were broken. At this moment, he didn't even have the thought to resist. His fingers were shaking, he was trembling, and he couldn't speak.

……

"Commander! Look, Commander! The Japanese are being bombarded!"

The artillery fire from Fangzheng's side soon attracted the attention of the Sichuan Army. On the battlefield, countless Sichuan Army soldiers stared at everything in front of them with wide eyes, full of disbelief.

Who is this, so awesome?!

Even an ant wouldn't be able to survive that level of bombardment...

And the tank in the front, is it a tank? How come it looks completely different from the Japanese tanks?

The shock on Wei Guo's face had not yet subsided. He raised his telescope and watched in disbelief as the tanks rushed into the Japanese position.

I saw artillery fire exploded less than ten meters in front of the tank, and as soon as the smoke rose, the tank rushed over, and the infantry behind it followed closely, firing all their guns.

"What? Machine guns... Almost every one of them has a machine gun!!"

"Oh my god! Who is this?!"

"Huh? This military uniform...isn't this the uniform of the Eighth Route Army?!"

Wei Guo couldn't believe what he saw. This was actually the Eighth Route Army. Wei Guo originally thought it was a tank regiment secretly formed by the Central Army, but he didn't expect it to be the Eighth Route Army.

"The Eighth Route Army? No way!" The chief of staff was also stunned. This was not the Eighth Route Army at all; this was a tiger descending from the mountain.

The Japanese had no room to resist. After the artillery plowed the ground, the tanks had already rushed in front of the Japanese, with the gun barrels pointing straight at the Japanese's noses. How could they fight?

Those fence-sitters, the Locust Association soldiers, had already knelt on the ground and surrendered their weapons. The Eighth Route Army infantry simply passed by the Locust Association soldiers without even looking at them, and went straight to kill the Japanese who were still resisting stubbornly.

There was no pause at all, no pause at all.

"Division Commander, when did the Eighth Route Army become so powerful? In less than half an hour, an entire brigade and two brigades of the Locust Army were wiped out just like that?"

"Our two divisions almost couldn't hold off the enemy's might!"

The Chief of Staff of the 10th Division said with a trembling voice.

"Come on, let's go visit the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side!" Wei Guo's scalp tingled. Seeing that the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side had finished fighting, he pulled the chief of staff over with him.

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"Quick! The commander said that the Japanese prisoners can be spared and kept as laborers! Tie them up in a bunch and take them back!"

"Take the Locust Alliance back first. We don't have time to deal with them now!"

"Stop for a while and wait for the comrades in the artillery battalion!!"

Fang Zheng commanded his troops to quickly clean up the battlefield and fired at the Japanese soldiers and the Locust Army lying on the ground.

Those who surrendered or were captured were tied up by the soldiers.

Looking at the charred battlefield in front of him, Fang Zheng was filled with mixed feelings.

This is too fast.

He was still thinking that the Japanese would be able to counterattack completely, but he didn't expect that the tank cluster would charge forward as if they were in an empty space. Without exception, all the Japanese standing in front of them were shot into sieves by machine guns and crushed into piles of minced meat by tank tracks, mixing with the mud on the ground.

But this is not surprising.

Although the Japanese have a large number of troops, only that one Japanese brigade can really fight, and the combat effectiveness of the Locust Army can be ignored.

Moreover, Fang Zheng suddenly launched an attack when the Japanese had just been repelled by the Sichuan Army. Relying on powerful firepower configuration and invincible armored group, it was not surprising that the battle was ended within half an hour.

The Japanese had never fought this kind of battle before, so it was normal that they couldn't react for a while.

"Brother! Where is your commander? I am Wei Guo, the commander of the 10th Division of the Sichuan Army. I want to thank your commander in person!"

At this time, Wei Guo also arrived. When they arrived at the position, they were stunned when they saw the firearms equipped by the Eighth Route Army soldiers at close range. Almost everyone was equipped with a machine gun and a submachine gun, and they had never seen that kind of rifle before.

Especially those tanks that had just shocked them so much were now placed in front of them.

Wei Guo and others couldn't help but step forward and touch him, with tears in their eyes.

It’s so thick and big. Fortunately, the Japanese don’t have this kind of tank, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to blow it up even with explosives.

"Our commander is there, I'll take you there!" said a communications soldier.

Wei Guo and others hurriedly expressed their gratitude.

"Report to the commander, the commander of the 10th Division of the Sichuan Army is here!" the guard reported.

Fang Zheng was summarizing the battle experience with Zhao Qulu when he heard the voice behind him and turned around.

"Hello, hello! I am their leader Fang Zheng!" Fang Zheng stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Captain Fang! Hello, Captain Fang!" Wei Guo excitedly stretched out his hands and shook them tightly.

"Captain Fang is really a young and promising man. He is so young and yet he can command such a powerful army. The Eighth Route Army is really full of talented people!"

"I am Wei Guo, the commander of the 10th Division of the Sichuan Army. Thank you, Commander Fang, for your help!"

"These past few days, the devil's Sixth Brigade has been making things difficult for us. Thank you so much, Commander Fang!"

Wei Guo held Fang Zheng's hand tightly and said excitedly.

"Haha, Commander Wei, you are too polite. We are all Chinese troops, fighting against Japan. No need to thank me!"

"We also know about your army's battle situation these days. They fought very tenaciously and were able to repel the Japanese attacks several times in succession. The Sichuan Army is really powerful!"

Fang Zheng was also very polite and praised.

Wei Guo and others looked ashamed. They thought this was awesome. It was really frustrating to compare yourself with others.