Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

The soldiers in Division 1 were already accustomed to this kind of scene and movement.

But the Central Army position in the distance.

Chen Hu and Zhang Jun were both lieutenant generals, and had never seen such a grand scene before. Their jaws dropped for a moment, and they stared blankly at the Japanese position in a sea of ​​fire, stunned...

Even the soldiers of the Central Army had no intention of staying in the trenches at this moment. They slowly stood up as if possessed by a ghost, and stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

Is this still the Eighth Route Army?

This firepower is several times stronger than that of the US military...

Moreover, they also heard the sound of heavy artillery bombardment, the caliber of which was at least 200 and above. They really didn't understand where the Eighth Route Army got heavy artillery of that caliber.

Even their Central Army, the subordinates of Commander Song, do not have heavy artillery of this level...

"Commander Song! You really found a good helper for us. I am really enlightened this time..." Chen Hu murmured as he stared blankly at the artillery bombardment of the first division and the fighter planes circling and strafing in the sky.

"Chief of Staff, let the troops withdraw and stay away from the Japanese positions to avoid accidental injuries!" Chen Hu and Zhang Jun saw at the same time that several artillery pieces in their fortifications close to the Japanese positions were blown away by the air waves, and immediately gave the order.

too strong……

The firepower is too strong.

Chen Hu and Zhang Jun frowned at this moment. The Japs would be driven away sooner or later, and they would directly confront the Eighth Route Army in the future.

This...how can we fight against this?

……

The two-hour artillery preparation was about to end. The monk was driving a Type 63 armored transport vehicle, and Lin Tian was sitting inside and personally operating a 12.7mm machine gun. A squad of infantry was on board and they were ready.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

There were less than five minutes left in the artillery regiment's bombardment. The armored regiment and infantry had already prepared for the charge from three sides, waiting for Lin Tian's order.

As soon as the artillery fire ended, they would rush to the Japanese positions and directly defeat their resistance.

The Air Force will also provide them with support at that time.

"Division One! Attack!!"

Lin Tian stood on the roof of the car and observed for a while with a telescope. He could not see anything on the Japanese position except smoke and explosions, so he gave the order.

"Woo...Woo..."

Suddenly, the roar of tank engines broke out, and the soldiers, excited, began to move towards the Japanese positions.

……

On the Japanese position.

At this time, Miki Kiyoaki was carried by his subordinates to an anti-artillery cave. At the call of everyone, Miki finally slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

Just then, a shell landed not far from Miki, knocking him unconscious. Everyone dug Miki out of the pit and saw that he was just stunned, so they rescued him.

Sanmu was trembling. The huge explosion had deafened his ears, and blood was oozing from his two cochleas.

Miki's face and body were covered in dirt and blood, and he looked in a miserable state. Even his command knife was lost in the bombardment.

"Bakayaluo, this is definitely not the Central Army, it definitely can't be the Central Army!"

"This... this is a division coming, a division coming!"

"Kuroshima-kun, what are the casualties of the troops?"

As soon as Miki Kiyoshi woke up, he grabbed the collar of the Chief of Staff Kuroshima Jiro next to him and asked loudly with a ferocious expression.

"Report to the general, the casualties are impossible to count. The enemy's artillery fire is too strong, and there are also attacks from planes in the sky. We...we are completely suppressed..."

"We... we don't think we can retreat to Hebei Province..."

Kuroshima Jiro burst into tears and said that he had never seen such a fierce bombardment. The enemy must have at least tens of thousands of large-caliber artillery to achieve such an effect.

But where did the Chinese army get tens of thousands of large-caliber artillery pieces...

"What? What are you talking about? I... I can't hear anything..." Miki only saw Kuroshima's lips moving, but he couldn't hear a single sound, not even the sound of gunfire outside...

"General! General!" Kuroshima and others realized that Miki Kiyoaki might be deaf, and they immediately panicked. Without a commander, their situation became even more difficult.

"Report! The enemy's artillery fire has ended, but...but, their tanks are rushing up!" A Japanese major reported in panic.

"What?! This is definitely a zone!"

"Order the warriors to repel them!"

Kuroshima Jiro was shocked. This configuration was completely consistent with the intelligence division.

……

"Surf the gun and don't kill!"

"Surf the gun and don't kill!"

The soldiers held their guns and began to capture prisoners all over the mountains. If they encountered anyone who dared to resist, they would shoot him immediately without any nonsense.

The mentally collapsed Japanese threw their guns out of the trenches and bunkers, raised their hands high, and lined up to be taken away by the soldiers.

After the first division rushed forward, the Japanese position was littered with broken limbs and arms, many fortifications and trenches were directly flattened, and the entire position was a scorched earth.

The mixture of blood and dirt was disgusting.

Many soldiers recalled the scene of the kitchen team slaughtering pigs...

The Japs were completely defeated.

Their Bushido spirit is only used to deal with enemies who are equally matched or not much stronger than them.

When faced with a force like the First Division, they had no room for resistance.

……

Miki Kiyoaki was an extremely stubborn person. As soon as the artillery fire stopped, his generals hurriedly came out of the anti-artillery holes to command the troops to resist.

Miki pulled out the command knife of a colonel beside him, mumbling something, and staggered out.

His men quickly protected it inside.

"Bakayalo! You're dead! Coward! Don't surrender. You are the warriors of the empire. Where is your Bushido spirit?!" Miki looked at the swarms of locust soldiers raising their hands to surrender to the Eighth Route Army. He felt ashamed and angry.

"Surrender your guns and we won't kill you!" Several soldiers pointed their guns at Miki Kiyoaki and said coldly.

"I surrender... I surrender..." The generals around Miki were shocked by the soldiers' momentum. One after another, they dropped the pistols in their hands and lowered their heads. They did not dare to look at Miki Kiyosaki.

"Huh? You? How dare you?!" Sanmu looked at his trusted men and was horrified that not a single one of them was willing to fight with him until the last moment and die for the empire.

"Bagaya road!"

Sanmu knew that the situation was hopeless and he wanted to die, but he wanted to kill a few Eighth Route Army soldiers even if he died.

He rushed towards the soldiers waving his command knife.

"Damn it, you still dare to be so violent! Are you looking for death?" The soldiers would not tolerate him. Although the commander wanted to capture prisoners, if they did not lay down their weapons, they would be enemies and would be killed.

Bang bang bang!

After a few gunshots, Sanmu was shot like a sieve. His charging body stopped abruptly, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell on his back on the ground.

"Don't kill us...we surrender..." The remaining Japanese officers saw this scene and their legs trembled as they spoke in broken Chinese.