Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

northeast.

The Japanese Kwantung Army Headquarters.

"Bagaya road!"

"This is clearly a lie!"

"One hundred thousand troops!"

"My army of 100,000!"

“Ahhhh!! Damn it!!”

The commander-in-chief of the Kwantung Army, Umezu Michijiro, was so angry that he yelled and cursed in his office, and several water cups on the table were broken.

The news coming back from the front was truly shocking.

An army of one hundred thousand was completely wiped out by an unknown enemy in less than an hour.

In other words, the nearby garrison and railway patrol soldiers did not discover who did it.

According to intelligence, the attack came from the sky.

In other words, his 100,000 elite troops were attacked by air strikes.

But how could you not see the planes during an air raid?

What an oddity.

"Report to the commander, the Prime Minister called." A Japanese major reported.

Umezu Mijiro calmed himself down, took the telegram and read it.

"What? Those Eighth Route Army soldiers actually have such sophisticated weapons and equipment?"

"That means it was the Eighth Route Army that wiped out my 100,000-man army?"

"Lin Tian... Division 1, what kind of enemies are these?"

The telegram contained all the intelligence the Japanese had collected about the First Division and Lin Tian. After reading the telegram, Umezu Mijiro squinted his eyes and thought.

Since the Kwantung Army was only stationed in the Northeast, consolidating the Japanese rule and defending against the attacks of the Russians, they did not participate in the war in mainland China.

This resulted in the Kwantung Army being completely unaware of the Eighth Route Army's recent activities and intelligence.

Michijiro Umezu's information was still at the stage of the Eighth Route Army.

They had no idea that the equipment of the Eighth Route Army in North China was more than twenty years ahead of that of the Locust Army.

The Japanese Prime Minister's telegram also said that a large number of locust troops would be sent from the peninsula to intensify the offensive.

It was also requested that the Kwantung Army provide logistical supplies for the locust troops coming from the peninsula as reinforcements passed through the Northeast.

This put Umezu Mijiro in a difficult position.

The telegram said that 30 people were dispatched from the country and another 30 Korean soldiers were recruited from the peninsula.

This is an army of 60, almost as strong as the Kwantung Army.

Wouldn't it be difficult to ask him to provide logistical supplies?

However, Mijiro Umezu also understood that domestic resources were currently in a very tight spot.

Here in the Northeast, they can rob food and supplies. Anyway, anything belonging to the Chinese belongs to the locust army.

What he had to do now was to quickly send these 60 troops out of the Northeast and to the battlefield.

"Yamaguchi-kun, 60 reinforcements have arrived on the peninsula recently. You are responsible for them."

"Whenever a group of them arrives, we escort them south and hand them over to the North China Front Army."

"Also, notify the Army Aviation and Air Defense Forces to increase air defense alert around the railway area. There must be no mistakes!"

Mijiro Umezu called over a Japanese major general and gave the order.

"Hai! I will definitely live up to your trust!"

Hearing this, a sly look flashed in the eyes of the Japanese major general named Yamaguchi, and he nodded happily.

This is a 60-man army, how much money can be made from it...

He has been studying the wars in North China and South China these days and has become keenly aware that it is only a matter of time before the Locust Army is defeated.

It is better to take advantage of this period of time to make more money, then find a chance to disappear, change your appearance, and with the extra money you have made over the years, it will be enough to be a rich man for the rest of your life.

……

Northeast sky.

Above the clouds.

A formation of 30 majestic fighter jets roared over.

"Captain, we have arrived at the designated location. Shall we start the attack?"

one pilot inquired.

"Haha, start attacking!"

The captain gave the order with a grin that revealed a hint of murderous intent.

This team of aircraft was the J-7A flight formation led by Cui Guoqiang from the First Division.

After successfully annihilating the 10 Japanese reinforcements heading south north of Shanhaiguan, they continued northward without stopping.

Now, they have reached above the Japanese Kwantung Army Headquarters.

Following Cui Guoqiang's order, 30 J-7A fighter-bombers swooped down, passed through the clouds and aimed at the Kwantung Army headquarters.

On the fighter plane, precision-guided bombs are ready.

"Start dropping bombs!"

Cui Guoqiang pressed the fire button and gave the order.

"Good afternoon, little devils..."

"Taste Grandpa's big bomb!"

"Go to hell, you little devils!"

"I'll let you guys know how it feels to be bombed!"

The pilots laughed and pressed the fire button.

The bombs fell like raindrops, making sharp and long whistling sounds in the air.

……

on the ground.

There were people coming and going at the Kwantung Army Headquarters. After the Japanese received the news that reinforcements were coming, they all became busy.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from above my head.

"Nani?"

"What's the noise?"

Many Japanese soldiers were confused and stopped to look up.

In the Japs' view, the bombs were getting bigger and closer.

"Ah! It's a bomb!!"

"Run away!"

"Sound the air raid siren!"

After seeing clearly that it was a bomb, the Japanese soldiers immediately became confused, screaming and running in all directions, looking for cover.

"Boom!!"

"Boom!"

"boom!!"

"Boom!"

Countless bombs exploded immediately after they hit the ground, making a huge noise.

Countless Japanese soldiers were directly engulfed by the explosion, and were either blown directly into the air or blown away along with their bunkers.

The precision-guided bombs carried by the JH-7A are all high-intensity bombs.

It is more powerful than the Japanese 155mm howitzer.

There were howlings and groans of pain in the Kwantung Army Headquarters.

From the perspective of Cui Guoqiang and others, the original appearance of the ground was completely unrecognizable.

All that could be seen was the bombs stirring up clumps of dirt and erupting into huge flames.

Mixed in with the mud and flames were countless broken limbs and blood mist.

The entire Kwantung Army headquarters was engulfed by the explosion.

"happy!"

"Continue the attack!"

Cui Guoqiang looked at the tragic scene below, feeling very happy, and gave the order.

"Yes! Captain!"

The pilots responded excitedly.

"Boom!"

The air strikes continue.

At the Kwantung Army headquarters, many buildings were basically destroyed, and several five- or six-story villas were directly blown down.

……

"what happened?"

"Where did the air raid come from?!"

"Hurry and protect this officer to a safe place!"

In the only remaining office building, Umezu Mijiro was lying under a table, holding his head and shouting in fear.

He had just seen the tragic scene outside through the window and he didn't want to die.

Especially I don’t want to be killed in such an unclear way.

However, there was no one around him at this time.

He was furious because of the annihilation of an army of 100,000 before, and the Japanese soldiers around him were afraid and hid away.

Now Umezu Mijiro is really in a state of chaos where no one can get help from him.