Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

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He quickly calmed down and discovered the key problem.

"System, are the rivers, paddy fields, and towns near Songjiang suitable for a large-scale armored group blitzkrieg?"

[The Songjiang area is densely populated with rivers and has muddy rice fields, which is not conducive to the German armored division's wide-front, high-speed mobile operations.

The best way to use it is to choose a relatively open area outside the city to conduct a defensive counterattack, using its firepower and armor advantages to crush the Japanese attack, but it cannot fully demonstrate the essence of its blitzkrieg theory.

"How do you explain the sudden appearance of an armored division?" Zhou Zhengqing asked again.

[Appearance camouflage is available. It only costs 50,000 merit points. The entire armored division can be disguised as Japanese soldiers, and the tanks can be disguised as Japanese combat vehicles.]

Zhou Zhengqing was silent for a while and then asked, "System, if we choose Plan B and use it mainly for mobile defense and counterattacks outside Songjiang City, can we ensure that we can stop the Japanese army?" Zhou Zhengqing asked cautiously.

[Probability calculation: The probability of successfully blocking the main force of the Japanese Tenth Army for three days is approximately 78.5%.

But there are risks. The Japanese army may respond by taking roundabout measures, infiltrating at night, and concentrating artillery and air power to attack its logistical nodes.

Once the armored division loses its main technical equipment, its combat effectiveness will drop sharply.

It is recommended that Makarov's personal guards carry anti-aircraft weapons and cooperate in guarding the surrounding area.

Zhou Zhengqing took a deep breath and his eyes became sharp.

"Understood..."

I took a look at the location of Songjiang on the map.

"System! I choose option B! Exchange for a standard armored division from the German Wehrmacht during the Blitzkrieg! Disguised appearance!

Immediately deliver it to the relatively open area west of Songjiang City! Set its core mission: at all costs, block the Japanese Tenth Army's northward offensive for at least 72 hours! Accept Makarov's unified coordination!

[Command confirmed, overdraft merit points consumed: 55 points.]

Beginning construction of a large-scale space-time channel... Deployment... Warning: large-scale deployment of heavily armed forces will cause significant historical disturbances, please be prepared.]

Zhou Zhengqing breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was still beating violently with anticipation and nervousness.

He could not see the scene with his own eyes, but he could imagine what kind of psychological shock and physical destruction would be caused to the Japanese army when an iron army that was supposed to appear on the European plains suddenly appeared out of nowhere!

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Inside and outside Songjiang City, smoke filled the air and corpses were everywhere.

Just as Commander Wu Keren gave the order to retreat and the remnants of the 67th Army began to struggle to break away from contact, the rain of death became more violent and accurate.

The roar on the skyline was no longer sporadic cannon fire, but had evolved into a continuous, heavy, and terrifying symphony that was so heavy that it made one's heart stop.

This was no ordinary artillery raid, but a textbook large-scale artillery assault, and a storm of destruction far beyond the imagination of any soldier of that era was quietly descending upon the arrogant Japanese Tenth Army.

The first changes came from the sky.

A low and continuous humming sound came from the sky, which was different from the noise of the Japanese bomber groups and the isolated sound of sporadic artillery fire from the National Army.

The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, heavy and rhythmic, making everyone who heard it feel a chill in their hearts.

"What's that sound?" A Japanese artillery observer put down his telescope and listened in confusion.

His question was soon answered.

The first wave of shells pierced the air with a sharp, piercing sound, far louder than any artillery they were familiar with. The sound came from far away, approaching at an astonishing speed, as if Death himself were sharpening his scythe above the clouds.

Then, the gates of hell opened.

Boom, boom! ! !

The salvos from two entire heavy artillery battalions landed simultaneously. At least twenty-four 150mm heavy howitzer shells, like thunder hurled by the Olympian gods, accurately struck the core area of ​​the Japanese offensive formation.

The earth began to convulse in a continuous manner that had never happened before.

A huge fireball, wrapped in thick black and red smoke, shot up into the sky, instantly engulfing the Japanese soldiers, weapons and equipment at the center of the explosion, and even the earth itself, tearing them apart and throwing them dozens of meters into the air.

The powerful shock wave spread violently in all directions in a circular shape visible to the naked eye. Even though it was hundreds of meters away, the bricks and stones on the Songjiang city wall were shaken and fell down.

"Bombard! Bombard!" A shrill alarm sounded from the Japanese position.

But the alarm came too late.

Before the smoke from the first wave of explosions had cleared, the second and third waves of shells were already coming in. This was not any artillery tactic known to the Japanese army; it was an industrialized, precisely calculated ritual of destruction.

The large-caliber heavy artillery group, the sFH18 50mm howitzer, was responsible for "ploughing" the Japanese army's deep targets.

Every time a shell hits the ground, it's like a small earthquake, and the crater it creates is deep enough to bury a person.

A front-line command post of the 114th Division was directly hit, and both the people and the radio were blown into elementary particles.

The medium-caliber howitzer group and the leFHmm howitzer barrage began to extend forward, like a moving wall of death, accurately "combing" the Japanese front-line attacking forces.

The shells fired by small-caliber artillery were like hail, hitting any place where people gathered from time to time.

The cluster of hundreds of artillery pieces allowed the Japanese army to experience for the first time what artillery coverage meant, just like the Chinese army in the main battlefield of Songhu.

A reorganized battalion of the 13th Regiment of the 6th Division was organizing an attack when it was completely covered by artillery fire in an instant.

The shells landed so densely that there was hardly any safe blind spots left. Japanese soldiers were like fallen leaves in the wind, easily torn apart by shock waves and fragments.

The combination of rapid fire and precise strikes is flawless.

Any attempt to establish a defense line or gather troops would immediately lead to a new round of concentrated artillery fire.

The sky was completely obscured by thick smoke, and the day seemed as dark as night.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, the stench of blood and ruptured internal organs, and the strange smell of burning earth.

Many Japanese soldiers were not killed directly by shrapnel, but died from internal organs shattered by the overpressure and bleeding from the ears and noses.

The Japanese 10th Army Commander Lieutenant General Heisuke Yanagawa also felt the earthquake at his headquarters about 25 kilometers to the rear.

"Where are the artillery pieces firing? Are they the Chinese army's heavy artillery?" Yanagawa Heisuke asked in disbelief.

"Report to the commander, the shelling comes from the southwest, but...but this kind of firepower and accuracy is impossible for the Chinese army to possess!" The staff officer replied palely.

The Japanese army's communication system was completely paralyzed by this sudden and unprecedented density of artillery fire.

The radio was filled with the desperate cries and requests for help from various troops:

"This is the 23rd Regiment! We are under unprecedented heavy artillery attack!"

"Over half of the 47th Regiment suffered casualties! The commander of the regiment died in battle!"

"The 6th Artillery Regiment requests a relocation! Our artillery is completely suppressed!"

The urgent requests for help meant that the front-line offensive was in complete chaos.

The bombardment lasted a full twenty minutes, but it seemed as long as a century.