Anti-Japanese War: Plunder the devils to create a super army

At the same time, at the Eighth Route Army headquarters in northwest Shanxi, the deputy commander-in-chief and several senior commanders were discussing the battle situation intensely.

They didn't know that the battle for Taiyuan had already ended.

The deputy commander frowned as he looked at the tactical map in front of him, where several officers were conducting simulations.

They were all simulating how the battle against Taiyuan would proceed.

"Wrong! Wrong! You shouldn't fight like that!"

"The 386th Brigade should have held the flanks!"

"The 385th Brigade will encircle the flanks, while the Special Operations Brigade will lead the attack! What's there to question?"

...

"call……"

The deputy commander raised the cigarette in his hand, put it in his mouth, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

This Wang Lin, how is the battle going? He didn’t even send me a message to report!

You really don't take me, the deputy commander, seriously!

"I'm coming!"

At this time, a communicator rushed in quickly from outside the door and came in front of the deputy commander with an excited expression on his face.

He carefully handed the telegram to the other party and looked at him expectantly.

The deputy commander took the telegram with his hands trembling slightly.

He took a deep breath, quickly spread out the telegram, and quickly scanned the message on it.

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the expression on his face gradually changed from serious to shocked.

What followed was great joy.

"Taiyuan...victory?"

He muttered, a tone of disbelief in his voice.

The words on the telegram seemed to constantly impact his brain, making him confirm again whether the news was true.

However, at this moment, he seemed unable to accept this sudden good news.

"Vice President!"

The other officers in the command room noticed the change in the deputy commander's expression and gathered around him.

Looking at the officers around him, the deputy commander couldn't help swallowing.

The deputy commander's hands trembled slightly, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"We...we succeeded! The battle of Taiyuan was over in less than half a day!"

"Our soldiers defeated the Japanese army with lightning speed and occupied Taiyuan!"

This sentence was like a blockbuster bomb, which exploded instantly in the command room and ignited the atmosphere.

Everyone kept cheering and celebrating this victory.

"It's so beautiful! We actually took Taiyuan!"

"It's unbelievable! Half a day! It only took half a day!"

"This kid Wang Lin... is simply a modern-day military god!"

The entire command center was filled with the sound of celebrating the victory of the encirclement and suppression of Taiyuan.

The deputy commander picked up the telegram again and read it carefully to make sure he had not read it wrong.

A surge of pride welled up in my heart.

It's simply unbelievable. Since the Anti-Japanese War, conquering a provincial capital city has never happened before, but now it has actually been done!

"How on earth did Wang Lin conquer Taiyuan? I really don't understand!"

The officers present were all very puzzled about Wang Lin's combat performance this time. They didn't know how this guy commanded the battle and captured Taiyuan City.

I really can’t figure it out.

There was another person who was also puzzled.

……

Inside the Second War Zone Command of the National Army.

Old Yan was sitting around the conference table with several senior generals, discussing the strategic deployment on the front line.

Suddenly, a communicator pushed the door open and came in hurriedly, looking very anxious.

"Commander Yan, emergency!"

The communicator's voice broke the silence in the conference room, and everyone's eyes were instantly focused on him.

"What happened?"

Yan Xishan frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy.

"Commander! Just now, the Eighth Route Army began to attack Taiyuan! The battle is underway now!"

Hearing this, Old Yan felt relieved.

At least it's not bad news.

"What? These poor bastards want to attack Taiyuan?! They overestimate their own capabilities! Aren't they just courting death?"

When he heard that Taiyuan was going to be attacked, Old Yan was stunned for a moment, obviously surprised.

Although they had captured Linshi in southwestern Shanxi before, there was only one regiment of troops defending it.

They also captured Yuncheng, but that was with the cooperation of the National Army.

Taiyuan was obviously very strong. It was the Japanese's Shanxi Provincial Headquarters. All artillery, ammunition and other resources were there, especially the arsenal.

No matter how powerful the special operations brigade is, the other Eighth Route Army troops are still very poor. Without the cooperation of the National Army, they have no chance of winning.

It's a joke. They don't even have the most needed siege equipment. How can they fight?

"Damn it! These guys are absolutely crazy! They still want to take down Taiyuan?!"

Old Yan sneered when he said this, and looked at his men around him, and they all couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"But the courage of these Eighth Route Army soldiers is truly commendable. I have to admire them!"

Old Yan looked at the map in front of him and felt a sense of emotion.

He couldn't imagine that the Eighth Route Army, with such backward weapons and equipment, actually dared to attack Taiyuan.

interesting.

But... not long after, he was slapped hard in the face.

"Commander! Commander! They've taken it down! Those Eighth Route Army soldiers have taken it down!"

The signalman hurried into the conference room, gasping for breath.

"What? You said they took it?! Those Eighth Route Army soldiers took Taiyuan?!"

Upon hearing the news, Old Yan was stunned. Before he could react, he quickly took the telegram from the other party and examined it carefully.

"This group of Eighth Route Army soldiers... actually took Taiyuan..."

This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that they occupied the huge city of Taiyuan in less than half a day.

It's unbelievable.

……

"Mmm, this tea tastes good!"

"Hahaha, Chairman, I guessed you like to drink this, so I asked someone to buy it from Fujian Province."

"Fujian Province? Hasn't it been blockaded and occupied by the Japanese devils? How can you..."

The bald man looked at the tea leaves floating in the teacup in front of him, feeling speechless.

“There are small roads dedicated to trade, and there are people who specialize in buying.”

After listening to this, the bald man sighed deeply.

"Alas... so much of our country has been lost. When will we be able to recover these lost territories?"

The bald man lowered his head and shook it continuously, thinking about how glorious it would be when he could one day recover these lost lands.

I feel like I won't be able to do this in my lifetime...

"Commissioner! Commissar! Victory! Urgent message!"

Suddenly a voice came from outside the door.

When he heard the words "good news", the bald man suddenly raised his head and a hint of joy flashed across his face.

"what's up?"

"Taiyuan...Taiyuan has been recaptured!"

Upon hearing the news, the bald man was instantly overjoyed and stood up from his chair.

"Great! Did we really take Taiyuan?! That's great! That's great!"

The bald man was laughing non-stop at this time, and his face looked as happy as a child who saw something he liked and couldn't stop smiling.

"Alright! Tell me! Which unit of our national army took this? I'm going to commend the entire army!"

"Committee Chairman, it wasn't our Nationalist Army that took it. It was... the Eighth Route Army."

Suddenly, the joyful expression on the bald man's face was reduced by half.

"The Eighth Route Army? Oh... The Eighth Route Army is also good... not bad either."