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

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..."

Accompanied by the sound of missiles cutting through the air, missiles fell rapidly from the sky and landed directly among the Japanese planes that were taking off.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Countless missiles streaked across the sky like meteors, smashing into the Japanese planes with tremendous force.

In an instant, the sky burst into brilliant and deadly sparks, and countless missiles exploded among the Japanese planes. The deafening roar seemed to tear the entire sky apart.

The shock wave generated by the huge explosion swept in like a tsunami, directly swallowing up the nearby Japanese aircraft.

In an instant, these once majestic fighter planes were destroyed beyond recognition, turning into a pile of twisted and deformed, smoking scrap metal wreckage, falling from the sky.

"Stop! Go back! Go back!" The Japanese ground crew on the ground shouted in horror into the radio, trying to stop this sudden disaster.

However, it was too late. Time was so tight that it left no room for the Japanese pilots to react.

Just as they were panicking, another missile came rushing like lightning and hit the fuselage of a Japanese plane accurately.

There was a dull thud, followed by a dazzling burst of flames that shot up into the sky. The plane was instantly blown to pieces, turning into countless burning fragments that flew everywhere.

What is even more terrifying is that the bombs and aviation fuel that had just been loaded on these planes have now become deadly weapons that bury the pilots.

Once the plane is hit and detonated, those powerful bombs will explode one after another like a chain reaction, forming a sea of fire.

The raging flames spread unbridled, mercilessly burning every inch of land.

At this time, the airport had become a hell on earth, filled with billowing smoke, raging flames and explosions.

The pilots struggled hard in this horrific scene, but ultimately they could not escape their fate and were buried one after another in the sea of fire.

They didn't even know who the enemy was or where they came from, and they lost their lives in obscurity.

"General! Commander! It's bad! Our airport has been attacked again! We've suffered heavy losses!"

The communicator rushed into the command room and reported the information to the Japanese commander.

"Nani?!"

When hearing this shocking news, the Japanese commander froze, as if time had stopped at that moment.

He stared ahead with his eyes wide open in disbelief, his mouth slightly open but unable to utter a word.

The bomber formation that he had carefully planned and just dispatched was completely blown to pieces before it even left the airport gate! This was simply a fantasy!

"Who...did this happen?! And how did they blow them up?!"

Anger roared out from the Japanese commander's heart like a ferocious beast, rushing straight to the top of his head, causing veins on his forehead to bulge.

He stretched out his hands in anger, grabbed the collar of the soldier who came to report in front of him, and roared at the top of his lungs.

The poor signalman was completely frightened by the Japanese commander's rage. His body trembled involuntarily, his legs went soft, and he collapsed to the ground.

He stared in horror at his irrational superior and stammered, "No... I don't know... Sir, we still haven't figured out what attacked the airport..."

"Get out of here! You useless bastards! You're all damn idiots!"

The Japanese commander pushed the soldier away in frustration, then fell heavily into the chair behind him like a deflated ball.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.

At this moment, his mind was like a mess, with all kinds of thoughts intertwined together, trying hard to figure out why things had developed to this point.

On the other side of the battlefield, upon learning that Wang Lin had led his troops to successfully capture Xiaheng City, Ding Wei and the 386th Brigade began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Because they had suffered a heavy blow in the previous confrontation with this team, which left a deep psychological trauma, the other Japanese troops did not dare to pursue them rashly and could only watch them go further and further away.

In Heng City, Wang Lin used his military merits to purchase a large number of weapons and equipment, especially vehicles, and some reward items, all of which were placed in the Japanese army warehouse.

He then prepared to report the victory to the Eighth Route Army headquarters.

"Send a message to headquarters immediately. We have successfully captured Heng City, Hebei Province, and annihilated a large number of enemy troops. I am reporting this."

Not long after, the Eighth Route Army headquarters received the message from Wang Lin.

"Wow! This Wang Lin actually took down Heng City! He's truly amazing!"

The deputy commander-in-chief held the telegram and kept praising Wang Lin.

The commander-in-chief walked to the map and looked at it carefully, and he was also very happy.

"This kid has really managed to play this chess game! We now have some initiative in North China! Hahahahaha!"

"Heng City threatens three key areas in North China. The Japanese will definitely take it seriously now."

As he spoke, the commander-in-chief looked at the deputy commander-in-chief.

"Or we can also transfer the 385th, 387th, and 388th Brigades to support Wang Lin. I estimate that the Japanese army's next move will definitely be directed at Wang Lin and his men. These three brigades can just relieve some of the pressure on him."

The two men agreed with this idea and ordered the three brigades that had previously remained in Shanxi Province to enter North China to assist Wang Lin.

……

In Peking, the Japanese commander paced back and forth in the command room, smoking a cigarette in his mouth.

Smoke occasionally leaked out of his mouth and drifted away.

"General..."

At this moment, the staff officer standing by looked embarrassed. After hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage to speak and try to persuade the other party.

However, the tough Japanese commander turned a deaf ear to his words and completely ignored them.

At this moment, the Japanese commander was filled with resentment. He could not accept the fact that he was about to face failure, and his opponent was such a seemingly insignificant army.

This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him, who always had a high opinion of himself.

What's worse, he found himself repeating the same mistake that Yoshio Shinozuka had made - losing a large amount of land.

The city in front of us, called Hengshi, is of vital importance. It is not only a railway hub connecting the three places in North China, but also related to one's own face and reputation.

No matter what, he must not follow in Yoshio Shinozuka's footsteps.

After a long and intense inner struggle and weighing the pros and cons, the Japanese commander finally firmly established his own ideas.

只见他猛地一挥手臂，大声吼道：“传我的命令下去！立即调动第 36、41、21、32 和 26 师团，全速开赴衡市！务必将敌人一举剿灭！”

He paused briefly before continuing his order: "Also, arrange for the 5th and 6th Independent Mixed Brigades to rush to Jinzhou for garrison! No mistakes are allowed!"

After hearing the order, the subordinates quickly responded: "Yes!"

At this moment, the Japanese commander was already extremely anxious. He desperately mobilized most of the troops of the North China Army Group, trying to completely destroy the Eighth Route Army troops, which he regarded as a great shame, with the force of a mountain crushing an egg.

A thrilling war seems to be about to begin...

Even the staff officer was stunned when he heard the order, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

The Japanese commander knew very well that he must not fail again in this Eighth Route Army team and must not follow the old path of Yoshio Shinozuka.

Besides, this Eighth Route Army unit is not an ordinary unit.

Even a unit that has tanks can match most of the Japanese Type A divisions!

Even better than that!

The Japanese commander must win this battle.

……

Wang Lin stood in the square in the center of Heng City, looking at the bustling crowd around him with gentle eyes.

He shouted to the people in a loud and firm voice: "Fellow villagers, please don't panic! We will always be here to protect your safety and ensure your daily needs."

When the people heard his words, their originally tense mood gradually relaxed.

Afterwards, Wang Lin personally directed his soldiers to distribute the large amount of food and various daily necessities they had collected to every family in need.

These foods and items were collected from all over the place with great difficulty. Now that they could be delivered to the people and he saw the joy and gratitude on their faces, Wang Lin felt that all his efforts were worth it.

At the same time, Wang Lin also learned that Shanxi Province had sent three brigades to support him.

He was well aware of the importance of this to the current situation. After all, this was the time when the vicious Japanese devils were most eager for revenge. Having more forces joining in would undoubtedly greatly enhance his own strength.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy: "Hehehe... I say, Old Ding, it's such a pity that you didn't fight with us in Heng City this time!"

Ding Wei, who was walking nearby, was not happy when he heard this and immediately retorted, "Damn it! You're the only one who talks too much! I'm fighting pretty well over there, too, right? We each have our own battlefields and responsibilities!"

As they spoke, the two of them carried a heavy bag of rice together and strode towards the nearby relief station.

Along the way, they joked with each other from time to time, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

A long line had already formed at the entrance of the aid station, with men, women, young and old waiting in an orderly manner to receive their share of precious supplies.

Some people had anticipation in their eyes, while others were talking in low voices, expressing their gratitude to the PLA soldiers.

Wang Lin stood quietly by, watching the harmonious and beautiful scene before him, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

After countless arduous battles, Shanxi Province has finally been liberated, and remarkable results have been achieved in the entire North China region.

If things continue to develop in this way, I believe it won’t be long before the people of the whole country can usher in complete freedom and peace.

Thinking of this, Wang Lin's eyes became more determined, and he secretly vowed to redouble his efforts to achieve this great goal as soon as possible.

……

"stand at attention!"

"Take a break!"

Inside a station somewhere in North China.

The two Japanese divisions gathered here to reorganize and prepare to march towards Heng City.

"Warriors of the Empire! Now is the time for you to serve His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Now these Chinese troops are very disrespectful to our imperial soldiers! Our plan to save Greater East Asia has encountered a slight obstruction! We need your strength to resolve it!"

"We are all subjects of His Majesty the Emperor! Now! Let us charge for the victory of the Empire!"

"Yes!"

As the passionate speech ended, Japanese soldiers in khaki uniforms boarded the train with the team.

The train doors closed immediately, followed by a shrill whistle, and the train slowly started moving forward.

Heading towards Heng City.