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

"Brigade Commander, the troops have been deployed and are awaiting your orders."

In the temporary command room of the special operations brigade, Wang Lin and several regimental commanders looked at the map in front of them and formulated the next attack plan.

"understood."

Hearing his men hurriedly coming to report the battle situation, Wang Lin nodded slightly, indicating that he already knew the situation.

His deep and sharp gaze slowly swept over everyone present, finally stopping on generals such as Li Yunlong.

At this moment, Ding Wei could no longer suppress his inner anxiety. He stared at Wang Lin and asked, "Brigade Commander, how should we fight this battle?"

As he spoke, his eyes involuntarily moved to the detailed military map on the table.

Without any hesitation, Wang Lin picked up a thin bamboo pole and pointed accurately to the location marked "Bao City" on the map.

Then, he said in a calm and firm tone: "Old Ding, you lead the New 1st Regiment and the Special Warfare 1st and 2nd Regiments to attack the South Gate; Old Li, your Independent Regiment will join the New 2nd Regiment to attack the North Gate.

The remaining units launched attacks on the east and west gates respectively according to the predetermined deployment.

We don't have any complicated tactical arrangements for this battle; the only requirement is a quick victory. No delay will be tolerated!"

As soon as Wang Lin finished speaking, all the generals responded in unison: "Yes!"

Then, they all saluted Wang Lin in unison with a standard military salute, then quickly turned around and left, each rushing to the battlefield they were responsible for.

Wang Lin was very clear about the upcoming battle and must not spend too much time in Bao City.

Because at this moment, Peking and Jinzhou are already very close. If we don’t take Baoshi as soon as possible and pursue the victory, all previous efforts may be wasted.

Therefore, we must race against time no matter what, defeat the enemy completely in one fell swoop, and achieve the goal of complete victory as soon as possible.

The Kwantung Army had been crippled by themselves, and the main force returned to the Northeast for recuperation. It is estimated that this directly scared the enemy, and they will not invade for a long time in the future.

In this fleeting opportunity, we decisively decided to seize this rare gap and launch a fierce attack directly on Beijing and Jinzhou, striving to decide the outcome in one battle and win the victory in one fell swoop.

In an instant, flames of war and smoke filled the air, and the fierce battle officially began.

On the artillery positions of the Eighth Route Army, cannons roared and shells rained down on the city gate.

The huge roar was deafening, as if it was going to tear the entire city gate apart.

At the same time, the Japanese positions in the city were not spared and were subjected to round after round of fierce artillery bombardment.

Not only that, Wang Lin also had the unique idea of deploying advanced drones.

These drones shuttled through the air like ghosts, launching precision strikes on Japanese troops in the city one after another.

Each attack was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, making it impossible for the Japanese army to defend themselves.

At this moment, in the Japanese command center, the face of the Japanese brigade commander was already filled with fear.

He stared wide-eyed and horrified at the fierce battle outside the window, his heart filled with despair and helplessness.

Because at this moment he was already in a helpless situation.

To his superiors far away in Peking, he had become a chess piece that could be discarded at will and was of no value at all.

"Bakayaloo... How come these guys are so hard to deal with? What kind of mysterious weapons do these damn Eighth Route Army use?"

Faced with such a difficult battle situation, the Japanese brigade commander roared in frustration.

However, no matter how angry he was or how he cursed, he could not change the cruel reality before him. Everything was just a futile struggle.

Not long after, exciting news came - Ding Wei's new regiment successfully broke through the tight defense line on the Japanese city wall, and took the lead in leading the troops into the city like a tide.

Their morale was high and they were unstoppable, advancing towards the enemy's hinterland with unstoppable force.

"Kill these little devils for me!"

Soon after, the city walls in the other three directions were gradually defeated by the Eighth Route Army. The Japanese soldiers quickly fled and headed towards the defense line in the rear.

"Brigade Commander! We..."

The officers in the command room heard the sound of gunfire outside getting closer and closer to them, and they knew that their doomsday was approaching.

"Everyone, it's truly my honor to work with you! Goodbye!"

With a few gunshots, several more bodies appeared in the Japanese headquarters.

Soon the main force of the Eighth Route Army broke through the Japanese defense line in the inner city and successfully recaptured Baoshi.

……

"General, Bao Shi is calling."

North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters.

The subordinate handed a telegram to the Japanese commander, his eyes slightly melancholy, and the telegram trembled in his hands.

He gently picked up the teacup and took a sip of the fragrant tea. His eyes seemed to glance casually, but he accurately caught the other person's slightly trembling hands.

With just this one glance, he had a rough idea of what was going on.

"Just put the things here." He gave the order expressionlessly, his voice so flat that it seemed to be without a trace of emotion.

A subordinate came forward respectfully and carefully placed a telegram on the antique wooden table. Then he took a step back cautiously, for fear of disturbing the awe-inspiring commander in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the Japanese commander slowly stretched out his right hand, steadily picked up the telegram in front of him, and began to carefully read it word by word.

As he read deeper, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his expression became more gloomy and solemn.

Finally, when he finished reading the last line, he couldn't help but sighed deeply: "Alas..."

As expected, just as he had expected, the battle was horrific.

Bao City had actually fallen! You know, in such a short period of time, he had already lost two important cities one after another. Such a heavy loss was hard for even him to forgive.

"Hmph...without enough troops at my disposal, how can I win this war?"

Although the Japanese commander's tone remained calm, the helplessness and anger contained in it were obvious.

After saying this, he casually threw the telegram on the table, then raised his head and cast his sharp eyes on the large military map hanging on the wall.

"Next, their targets must be Peking and Jinzhou!" He stared at the two marked cities on the map and thought to himself.

He didn't need to guess at all to roughly know Wang Lin's next plan of action - at this moment, Peking had already become Wang Lin's possession, and it would be easy for him to take it into his pocket.

As for when Wang Lin plans to seize the city, it depends entirely on his personal wishes.

"Commander, we have almost no trump cards left..."

The subordinates' faces were full of sorrow, and they felt scared when they saw the Japanese commander.

Hearing this, the Japanese commander was obviously stunned and looked at the other party.

"Who said we don't have any trump cards to play?"

"Ah? Could it be that..."

Seeing the smug expression of the Japanese commander, his subordinates immediately became excited.

"Could it be that we have a secret weapon?"

"Humph……"

The Japanese commander pointed to Jinzhou City on the map and spoke.

"There are two destroyers docked at Jinzhou Harbor. The huge cannons on them can provide us with fire support. When the time comes... hehe..."

At this point, the Japanese commander's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

The heavy artillery on the battleships basically starts at 300 mm, and one shot can directly kill more than ten or twenty people.

If the Eighth Route Army really wants to attack Beijing and Jinzhou, then they should really let these things taste the power of these huge cannons!

The Japanese commander then immediately launched a defense plan for Peiping, preparing to keep Wang Lin's special operations brigade out.

……

On the other side, Wang Lin, who had just recaptured Bao City, was ordering his troops to pacify the people in the city and distribute the confiscated weapons and equipment.

"Brigade Commander, please come and take a look!" Outside the gate of the Japanese army's granary, Wang Lin, Li Yunlong and a group of people were gathered there.

Seeing that everyone had arrived at the scene, Li Yunlong reached out without hesitation and slowly pushed open the tightly closed door of the granary.

As the door opened, the scene that unfolded before them was disappointing - the huge warehouse was empty, with only a few bags of coarse grains piled pitifully in the corner, and almost nothing else.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought these little devils wouldn't even have enough food to eat. Their lives are so miserable!"

Kong Jie shook his head in disgust and kept muttering.

"Hey hey hey..."

Li Yunlong laughed with schadenfreude.

"These little Japanese guys usually have to worry about us and their own three meals a day. Now, they have nothing to worry about. Hahahaha!"

At this time, Wang Lin stepped into the granary, looked around, and continued thoughtfully.

"Judging from the current situation, the Japanese are clearly showing signs of decline! They are now unable to take care of themselves, and I guess they are not far from complete defeat!"

"Our efforts have not been in vain. The Japanese army no longer has enough food to organize an effective counterattack. Sooner or later, they will perish on their own."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Japanese army is now on the decline. They can't even supply food. What's the point of fighting a war?

"Then... Brigade Commander, where should we attack next?"

At this time, Li Yunlong stepped forward again and asked.

"Humph, you keep asking me where to fight all day long, and I haven't even made a plan yet, and the battle just ended!"

Wang Lin said with a helpless smile and patted the other person's shoulder.

The situation is now very clear. Wang Lin has not yet figured out what to do, whether to annihilate Peking and Jinzhou one by one or to attack them together.

After all, Peking is a thousand-year-old capital. It would be too hasty to attack it directly, not to mention that there are so many cultural relics inside.

If these things are damaged, I can't take the responsibility.