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

"Bakayalu! Hide! Quick!"

When the Japanese division commander saw the Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly appear on both sides of the mountain stream, he immediately became panicked.

I didn’t expect that what I thought in my heart would become a reality now!

"Division Commander! Come here quickly! Take cover!"

The chief of staff pulled the division commander and came behind a huge rock in the hail of bullets to withstand the firepower of the Eighth Route Army.

"Baga, I didn't expect Jin Haoran to actually set up an ambush here! Damn it!"

The chief of staff couldn't help but curse, then he pulled out the pistol from his waist and started fighting back.

But the small pistol in his hand posed no threat to the Eighth Route Army at all and could only vent his inner anger.

Seeing his troops suffering heavy casualties, the Japanese division commander instantly became furious.

"Damn it! These guys are going to kill the Eighth Route Army! Where are the tanks? Cough up the phlegm and kill them!"

The Japanese division commander waved his arms like crazy and ordered the tank troops in the rear to fire back at the Eighth Route Army positions in the mountain stream, trying to destroy the Eighth Route Army with these steel weapons.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Accompanied by a deafening roar that seemed to tear the air apart, the sound of the tank's huge engine came from far away.

When everyone looked closely, they saw a number of Japanese Type 97 tanks coming up rapidly from behind with great momentum.

These steel behemoths bared their fangs and claws, showing off their might, as if they wanted to crush everything in front of them under their heavy tracks.

The 37mm caliber cannon pointed darkly forward, like the mouth of a ferocious beast, ready to spit out deadly flames at any time.

The armor, which is only a dozen millimeters thick, looks like an indestructible fortress at this moment, giving people an unshakable feeling.

However, for the battle-hardened Eighth Route Army troops, such equipment was simply a huge joke.

"Fire quickly! Shoot!" The Japanese division commander stood on one of the tanks, waving his saber and hysterically ordered the tanks to open fire.

In an instant, only dull loud noises were heard one after another, and shells were shot out like meteors, dragging long tails of flames, and rushed straight towards the new regiment's position on the mountain stream.

In the blink of an eye, the shells slammed heavily into the position, instantly triggering a series of earth-shaking explosions.

Flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in smoke.

However, disappointingly, the power of this 37mm caliber gun is too limited.

Although the shells kept hitting the targets, they did not cause any substantial damage other than stirring up some dust and gravel.

"Damn it! These damned Japs actually dared to use tanks?!"

Ding Wei widened his eyes and stared at the Japanese soldiers below who were still using tanks to fight stubbornly, and his heart was burning with anger.

He knew very well that if he could not suppress the enemy's arrogance in time, the battle would become extremely difficult.

"Quick! Send someone down with a bazooka to show those little tanks! Let's see who's the father and who's the son!"

"Yes!"

Following Ding Wei's order, a group of soldiers immediately carried bazookas and secretly came to the side and rear of the Japanese tanks.

Then he immediately loaded the ammunition and aimed the rocket launcher at the Japanese tank that was still firing.

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a huge explosion, which scared the Japanese army.

I saw my tank was burning with flames, and the tank turret had been shot more than ten meters away.

What he saw before his eyes was no longer the majestic and indestructible steel behemoth, but a pile of broken, twisted and deformed scrap metal.

The Japanese division commander stared at the burning tank with wide eyes and astonishment, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't utter a word.

All that was heard were a few deafening "Boom! Boom! Boom!" noises. In an instant, the other three tanks were hit one after another like lit powder barrels, causing extremely violent explosions.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, and the raging flames produced by the explosion of the three tanks were like a ferocious fire dragon, instantly illuminating the entire valley as bright as day.

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky accompanied by billowing smoke, soaring into the vast sky at an astonishing speed.

Looking at the wreckage of tanks that had turned into ruins, the Japanese division commander was so shocked that he was stunned and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

He could never have imagined that the tank unit he was so proud of would be so vulnerable and unable to fight back against the enemy.

He didn't even have the chance to fire a few shots in return before being sent to his death so easily.

"Damn it..." At this moment, all the tanks had been completely destroyed and turned into a charred wasteland.

The once arrogant division commander clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with despair and anger.

Having lost the powerful ace force of tanks, he knew that it was almost impossible to turn the tide of the battle.

The Japanese division commander watched the Eighth Route Army madly pouring fire on his troops, like a lamb to be slaughtered waiting for death.

"Division Commander! We..."

The chief of staff had suffered injuries of varying degrees at this time, and he looked at the Japanese division commander with great anticipation, hoping that he would come up with some way to turn the tide of the battle.

But given the current situation, even if someone comes, there is almost nothing they can do.

"Retreat."

The Japanese division commander looked at the chief of staff blankly and said these three words.

Hearing this, the chief of staff looked at the other party in disbelief.

"Division Commander, do we have no chance?"

"Retreat. If we don't retreat, our entire army will be wiped out."

The chief of staff gasped and wanted to say something in rebuttal, but he hesitated.

"Yes!"

In desperation, he could only order the troops to retreat.

But just as these Japanese soldiers who were about to escape from the sea of suffering turned around and wanted to leave, suddenly fierce gunfire sounded behind them.

"Damn it! The Eighth Route Army is surrounding us from behind!"

"Quick! Get out! We can't let them trap us!"

"Damn it! The firepower of these Eighth Route Army soldiers is too strong! We can't get out!"

……

Faced with the Eighth Route Army troops blocking the Japanese army's retreat like a human, the Japanese soldiers panicked instantly, and many of them began to run out like crazy.

He fantasized that he could break through the Eighth Route Army's defense line.

But this is always a fantasy.

When these mortal bodies were exposed to the muzzles of guns, the bullets hit their flesh at high speed, penetrated the entire body, and shattered all the internal organs into mud.

They fell down one by one.

The Japanese division commander stood on a high place and looked around. He saw dense enemy troops all around him, forming an iron wall like a solid wall, making it impossible for them to escape.

His eyes were wide open, his face full of fear and despair, and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead.

At this moment, he knew that he was in a desperate situation and could not escape this web of death no matter what.

The division commander felt helpless in the face of the order issued by Tanaka Kazuo, as he knew that this mission was doomed to fail.

The chief of staff standing by was as pale as paper, his eyes full of guilt and self-blame.

He slowly walked up to the Japanese division commander, bowed deeply, and said in a trembling voice: "Division Commander, I'm...I'm sorry! It's my incompetence that I failed to stop you from making such a big mistake, which led to the current situation!"

After saying that, the chief of staff suddenly raised the pistol in his hand, pointed it at his temple without hesitation, and pulled the trigger resolutely.

Only the sound of a gunshot rang out, breaking the silence of the battlefield.

This was followed by several consecutive loud noises, and the whole scene became chaotic.

This once invincible Japanese division eventually collapsed and was completely wiped out under the powerful offensive of the New 1st Regiment.

"Captain! We actually wiped out this entire division of these little devils in one fell swoop! This is so satisfying! We've finally lived up to our brigade commander's high expectations!"

A soldier ran up to Ding Wei with excitement on his face, dancing with excitement.

Ding Wei laughed heartily, patted the soldier on the shoulder proudly, and said loudly: "Hahahaha! That's right! Our New 1st Regiment never lets people down!

Hurry and report this good news to the brigade commander, act quickly!"

"Yes!" The soldier saluted, turned around and ran away, eager to pass on the joy of victory.

At the same time, in the Japanese military headquarters in the distant Ji City, Kazuo Tanaka was anxiously waiting for battle reports from the front line.

When he learned that the 69th Division was surrounded and in danger, the anger in his heart instantly burned like a volcanic eruption.

He slammed the table in anger and roared, "Baga! What the hell happened to these losers? They were beaten so badly by the enemy!"

But he didn't know that the 69th Division had been completely surrounded and annihilated by the New st Regiment.

After losing contact with the 69th Division, he no longer had any idea of the other side's situation.

"Commander, should we send troops to support the 69th Division?"

At this time, the Chief of Staff of the Lu Army stepped forward and asked tentatively.

I saw Tanaka Kazuo breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on Ji City on the map, without saying a word.

Seeing the other party like this, the chief of staff understood what was going on, but didn't say much.

"We absolutely cannot send troops to support them now! The main force of the Eighth Route Army is watching us outside the city! As soon as we leave the city, they will attack Ji City!"

In fact, what Tanaka Kazuo was always worried about was the main force of the special operations brigade outside the city.

He was afraid that if his troops in the city were transferred, the enemy would take the opportunity to seize Ji City.

He didn't dare to take such a risky gamble.

It's just that he underestimated the capabilities of Wang Lin's Special Operations Brigade.

At this time, Wang Lin had already sent Li Yunlong's independent regiment to attack Liao City.

There is only one Japanese brigade left in the city, so it is completely sufficient to let the independent regiment take over as a combat unit.