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

"Hurry! Row faster! We'll soon reach the shore!"

The Japanese squad leader stood at the front of the boat, shouting at the top of his lungs. His face was full of anxiety, and sweat kept coming out of his forehead, mixing with the sea water carried by the sea breeze and sliding down his cheeks.

He waved his arms, as if that would give the soldiers some strength.

"Try harder! Faster!"

Another Japanese soldier also shouted, his arm muscles tensed, and he used all his strength to row the oars. His arms trembled slightly from the excessive force, but his eyes revealed a crazy desire to survive.

"Damn it! I'm so tired! I'm so tired!"

A Japanese soldier was breathing heavily, his voice full of fatigue and despair. His movements were already slow and he seemed like he would collapse in the boat at any moment.

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At this time, the surviving Japanese soldiers on the battleship were rowing their small boats, struggling to head towards Bluebird Port on the rough sea.

The waves kept hitting the boat, and the splashing water soaked their clothes and made them feel freezing cold, but they didn't care about that and just wanted to get ashore as soon as possible.

Finally, after paddling for an unknown amount of time, the Japanese soldiers at the front saw the outline of the shore, became excited, and successfully reached the shore.

They jumped out of the boat impatiently and rushed towards the shore, one foot deep and one foot shallow. Some even fell in the shallows, but quickly got up and continued running, shouting, "Baga... finally up!"

But before they could be happy for long, a group of figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

They saw densely packed gun muzzles pointed at them. The black muzzles looked like the mouths of death, emitting a chilling aura.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers had been waiting here for a long time. They stood tall and straight, their eyes determined, pointing their guns at the Japanese troops and shouting at them to surrender: "Surrender your weapons and you will not be killed!"

"Oh shit……"

The Japanese soldiers' faces turned pale in an instant, the weapons in their hands slipped powerlessly, their shoulders drooped, and their eyes were full of despair and unwillingness. In desperation, these Japanese soldiers who had just landed became prisoners of the special operations brigade.

In this battle, the Eighth Route Army Special Operations Brigade won a great victory, directly killing a large number of Japanese combat troops in Shandong Province, and also captured reinforcements coming from the mainland.

At this time, Wang Lin was in the limelight. His name was praised by the soldiers in the army and he became a hero in everyone's mind.

This victory news soon reached the Eighth Route Army headquarters.

The deputy commander-in-chief took the telegram, his face filled with an irrepressible smile. He walked quickly into the command room, placed the telegram in front of the commander-in-chief, and said with a grin, "This Wang Lin is really fierce now!"

"Oh? What good news is this?"

The commander-in-chief turned his head, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to pick up the telegram beside him and examined it carefully.

As he read deeper, his eyes widened and the excitement on his face became more obvious.

"Wow! They're about to take over Shandong Province! And they've captured a large number of Japanese soldiers!"

"We need to hurry up and get them to transport the prisoners from the front. We must not waste any time."

At this time, the deputy commander-in-chief suggested from the side. He frowned slightly, and his eyes revealed his caution and attention to the subsequent work.

"Of course. Shandong Province has basically been stabilized now. The next step is for Wang Lin and his men to move on to Henan, Hubei, Hunan and other places. There are a lot of Japanese soldiers there, and they are all elite. More importantly..."

The commander-in-chief paused for a moment, his eyes sharpening. "Even the Nationalist troops have begun to fight for territory there. We must seize the opportunity and absolutely cannot let them develop freely."

The deputy commander nodded, and then ordered his subordinates to send a message to Wang Lin immediately, urging him to hurry up and carry out the next plan.

In response to this victory, the commander-in-chief decided to commend the special operations brigade throughout the army as a sign of encouragement, allowing the entire army to learn from this advanced unit and inspire more soldiers to fight bravely.

After receiving the news, Wang Lin did not dare to slack off at all, and immediately began to prepare to attack the last two cities in Jiaodong.

"Brigade Commander, the troops have been assembled."

Li Yunlong strode to Wang Lin, with a straight posture, and reported to him in a loud voice.

"Alright, we'll set off in ten minutes. Divide into two groups and attack Yan City and Wei City. We must fight quickly and decisively, and absolutely do not linger!"

Wang Lin spoke with a firm look in his eyes and a decisive tone.

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong saluted with a standard military salute, turned around and quickly conveyed the order.

After Wang Lin gave the order, he began to think about the subsequent combat plan.

He knew very well that the railway lines in central China were very developed and could achieve rapid transportation and transfer of troops, so fighting for large cities and key transportation areas became his first choice.

He found a map and carefully studied the terrain and Japanese troop deployment in central China, circling and dotting on the map with a pencil in his hand.

At this time, the special operations brigade began to advance towards the last two Japanese-occupied cities in Shandong Province in two routes.

Along the way, the soldiers were in high spirits, their steps were firm, and their weapons gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

"Captain! The Eighth Route Army is almost reaching our defense zone! Should we... retreat?"

A Japanese signalman ran to the Japanese regiment commander in a panic, reporting in a trembling voice, his face full of fear.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately! Damn it... We can't defeat these Eighth Route Army soldiers!"

The Japanese regiment commander's face was pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead. His voice was filled with panic and helplessness. As he spoke, he was busy packing up the documents.

He wanted to contact the Japanese troops in another city to cover his retreat, but the Japanese defenders on the other end of the phone were unwilling to do so. They wanted to die together with these Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Due to the loss of the head of command, the only three remaining regiments in the two cities had completely different opinions and serious disagreements, which also caused significant damage to the command system.

Soon the special operations brigade reached Yan City and Wei City, surrounding the two cities.

The Japanese soldiers looked at the turbulent sea behind them and then at the Eighth Route Army in front of them who were ready for battle. Their hearts were filled with despair. They had nowhere to escape.

"Brigade Commander, the troops are ready and can launch an attack at any time!"

The communicator from the front line came running to report, his voice full of excitement and anticipation.

After the troops were ready, Wang Lin no longer waited. He waved his hand and immediately ordered the entire army to launch an attack, giving these Japanese devils no time to think.

Accompanied by deafening artillery sounds, the entire army's artillery fired a salvo at this moment, and the shells bombarded the Japanese positions in the two cities like meteors.

In an instant, the entire city was engulfed in flames, explosions rang out one after another, and the bodies and debris of Japanese soldiers were everywhere. The entire position was completely enveloped in this fierce explosion, and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air.

When the bombing stopped, the Eighth Route Army soldiers began a general offensive like a tiger descending from the mountain.

They shouted slogans and rushed into the city like a tide, breaking through the Japanese defense lines with overwhelming force and quickly and successfully attacking the Japanese headquarters in the city.

The soldiers kicked open the door of the command center, cut down the Japanese flag, held up the Eighth Route Army flag high, and declared the successful liberation of the two cities.

These battles also allowed Wang Lin to gain a large amount of military merit and weapons and equipment, especially a large number of tanks, which will further enhance the combat team's capabilities.

Wang Lin then properly kept these weapons and equipment and placed them in the Japanese army warehouse, waiting for subsequent deployment and use by the Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Since they were about to move to the combat site, and the central China region had convenient transportation and well-developed railway lines, Wang Lin decided to purchase more drones for reconnaissance so that subsequent combat intelligence information could be obtained more quickly.

After sorting out the situation in the city, the special operations brigade came to Jeju City for preparation and was about to open up a new battlefield.

Inside the operations room, Wang Lin put the cigarette in his hand to his mouth and took a puff, frowning as he looked at the battle map in front of him, thinking about his next plan in his mind.

In the smoke, his eyes were focused and deep, as if he could see through the enemy's deployment through the map.

At this time, Li Yunlong and other officers were surrounding them, also waiting for Wang Lin's instructions.

With expectation and trust on their faces, they stood quietly by, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing the brigade commander's thoughts.

"The Japanese forces in Henan Province are mainly scattered in the south and west, while Zheng City in the central part is a strategic location, and there are not many Japanese troops guarding it, so I decided to attack Zheng City first."

Wang Lin pointed at the map and spoke clearly, "After we capture Zheng City, we will immediately recapture the surrounding cities through the railway network and catch them off guard."

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, with expressions of admiration on their faces.

At this time, Li Yunlong pointed to the side and said, "Brigade Commander, those Nationalist troops who were previously in Zhongtiao Mountain are still fighting the Japanese in western Henan. We must hurry up, otherwise, if those Nationalist troops know the situation, they will definitely compete with us for territory and military merits!"

Li Yunlong thought of the National Army in Zhongtiao Mountain before, frowned slightly, and expressed his worries.

"Of course, this is also a problem, but it seems that their national army is not yet capable of taking over too many cities at once, so the advantage is still on our side."

Wang Lin patiently explained the situation and then told the others to rest assured.

His tone was calm and full of confidence, which made everyone around him feel a lot more at ease.

Seeing that no one else had any other questions, Wang Lin continued to explain his plan.

"After recovering Henan Province, we will continue to move south. Wuchang, as a heavy industrial city, is a city that both the enemy and us want to fight for. Therefore, we will have a major battle in Wuchang. Finally, after recovering Hubei Province, we will continue to move south and fight against the Japanese troops in Hunan Province.

In the end, we will go down the river to Wuchang, capture Nanjing, and finally besiege Shanghai, completely wiping out the Japanese troops in East China! "

His voice became more and more passionate, as if he had seen the dawn of victory. The officers present were also infected by his emotions, their eyes flashing with excitement, and they were full of anticipation for the future battles.