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

Suddenly, with a "whoosh!", a fireball shining with dazzling light shot up into the sky from the ground like an arrow.

The light of the fireball was extremely strong. In an instant, it illuminated a large area of the surrounding land. The originally pitch-black night suddenly became as bright as day.

Immediately afterwards, one flare after another was fired continuously like bright flowers blooming in the night sky, completely lighting up the endless darkness.

Every time a flare is launched into the sky, it is accompanied by a strong light, which makes the earth as bright as day. Those things hidden in the darkness are now exposed.

"The Eighth Route Army has launched an attack! Quick! Prepare for battle!"

On the Japanese position, a soldier shouted in fear at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the night sky, filled with tension and fear.

"Prepare for battle! Everyone, be alert! Don't let your guard down!"

Another man who looked like an officer also roared, his face full of anxiety. He kept waving his arms, trying to calm the soldiers down.

"Quick! Pick up your guns! Get on the wall!"

Shouts came one after another from the Japanese positions. The soldiers reacted instantly from their initial shock, their lazy state was swept away, and they quickly perked up and began to call for support in a hurry.

At this moment, a series of lights suddenly flashed on the distant horizon, as if the stars in the night sky had fallen to the earth.

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

Countless shells, like roaring steel monsters, streamed out from the artillery, bringing with them a huge roar and powerful momentum, smashing down heavily on the Japanese positions on the city walls and in the commercial city.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..." The violent explosion resounded through the sky and flames shot up into the sky.

The Japanese positions were completely destroyed under round after round of artillery fire.

The burning flames were like ferocious beasts, ruthlessly enveloping the Japanese soldiers, as if dragging them into the endless abyss of hell, where only death awaited them.

One salvo was followed by another.

The Eighth Route Army's powerful firepower coverage, like a surging tide, wave after wave, completely destroyed the fighting will of these Japanese troops.

Those Japanese soldiers who had originally tried to resist could only tremble in fear in the face of this powerful firepower, their hearts filled with despair.

"Quick! Get the soldiers in the city ready to come up for reinforcements! Hold off the Eighth Route Army's attack!"

The Japanese troops on the city wall had been torn to pieces by artillery fire and suffered heavy casualties. They could no longer hold on and could only shout for reinforcements at the top of their lungs, their voices full of helplessness and despair.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the deafening sound of artillery fire gradually subsided.

At this time, the special operations brigade's general offensive officially began.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers launched a fierce attack on the city wall in four directions like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Their morale was high, their shouts shook the sky, and they moved forward bravely without fear.

The Japanese troops on the city wall had no time to make an effective response and were directly defeated by this tidal-like offensive.

Soon, the city wall was successfully breached.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers immediately rushed in like a tide and engaged in fierce street fighting with the Japanese army in the city.

The narrow streets were filled with gunshots, explosions, and shouts of killing, and the air was filled with smoke and flames of war.

Soldiers from both sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat, fighting a desperate battle, and every inch of land was fiercely contested.

"General! General! The Eighth Route Army is attacking Shangshi! Their main forces are all in Shangshi!"

At this time, in the headquarters of the Japanese Central China Task Force, a communications soldier looked panicked and hurried to Inoue Taro's room. He reported the news of the special operations brigade's attack on the commercial city to the other party as quickly as possible.

Hearing this, Inoue Taro was as if struck by an electric current and suddenly woke up from his half-asleep state.

He opened his eyes wide in fear, staring at the signalman, his mouth slightly open, wanting to make some sound, but his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't speak for a long time.

After a long while, Inoue Taro finally reacted. His voice trembled as he asked anxiously, "What's the current situation of the battle?"

As he spoke, he hurriedly put on his clothes, preparing to go to the conference room to hold an emergency meeting in an attempt to deal with Wang Lin's special operations brigade.

"The Eighth Route Army's offensive was extremely fierce. The defenses on the city wall have been breached. Now the Eighth Route Army has entered the city and is engaging in street fighting."

The signalman answered quickly, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Upon hearing the news, Inoue Taro was stunned and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he knew very well in his heart that the business city might not be saved.

But he still pretended to be calm and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and hold a meeting! Call all those officers over! Quick! It must be quick!"

After saying that, he hurried towards the meeting room, his steps hurried and flustered.

However, at this time in the commercial city, the soldiers of the special operations brigade were like sharp daggers and had successfully pushed the front line to the outskirts of the Japanese command headquarters.

It can be said that the commercial city has been successfully occupied.

"We can't hold on any longer... Send a message to General Inoue quickly! The commercial city has fallen! It has fallen!" A Japanese division commander shouted at the top of his lungs, his face full of despair and unwillingness.

"Boom!" Just after he gave the last order, a grenade exploded next to him, instantly engulfing him in flames.

At this point, the Japanese troops in Shangshi were successfully wiped out, and the once bustling battlefield was now filled with smoke and dead silence.

"Brigade Commander, Shangshi has been taken." At this time, Wang Lin was standing outside the city, looking at the Shangshi City filled with thick smoke, feeling delighted.

This city, which had been occupied by the Japanese army for a long time, finally returned to the hands of the people thanks to their efforts.

"Tell Li Yunlong and the others to hurry and clean up the battlefield, appease the people in the city, reorganize the troops, and then immediately march to the train station!"

Wang Lin gave orders quickly, his eyes firm and sharp. He knew very well that there could be no slackness at this moment and he had to make a concerted effort to continue to advance the strategic goals.

"Yes!" The messenger took the order and left, quickly conveying the brigade commander's order.

Wang Lin did not dare to delay for a moment at this moment. He knew that the opportunity to fight was fleeting, and he had to achieve the strategic goal quickly while the Japanese army had no time to react.

On the other side, Inoue Taro had just entered the conference room and had not yet had time to sit down when the signalman hurriedly reported to him the news that the commercial city had completely fallen.

"Hmm... I understand." Inoue Taro suppressed his inner anger and shock, and his heart gradually calmed down, and his previous irritability gradually dissipated.

After all, things have developed to this point. He understands that now he can only calm down and think about what to do next.

"Everyone, the commercial city has fallen." Inoue Taro took a deep breath and said loudly.

When these words were spoken, all the Japanese officers present were shocked, and their faces were full of disbelief.

They had no idea that the Eighth Route Army's combat capability would be so strong that they could capture a city with a garrison of nearly 30,000 people in just a few hours.

That was an impregnable commercial city, it fell in an instant!

At this time, the entire conference room was filled with discussions. The officers were enthusiastically discussing the combat capabilities and combat level of the Eighth Route Army. Everyone's face was filled with worry and anxiety.

Inoue Taro took a deep breath, looked at them solemnly, and shouted: "Quiet! Now is not the time for us to discuss this!

The most important thing now is how we can completely wipe out this Eighth Route Army unit!

Instead of thinking about something else!" His voice echoed in the conference room, full of majesty, making the originally noisy conference room quiet instantly.

Then, he came to the map, stretched out his finger, pointed at the railway line on the map, and said: "Now the goal of this Eighth Route Army is very clear, that is to quickly attack Zheng City through the railway!

So we must eradicate them wherever they must go!"

After saying that, Inoue Taro began to decisively issue orders, asking the troops to prepare to intercept Wang Lin's special operations brigade.

"The troops from Pu City and Zhou City will immediately advance towards the railway line and blow up the tracks upon reaching their destination to prevent the Eighth Route Army from advancing further!"

"Yes!" The officers took the order and left, quickly conveying Inoue Taro's order.

As the order was issued, the Japanese troops in the two cities immediately took action and advanced rapidly towards the railway line from Shangshi to Zhengshi.

Their footsteps were hurried and heavy, as if they wanted to vent all their anger and unwillingness in the upcoming battle.

At this time, the special operations brigade soldiers had successfully boarded the train at the train station.

Accompanied by the long and loud sound of the train whistle, the train slowly started.

The soldiers' eyes were determined and full of fighting spirit. They knew that there were more difficult tasks waiting for them ahead.

At this time, Wang Lin used drones to carefully investigate the deployment of Japanese troops around Zheng City.

At this moment, he discovered that Japanese troops were moving rapidly towards the railway line from the north and south.

It was obvious that this pincer attack was aimed at them.

So, Wang Lin had an idea and decided to attack the Japanese troops at their ambush points, catching them off guard.

"Old Li and Old Ding, come here!" Wang Lin immediately called Li Yunlong and Ding Wei over and told them his plan in detail.

"The Japanese now have two divisions heading towards us from the north and south. Your two units will destroy them respectively.

Our main force will continue to attack the commercial city, and after destroying the Japanese reinforcements, we will immediately reunite with the main force!"

Wang Lin looked at them firmly, his tone full of trust and expectation.

"Yes!" Li Yunlong and Ding Wei answered without hesitation, their eyes flashing with excitement and fighting spirit, and they were full of confidence in the upcoming battle.

After receiving the news, the Independent Regiment and the New 1st Regiment immediately rushed towards the Japanese army's route.

The main force of the special operations brigade slowed down to deliberately attract the attention of the Japanese army. A thrilling battle was about to begin.

Soon, Japanese reinforcements arrived at the designated location.

They acted quickly, carefully hiding their bodies, and prepared to launch a surprise attack on the Eighth Route Army.

"Division Commander! The Eighth Route Army troops are about to arrive! They are ten kilometers away from us!" A scout hurried over to report.

"Yoshi! Soldiers must hide well! Don't expose yourself! Then we can wipe out these Eighth Route Army soldiers!"

The Japanese division commander had a smug smile on his face, as if victory was already in his grasp.

"Yes!" The soldiers took the order and left, nervously waiting for the arrival of the Eighth Route Army.

At this time, in the distance, Li Yunlong and Ding Wei were staring at the two waves of devils respectively. Their faces were full of confidence and fighting spirit, like two cheetahs lurking in the dark, ready to give the enemy a fatal surprise.