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

On the smoke-filled battlefield, a soldier hurriedly came to Li Yunlong with a nervous and somewhat excited look.

He stood at attention and reported in a loud and clear voice: "Commander, the brigade commander is ready, and our soldiers are all ready!"

Li Yunlong crossed his arms, looked into the distance with a determined gaze, and asked calmly, "Is Ding Wei ready?"

"Captain Ding is ready too!" the soldier responded quickly.

"That's good, as long as Ding Wei doesn't hold us back!"

Hearing that everything was ready, Li Yunlong's face, which was originally as tense as steel, finally showed a smile, as if the warm sun in winter dispelled some of the tense atmosphere.

"Launch the attack in one minute!" Li Yunlong's voice was like a loud bell, echoing in the air with unquestionable majesty.

"Yes!" The soldier answered decisively and turned around to quickly convey the order.

In an instant, the Eighth Route Army soldiers immediately entered combat status. Each of them had a firm look in their eyes and held their weapons tightly in their hands, like a group of tigers about to go into battle, ready to go.

As the scheduled time arrived precisely, a deafening sound of artillery rolled in from the distant sky. The sound seemed like the roar of the earth and the prelude to war.

Immediately afterwards, countless artillery shells fell like meteors from the sky, carrying the breath of death, and smashed heavily towards the Japanese positions.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Violent explosions rang out one after another, flames shot up into the sky, and the entire Japanese position was instantly enveloped in flames and smoke.

"What happened!" a Japanese soldier shouted in horror, his voice sounding so small and helpless amid the explosion.

"What the hell is going on! Why were we attacked!" Another soldier fled in panic, his face full of fear and confusion.

"Quick! Cover yourself! Hurry up!" The Japanese officers shouted at the top of their lungs, trying to organize an effective defense, but everything seemed so futile.

The Japanese soldiers were stunned and completely confused by the sudden and fierce bombing.

They had no idea what was going on and who was attacking them.

In this chaos, they were like a group of headless flies, running around in a panic.

At this time, in another part of the battlefield, seeing that the attack had been successfully launched, Wang Lin decisively ordered: "The train will move forward quickly and head towards Zheng City!" The voice was firm and powerful, like a horn on the battlefield.

As the fierce bombing gradually subsided, the battlefield was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers held their submachine guns tightly, with determination flashing in their eyes. They lined up neatly, waiting for further orders from their superiors, ready to launch a final charge against the Japanese troops who had been baptized by artillery fire.

"The artillery... has stopped?" A Japanese soldier cautiously poked his head out, his voice trembling, and it was obvious that he had not fully recovered from the fear just now.

However, just when they had come to their senses, the Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed towards the Japanese positions like a surging tide, shouting.

"Da da da!" In an instant, fierce gunfire suddenly rang out, and the sound seemed to be the prelude to victory.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers were unstoppable and broke through the Japanese army's seemingly solid defense line with overwhelming force.

The submachine guns in their hands spewed flames, beating the Japanese soldiers into fleeing in panic, in great pain.

"Quick! We're being attacked by the Eighth Route Army! Send a message to General Inoue! Quick!"

The Japanese division commander, who had come to his senses, was terrified, and his voice became a little hoarse due to nervousness.

He knew very well that the situation was critical and could only hope that Taro Inoue could send reinforcements.

At this time, in the Japanese command headquarters, Inoue Taro received an urgent message from the Japanese division commander.

"General! Our troops were attacked by the Eighth Route Army!" The Japanese communicator looked panicked and hurriedly delivered the telegram to Taro Inoue and reported the bad news to him.

Hearing this, Inoue Taro's whole body shook violently, as if he was struck by an electric current.

His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. He immediately reached out to snatch the telegram and examined it carefully in his hand.

"Surrounded..." Inoue Taro stared and read the contents of the document carefully word by word, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

He seemed unable to believe that the Eighth Route Army, which he once considered vulnerable, could actually launch such a fierce attack.

Then, he quickly came to the huge map, frowned, and carefully checked the deployment situation on it.

His fingers moved quickly across the map, trying to find a solution.

However, after some thought, he did not dare to send reinforcements easily.

He knew in his heart that the main force of the Eighth Route Army must still be rushing towards Zheng City, so he must not send reinforcements easily, otherwise Zheng City's defense line would be in jeopardy.

"No, we must shrink the defense line and protect the safety of Zheng City!" Inoue Taro's voice was low and firm, as if he was cheering himself up.

After saying this, he immediately gave the order in a loud and unquestionable voice: "Order the defenders of Luo City, Xu City, and Xin City to move quickly to Zheng City! Protect Zheng City's transportation hub with all your strength!

We must not allow the Eighth Route Army to capture Zheng City!"

"Yes!" The officers answered in unison and then took quick action.

Following Inoue Taro's order, Japanese military officials at all levels immediately began to get busy, just like soldiers who had received an emergency assembly whistle.

Soon, Inoue Taro's order was transmitted to various Japanese defense zones like radio waves.

Immediately afterwards, the cities named responded immediately and sent reinforcements to Zheng City. For a time, the roads were dusty and the Japanese troops were hurried on their way.

At this time, the Japanese troops who went to ambush the main force of the special operations brigade had been completely wiped out by Li Yunlong and Ding Wei's clever tactics and brave attacks.

On the battlefield, only the remnants of the Japanese army and the devastation were left.

At this time, the main force of the special operations brigade was only more than 50 kilometers away from Zheng City, and there was an open market in front of them.

Although this city is not big, it has become a stumbling block in the special operations brigade's path forward.

At this time, there was only one brigade of Japanese troops defending Kaishi.

Kong Jie came to Wang Lin and asked with concern, "Brigade Commander, should we go around it? Wouldn't it be a waste of time to fight like this?"

His eyes revealed worry. After all, it would take a lot of time to attack Kaishi with all his strength. In addition, the Japanese reinforcements were rushing towards Zhengshi. Time had become extremely precious for them.

Wang Lin did not answer in a hurry. He frowned slightly and fell into a brief contemplation.

Previously, he had discovered through drones that three divisions would be sent to Zheng City for defense. Obviously, Taro Inoue wanted to delay him in this way.

Fortunately, Li Yunlong and Ding Wei eliminated the Japanese troops who had ambushed them in time and were able to rush over to provide support immediately.

"Old Kong, your New Second Regiment will capture the market as soon as it opens. This task is a bit arduous, but time waits for no one. We must seize the moment and capture the market!"

As Wang Lin spoke, he patted Kong Jie on the shoulder, his eyes full of trust and expectation.

"Don't worry, Commander. It's easy for me to defeat a whole brigade of Japanese soldiers!"

Kong Jie smiled confidently and accepted the task assigned by Wang Lin without hesitation.

Afterwards, he led his subordinates and rushed towards the market like an arrow.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin used a drone to launch a wave of precise fire strikes on the Japanese positions in Kai City.

The drones were seen circling in the sky, launching missiles one after another, launching fierce attacks on the Japanese fortifications and firepower points.

In this way, Kong Jie's new second regiment will be able to reduce some combat pressure when attacking.

"Report to the general! Kaishi was bombarded by heavy firepower from the Eighth Route Army! The casualties are very serious now! They are requesting support now!" The news that Kaishi was attacked spread quickly to Inoue Taro's ears as if it had wings.

However, when he heard that they would be sent to support the opening of the market, Inoue Taro instantly became excited, his eyes widened like copper bells, and he shouted loudly: "Absolutely no support!

We must let the troops in Kaishi fight a war of attrition with the Eighth Route Army! We must wear them down and buy us an opportunity!"

His voice echoed in the command center, full of madness and determination.

Hearing what Inoue Taro said, the other officers were stunned where they were, as if they were under a spell.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion and shock.

"Could it be that... they are just useless and are sacrificed?" At this time, one of the subordinates spoke tremblingly, looking at Inoue Taro in front of him with empty eyes, and there was a hint of despair in his voice.

"This is war! Their sacrifice can bring us huge benefits!

This is their honor! His Majesty the Emperor will take note of their contributions!" Inoue Taro brainwashed his subordinates again, trying to completely unify their thoughts.

In his eyes, the lives of those soldiers seemed just chips in the war.

In this way, the Japanese troops in the market became consumables to defend the market from the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

On the cruel stage of war, no one knows who will be the ultimate winner and who will become the sacrificial pawn.

At this time, Li Yunlong and Ding Wei, who were originally in the rear, led the team in the rear and caught up with the main force like two fast-moving arrows.

Their morale was high and they were ready to concentrate their firepower to directly push down the "mountain" of Kaishi that was blocking their way.

With the army approaching the city, Wang Lin quickly made battle deployments.

His command was as smooth as an arm's finger, and all the troops took action quickly.

Accompanied by the fierce fire of the special operations brigade's artillery, the deafening sound of the artillery seemed like a charge horn, and the army immediately launched a fierce attack on Kaishi.

In just two hours, the special operations brigade had already stormed into the city like a tiger descending from the mountains.

They engaged in a fierce battle with the Japanese troops who were protecting the command center in the city. The shouts of killing and the sounds of gunfire were intertwined, and the whole city seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.

"General! Kaishi has been captured by the Eighth Route Army! Zhengshi..." Inside the Japanese headquarters, a signalman ran in with a panicked look on his face to report.

Inoue Taro stared at the map on the table, sweat slowly sliding down his forehead and dripping onto the cold ground.

He couldn't believe that only two hours had passed and the market had already collapsed.

A voice kept echoing in his mind: "Is this still the Eighth Route Army I know?"

The Eighth Route Army, which he once considered weak, is now unstoppable. Almost half of Henan Province has been captured by Wang Lin's special operations brigade.