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

"General! The Eighth Route Army is attacking! They're attacking!"

The Japanese signalman was in a panic, and even the sound of his boots on the ground seemed messy and hurried. He almost broke open the door of the combat command room and rushed in to report the urgent military information of Li Yunlong and his men's attack on the Dabie Mountains defense zone to Inoue Taro.

"I know they're attacking! What are you making such a fuss about? Haven't they already sent reinforcements to Sui City?"

Inoue Taro's face was full of impatience, his brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character, his eyes were flashing with annoyance, and he glanced at the signalman and said.

His mind was still immersed in the previous discussion about the battle situation in Sui City, and he didn't pay any attention to what the signalman was talking about.

"No! General, it's not there! It's Dabie Mountains! The Eighth Route Army is attacking Dabie Mountains!"

The signalman gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently as he repeated in panic, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his eyes full of anxiety and fear.

Upon hearing this, Inoue Taro was instantly frozen in place as if under a spell, and his arms, which were originally swinging freely, suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned his head and stared at the signalman, his eyes wide open, as if he could see through him. His mouth opened and closed, and he said with difficulty: "What did you say? Say it again?!"

"The Eighth Route Army... is attacking the Dabie Mountains!"

The signalman swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.

Inoue Taro rushed to the huge battle map as if he had been electrocuted, his body trembling slightly with shock and anger.

His eyes were fixed on the location of Dabie Mountains on the map, and his lips trembled slightly. He really couldn't believe that Dabie Mountains were actually attacked by the Eighth Route Army!

"How many troops does the enemy have?"

Inoue Taro tried his best to calm himself, but his voice was still trembling.

"Well... we don't know yet... but their firepower is incredibly strong! From the looks of it, they must be the main force!"

The signalman answered cautiously, lowering his head, not daring to look Inoue Taro in the eye.

Taro Inoue's eyes swept back and forth between Dabie Mountains and Sui City, as if looking for some flaws. Finally, he understood the Eighth Route Army's combat intentions.

"Damn it! These guys are so insidious and cunning! Beyond the Dabie Mountains is Wuchang!"

He slammed his fist on the table, causing the papers on it to rustle.

"We can't let this go on! Hurry and get the defenders of Xin City back to defend! Back to Wuchang! Quick! We have to hurry!"

Inoue Taro's voice became sharp with anxiety, and he waved his arms as if to drive away the panic in his heart.

"Yes!"

The signalman immediately turned around and ran out to convey the order.

Taro Inoue immediately ordered a division stationed in Xin City to march to Wuchang to provide support, fearing that this group of Eighth Route Army would really turn around and attack Wuchang directly.

Meanwhile, the Japanese on the western front had been completely pinned down by Wang Lin's troops, unable to escape. Two divisions, plus one on standby, were pinned down, unable to provide support to Wuchang.

Li Yunlong and Ding Wei launched a fierce attack on the Japanese defense line in Dabie Mountains.

The soldiers shouted and charged like tigers descending from the mountains, pouring volleys of bullets towards the Japanese positions. Soon, the Japanese troops were completely overwhelmed and their positions were in chaos.

"Damn it! Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

The Japanese commander was so anxious that he was furious, veins bulged on his face and he roared loudly.

"Damn it! These Eighth Route Army soldiers are coming! Our firepower can't stand up to them!"

The Japanese soldiers were panicked and their voices were full of despair.

At this time, the Eighth Route Army soldiers had rushed up under dense artillery fire, with submachine guns in their hands spewing flames as they continuously fired at the Japanese army, making it impossible for the Japanese army to raise their heads to fight back.

Under the overwhelming offensive of the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese defense line gradually collapsed. Unable to withstand it any longer, they had to retreat.

However, facing such a large number of troops, Li Yunlong and Ding Wei would never let these fleeing Japanese soldiers go, and continued to order the soldiers to hunt them down. "Don't let any of them go! Chase them relentlessly!"

Li Yunlong brandished his Mauser pistol and roared loudly. The soldiers, with high morale, pursued them relentlessly until they were completely wiped out.

As the first echelon broke through the Japanese defense line, the troops behind them rushed up like a tide, chasing and killing the Japanese troops.

Before long, the Japanese army, which had been resisting desperately, was reduced to a few scattered gunshots throughout the Dabie Mountains. The battle in the Dabie Mountains was declared over.

"Captain! The Japanese army has been defeated, and the fleeing Japanese have been killed by our soldiers!"

The signalman trotted all the way to Li Yunlong and Ding Wei and reported excitedly.

Upon hearing this news, the two were overjoyed. "Hahahaha! Great! Order the troops to reorganize as soon as possible! We will march quickly to Wuchang!"

Li Yunlong laughed loudly, his face filled with the joy of victory.

"Yes!"

The signalman saluted and turned to convey the order.

The soldiers hurried to clean up the battlefield, organize the captured weapons and equipment, replenish ammunition, and then quickly reorganize the troops and prepare to march to Wuchang.

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"Your Excellency Commander!"

Inside the Japanese military headquarters, an adjutant hurried to Hata Shunroku and respectfully handed the telegram document to him with both hands.

"The Dabie Mountain defense line has been breached. For your safety, please leave Wuchang immediately and head to Shanghai!"

The adjutant bent down slightly, his face full of worry and anxiety, his eyes fixed on Hata Shunroku.

Hata Shunroku frowned as he watched the other person bend down and beg for mercy. He slowly walked to the window, looked out at the scenery, and remained silent for a long time. "Damn it, why is it like this..."

Hata Shunroku sighed deeply, his voice full of fatigue and helplessness, and then looked at his subordinates.

"We've already lost North China, and now it looks like we can't hold onto Central China either... Humph..."

There was a hint of despair in Hata Shunroku's eyes. He slowly closed his eyes, as if recalling his past glory.

"Your Excellency, the Eighth Route Army is now gaining momentum and is rapidly advancing towards Wuchang. As long as we have a chance to thrive, we will have no fear of running out of fuel!"

The adjutant continued to persuade, with a hint of earnestness in his voice.

Seeing the other side's constant persuasion, Hata Shunroku also understood the truth. "These damned Eighth Route Army soldiers! If that's what you say, then retreat immediately. We'll settle the score with these people later!"

Hata Shunroku gritted his teeth and finally agreed to the other party's suggestion. He immediately got on a vehicle bound for Shanghai and fled Wuchang.

"Quick! Order the troops to prepare for battle! Wuchang must be protected! It cannot fall into the hands of the Eighth Route Army!"

The Japanese commander who remained in Wuchang looked panicked and shouted orders.

The Japanese defenders in Wuchang City immediately organized combat teams, built defensive fortifications, and prepared to fight a desperate battle with the Eighth Route Army.

At this time, Wang Lin was closely monitoring the movements of the Japanese army through a drone and discovered that the Japanese troops in Xin City were quickly heading towards Wuchang. "The plan succeeded!"

The corners of Wang Lin's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smug smile.

"Signalman! Immediately order Li Yunlong and his men to attack westward! Encircle and annihilate the Japanese troops heading to support Wuchang! We absolutely cannot miss this opportunity! We must make sure they seize the moment!"

Wang Lin's voice was firm and powerful, and his eyes were shining with confidence.

"Yes!"

The signalman quickly sent Wang Lin's order to Li Yunlong and others.

After receiving the order, Li Yunlong and Ding Wei immediately ordered the troops to change direction and rush towards the reinforcements in Xin City.

The soldiers marched hurriedly, their clothes soaked with sweat. Finally, before they reached Wuchang, they arrived at the designated ambush site.

"Damn it! We finally made it!"

Li Yunlong was so tired that he was out of breath and breathing heavily. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately joined the battle.

"Order the soldiers to hurry up and get into combat positions! Don't expose your target! Wait until the devils enter the ambush circle before opening fire!"

Ding Wei looked solemn and quickly gave orders, and then the soldiers immediately rushed to their combat areas.

After completing the preparations, they lay quietly in the grass and hid behind the slopes, waiting for the Japanese troops to enter the ambush circle.

At this time, the Japanese army was rushing towards Wuchang frantically. They were so anxious that they had no time to care whether there were ambushes around. They were just racing against time, thinking about getting to Wuchang as soon as possible to provide support.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the Japanese troops appeared in the sight of the Eighth Route Army soldiers, and the sounds of footsteps and vehicles were getting closer and closer.

"Hush... Hold on..."

The soldiers held their breath and kept their eyes on every move of the Japanese army.

As the Japanese troops advanced deeper and deeper, they finally entered the ambush circle.

"Right now! Beat me hard!"

Li Yunlong roared, his voice like a loud bell.

In an instant, the Eighth Route Army soldiers on both sides of the road opened fire at full force, using light and heavy machine guns, rifles, and grenades, and directed all their firepower towards these Japanese reinforcements.

Dense bullets rained down on the Japanese army, and grenades exploded among the Japanese troops, catching them off guard and leaving them no time to react.

"There are Eighth Route Army soldiers! We've been ambushed! Counterattack!"

The Japanese commander shouted in horror.

"Tanks! Get the tanks up! Fire!"

The Japanese soldiers fled in panic, trying to find cover.

"Bakayalu! Hide quickly!"

……

In an instant, the entire Japanese position was in chaos, and they were completely disoriented by this sudden attack.

However, under the fierce offensive of the Independent Regiment and the New 1st Regiment, the Japanese army suffered heavy casualties in an instant. The battlefield was littered with broken limbs and blood flowed all over the ground, forming a small river.

Looking at this scene that was like hell on earth, the Japanese division commander completely collapsed. He slumped to the ground with empty eyes, muttering to himself: "It's over, it's all over..."