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

"Tanks! Tanks are coming!"

The shrill shouts instantly pierced the tense air above the battlefield.

At this moment, the tanks of the Japanese army were rushing towards them from the dusty rear.

The tracks rolled over the ground, making a dull and oppressive sound, each one like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

The Japanese soldiers who were trapped behind the bunkers and were already in a desperate situation seemed to see the dawn of light in the darkness, and crazy hope instantly ignited in their eyes.

They cheered hysterically, the sound was sharp and a bit ferocious, as if this could turn the tanks into sharp blades and stab the Eighth Route Army that ambushed them.

"Damn it! The Japanese tanks are coming up too!"

Li Yunlong spat fiercely, a sneer of disdain appeared on his face, then he turned around quickly, looking behind him with a sharp gaze.

"Da Biao! Get some guys with rocket launchers to blow up these tanks! Hurry!"

The voice was firm and powerful, as if carrying endless strength.

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

Zhang Dabiao responded loudly, his voice revealing an unquestionable boldness.

Soon, a team of Eighth Route Army soldiers, like nimble cheetahs, took advantage of the cover of the dense branches and leaves of the woods and quietly came to the side of the Japanese tank.

"Be gentle! Don't get caught!"

The team leader lowered his voice, his expression tense and focused. While whispering orders, he carefully carried the rocket launcher onto his shoulders. Then several of them crouched down, their eyes fixed on the Japanese tanks in the distance, like cheetahs locking onto their prey.

"ready or Not?"

The team leader asked again in a low voice, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

"Ready!"

The team members responded firmly and forcefully.

Seeing that all his teammates were ready, the team leader immediately nodded slightly, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and ordered the soldiers to reload.

"Fire!"

Following a crisp and clear order, the soldier pulled the trigger without hesitation.

In an instant, dragons of fire rushed out from the rocket launcher with the force of a bamboo breaking bamboo, and rushed towards the Japanese tanks in the distance like arrows.

"Boom! Boom! Party! Boom!"

A series of violent explosions instantly resounded throughout the battlefield, the sound waves rolling and making people's eardrums hurt. Then, the Japanese tanks were instantly engulfed in raging flames, flames shot up into the sky, and the heat wave hit them in the face.

The powerful shock wave generated by the explosion was like a pair of invisible giant hands, directly knocking the surrounding Japanese troops away.

Those Japanese soldiers didn't even have time to let out a scream. Like a kite with a broken string, they drew a few arcs in the air and fell heavily to the ground, their souls dying there.

"What the hell is that thing! How... can it fly on its own?"

The Japanese soldiers widened their eyes in horror, their faces filled with disbelief and fear. The scene before them completely shocked them.

They could never have imagined what kind of mysterious weapons these Eighth Route Army soldiers were using that could destroy a tank with just one shot!

"Division Commander! All our tanks have been destroyed!"

A Japanese soldier pointed desperately at the burning wreckage of tanks that had been turned into scrap metal by rockets, and shouted hysterically with a crying voice.

The Japanese division commander's face was pale as he looked at the devastated scene before him. He knew very well that he had been defeated in this battle and there was no way he could go to Wuchang to provide support.

"Division Commander! The Eighth Route Army is charging down!"

At this moment, Li Yunlong and Ding Wei looked at each other tacitly and decisively ordered the Eighth Route Army soldiers in ambush to immediately launch a final charge towards the Japanese troops in the middle of the encirclement.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers, holding submachine guns, rushed down like tigers descending the mountains.

Their eyes were determined and they exuded a fearless aura as they fired crazily at the groups of Japanese troops.

Bullets poured out like raindrops, forcing the Japanese troops to flee in all directions and become defeated. The entire battlefield was in chaos.

Finally, not long after, a previously intact Japanese division was reduced to only a few hundred people by Li Yunlong and his men. These remnants fled everywhere like headless flies and pigs to be slaughtered.

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"General! This is bad! The troops coming to reinforce Wuchang have been intercepted by the Eighth Route Army! Now..."

The Japanese signalman rushed into the command room in a panic, not even bothering to salute, and breathlessly reported the situation of the reinforcements to Taro Inoue.

Inoue Taro, who was still standing in front of the map, observing the battle situation with a frown on his face, felt his heart suddenly tighten as if being gripped by an invisible hand when he heard the news.

Then he immediately turned his head and looked at the communications soldier behind him with a sharp gaze.

"You said... what did you say?"

Inoue Taro widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He walked towards the man and asked again, his voice unconsciously rising a few degrees.

"Now... our reinforcements have been wiped out by the Eighth Route Army..."

The signalman's voice was trembling, almost crying.

Finally, I heard this heartbreaking news.

Inoue Taro was stunned in his place, as if struck by lightning. He couldn't believe his ears. He didn't expect that the last straw that saved his life would be gone just like that. In this battle, he really was still...

"There is still a chance, there must be a chance..."

Inoue Taro kept muttering to himself, as if to cheer himself up, then he immediately came to his senses and refocused his eyes on the map.

"Hurry up and have all the troops retreat towards Wuchang! We still have four divisions in our hands! We still have a chance!"

Inoue Taro looked ferocious, unwilling to accept defeat, so he immediately ordered the surrounding troops to return to defend, preparing for a desperate fight near Wuchang.

"Yes! I'll send the order right away!"

After receiving the order, the signalman immediately trotted to the telegraph machine, his fingers moving quickly on the machine to send messages to various troops.

After receiving the information, the Japanese troops who were still fighting desperately in Sui City were like ants on a hot pan, ready to abandon the city and flee immediately.

"Brigade Commander! The Japs are retreating!"

At this time, the soldiers on the front line trotted and immediately reported the situation to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked solemn as he watched the situation on the battlefield. He knew very well that if the Japanese army successfully retreated, Li Yunlong and his men would be in danger and could easily be surrounded. Therefore, he had to break this situation immediately.

"Hurry up and send a message to Li Yunlong and Ding Wei! Order them to attack Xiao City immediately! We must fight quickly and decisively, and we must not give those little devils a chance to breathe!"

Wang Lin's eyes were firm and his tone left no room for doubt.

"Yes!"

The messenger quickly took the order and left.

Wang Lin immediately ordered Li Yunlong and his men to capture Xiao City. This way, the Japanese army would be unable to take care of both ends, and Wang Lin's troops would have the opportunity to directly attack the Japanese army from behind.

Soon the news reached Li Yunlong and others.

So the Independent Regiment and the New 1st Regiment quickly boarded vehicles and moved quickly to Xiao City. The dust flew along the way, and the vehicles finally arrived there before the retreating Japanese troops in Sui City arrived.

"Quick! Surround Xiao City immediately! Strike a decisive battle! We must take it down in the shortest possible time!"

Li Yunlong waved his arms and roared loudly, his voice echoing in the air.

With the order from Li Yunlong and Ding Wei, the Eighth Route Army's attack on Xiao City officially began.

The artillery units took the lead and launched a fierce bombardment on the Japanese positions in the city. The shells fell like a dense raindrop, and the explosions were deafening, almost destroying all the Japanese troops deployed, and the entire Xiao City was engulfed in flames.

With the powerful impact of the tanks, the Japanese positions on the city wall began to crumble and gradually could not withstand it.

Due to the lack of anti-tank weapons, the Japanese army had no effective means to deal with the tanks of the Eighth Route Army and could only watch the tanks approach step by step.

The Eighth Route Army's tanks fired one shot after another, accurately knocking out all the heavy firepower of the Japanese army on the city wall, clearing the obstacles for the subsequent attack of the troops.

At this time, Inoue Taro also received the news that Xiao City was under siege.

"Bagayalu! These Eighth Route Army soldiers are simply too much! They are so bullying! I have no power to fight back at all! Bagayalu!"

When Inoue Taro heard the news, he was furious and started cursing at the sky to vent his inner anger and unwillingness.

But apart from helpless rage, he had no other way to stop the Eighth Route Army's attack.

"General! Retreat! We can no longer stay in Wuchang!"

The adjutant anxiously advised that Wuchang City was in a precarious state at the moment, and the Eighth Route Army might suddenly appear in front of them in the next second and surround Wuchang City.

But Inoue Taro was completely numb. His failure in Henan Province had left him completely despairing. Could he possibly run away again?!

"I won't leave this time. I want to lead this battle myself!"

Inoue Taro was determined to stay here and would not leave no matter what others said. This was also a promise to himself.

In the end, his men still couldn't persuade him and had to let him stay here.

The two Japanese divisions that had originally fought against Wang Lin unexpectedly escaped from his hands, which made Wang Lin feel a little unwilling.

But the most important thing now is to seize the time to meet up with Li Yunlong and others and capture Xiao City as soon as possible.

Soon, the two waves of troops successfully merged, their morale was greatly boosted, and they accelerated the encirclement and annihilation of Xiao City.

After a bloody battle, the soldiers of the special operations brigade, like sharp blades, successfully tore through the defense of Xiao City and rushed into the interior of Xiao City.

With a clear goal in mind, they rushed straight towards the Japanese headquarters. In the fierce exchange of fire, the soldiers relied on superb tactics and fearless courage to fight a desperate battle with the defending enemy.

Grenades exploded among the enemy group, and dense bullets sprayed out, catching the Japanese army off guard.

In the end, they succeeded in completely destroying the Japanese headquarters. For a time, the Japanese troops in Xiao City were leaderless and fell into chaos and panic.