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

"Whoosh!"

A sharp whistling sound pierced the sky, like the shrill cry of a night owl, instantly breaking the tranquility of the airport.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden sound, and they all looked up at the sky.

I saw a black shadow appear in the sky, like a meteor falling from the sky, wrapped in the force of breaking the wind, and falling rapidly towards the Japanese airport at an astonishing speed.

"What it is?"

A Japanese pilot squinted his eyes, facing the glaring sunlight, and tried to look up at the sky.

The strong sunlight stung his eyes so much that he could only barely make out a blurry black shadow rushing towards them.

The speed of the black shadow was beyond imagination. It closed the distance to the airport in the blink of an eye, but he could not tell what it was.

"boom!"

With a deafening bang, the black shadow accurately hit an airplane that was slowly moving on the runway.

In an instant, the plane exploded violently like a giant powder barrel that was ignited.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, their eyes wide open, faces filled with fear and disbelief, staring straight in the direction of the explosion.

"What the hell just happened..."

A soldier couldn't help but mutter to himself in a low voice, his voice full of fear and doubt, and it seemed particularly weak in the chaos and noise.

Before they could recover from their shock, dozens of black shadows appeared in the sky.

These dark shadows were densely packed, like a swarm of locusts, and they attacked the Japanese airport in an overwhelming manner.

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

The sharp whistling sound continued, as if it was the death-prompting music played by the god of death.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Violent explosions rang out one after another at the Japanese airport.

Fierce flames shot up into the sky, completely enveloping the planes taxiing on the runway or preparing to take off.

One plane after another struggled and twisted in the sea of fire, and was eventually dragged mercilessly into the hellish abyss.

The wreckage of the plane was scattered everywhere, accompanied by billowing smoke, and the entire airport was plunged into a sea of fire and chaos.

Faced with this sudden bombing, the Japanese pilots were panicked and had no time to make any effective response.

Some of them were still in the cockpit, trying to start the plane and escape, but were dizzy from the blast.

Some were hit by flying shrapnel as soon as they got off the plane and fell in a pool of blood.

The successive explosions, like a pair of ruthless hands, completely destroyed the Japanese planes and turned them into piles of twisted scrap metal.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers had no idea what had dealt them this fatal blow.

"Bakayarō! What the hell is going on?!"

The commander of the Japanese Air Force Brigade roared angrily, with veins bulging on his face like angry earthworms.

His eyes were bloodshot with anger and shock, and looked particularly ferocious.

"Quickly order the pilots to get off the plane! Mission terminated!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice full of panic and anxiety, seeming a little hoarse amidst the chaotic noise.

"Take cover! Don't get close to the runway! Evacuate!"

At his shouts, the soldiers threw themselves into chaos, running around like headless flies, trying their best to get away from the runway.

Some soldiers were knocked to the ground by the panicked crowd, but they had no time to get up and were trampled by the people behind them, screaming in pain.

The entire airport fell into chaos and panic, with running figures, burning planes and thick smoke everywhere.

"Commander! It's bad! Our squadron is under attack!"

A communications soldier rushed into the combat command room in a panic. His face was covered in sweat and dust, and his clothes were torn in several pieces. He looked in a dishevel.

He held a telegram tightly in his hand, raised it high, and reported the news of the plane attack to Hata Shunroku in a trembling voice.

Upon hearing the news, Hata Shunroku froze instantly, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered into pieces.

The scalding tea splashed on his feet, but he was completely unaware.

He looked at the signalman in shock and spoke slowly, his voice so low it seemed to come from hell: "What did you say?"

His eyes were full of confusion and disbelief, and he seemed to have not yet fully accepted this cruel reality.

Hata Shunroku slowly turned around, his face full of resentment, and stared at the signalman.

His heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. How could he accept that the flying squadron he had carefully assembled had suffered heavy damage without any preparation?

"Our squadron... has been destroyed!"

The signalman repeated it again with a tearful voice.

The sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Hata Shunroku's heart hard, like a sharp knife, piercing straight into his chest.

His body trembled slightly, as if all his strength had been drained away by this huge blow.

Hata Shunroku couldn't believe his ears. He could never have imagined that the flying squadron he was so proud of would be destroyed by the Eighth Route Army in an instant.

His legs were weak and he walked to the table tremblingly. He supported himself on the table with his hands and slowly sat down.

His mind was in chaos, with countless thoughts intertwining and colliding in his mind.

"There's not a single plane left?"

His voice trembled violently, as if all his strength had been drained away, with a hint of despair and unwillingness.

"Not a single one..."

His subordinate looked at him helplessly with a worried look on his face and replied.

His eyes were filled with frustration and loss, and he didn't dare look directly into Hata Shunroku's eyes.

"Ugh……"

Hata Shunroku sighed. At this moment, his mind was blank, like a blank sheet of paper, without any thoughts.

He slowly looked at the map hanging on the wall and fell into deep thought.

The map marked the areas occupied by the Japanese army and the range of activities of the Eighth Route Army. Those dense lines and marks seemed to have turned into an invisible net in his eyes, binding him tightly.

"This must not end like this."

After a long time, Hata Shunroku suddenly spoke, his voice full of determination.

There was a glimmer of ruthlessness in his eyes, as if he had made a major decision at this moment.

"If we don't stop them now, they'll come up the Yangtze River and we won't even have a chance to stop them! We must find a way to dig up Poyang Lake!"

Having said that, Hata Shunroku's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, like a hungry beast, staring at the location of Poyang Lake on the map, as if it was his prey, and he would pounce on it and tear it into pieces in the next second.

"Then... Your Excellency, what should we do?"

His subordinates looked at him blankly, their eyes full of confusion, not understanding what method Hata Shunroku had come up with to solve this problem.

He was filled with worry. Digging up the Poyang Lake embankment was no small matter. Once implemented, it would have a huge impact.

"Humph……"

Hata Shunroku sneered, then continued, "If we want to blow up the dam of Poyang Lake, we must act secretly and absolutely cannot carry out a large-scale operation that would allow them to discover it.

So I want to send the Yamazaki Special Forces to secretly blow up the dam!"

Hata Shunroku revealed his inner plan.

He knew that sending the Yamazaki special forces to blow up the dam could both conceal their tracks and minimize the risk of exposing the target, killing two birds with one stone.

But he also knew that if this plan failed, it would bring even more serious consequences.

"I understand Commander! I'll send them right away!"

When the subordinates heard Hata Shunroku's idea, they became excited instantly, with excited smiles on their faces, and they couldn't wait to give orders immediately.

His heart was full of anticipation, hoping that this plan would succeed and save the Japanese army from defeat.

"Wait, tell them to be careful and never reveal their target!"

Hata Shunroku warned again with a serious expression.

There was a hint of worry in his eyes. The Yamazaki Special Forces' mission was extremely difficult. Once exposed, not only would the mission fail, but it might also trigger a greater crisis.

"Yes! I will definitely tell them!"

The subordinate responded loudly, turned around and hurriedly left the combat command room.

His steps were quick and powerful, with a sense of mission and urgency.

Hata Shunroku looked at his men's departing backs and thought to himself: If this plan succeeds, the flood of Poyang Lake will surely act as a natural barrier to block the special operations brigade's advance.

Even if we can't inflict heavy damage on them directly, we can buy ourselves more time to respond.

This plan is undoubtedly a small-scale plan with great returns and is extremely cost-effective.

When he thought of this, Hata Shunroku couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he saw the dawn of victory.

This time, he is determined to turn the tide and save the situation.

However, he did not expect that this seemingly perfect plan would face many unexpected challenges.

……

At the Eighth Route Army's base, everything seemed in order.

The soldiers trained hard on the training ground, and their shouts of killing were deafening.

Brigade Commander Wang Lin was busy handling various military affairs in his office. There was a hint of fatigue on his face, but his eyes showed determination and confidence.

"Brigade Commander! Brigade Commander! Good news! Hahahahaha! Good news!"

Li Yunlong's face flushed red, and he was as excited as a child. He trotted all the way to Wang Lin's room.

He held a telegram tightly in his hand and waved it as he ran. The telegram was like a flag of victory.

His laughter echoed in the corridor, attracting the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

Hearing Li Yunlong's voice, Wang Lin frowned and wondered in his heart: What is this kid doing?

He put down the documents in his hand, stood up and walked towards the door.

"What's going on that makes you so excited?"

Wang Lin looked at Li Yunlong walking in hurriedly and asked in confusion.

There was a hint of doubt on his face, and he looked at Li Yunlong's excitement with curiosity in his heart.

"Hehehe, you're not our brigade commander anymore!"

Li Yunlong had a wicked smile on his face and kept the question in suspense.

His eyes narrowed into slits and the smile on his face looked particularly cunning.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned. For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Everyone looked at Wang Lin in shock, and then looked at each other at the same time, their eyes full of confusion and surprise.

What?! Wang Lin is no longer our brigade commander?!

This... This isn't a crime! How come he's suddenly not the brigade commander anymore?!

What the hell is going on?

The entire office was silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and no one dared to make any sound.

Everyone's eyes shuttled back and forth between Wang Lin and Li Yunlong, trying to find the answer from their expressions.

"What do you mean he's not the brigade commander anymore? What do you mean by that, Old Li?"

Ding Wei, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked up, pushed Li Yunlong and said unhappily.

There was a hint of displeasure on his face, and he was somewhat dissatisfied with Li Yunlong's behavior of keeping things in suspense.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Can you just wait for me to finish what I'm saying?"

Li Yunlong rolled his eyes at Ding Wei, glared back, curled his lips, and then slammed the documents in his hand heavily on the table.

His movements were a bit rough, but at the moment his heart was filled with excitement and he didn't care about that at all.

When everyone saw this, they immediately gathered around.

Wang Lin slowly stretched out his hand, took the document, and looked at it carefully.

It would have been fine if he hadn’t looked at it, but when he did, Wang Lin was almost pissed to death by Li Yunlong.

An expression of surprise first appeared on his face, and then gradually turned into joy.

"Brigade Commander! We're expanding! We're going to become a military-level combat unit!"

Li Yunlong shouted excitedly, his smile almost reaching his ears.

His voice was full of joy and pride, as if he was announcing something extremely glorious.

After everyone carefully read the message in the document, they instantly cheered.

"This is an order just issued by our headquarters, so I said it long ago... Our brigade commander has become an army commander, and he is no longer our brigade commander!"

As Li Yunlong spoke, he gave a wicked smile, deliberately trying to give everyone a false alarm.

His laughter infected the people around him, and everyone started laughing and joking with him.

"You kid! Get out of here!"

Ding Wei couldn't help laughing, reached out and pushed Li Yunlong and said.

His face was filled with a happy smile and he was sincerely happy for the development of the troops.

Wang Lin was also shocked by this sudden news and was a little stunned for a while.

"Now... they're even expanding the army! And now he's become the army commander?!"

He murmured to himself, his face full of surprise and emotion.

His heart was filled with excitement and pride, and he felt extremely gratified by the growth of the army.

At the same time, he also knows that this means greater responsibilities and challenges.