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

The Japanese reinforcements in Shen City quickly reinforced Jin City, attempting to enter Jin City for defense before the Eighth Route Army arrived.

However, fate always seemed to like to play tricks on people. Although they tried their best to speed up their pace, they ultimately failed to reach the designated location before the enemy.

At this moment, a nervous-looking communicator hurried to the commander of the 387th Army and reported in a slightly trembling voice.

"Commander! The Japanese vanguard has been spotted ahead!

According to our forward reconnaissance team, they are only about six kilometers away from us!"

Upon hearing this sudden information, the commander of the 387th Army frowned slightly, and his sharp eyes like an eagle stared into the distance, as if he could see through the enemy's movements through the thick fog.

Then, he turned his head, his eyes fell on the communicator, and asked in a serious tone, "These little Japs are quite quick! So, tell me, how many people do they have?"

The communicator took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and then quickly replied: "Based on the current information, this Japanese vanguard has about the strength of a division."

When he heard that there was only one division's strength, the commander of the 387th Army was stunned for a moment, and then burst into a hearty laugh.

"Hahahaha! So there are only this few people here. I thought there would be more! It seems these little Japs are just so-so!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his right hand and swung it vigorously, while loudly issuing combat orders.

"Pass on my orders! All troops, take action immediately. We must first completely annihilate these incoming Japanese reinforcements, and then concentrate our forces to launch a fierce attack on Jin City!"

"Yes! We will ensure that the mission is completed!" After giving a standard military salute, the communicator turned around and ran away to convey the commander's order.

For a moment, the entire army was like a ignited powder keg, instantly filled with high morale and fearless courage. The soldiers were eager to fight, ready for the upcoming fierce battle.

As the majestic and urgent command suddenly sounded, it resounded across the entire battlefield like thunder.

In an instant, the 387th Army, which had been on high alert, turned around like a group of tigers coming down the mountain, and rushed straight towards the Japanese division that was rushing to reinforce at lightning speed.

All I heard was a sharp and piercing whistling sound that resounded through the sky, "whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Countless rockets, like meteors chasing the moon, with endless anger and destructive power, were fired madly at the Japanese positions.

In the blink of an eye, these rockets fell into the Japanese positions like raindrops.

Accompanied by earth-shaking roars, extremely violent explosions broke out in an instant.

Flames shot up into the sky, as if to tear the entire sky in two; thick smoke filled the air, blocking out the sun and making it almost impossible to see the scene in front of them.

The huge impact force generated by the explosion was like a tidal wave, severely impacting everything around it.

Under this devastating explosion, the entire area was instantly engulfed in a raging sea of fire. Before the poor Japanese soldiers could react, they were engulfed by the merciless flames.

Flying pieces of flesh, broken bones, and burning limbs were densely scattered on the scorched earth, turning the originally peaceful land into a devastated and horrific sight in an instant.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the sickening smell of blood, intertwined to form a strange and terrifying atmosphere. This place has become a veritable hell on earth.

Faced with such a powerful and fierce fire attack, the Japanese divisions that rushed to reinforce seemed so small and vulnerable.

Although they fought desperately, they were ultimately unable to withstand the 387th Army's fierce and unstoppable offensive.

Before long, the Japanese army suffered a devastating blow, and more than half of its troops were wiped out in this brutal battle.

At the same time, General Umezu Yoshijiro, who was anxiously waiting for the progress of the battle in the command post far behind, suddenly received a piece of bad news that broke his heart.

"General! It's bad! Our reinforcements encountered a stubborn interception by the Eighth Route Army on the way!

Currently, we have suffered heavy casualties and have completely lost the ability to continue advancing to reinforce! "

When he heard this shocking news, Umezu Michijiro felt as if the sky above his head collapsed in an instant, and a feeling of despair instantly surged in his heart.

He had no other way to solve it.

He now has 200,000 available troops, but they are all on standby in Jilin Province and Heilongjiang Province. He dare not mobilize them at will.

In such a difficult and harsh situation, he stared into the distance with a serious expression, knowing in his heart that there was no way out at this moment.

So, he issued an order to his troops without hesitation: "All soldiers, we must resist to the end!

Even if you only have one last breath left, you must hold the line!" This order was as hard as steel, and there was no room for doubt or retreat.

Michijiro Umezu closed his eyes tightly and slumped weakly on the worn chair.

Although he was filled with anxiety and helplessness, he was helpless at this moment.

After the orders came out of his mouth, they flew to the front of the battlefield as fast as an arrow.

When the Japanese commander on the front line received the order to fight to the death, he could not help but grit his teeth.

They knew that this battle was of great importance, but faced with the aggressive and well-equipped 387th Army, especially its powerful tank units and fierce artillery attacks, the Japanese troops, who were already few in number, felt despair.

However, their military mission left them no choice but to continue fighting to the death.

However, the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great. The tanks of the 387th Army rushed forward like steel behemoths, the artillery roared deafeningly, and the shells rained down like raindrops.

Faced with such terrifying firepower, the remaining Japanese troops were simply unable to withstand it. In just a moment, their defense line collapsed. The soldiers were terrified and fled in panic.

Seeing this, the commander of the 387th Army decisively issued a pursuit order: "All troops, listen up! Don't let any enemy go! These fleeing devils must be killed, not a single one left alive!"

In an instant, shouts of killing rang out everywhere, and the high-spirited soldiers of the 387th Army pounced on the fleeing Japanese troops like a tiger descending from a mountain...

Finally, not long after, these Japanese reinforcements were completely wiped out by the soldiers of the 387th Army.

After learning that reinforcements were completely hopeless, Umezu Yoshijiro ordered the garrison stationed at Shanhaiguan to retreat to minimize casualties.

"Commander! The Japanese troops in Shanhaiguan have retreated!"

The subordinates immediately went to the old brigade commander's command post and reported the battle situation on the front line to the other side.

"Where are the 387th Army now?"

"They are now rapidly advancing towards Jin City! It won't be long before they can capture Jin City!"

When the old brigade commander heard the news, he couldn't help but smile.

"Continue to pursue the retreating Japanese troops! We must not let them escape! Cooperate with the 387th Army to completely encircle and annihilate these devils here!"

"Yes!"

The old brigade commander immediately issued a combat order, and then the Eighth Route Army soldiers quickly set out and began to hunt down the fleeing Japanese troops.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers chased the fleeing Japanese troops in the rear, while the 387th Army captured Jinshi, cutting off the Japanese troops' retreat routes and completely trapping them inside.

Finally, with the cooperation of both sides, the Japanese troops trapped in the encirclement were completely wiped out, and the entire Shanhaiguan to Jinshi defense line was completely opened up by the Eighth Route Army.

It can be said that the dagger of the Eighth Route Army has been aimed at the heart of the Kwantung Army and can stab it into it at any time.

……

"General! General! It's bad! It's bad!"

Inside the Japanese headquarters, the men rushed to Umezu Yoshijiro and handed him the documents in their hands.

Looking at his subordinate who was panting and sweating, Umezu Mijiro frowned and glanced at the documents in his hand.

Don't think too much about it, judging from the situation, this is definitely not good news.

"Take a look."

The subordinate walked up to Umezu Michijiro with a frown and a worried look on his face, and carefully handed him the document in his hand that seemed to carry a heavy burden.

Meizu Mijiro looked at his subordinates with serious expressions in front of him, and his heart sank. After sighing deeply, he slowly reached out and took the document.

When he opened the document and saw the contents, his eyes dimmed instantly and he muttered to himself: "The Shanhaiguan defense line has finally been lost..."

In fact, he had been mentally prepared for such an ending, but he never expected that everything would happen so quickly, so quickly that he was caught off guard.

At this time, his subordinate came forward anxiously and said urgently: "General, judging from the current situation, we must quickly order the defenders of Pan City to retreat!

Otherwise, they would most likely be surrounded by the enemy and trapped in a desperate situation!"

After that, the subordinate explained in detail to Meizu Michijiro the dangerous situation currently faced by the defenders of Pan City, and his words were full of deep concern for the safety of his comrades.

After listening to his subordinates' report, Umezu Michijiro pondered for a moment and nodded slightly to show his agreement.

However, he was extremely upset and distressed at the moment. He couldn't help but cover his head with his hands and kept complaining: "Ah... These Eighth Route Army are really too powerful. It's really a headache!"

After a brief pause, he pulled himself together, took a deep breath and continued.

"Let the defenders of Pan City retreat and retreat to Shen City to await orders. Then, have the three divisions of Chang City in Ji Province move closer to Shen City and prepare to provide support."

"Yes!"

In the end, Umezu Yoshijiro was still unwilling to fight against the Eighth Route Army troops, and could only order the troops to continue retreating to consolidate the defense line.

Faced with the unobstructed open space, the troops led by Wang Lin advanced rapidly and soon arrived at the city of Panshi. It did not take long for them to completely occupy Panshi.

At this point, the entire situation in Northeast China has changed.

The Eighth Route Army occupied two key points, completely controlling the throat of the Northeast. When the time was right, they would directly wipe out the Japanese troops in the Northeast.

Victory news came frequently from the Northeast battlefield, and the news of victory spread quickly to every corner of the motherland like a surging torrent.

Whether in bustling cities or remote villages, all compatriots on the land of China were excited.

Everyone took to the streets, laughter and cheers filled the sky, celebrating this hard-won great moment together.

At this moment, the entire Chinese land seems to have turned into a sea of joy, and the festive atmosphere is everywhere.

People hugged each other, high-fived, and cheered, with tears of excitement in their eyes.

The streets and alleys are decorated with lights, colorful flags are flying, gongs and drums are beating, and the scene is extremely lively.

"We are about to liberate the country!"

These words, full of hope and strength, blow across every inch of China's land like a spring breeze.

But with the Japanese devils, the situation was completely the opposite.

In their spacious and depressing meeting room, the atmosphere was suffocatingly solemn.

The officers present at the meeting all lowered their heads with gloomy expressions, and no one dared to make even the slightest sound.

The whole room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The silence was eerie.

After a long time, a crisp "pop" sound broke the silence.

It turned out to be General Umezu Michijiro who slammed the teacup in his hand heavily on the conference table.

His eyes, which were originally deep and sharp, were now shining with a cold light. He stared closely at the officers in front of him who were silent as a mouse, as if he wanted to see through their appearance to the depths of their hearts.

"The situation has now reached its most critical moment. We can no longer sit idly by and wait for death. We must take the initiative to seize some opportunities."

Having said that, Umezu Mijiro paused and continued.

"Tell Taro Ishii to hurry to the headquarters. I have something to tell him."

"Oh, by the way, let him bring the latest research results to see how powerful they are."

"Yes!"

After saying this, Umezu Mijiro's face was obviously much more relaxed, but there was still a sense of sadness in his eyes.

Success or failure depends on this.