During the Anti-Japanese War, the landlord's stupid son defied fate

"Baga! Don't you know how to fight without artillery?

What a bunch of rubbish!

I don't believe how powerful the other side can be!"

The newly appointed highest official of the Magic City, the former commander of the navy fleet, the vice admiral, roared in anger.

His voice, filled with anger and disdain, echoed in the command post.

"Notify the Air Force immediately to launch another airstrike tomorrow morning and strike the enemy hard. At the same time, order the navy's ships to use their naval guns to launch a fierce bombardment on the Yan State defenders near Dachang from near Yangxing Town. However, before that, advanced technical means such as balloon launches must be used to accurately confirm whether the attack distance is sufficient. Precious artillery resources must not be wasted blindly!" The lieutenant continued to issue strict orders.

"Also, quickly mobilize the 9th and 13th Divisions toward Daba and be ready to support the 3rd Division, which is currently engaged in a difficult battle. Remember, you must remain highly vigilant and ensure you are able to respond to any changes on the battlefield."

His eyes were sharp as he stared at the positions of the troops marked on the map.

"As for the 101st Division, hold it for now, but be prepared to reinforce the front lines at all times. After all, the battle situation is still unclear, and no one can predict how intense the fighting will be."

The Vice Admiral was fully aware of the heavy responsibility he shouldered, even though he was quite dissatisfied with and even somewhat contemptuous of the Army's daily performance.

But at the critical moment, he understood that unity and cooperation and joint resistance to the enemy were the key to victory.

If the Third Division really encountered an accident and the battle collapsed, it would not only be a huge shame, but would also make the foreigners and Yan people hiding in the concessions to watch the battle laugh at the incompetence of their imperial army.

Thinking of this, the lieutenant general secretly vowed to do his best to win this counterattack and defend their dignity and honor.

At the same time, the soldiers on the positions held by the 025th and 026th Divisions were cautiously advancing forward.

The entire battlefield was filled with a tense atmosphere, and every step forward was full of unknown dangers.

News kept coming back from the front, telling everyone that the enemy had begun to retreat.

This good news boosted the morale of the soldiers because it meant they could continue to advance deeper into the enemy lines and expand their victory.

The brave soldiers of the artillery battalion and tank battalion fighting on the front line finally had a short rest after a long and fierce battle.

They hurriedly ate the instant noodles covered with beef jerky, and then drank 500 ml of sweet and delicious milk.

However, the food seemed insufficient to satisfy their tired bodies, so each of them wolfed down four steaming hot and fragrant meat buns.

Only in this way can their already exhausted physical strength be slightly restored.

In the command center, the chief of staff looked at the map with a firm gaze, thinking about the next battle plan.

He knew that time was running out and he couldn't lose a moment.

Finally, he issued a stern order: all personnel must launch a new round of attack on time in one hour, and must not stop tonight, and must break through the Japanese's carefully constructed defense line in one go!

At the same time, the rest of the infantry units were also on high alert, closely following the vanguard.

They have a vital mission - to closely guard against sudden attacks from the enemy in other directions.

In particular, the front line on the south side extending from Yangxing Town to Gucun is a key channel connecting the urban area of ​​Modu and Dachang.

The cunning Japanese deployed a large number of troops here, including not only conventional infantry troops, but also terrifying armored units and powerful field artillery.

Once the Third Division cannot withstand our fierce offensive, the enemy forces in this area will most likely come out in full force and launch a frenzied counterattack against our army.

Because of this, those brave and fearless infantry soldiers cannot let their guard down at any time. They must concentrate and maintain a high level of vigilance, not daring to slack off in the slightest, because unexpected emergencies may occur at any time and anywhere, requiring them to respond quickly.

Let’s look at Luodian in the east. Its geographical location is dangerous and it can directly attack Dachang from the west.

In addition, the Baoshan and Yuepu areas on the side should not be underestimated. There are also vicious Japanese invaders lurking there, posing a serious threat to us. They are fully capable of taking advantage of the terrain to implement roundabout tactics.

If Zhao Gang's two divisions can successfully break through the Dachang defense line, what awaits them next will be a fierce pincer attack from all directions.

Not only did they have to face the siege of the enemy from the above-mentioned locations, but they also had to withstand the bombardment of powerful naval artillery fire from the enemy naval fleet in the southeast at the Huangpu River and the Yangtze River estuary.

There is no doubt that this counterattack will be extremely difficult and dangerous, and it can be called the most difficult battle in history.

The chief of staff, who was ready to die, had a clear mind. He knew very well the difficulty of this battle, but military orders were as heavy as mountains. Since Zhao Gang had issued such a combat order, he had no choice but to carry it out resolutely.

As a loyal soldier, his duty is to obey his master's orders unconditionally.

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, as long as the master gives the order, they will move forward bravely without hesitation and without any hesitation.

Time passed quickly, and an hour later, the artillery battalion and tank battalion responsible for attacking the field finally began to move.

I saw one steel behemoth after another tanks starting their engines, making a deafening roar and slowly moving forward.

Not far behind them were two divisions of infantry following closely.

These infantry soldiers shoulder an important mission. They must do their utmost to ensure the safety of the area around the artillery battalion and the tank battalion, and ensure that this assault force can advance smoothly.

In this way, the entire army moved silently but unwaveringly towards the big field.

Half an hour later, they finally met the retreating Japanese soldiers from the 2nd Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the 3rd Division.

At that moment, the tense atmosphere seemed to solidify the entire air.

Suddenly, "boom boom boom..."

A deafening roar of artillery sounded, followed by a burst of rapid "da da da..."

The sound of machine gun fire rang out. The tank, like a ferocious beast, fired at the enemy mercilessly.

The shells whizzed towards the Japanese outpost, flames shot into the sky and thick smoke billowed.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers on guard didn't even have time to react before they fell down instantly under the powerful firepower, and their blood dyed the ground red.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers who were resting in the trenches were also awakened by the sudden and huge noise.