Anti-Japanese War: I have a million soldiers and you call me a division commander?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The violent explosions turned into dazzling flames in the dark night. In an instant, the headquarters of the puppet 7th Brigade turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"His grandma's!"

When the first explosion sounded, the entire puppet Mongolian army in Lesheng Town was awakened. They stared at the explosion in a daze, and one puppet soldier blurted out subconsciously.

But then, a large number of dense artillery shells continued to fall. In particular, the situation in the entire Lesheng Town was figured out, including the gathering points of the puppet troops and where the horses were stored.

Dozens of artillery pieces from the artillery battalion, plus grenade launchers and mortars from four battalions, were madly pouring shells at crowded areas.

With precise artillery strikes, every explosion would take the lives of one or two puppet soldiers.

Chaos!

Complete chaos!

The puppet troops in the entire Lesheng Town were in chaos.

The close-range death impact made their scalps tingle and their hearts tremble with fear.

"Run! The Eighth Route Army is coming!!!"

"Oh my god, two divisions of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Get down! Get down, damn it!"

“Save me, save me, I don’t want to die!!!”

"..."

The puppet soldiers in Lesheng Town were running around like headless flies. Of course, some clever puppet soldiers began to retreat quietly, preparing to escape.

“Da da da da!!!”

“Chuchu chuchu!!!”

“Da da da da!!”

“Pah! Pah! Pah!!!”

But as soon as they rushed out, they encountered intensive fire attacks. More than 5,000 officers and soldiers launched an attack on Lesheng Town from all directions.

"OMG!!!"

Seeing that some puppet soldiers who had just come out were beaten to pieces, some who ran slowly were so scared that they sat down on the ground. Not only were their legs so weak that they couldn't stand up, but there was already foul smell between their legs and their pants were wet, as if they had peed their pants out of fear.

Lesheng Town was in chaos, inside the temporary command post of the 3rd Division of the Puppet Mongolian Army.

Looking at the room that was flooded by shells and turned into ruins, the puppet soldiers who were responsible for protection outside looked at each other in confusion.

"Commander, the ball is dead?!!!"

At this moment, a puppet soldier shouted in disbelief.

This shout woke up the puppet soldiers who were responsible for protection. Everyone looked at the ruins and the corpses scattered all over the place, especially the big bald head of their own division commander, which was so conspicuous.

"The commander is dead!!!!"

"The brigade commander is dead too!!!"

"The leader was also killed in the explosion!!!"

"Brothers, run quickly! If you don't run, you will die here!!!"

"..."

The pseudo-Mongolian army, which was already in chaos, lost its leader and backbone when they heard that the division commander, brigade commander and regiment commander were all killed in the explosion.

They subconsciously did whatever they heard, and every puppet soldier's face was filled with fear and anxiety.

"Hehehe!"

Outside Lesheng Town, holding a telescope and taking advantage of the light from the burning fire in Lesheng Town, Liu Yiyun couldn't help but laugh. He knew that the puppet army that had lost the will to resist was no longer a threat to him.

"Give orders to all battalions, tell them not to rush into the town and concentrate all their firepower on bombing them to death."

"Give me ten more minutes of bombing!"

"I'm pulling out elite troops to keep watch over those 6,000-plus horses. These puppet soldiers aren't very good at fighting, but they're definitely good at using tricks. We can't let them destroy my horses."

Hearing Liu Yiyun's words, the combat staff responded and immediately conveyed the order to each battalion through the walkie-talkie.

quickly!

Each battalion implemented the tactics of fierce attack and slow charge.

To attack fiercely means to increase the density of firepower to the maximum, and all the firepower is directed at the heads of the pseudo-Mongolian army.

Slow charge means not rushing forward in a hurry, but moving forward little by little to maximize the pressure.

Because storing horses requires a huge area, which is obviously not available in Lesheng Town, two elite troops were dispatched to easily cut off the connection between the horse storage point and Lesheng Town.

As for the puppet soldiers guarding the horses, they also knew the situation very well. When they saw the officers and soldiers of the first team rushing over, they chose to surrender without any hesitation.

"Surrender, I surrender!"

"Master Ba, don't kill me, I surrender!"

"Master Ba, Master Ba, I surrender!"

"..."

Looking at the puppet soldiers kneeling on the ground, the battalion commander snorted coldly and waved to the soldiers. He looked at the horses in the pen in front of him.

The violent explosions a few hundred meters away made the horses a little anxious, but they were only anxious and did not lose control. This made the battalion commander say with satisfaction: "Good horses, these are all good horses!"

"It would be a waste to let these guys use it."

Then he gave a direct order: "First Company, watch out! No one is allowed to approach without my order."

On the other side, the Fourth Battalion also captured more than 3,000 horses.

This time, the largest amount of wealth was obtained from the suppression of the pseudo-Mongolian army.

In Lesheng Town, the explosions continued. At the same time, facing the first team's strategy of attacking quickly and then charging slowly, the string in their hearts was completely broken.

Collapse!!!

They were completely frightened. They didn't expect the Eighth Route Army's firepower to be so fierce.

It was able to continue uninterrupted. Some puppet army officers wanted to hold on a little longer, hoping that the general would arrive soon, but this damn thing had been going on for ten minutes and the density of firepower had not decreased.

"Is this the Tubalu? Is the Tubalu's firepower so strong?!!!"

Many puppet army officers with ulterior motives looked incredulous. Just when they wanted to hold on, the ordinary puppet soldiers could not bear it anymore and rebelled and shot these officers.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, Master Ba, I surrender!"

"I don't want to die, I surrender!"

“Eternal Heaven!!!”

"Amitabha!!!"

"..."

Liu Yiyun, who had been observing the entire time, saw that his goal had been achieved and laughed heartily: "Hahaha, as expected, it feels so good to pick on the weak!"

"Over 10,000 puppet troops were frightened into silence after just one round of artillery fire and a batch of bullets."

At this point, he said directly: "Order all battalions to cease their attacks and shout to the puppet troops in Lesheng Town to line up and surrender."

"If anyone doesn't come out, just fire the cannon and blow them to death!"

Liu Yiyun didn't care much about the life or death of these puppet soldiers.

If you can capture him alive, capture him alive. If not, it’s okay to kill him.

Anyway, even if these guys were captured, they would be sent back to the base to work in various mines and do hard labor on various construction sites for labor reform, so that they would pay the price for their treasonous acts.