novelaction Chapter 331: The Japanese reinforcements were blocked and the command post was destroyed
Chapter 331: The Japanese reinforcements were blocked and the command post was destroyed
"Captain! We've got our target!"
"Yoshi! Get ready to fire!"
The Japanese tank turret was seen slowly turning until the muzzle was aimed at the Eighth Route Army position on the top of the mountain.
"Commander! Japanese tanks are coming!"
A soldier pointed at the khaki-painted Japanese tanks in the distance and shouted.
"Fuck it! Commandos! Follow me with bazookas and get ready to blow these bastards up!"
The commander of the 771st Regiment cursed and wanted to go forward and destroy these Japanese tanks personally.
But he was stopped by his own men.
"Captain! No! It's too dangerous!"
"Get out of the way! Stop pulling me!"
At this time, the Japanese tank turret was aimed at the Eighth Route Army position, and it only needed to wait for the order to fire the shells.
"Whoosh!"
"boom!"
Suddenly, a black shadow streaked across the sky like lightning and fell rapidly from the sky at an astonishing speed.
It was like a black meteor, rushing straight towards the Japanese tank troops with an unstoppable momentum.
There was a loud earth-shaking sound, and the black object slammed into the ground violently, instantly erupting with a devastating force.
The powerful explosion wave swept in all directions like a surging tsunami, and the entire earth began to tremble, as if it was about to be torn apart.
The raging flames produced by the explosion were like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and mercilessly swallowing three or four Japanese tanks.
Those steel behemoths instantly became fragile under the raging fire, and the huge shock wave gushed out at lightning speed, fiercely hitting everything around it.
The originally indestructible tanks seemed powerless in the face of this powerful impact. Their armor was easily torn and twisted, eventually turning into countless broken metal pieces that flew everywhere.
Some tanks even tilted and fell to the ground because they could not withstand such tremendous pressure, lying crookedly on the ground, unable to move at all.
General Matsumoto, who was commanding the battle from a distance, witnessed this horrific scene. He opened his eyes wide, his face full of shock and fear, his mouth wide open, but no sound came out.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he stammered, "Nani?! What the hell is going on?"
However, before he could figure out the situation, a second black object fell from the sky like a ghost and hit another Japanese tank accurately with lightning speed.
Another earth-shattering explosion sounded, this time even more violent than the previous one. The deafening sound echoed over the battlefield for a long time.
Flames shot up into the sky, lighting up half the sky, and thick smoke blocked out the sun, making it almost impossible to see the scene in front of them.
Those Japanese tanks that were unfortunately hit were instantly blown to pieces, with the wreckage scattered all over the ground.
"boom!"
The explosion triggered a chain reaction in the ammunition depots of several tanks, directly causing even more powerful explosions.
A mushroom cloud rose up, and black smoke gathered at the top and dissipated into the sky.
Matsumoto stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the tank in his hand being destroyed right in front of him.
"General! We..."
The staff officer was also at a loss at this time and didn't know what to do.
Taking advantage of this gap, the 771st and 772nd Regiments quickly retreated, making room for an attack on the invading Japanese troops at the next position.
"Whoosh!"
"boom!"
Explosions suddenly sounded from time to time, and the missiles falling from the sky had completely destroyed the morale of these Japanese troops.
They had no idea where the enemies who attacked them were.
"Don't panic! Regroup!"
"Everyone, take your positions! Get ready for battle!"
"Protect your weapons and equipment! Don't run around!"
……
The entire Japanese position was now in chaos, filled with screams of terror and wails of pain.
The once majestic Japanese tanks have now become dilapidated, with burning steel everywhere and emitting a pungent and strong smell of rust.
"General! The Eighth Route Army is retreating! They're retreating!"
A staff officer stood on a high place, pointing to the distant hills, and saw that the Eighth Route Army troops were withdrawing from the battlefield at lightning speed.
He quickly seized the opportunity and reported it to Matsumoto.
Matsumoto coughed violently upon hearing this, and while coughing he gave orders with difficulty: "Ahem... hurry up! Ignore them! Leave now!"
His face, exhausted from continuous fighting, looked even paler.
At the same time, in the Japanese division headquarters in Shizhuang City, the division commander paced back and forth anxiously like an ant on a hot pan.
The tense battle situation before him made him extremely anxious, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. Perhaps soon, his side would really face a catastrophic disaster.
Just as the division commander was feeling anxious, the staff officer walked over quickly with a serious expression on his face, his eyes revealing deep worry.
When he reached the division commander, he paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Division commander... our reinforcements... have been surrounded by the Eighth Route Army!"
These words were like a bolt from the blue, striking the Japanese division commander directly on the head. In an instant, he became numb and stood there in a daze.
"This...ah..."
"Bang!"
"Division Commander!"
When the Japanese division commander heard the news, he felt a black screen before his eyes and his body fell backwards involuntarily.
With a dull thud, he fell heavily to the hard ground as if his spine had been pulled out.
Seeing this, the people around rushed forward in panic and tried to help him up.
However, no matter how hard everyone tried, the division commander had already fallen into a deep coma and had no response.
At the same time, on the battlefield not far away, Zhang Dabiao was shouting at Li Yunlong with excitement on his face.
"Captain! The Japanese command post is in the square ahead. Look, their flag is still hanging high!"
Looking in the direction of Zhang Dabiao's finger, Li Yunlong took a closer look and saw a Japanese flag fluttering in the wind.
The flag looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight, as if it was provoking them.
"This damned little Japs actually dares to be so arrogant on our territory! Just wait and see how I chop it down!"
Li Yunlong's eyes widened with anger and he cursed with gritted teeth.
Zhao Gang, who was standing by, also stared at the flag and said indignantly, "This flag is not just a symbol of the Japanese devils, it can even boost their morale!
This is our territory, we can't let them continue to show off their power here! We must tear it down completely!"
As for Wang Lin in the team, when he saw the flag still hanging high in the sky, the anger in his heart instantly erupted like a volcano.
He gripped the weapon tightly in his hand, his eyes almost spitting fire, and secretly vowed to destroy the hateful flag with his own hands.
The Eighth Route Army troops finally arrived at the edge of the square, but the Japanese defense line was still tight, and the soldiers were on high alert, ready to fight at any time.
"Li Yunlong, Ding Wei, lead two assault teams and launch simultaneous attacks from the east and west. Find an opportunity to cut down this flag!"
"Hehehe! Don't worry, Brigade Commander! We will ensure the mission is accomplished! Leave the task of capturing the flag to our Independent Regiment!"
Li Yunlong had a cheerful smile on his face and shouted loudly, "Haha, brothers, let's see who can take down this little Japanese first!"
As Wang Lin decisively gave the order, the two commandos of the special operations brigade dispersed quickly and nimbly like arrows from a bow.
According to the pre-arranged battle plan, they launched a fierce attack towards the east and west sides at lightning speed.
At this moment, the team led by Ding Wei did not show any weakness. They were like a sharp arrow, launching a flank attack from the west like a tiger descending from the mountain. Their purpose was to cut off the Japanese army's retreat cleanly and neatly, and trap this group of enemies.
On the other side, Wang Lin remained calm in the face of danger. He turned around and commanded the artillery unit calmly.
He roared in a voice as loud as a bell: "Attention all artillery! Fire at the main force of the Japanese army with all your might and severely suppress the counterattack ability of these little devils!
We must ensure that our brave commandos have adequate firepower support!"
In an instant, the deafening roar of artillery fire suddenly rang out, as if the earth was shaking.
One after another, the extremely hot shells rose into the sky like fire dragons, drawing graceful and deadly arcs in the air, and then hit the Japanese army's carefully constructed fortifications with thunderous force and accuracy.
For a moment, flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and huge explosions sounded one after another.
During this fierce exchange of fire, the commando team led by Li Yunlong approached the Japanese machine gun position quietly and silently like a ghost.
After several well-trained soldiers swiftly and nimbly sneaked into the bunker, they raised their black submachine guns without hesitation and fired wildly at the unsuspecting Japanese troops inside.
The Japanese army was completely unprepared for such a sudden attack and was stunned.
Before they could react, the troops in the entire trench were thrown into chaos and confusion by the fierce firepower attack.
Ding Wei's team also launched a fierce attack on the west side. The Japanese soldiers fled and tried to retreat but were directly surrounded.
As Li Yunlong and Ding Wei's commandos advanced deeper into enemy territory, the fighting in the square became increasingly intense.
Bullets whizzed past as the soldiers continued to advance in the fierce fight.
Finally, after the last fierce charge, Li Yunlong's troops rushed into the outside of the Japanese headquarters.
Li Yunlong held the Japanese flagpole tightly with the rope in his hand, and pulled it hard. The flag fell down and fell to the ground.
"The flag has fallen! Victory is ours!"
"We won! We won!"
"Down with Japanese imperialism!"
……
The soldiers immediately cheered, and the atmosphere on the battlefield became very exciting. The entire army was immersed in a sea of excitement and encouragement.
When we walked into the Japanese command center, we saw that all the Japanese officers had committed suicide by shooting themselves, leaving no one alive.
This is good, as it doesn't require too much energy to discipline these prisoners.