Li Yunlong, My Captain in the War of Resistance

"Whoosh~! Whoosh~! Whoosh~！"

The shells were pushed out of the barrel one after another, flying towards the shooting elements and targets that had been adjusted long ago.

"Rumble~! Rumble~! Rumble~！"

Under everyone's gaze, countless groups of flames suddenly rose up from the walls of Ohara City, and at the same time, there were rumbling explosions.

"hiss~！！！！"

For a while, the sounds of air-conditioning continued to sound.

Some of these voices came from cadres and soldiers of various units of the Eighth Route Army, and some came from soldiers of Lieutenant General Li Changtian's temporary 11th Army.

Of course, the same goes for the little devils and puppet soldiers. However, this does not include the little devils and puppet soldiers who stick to the city wall.

Nowadays, they are being blasted by large-caliber artillery shells, making them howl like ghosts and have no time to escape. How can they have time to appreciate the sharpness of this artillery fire?

"Mother~！"

"Run quickly, the artillery fire from the Eighth Route Army is too powerful!"

"If you don't run, you'll die!"

"Bagya Road~！"

"Don't run, lie down and work!"

On the two city walls on the west and north sides of Oyuan City, I have seen such a formation of puppet troops. They were directly hit by strong artillery fire, and the whole person was stunned.

Some veterans of the puppet army who had surrendered in the battle, one by one, The bodies huddled together tightly, praying in their hearts that the Eighth Route Army's artillery fire would not fall on themselves.

Of course, there were also some puppet soldiers who had been drafted and had never fought. At this time, they were crying and rolling and crawling, trying to escape.

As managers and commanders, they were naturally anxious when they saw this situation. It was not that they felt pity for these puppet troops, but that once the puppet troops were dead, they would have no manpower to resist, so they sat on the job of veterans and shouted in half-baked nonsense. With

"Damn it, it's a good thing labor and management weren't assigned to defend on either side."

The puppet troops stationed in the east and south, as well as the puppet troops stationed in Ohara City, saw the fire, explosions, and debris flying around the Ohara City wall. They were all filled with joy, otherwise they would have followed in the same footsteps now.

"Commander, we can't fight here, the Eighth Route Army's firepower is too powerful!"

"Yes, Captain, there are only more than 10,000 little Japs in such a big city of Ohara. Isn’t this asking the brothers to die?"

……

A group of battalion and company commanders were nagging in front of the regiment commander. Each regiment commander, who was somewhat flustered, ran to their respective division commanders and brigade commanders to nag.

"Commander, are we revolting?"

"This can't be fought, I think we can make preparations!"

"Yes, even if there is no uprising, we should be prepared to retreat. The Eighth Route Army seems to be coming with bad intentions."

"……"

The launch of nearly a hundred artillery pieces directly shocked the entire puppet army in Ohara City. Originally, most of the puppet troops were not hardcore.

Either he was caught as a young man, or he was working as a slave, or he was a lazy man, a gangster, or he surrendered to the officials and became a traitor.

There are not many true hardcores, most of them are from the officer class of the puppet army. Of course, these iron rods are also filled with moisture. When their lives are threatened, those who like to repeatedly jump sideways and speculate will have to habitually consider the issue of their retreat.

In addition, the Eighth Route Army treats prisoners preferentially, especially in such battlefield uprisings and front-of-fire uprisings, the Eighth Route Army will not cause too much trouble.

"Don't worry, even if the Eighth Route Army has artillery, how many rounds of artillery shells can it have? You darlings, have you never fought against Tubalu? Except for a few troops, who can be so generous? Let's put it this way, the bombardment will not last long."

Listening to the nagging of his subordinates, a division commander became impatient and immediately waved his hands and said:"This is an opportunity for the brothers. Shota-kun Hanatani has already said that as long as Ohara Castle can hold on longer this time. , the rewards are huge"

"Just relax, what is the equipment level of the Eighth Route Army, what is the equipment level of Taijun, and besides Xishan Province, there are also Taijuns around."

Listening to the division commander's words, the eyes of the regiment commanders suddenly lit up. For them, all that matters is interests. As long as there are interests, any conscience, country, or compatriots can be discarded.

……

The puppet troops here were frightened by the shelling. Major General Hua Guzheng, the little Japanese chief of staff, also had a big mouth at this time.

He had fought against many Chinese armies, even the Eighth Route Army, but this was the first time he encountered this situation.

Of course, as a newcomer who had just joined the First Army, he had not experienced the Battle of Xinzhou City, so he naturally did not know the firepower of the Eighth Route Army.

That's why he seemed so fearless when planning this matter!

Although the little devils who followed him knew that the Eighth Route Army's firepower was no longer as weak as before, they understood that the Eighth Route Army's strength should not be underestimated.

However, they valued Major General Masaru Hanatani too much as he had served in the Kwantung Army and was the core member of the 918 Incident and the Wicker Lake Incident. They believed in Major General Masaru Hanatani unconditionally and were dazzled by the benefits of this incident.

"On Bagya Road, the Eighth Route Army actually has such powerful heavy firepower?"Major General Hua Guzheng muttered, with a little more unconfidence in his words. With such powerful firepower, even if the First Army is here, he may not be sure to hold on. Now there is only so much, and he feels that he It seemed that he had made a wrong decision. The most important thing was that he felt as if he had been deceived by Yoshio Iwamatsu.

Unbeknownst to Major General Hanatani Masaru, he had already arrived at Yuci City, ready to take a rest and continue his retreat to the southeast. Lieutenant General Yoshio Iwamatsu was drinking tea comfortably and listening to the tunes from his hometown. He was so beautiful that he couldn't help but look at it. You could still see the angry and aggrieved expression on his face when he left. It was obvious that this old oil man was so beautiful. All expressions are fake

"Your Excellency, Commander, the fight is about to begin!"

No, as soon as the shelling of Ohara Castle started, someone immediately reported to Lieutenant General Yoshio Iwamatsu

"well~！"

After hearing this report, Lieutenant General Iwamatsu Yoshio couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction:"This idiot Hanatani Masaru really thinks that the Eighth Route Army is vegetarian? This time, I will make him walk around without eating."

Xinzhou City is in Iwamatsu Yoshio Xiong lost it in his hands. Naturally, he didn’t know much about the Eighth Route Army that he had been entangled with for a long time.

"Hahaha~！"

As soon as Lieutenant General Yoshio Iwamatsu said these words, the old devils in the whole room burst into laughter.

For a moment, the puppet troops and Japs on the west and north city walls were under bombardment. The lucky puppet soldiers and little devils in the city. Major General Masaru Hanatani was surprised and had a bad feeling in his heart. Lieutenant General Yoshio Iwamatsu and others who were laughing have been evacuated.

Whether they are puppet soldiers or little devils, they were originally grasshoppers on the same rope, but now they have begun to slander, attack, and guard against each other, and they are not working together.

Does all this look familiar? Does it feel a bit familiar?

The government in the capital far away in the southwest smiled: Yes, it’s me!

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