Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2788 Fatal Trap!

At that moment, the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces' position on the cliff seemed to be engulfed by the fire of hell.

The raging flames rose into the sky, illuminating half the sky red, and turned the cliffs that had existed for countless years into a sea of ​​fire.

In the firelight, flowers, plants, trees, including the straw men, and all combustible objects were reduced to nothing under the licking of the flames, and the smoke filled the sky, blocking out the sun.

Colonel Nakajima stood on a high point of the position, his figure looking particularly eerie in the light of the fire.

He held the telescope close to his eyes, afraid of missing any details.

Through the round lens, he saw the raging fire above the cliff and that the position of the Anti-Japanese Brigade had now become a ruin.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a ferocious smile, which was full of cruelty and excitement.

Colonel Nakajima's eyes seemed to be lit up by fire, flashing with a strange light.

He stared at the sea of ​​fire, feeling an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

That pleasure comes from destroying the enemy and the desire for victory.

He seemed to have seen the dawn of victory, a halo of victory woven from countless bombs and fires!

Beside him, the Japanese soldiers also showed excited and triumphant smiles.

At the same time, on the planes in the air, the Japanese pilots were also in a state of excitement.

They looked out the plane window at the blazing sea of ​​fire below with smug smiles on their faces.

Because that sea of ​​fire was their masterpiece.

"Look! All the enemy positions have been destroyed!"

A Japanese pilot shouted excitedly into the radio.

His voice was filled with smug pride, as if he had become a hero of the Empire.

"Haha! Those Chinese, how could they possibly withstand our bombing!"

Another Japanese pilot echoed with wild laughter.

His smile was full of contempt and ridicule for the enemy, as if the anti-Japanese fighters were nothing in front of him. Killing them was like killing an ant.

The same was true for the Japanese flight squadron leader. After surveying the enemy battlefield, he couldn't stop smiling, as if he had already seen the scene of himself being promoted because of this bombing.

"Blast! Blast it hard!"

The Japanese flight captain laughed wildly and shouted, because this was only the first wave of air strikes, he wanted to raze the entire cliff above Sanchongguan to the ground.

When the Japanese pilots heard the captain's order, they dived down again.

As the bombers dived, bombs poured down like raindrops.

The bomb exploded above the cliff, creating a huge impact that raged like a violent storm, blowing away everything around it.

Under the terrifying energy fluctuations, the entire earth was shaking violently, as if it would be torn apart at any time.

Moreover, as the bombs continued to fall, the fire above the cliff became more and more intense.

The flames soared into the sky, reaching a height of more than ten meters, as if they were going to engulf the entire world.

What the Japanese didn't know was that they were just bombing a lonely place.

The black troops were not on the battlefield at all at this time, and there were only scarecrows placed on the battlefield.

In other words, the Japanese continued bombing for more than half an hour, and the aircraft machine guns strafed, but they didn't even touch the black troops. A young soldier, watching the Japanese bombing, laughed and said, "The captain is really amazing. Not only did he predict that the Japanese planes would come, but he also came up with such a good idea. He used some straw men to fool the Japanese."

Another soldier echoed, "That's right. Don't you see who our captain is? He is a god."

"Yes, yes, our captain is God!"

Another anti-Japanese fighter echoed, and then everyone started talking about the captain's stories.

The one-eyed man listened to the soldiers praising the captain, and an irrepressible respect and pride welled up in his heart.

He narrowed his one eye, and his eyes revealed a depth that came from experiencing many vicissitudes of life.

In the distance, the sea of ​​fire was still burning, dyeing the sky crimson. The firelight reflected on his face, but he seemed unusually calm inside.

Because of the captain's brilliant strategy, not only did he cleverly preserve the manpower of the black troops, but he also made the Japanese think they had succeeded and indulge in the joy of so-called "victory."

This kind of tactical deception was undoubtedly the greatest mockery of the enemy, which made the One-Eyed Dragon admire the captain's wisdom even more.

He secretly clenched his fists and said to himself: "Captain, you are indeed the god in our hearts. With your plan, this time, I must make the devils pay a more painful price. Let them understand one thing, the Anti-Japanese Brigade is not so easy to be defeated!"

However, at this moment, the Japanese planes in the sky had completed their last round of bombing, and left singing a triumphant song.

Colonel Nakajima stood on the position, looking at the cliff that had turned into scorched earth, and let out a long sigh.

Because everything was finally over, there was no more sound from above the cliff.

Thinking of this, Nakajima immediately gave the order: "Pass the order down, assemble the troops, and prepare to break through the triple pass defense line!"

Following Colonel Nakajima's orders, the Japanese soldiers quickly gathered and got ready.

Their faces were still filled with the arrogance of winners, completely unaware that they were walking step by step towards the abyss of death.

The one-eyed dragon watched the devil's every move, sneering in his heart. Because the trap had been prepared for the devil, just waiting for the devil to get in.

There are three dangerous places in Sanchongguan.

The one-eyed man decided to let the Japanese get away with it for a while, and then he would attack them after they had completely entered the triple checkpoints.

He had to tighten the pocket formation between the second and third levels. By then, it would depend on how many devils would come in and die!

Thinking of this, he turned around and whispered to the soldiers around him: "Brothers, prepare for battle. We must let the devils know that they will never be able to defeat the Anti-Japanese Brigade!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers took orders and immediately prepared according to the original plan.

At the same time, the Japanese army had begun to enter the triple pass.

They lined up in neat rows and walked swaggeringly in the valley of Sanchongguan.

The valley was completely silent at this time, without even the sound of a nightingale.

It was so quiet that it seemed as if all life had been annihilated in the violent explosion just now.

The faces of the devils were filled with pride and complacency.

The idea that the Empire of Japan was invincible in the world was rekindled in their hearts.

Some of the devils even started bragging to each other.

Some were talking about the advanced weapons of the Empire of Japan, while others were talking about their own bravery in combat and how vulnerable the Chinese army was!

(End of this chapter)