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The earth was shaking, shock waves were spreading, flames were rising, and the Japs were ascending... well, ascending in the physical sense, and then disintegrating into fertilizer, a true cycle of reincarnation!
The bombardment was so shocking, so unreasonable, and so indiscriminate! In the face of such a powerful bombardment, it was difficult to preserve the positions, let alone the Japs and puppet troops who were completely exposed to the impact! So with just one round of bombardment, more than half of these Japs and puppet troops were gone.

Then, round after round, the three rapid shots finally ended, and the entire battlefield returned to tranquility, with only the water of the Xiao River still flowing slowly...

What? Why aren't you shooting at the position? To shoot, you need to have an enemy, right? Now there are no more enemy shouts and muzzle flashes in front of the position, who do you want your comrades to shoot at? Bullets are free, right?

The water of Xiaohe River kept flowing day and night, but at this time, there were many things in the water that did not belong to Xiaohe River. For example, an arm, a head, half a thigh, twisted intestines, and all kinds of internal organs...

In short, Xiaohe River feels dirty, and the water quality has changed from clear to dark red... But it seems that this water quality is more nutritious? It seems that the fish in the water are very happy!

The battlefield was quiet, but this did not affect the sun rising as usual, so the entire valley was becoming brighter.

Whoosh... A breeze blew across the river, causing ripples on the water and bringing a strong smell of blood and stench to the people on the position.

"Captain, this... forget it, I won't ask anymore!" Someone on the main position in the north opened his mouth, then closed it again. It was really hard to say anything.

"Lao Zhang, I think that the future development direction of our regiment does not necessarily require a large number of people, but a large number of artillery! You should think about it now and see if we have anything to show off, and then try to equip the regiment with some heavy mortars! I have figured it out. With this thing in hand, I feel really at ease!" Kong Jie's voice came.

After the bombing, not only Kong Jie, the New Second Regiment, but also the comrades of the two local regiments in the south felt the power of the artillery, especially in such a large-scale positional battle, the lethality of the artillery was crushing the infantry! Of course, without the infantry, the artillery could not fully exert its power, which was a complementary relationship.

The bombing just now has already left a deep impression of the role of artillery in the hearts of these officers and soldiers!

Time passed slowly, and the Japs did not take any further action. The sky gradually brightened, and some fog appeared out of nowhere, continuing to obscure people's vision.

The sun appeared, the sky turned red, and the morning mist slowly dissipated, revealing the entire battlefield before people's eyes.

In front of the position in the valley, there were many bodies lying in all directions, some of them were puppet soldiers, and some were Japanese soldiers. For a moment, it was unclear how many there were Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers. What was more obvious was the wheat field dyed red by blood. The green wheat seedlings were sprayed with red blood everywhere, forming a red and green color scheme.

Looking further west, the wheat fields have been destroyed beyond recognition, with large and small craters all over the fields. Some wheat seedlings have been uprooted, with their white and tender roots facing upwards and their roots burnt. They look dead! There are no bodies around the craters, but only brown soil covering the wheat seedlings, and some places are still pitch black. Further away from the craters, a circle of corpses of the Japanese and puppet soldiers lie on the ground in a radial pattern, with their bodies twisted at various weird angles. Around these corpses, there are all kinds of limbs and arms scattered around, with all kinds of red, black, yellow, and green colors filling them. I don’t know what kind of organs they are, or if they are just wheat seedlings.

"Is this the power of artillery?" Someone finally exclaimed. However, no one answered him, because those who had never seen it were still shocked, while those who had seen it were used to it.

"Where are the Japanese? They made such a big noise last night, how come they are silent now? Old Zheng, you are experienced, how many Japanese and puppet troops do you think are there down there?" On the mountain in the north, Kong Jie came up to Zheng Changfeng and handed him a Sakura cigarette.

"Hiss...ha..." Zheng Changfeng exhaled a puff of smoke and then said, "You ask me, don't you have more experience than me? I estimate that, not counting those in front of the position, there are no less than 1000 Japanese puppet troops in the bombing area alone! If you count those in front of the position, there should be about or people?"

"I guess it's about the same! The key is what the Japanese are thinking? Sending so many troops up so early in the morning? Are they really planning to break through our defense line in one go? Logically, the Japanese should have other flanking troops. This is their usual trick! But our reconnaissance range is three miles around, and we haven't seen any of the Japanese's flanking troops!" Kong Jie said.

"You ask me, but who should I ask? Our reconnaissance company is in the west, and your reconnaissance company is also in the west. The two sides are across the river from each other. If the Japanese made a surprise attack, we would have fought long ago!" Zheng Changfeng said.

"Commander, the reconnaissance company sent a telegram saying that some traces were found in the west. They are suspected to be the traces left by a troop of at least 200 people who stopped and turned back!" At this time, Shu Youtuan came over and said.

"At least 200 people? This is probably the Japanese's reinforced squadron! Stop and turn back? Could it be that they were scared by our artillery? The Japanese also get scared sometimes?" Zheng Changfeng's tone was filled with suspicion, disbelief, and a bit of pride.

"The Japs are the Japs. Although they are cruel and inhumane, they are also afraid of death in the end! No matter what, we can buy another day for Yangquan! I just hope that our comrades in the rear will work quickly and empty Yangquan! Hehe, then, I will beg everyone for some heavy mortar equipment for our regiment!" Kong Jie said.

"Ahem, don't worry about the things in the rear for now. There is still a large battlefield ahead that needs to be cleaned up! Do you want to do it or do we want to do it? Or, let the comrades from the local group do it?" Zheng Changfeng asked.

"Let the comrades from the local regiment come! They have come to help during this period, not only helping to move things, but also helping to dig trenches. Just this morning, there was a battle, and they opened fire across the Xiao River... We can't let them get nothing, right? Lao Zheng, do you want these spoils?" Kong Jie asked.

"Bullets, just give me enough bullets! And, food... forget about food. The food brought by the Japanese puppet troops is probably stained with blood, so let's not throw it away!" Zheng Changfeng said, shaking his head.

"Haha, you don't care about it, but we do! Man Jianghong said it well, if you are ambitious, you will eat the meat of the barbarians when you are hungry, and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when you are thirsty. We are not afraid of not being able to eat the blood-stained food!" said Political Commissar Zhang. (End of this chapter)