Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Boom boom boom... Boom boom boom... The originally quiet air became lively because of the violent explosion. As the shells exploded one after another, the scorching air waves spread out one after another, breaking the surrounding trees, blowing the grass and leaves, and the flames shot up into the sky.

In the midst of the flames and smoke, there were flying dirt and rocks, flying demons, and flying all kinds of miscellaneous equipment...

"What?" Saito, who was hiding in a village near the bombing zone, opened his eyes and mouth wide in surprise, looking at the soldiers who were engulfed by the artillery fire, unable to close them for a long time.

At this time, the battle in the nameless village in the east broke out again, but the scale of the battle was not large. The surviving commander of the First Regiment personally led the guards and more than 200 Japanese soldiers to shoot at the comrades guarding the positions from a distance.

This time, the Japs finally learned their lesson and became more cunning, and had no intention of seeking merit or making reckless advances.

Just before the bombardment began, they used the wreckage of the tanks as cover, moved back and forth between the tanks, and even got under the tanks to shoot, but they never moved forward. The commander of the Japanese army saw clearly that as long as he kept exchanging fire with the Eighth Route Army, he could wait for reinforcements, and then he would have the strength to continue fighting.

However, as the sound of artillery came from the west, the commander felt despair brewing in his heart. So he led his guards and sneaked away from the battlefield, then found a high civilian building to stand on, intending to check what the artillery sound was.

Then, through his telescope, he saw a scene he would never forget.

Chirp, chirp, chirp... Boom, boom, boom... The artillery shells of the Eighth Route Army flew out from a village in the south like they were free, and then exploded fiercely among their own soldiers. Every explosion was a scattering of gravel and dust, a rapidly spreading shock wave, and various body parts flew in all directions with the shock wave, or were simply disassembled and scattered.

"The Second Regiment was on the march, and the ranks were the most dense, but they suffered such a blow... I think there may be no reinforcements?" When worry turned into despair, and when despair became reality, the regiment commander was not so panicked, and even had some composure.

"Since failure is inevitable, let's enjoy the fun of fighting before we fail!" After saying this, the captain jumped off the roof and continued fighting with his guards.

The battle in Wuming Village actually didn't have much meaning. It was just a matter of how long the devils could hold out before being destroyed! On the other side of the ongoing bombing, the surviving devils all felt the despair of doomsday! It was really desperate. The shells fell all over the sky, and the huge explosions sounded in front of and behind me. My head really hurt.

Some Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground and holding their hands to keep their torsos off the ground, loosened their hands after experiencing several vibrations from the ground, allowing their bodies to come into the closest contact with the ground. Then, the explosions from nearby shells once again transmitted the vibrations to their sides, entering their bodies and shattering their internal organs.

There were also Japanese soldiers who were driven crazy by death. They stood up resolutely regardless of the shock waves all around them, and then they were taken away by the shock waves and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There were even more unlucky Japanese soldiers, who were lying on the ground and were fine, but the shells landed right where they were. A 16-kilogram shell, falling from such a high place, smashed the Japanese soldiers right through! Of course, the shells were also kind, because before the brain could react to the sudden pain, the shells exploded... Round after round, the Jiluyu Military Sub-district had accumulated shells for so long, and today the artillerymen were forced to make as much as they could, and they fired six rounds before they stopped.

6 rounds, 54 heavy mortars, 324 shells were fired, weighing 5184 kilograms, just enough to exchange for a Li Yunlong! Well, Li Yunlong is still quite valuable...

After the bombardment, the area where the Japanese were located became bumpy, with craters all over the road and the same situation around. Between the craters was loose soil that was still steaming, giving the impression of being turned into scorched earth. Under the cover of this loose soil, you could occasionally see half a palm, half a butt, half an arm, half a calf, and dragging intestines...

In short, this was a hellish scene, not like the human world! However, seeing the devil being stabbed in such a miserable state, the comrades of the special forces regiment who had rushed over all the way were very happy.

"Captain of the First Battalion, take your troops and continue to advance into the mulberry forest. Kill those devils and seize the howitzers!" Not far from the bombing area, Captain Guo instructed his battalion commander.

"Yes, commander, isn't it just a small group of Japanese devils? Please do it... Our first battalion is determined to complete the mission!" After saying this, the battalion commander led the soldiers forward, leaving the tragic battlefield to the second and third battalions to deal with.

"Second Battalion Commander, take your soldiers and conduct a carpet search here. Do not let go of any suspicious locations, and do not let go of any Japanese! Tell the comrades that as long as the Japanese do not surrender, they should be treated as enemies and must not be lenient! Go... Third Battalion Commander..."

"Captain of the Third Battalion, take your troops and immediately launch a feint attack on the county town. Also bring some explosives and blow up a few sections of the railway line. Stop the railway for a few days first!"

"Yes, Commander..." The third battalion commander also ran away with his four companies.

"Captain, you can't move forward anymore. Until it's safe, you'd better move under the protection of our guard company! I know you want to talk about a bayonet fight, but we have too many options now, and it's not time for our commander to do it himself..." Well, because he was too close to the line of fire, Captain Guo was controlled by his subordinates.

The Eighth Route Army's actions were fast and large! After all, the artillery regiment was dispatched, which was definitely a big move! While Captain Guo and his men were waiting, the bombing area was first combed through, and the result was that no Japanese soldier was alive, and not even one Japanese soldier was intact.

Meanwhile, in the mulberry forest one kilometer away, the short battle was quickly over. The battalion commander led his men to seize all the howitzers of the Japanese 105mm howitzer battalion, and also captured some Japanese artillery prisoners. This was considered a professional team. That is, without shells, the howitzers were basically useless. (End of this chapter)