Anti-Japanese heroic righteousness

The seventh theater has ten group armies under its jurisdiction. In order to balance the combat effectiveness of each group army, Mr. Xu distributed the No.18 group army as the backbone force to each group army.

Of course, it is not that the soldiers of the No.18 Army are better than other troops, but that they have strict organizational discipline, strong execution ability, and dare to fight desperately. Delegating to each army is to play a leading role.

And this also means that once they encounter the most difficult and cruel battles, they have to face it head on.

In any case, the response plan for the Sino-Soviet border has been released. As for whether it will be effective, it depends on the performance of the soldiers in front.

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the south bank of the Datong River in Pyongyang.

The whole city has been completely reduced to ruins. It is difficult to see a complete house in the city. There are only broken walls and ruins everywhere you look.

Among the ruins, there are people everywhere, dead people to be precise, with arms, short legs, heads, waists, and waists in all kinds of ways. The air is filled with the strong smell of blood and gunpowder smoke.

Although the war is over, sporadic gunshots and explosions, and even screams and cries can still be heard.

Teams of heavily armed soldiers in camouflage uniforms are cleaning the battlefield, searching every corner under the ruins, streets and alleys, and even sewers.

Even if you find a place that cannot be explored, you will throw a few grenades into it without hesitation, and even the Pyro will breathe fire directly into it.

Perhaps the tragic death of the commander of the Airborne Division, Liu Xianwei, on the battlefield after the battle had taught them too profound a lesson, so now they are also extra careful when cleaning the battlefield.

On the street, more than a dozen bulldozers were busy cleaning up the entire street. Explosions could be seen from time to time under the crawlers. The lethality of the cluster bombs was terrifying, but the hidden dangers after the war were also harmful. Far.

Several Humvees came from a distance and stopped in the middle of the street. A group of soldiers filed down and quickly guarded the surrounding area.

Chu Zhongtian walked out of the hummer, followed by Wu Chaowen and a group of generals.

The same combat uniform, but Chu Zhongtian wore it extraordinarily domineering, exuding the majesty of a superior all over his body.

In the ruins not far away, a colonel trotted all the way over, stood at attention in front of Chu Zhongtian and saluted, and said, "Report to the commander, the [-]th Regiment is carrying out the task of cleaning the battlefield, please give instructions."

Chu Zhongtian returned the salute, glanced left and right, and said in displeasure, "It's been almost an hour since this army has passed by. Why haven't you cleaned up the corpses on the battlefield?"

The colonel said with a bitter face: "Commander, you don't know that there are at least hundreds of thousands of casualties in this city. We are only one regiment. I am afraid that we will not be able to finish cleaning up until dawn."

Chu Zhongtian frowned. Obviously, the number of hundreds of thousands shocked him a little, and he said casually, "I can't imagine that the little devil has deployed so many troops in Pyongyang?"

"Commander, there are only tens of thousands of little devils, the main thing is..."

"What's the main thing?" Chu Zhongtian yelled loudly, the colonel trembled in fright, and immediately had an epiphany, and hurriedly said: "Yes, the little devil has at least more than 30 troops deployed in Pyongyang."

Chu Zhongtian glared at the colonel, his eyes shifted, as if he had noticed something in front of him, he went straight to the sidewalk, and stopped in front of a thin corpse.

This is a ten-year-old boy with a big hole in his chest, and he has been dead for a long time.

However, what Chu Zhongtian paid attention to was not the corpse, but a small crock held in the arms of the corpse.

Chu Zhongtian picked it up with his toes, and the small earthenware pot rolled down from the corpse. The colonel behind him panicked, pushed Chu Zhongtian away suddenly, stepped forward, and pressed the earthen pot under his chest with a forward pounce .

This action frightened the surrounding guards, and they all rushed towards Chu Zhongtian.

"What are you doing?" Chu Zhongtian drove the guards away, cursing, "Isn't it just a home-made bomb? There is no need to make such a fuss, who the hell, get up for me quickly, don't be ashamed."

The colonel got up quickly, but still held the small earthen jar tightly. After examining it carefully, he smirked at Chu Zhongtian and said, "The fuze is still there, there is no danger, ha ha."

Chu Zhongtian pointed at the small earthen pot and said seriously: "See, the little devil is so sinister and vicious, I am afraid that he has sent weapons to everyone in the city, even this kind of ten-year-old child has been armed by them. If you don't notice for a while, you won't know how you died in their hands."

The colonel handed the earthen jar to the soldiers behind him, and said solemnly: "Commander, you are right about this, most of the people in the city are armed, what kind of bombs, jars, wine bottles? There are firecrackers, knives and long guns, and although the weapons are crudely made junk and obsolete products, they are still killing things, and it is not a joke to be tampered with by them."

"It's good to know, so, in future battles, you must keep in mind that being soft to the enemy is cruel to yourself... Chief of Staff, you have to inform the whole army about this."

"Yes, Commander, I've made a note." Wu Chaowen stepped forward, hesitated for two seconds and then continued, "It's just... Commander, there are 3000 to [-] million people on the Korean Peninsula. Do we all have to..."

"Why, is it hard to say the word 'kill'?" Chu Zhongtian looked at Wu Chaowen coldly, "Although we did not participate in the Battle of Treasure Island, you should have heard that the people on Treasure Island are strictly speaking The descendants of Yan and Huang, but do you see that they are still of one mind with us? What's more, these people on the peninsula are not my race. resection."

"Yes, cut out these cancerous tumors mercilessly." Some soldiers around them shouted with real arms, their blood throbbing.

Wu Chaowen sighed softly, and looked forward unconsciously. A forklift was lifting the bucket truck high, and then a bucket full of corpses fell into the big pit dug ahead.

……

Shanghai, the former enemy headquarters of the national army.

Liu He hurried into Jiang Haoran's office, raised the telegram in his hand and said excitedly: "Boss, the Chu Zhongtian Department has all crossed the Datong River defense line, and the troops are marching towards the enemy's second defense line."

Jiang Haoran raised his head from the desk, and said casually: "There is nothing to brag about occupying a city in ruins, and the next step depends on the speed of Chu Zhongtian's advance, and it is best to hit the [-]th parallel within three to five days. "

Liu He said: "The Datong River defense line has been destroyed by cluster bombs. The little devils have suffered unprecedented heavy losses. At least five divisions have suffered devastating blows. The biggest obstacle for the special warfare group has been removed. In my opinion, within five days It should not be difficult to hit the [-]th parallel."

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