Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

In the Northeast, the young marshal's command post was filled with jubilation.

With the liberation of Heilongjiang Province, the Northeast Army turned the tide and avenged the warlord's death.

Several generals gathered together, drinking and playing drinking games, their faces flushed and necks thick.

The young marshal sat to the side, holding a wine glass in his hand, a smile on his lips, but no smile in his eyes.

"Young Marshal, why aren't you drinking?"

The adjutant came over.

Xiao Zhang put down his wine glass.

"We are happy, but we cannot be careless. Although Heilongjiang Province has been liberated, Jilin Province and Liaoning Province are still in the hands of the Japanese. The war is not over yet."

"Yes."

The adjutant's smile faded.

"Any news from the Chinese Independent Brigade?" Xiao Zhang asked.

The adjutant shook his head.

"They are resting in Heilongjiang Province, and it is said that they will continue after the rest."

Xiao Zhang nodded.

"Tell the troops to replenish their ammunition as soon as possible, rest for three days, and then head south with the Chinese Independent Brigade to recapture Jilin Province."

"yes!"

Xiao Zhang stood up and walked to the window.

The snow outside stopped, and he thought of his father, of the September 18 Incident, and of the humiliations of the past years.

Now, I can finally get my revenge.

In Lin Tian's command post, Brigade Commander Chen was reporting on the battle situation.

The entire Heilongjiang province was liberated, and countless enemy troops were annihilated, while our army suffered very few casualties.

The young marshal's troops suffered approximately two thousand casualties and are currently resting.

The remaining Japanese troops in Heilongjiang Province were basically wiped out, with a few escaping to Kyrgyzstan Province.

Lin Tian stood in front of the map, pointing to the location of Jilin Province. "How many Japanese soldiers are left in Jilin Province?"

"According to intelligence, there are about 50,000 men, well-equipped, but their morale is very low. Our bombing caused them great losses. In addition, the news of the liberation of Heilongjiang Province has spread, making the morale of the troops even more unstable."

"Fifty thousand people, plus those from Liaoning Province, that makes over a hundred thousand."

Lin Tian thought for a moment, "Tell Xiao Zhang to head south in three days, first attack Jilin Province, then Liaoning Province, and try to wipe out all the Japanese devils in the Northeast before winter."

"yes!"

"And another thing," Lin Tian turned around, "what's going on in Nanjing?"

Brigade Commander Chen was taken aback.

"Chiang Kai-shek sent people to contact us, trying to win us over, but we politely declined. He is still sending people to investigate our background, but they can't find anything."

"Let him investigate."

A slow smile crept onto Lin Tian's lips. "It's his skill to be able to find out."

Brigade Commander Chen smiled as well.

The joy of the liberation of Heilongjiang Province was still spreading, but everyone knew that an even bigger battle was yet to come.

In Jilin Province, Liaoning Province, and the entire Northeast, countless Japanese devils are waiting to be wiped out.

The tanks of the Huaxia Independent Brigade were ready to go in the snow, while the young marshal's troops were cleaning their guns and preparing ammunition.

They were all waiting for orders to head north.

Meanwhile, in Japan, the conscripted boy soldiers were boarding troop transport ships and heading to the battlefield in China.

Their faces were etched with confusion and fear; they didn't know what they were about to face.

All they knew was that they had to be loyal to the empire and die for His Majesty the Emperor.

The ship was rocking on the sea. Some people were seasick and vomited on the side of the ship, while others huddled in a corner with their guns, trembling.

The waves crashed against the hull of the boat, as if sending these children to their funeral.

The black bird flies and the rabbit runs.

Two Kun Tianhou

Jilin Province.

The headquarters of the 5th Division of the Kwantung Army was located in an old county town, surrounded by trenches and barbed wire.

Division Commander Lieutenant General Matsui Takuro stood on the city wall, gazing at the hazy horizon in the distance, his unease growing.

Heilongjiang Province has been lost.

The enemy is coming.

Kyrgyzstan province is also on the verge of collapse.

Those bombs falling from the sky, those impenetrable tanks, those fighter jets as fast as lightning.

The empire's elite forces were like paper before them.

Matsui knew that this time things were really going to be tough.

The divisional staff officer rushed up, panting heavily, his face pale. "Division Commander, report from the front!"

The Huaxia Independent Brigade and the Northeast Army have surrounded our positions from the north, west, and south, and are less than 20 kilometers away.

Matsui's pupils contracted slightly. "How many people?"

"The Huaxia Independent Brigade has about 9,000 men, the Northeast Army has about 100,000 men, and with other scattered anti-China forces, the total strength exceeds 150,000."

Their firepower was extremely fierce, especially the artillery of the Huaxia Independent Brigade, which had a long range, great power, and high accuracy, making it impossible for our army to retaliate.

Matsui remained silent for a moment, then turned to look at the distant wilderness, where there was nothing—snow, wind, and death.

"Order the troops to consolidate their defensive lines, prepare to hold the line to the death, rely on fortifications, and inflict as many casualties on the enemy as possible to buy time for reinforcements to the homeland."

"Hey!" The staff officer turned and ran downstairs.

Matsui stood alone on the city wall, the wind blowing his military overcoat as he thought of the glory of the Meiji Restoration, the victory in the Russo-Japanese War, and the establishment of Manchukuo.

It took the empire so many years and so many deaths to gain a foothold in the Northeast.

Now, it seems it's about to disappear.

The atmosphere inside the puppet army headquarters was even more oppressive.

The puppet army commander was a traitor in his fifties surnamed Li, who was said to be a prince of the Qing dynasty.

He was wearing the uniform of the puppet Manchukuo army, his face expressionless. Several puppet army generals stood in front of him, their faces grim.

"Commander Li, the Huaxia Independent Brigade and the Northeast Army have surrounded us."

A general's voice trembled, "The young man said we should hold our ground to the death, but they're already mobilizing reinforcements."

Commander Li sneered, "Reinforcements? Heilongjiang Province is lost, and Jilin Province is about to fall too. Where are the reinforcements? We can barely take care of ourselves."

"So what do we do?"

"What can we do? What else can we do? Fight? We can't win. Surrender? We're afraid of being purged."

Commander Li paused for a moment, then said, "Go back first and tell the brothers to keep things calm and not to make any rash moves. I'm going to talk to Xiao Rizi."

The generals exchanged glances and slowly withdrew.

Commander Li stood there alone, his hands trembling, recalling how he had betrayed the Qing Dynasty in order to restore it by collaborating with the Japanese...

Only now do I realize that I had simply tied myself to the sinking ship.

Lin Tian's temporary command post was set up on a small hillside with a wide view. Through binoculars, the Japanese positions could be seen in their entirety.

Trenches, barbed wire, and bunkers, densely packed together, spread across the snow-covered plain like a spider web.

Brigade Commander Chen stood beside him, holding intelligence in his hand, and read it to Lin Tian: "Commander, reconnaissance at the front indicates that the Japanese army has about 50,000 troops and the puppet army has about 100,000 troops, with a total strength of 150,000, which is nearly ten times the size of our army."

"ten times?"

Lin Tian put down his binoculars, a slow smile creeping onto his lips. "So what if it's ten times faster? A bunch of chickens and dogs."

"Also, the puppet army commander sent people to negotiate with us on the condition that they hand over the position and we guarantee their safety."

Lin Tian's gaze turned cold. "Tell him there's no room for negotiation. Traitors will be executed, no matter the reason. Traitors are traitors and do not deserve to be Chinese."

"Yes."

Brigade Commander Chen turned around to relay the order.

Lin Tian raised his binoculars again, looking at the puppet troops' positions in the distance.

One hundred thousand people, one hundred thousand people betrayed us, became the dogs of the Japanese devils, and bullied their own compatriots. How is this any different from human traffickers and murderers?

No matter the reason or the difficulties, anyone who betrays their country deserves to die.

Such a person doesn't deserve to live.

The attack began.

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