When Wang Chengzhu heard the words "full bombardment," he was overjoyed.
The battalion commander usually enjoys firing cannons, but afterwards he'll start cursing, blaming himself for wasting them.
Now that we're driving tanks provided by our comrades, we no longer have to worry about the regimental commander being stingy with ammunition.
Unlimited firepower! Unlimited ammo!
After adjusting the cannon muzzle, Wang Chengzhu said, "Cannon muzzle adjustment complete. Please give instructions, Commander!"
Li Yunlong roared as he watched the Japanese soldiers from the Sakata Regiment charge towards him.
"fire!"
With a loud bang, a shell was fired from the cannon barrel, turning into a shooting star and rushing towards the Sakata Regiment's camp.
Meanwhile, Sakata, the old Japanese devil, was looking at the map, preparing to arrange his men for the next daring charge.
The Japanese army's tactics against the Eighth Route Army were simple: after the artillery shells were detonated, the soldiers would charge.
Although the tactics are simple, they are the best for the Eighth Army, which lacks firepower.
Just after he finished making the arrangements, he heard a series of urgent whistles.
Experienced Japanese soldiers could tell from the sound that artillery shells were coming.
Moreover, it was a large shell, because smaller ones don't travel as fast and don't make such a loud sound.
However, these Japanese soldiers were somewhat slow to react, because how could there possibly be such shells at Toba Riku's place?
They don't even have many mortars, so how could they possibly have large artillery shells?
By the time they came to their senses, the shells had already landed on the Sakata Regiment's position.
"boom!"
A beautiful mushroom cloud rose from the middle of the Sakata Regiment, its flames reaching thousands of meters high, illuminating the entire sky and turning the clouds golden.
In Li Yunlong's eyes, this was not the light from the explosion of artillery shells, but the light representing the righteous path shining on the earth.
Seeing the mushroom cloud rise into the sky, Wang Chengzhu immediately jumped up inside the tank.
"I hit it! I hit it!"
With a thud, his head hit the tank's armor. He clutched his head, still looking excited.
This shot signifies that the tanks supported by the young comrade can also exert tremendous power on our side.
Seeing the mushroom cloud rising over the Japanese positions, Zhang Dabiao flicked his hat off and immediately opened fire.
He couldn't tolerate the Japanese devils for even a second longer.
He just wanted to kill all these beasts.
The other soldiers of the new regiment also followed suit and opened fire.
More than a thousand tanks, firing at a rate of sixty shells per minute, each shell possessing power approaching that of an atomic bomb.
By the time Li Yunlong realized what was happening, each tank had fired ten shells, and the entire Cangyun Ridge was blasted to pieces.
"Ceasefire, ceasefire, damn it, ceasefire!"
"Didn't I tell you to keep Sakata's command post?"
"Damn it, where's Sakata?"
Looking at the Cangyun Ridge that had been bombed flat, Li Yunlong cursed angrily into the walkie-talkie.
The soldiers of the New First Regiment, however, did not care at all. They looked at Cangyun Ridge engulfed in flames and were all smiles.
That battle was incredibly exciting.
This is the first time they've fought such an exhilarating battle.
There's no need to sacrifice lives, nor is there a need for hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese.
All you need to do is aim and fire to wipe out an entire Sakata Regiment in one go.
This feeling, this record, is just so exhilarating.
So they didn't care at all about Li Yunlong's few curses.
As long as I can kill those Japanese devils, what does it matter if I get beaten up by the regimental commander?
Near Cangyun Ridge, at the headquarters of the 358th Regiment of the Guo Army, Chu Yunfei stared at the map on the wall, where the arrows were jagged and interlocked.
During this Japanese siege of the Eighth Route Army, Yan Xishan gave a special order: no friction with the Japanese army and no assistance to these local Eighth Route Army soldiers.
Therefore, even if Chu Yunfei had a thousand thoughts in his mind, he could only keep them to himself.
Seeing the Eighth Army retreating in defeat, Chu Yunfei felt a pang of sadness.
"Reporting to the commander, the unit on Cangyun Ridge is the Japanese Sakata Regiment, and the unit that is surrounded is the New 1st Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Army, whose commander is Li Yunlong."
The chief of staff came over with a document and began to report to Chu Yunfei. He was somewhat surprised when he heard about the Sakata Regiment.
Because this regiment was the elite of the Japanese troops.
This time, the Japanese army, with four columns, completely surrounded the Eighth Route Army's base area.
The terrain of Cangyun Ridge forms an encirclement, and it's only a matter of time before this new regiment is wiped out by the Sakata Regiment.
Thinking of this, Chu Yunfei felt a little uncomfortable and asked the chief of staff, "Let's send our artillery to help out."
"They are all fine men of China, they shouldn't die like this at Cangyun Ridge. Let the artillery provide support."
The chief of staff looked somewhat embarrassed: "Regimental Commander, Commander Yan has repeatedly emphasized that what we are doing is inappropriate."
Chu Yunfei looked at the chief of staff, sighed, and slammed his hand on the table.
With a loud bang, the paper and pens on the table were sent flying, the ground trembled, and some dust was shaken down from the roof beams.
The chief of staff, leaning on his chair, looked at his regimental commander with a shocked expression and said, "Regimental commander, what excellent palm techniques!"
"What the hell? That's the sound of cannonballs!"
Chu Yunfei immediately took his binoculars and went outside; it was clearly the power of an exploding shell.
"Fire there! Fire anywhere!"
Chu Yunfei hurriedly left the command post, grabbing his binoculars to check where the shelling had occurred.
As soon as they stepped onto the front line, they saw a mushroom cloud rising into the sky, slowly descending.
Then, in Chu Yunfei's view, one shell after another streaked across the sky and landed on the position of the Sakata Regiment.
Then one explosion after another rang out, and mushroom clouds shot into the sky one after another.
Under the flames that stretched for thousands of meters, Chu Yunfei could feel the heat wave hitting him from a great distance.
The sound of the explosion caused him to experience tinnitus; his ears were ringing.
Watching shell after shell fall, Chu Yunfei felt as if his heart was bleeding.
He had never seen a shell with such power.
A single shell enveloped the entire Sakata Regiment's camp.
Now, nearly ten thousand shells have landed on the Sakata Regiment's positions.
Apart from the first shell that killed the Japanese soldier, the other shells were a complete waste.
Ignoring the noise in his ears, Chu Yunfei quickly grabbed his binoculars and looked at the Eighth Army's position.
The trajectory of the shells just now indicated that they were fired from the territory of the Eighth Army.
He was very curious to know where the Eighth Army got its shells from.
He also wanted to know why Tuba Lu was wasting artillery shells.
Chu Yunfei took a look through the binoculars, then put them down and rubbed his eyes.
He suspected he hadn't slept well and was hallucinating.
Why are there so many tanks at the Eighth Army's positions?
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