After wiping his eyes and calming himself down, the brigade commander began to give instructions.
"You must be careful. After you send the second Miss Qiu off to her wedding, prepare to return immediately. Don't get entangled with the Japanese. After all, that's their territory. Go home right away. We'll be waiting for you at home."
"Yes, Zhurong has received it!"
The brigade commander gave a few instructions and then ended the report.
Ding Wei listened to the noisy static in his headphones, then looked up at the people in the tank: "The brigade commander told us to go back after we've finished blowing them up, and not to get entangled with the Japanese, in case they retaliate."
"Counterattack?"
Li Yunlong looked at the island nation engulfed in flames, and then at the bombing squads that were still bombing with great enthusiasm, and felt somewhat puzzled.
"Where the hell is this counterattack coming from? The ones flying in the sky right now are all our bombing squad members. How can there be any counterattack?"
"We've bombed the island nation into this state, how could they possibly still have the ability to retaliate?"
"If you ask me, we should just bomb the island nation flat right now, so we don't have to come back again later."
Seeing that Li Yunlong was already carried away, Zhao Gang immediately tried to dissuade him.
"Commander Li, let's follow headquarters' advice."
"This is our first long-range bombing mission. Safety is our top priority. We'll treat it as an opportunity to gain experience."
"If the leaders see how successful our plan has been and how great the results we've achieved, they might just bomb the island nation flat next time they come."
"We can't afford to lose sight of the bigger picture. There are still many Japanese devils waiting for you to bomb our homeland."
Hearing Zhao Gang's words, Li Yunlong finally suppressed his urge to kill all the Japanese devils.
This political commissar truly lives up to his reputation as a top student from Yenching University; what he says makes a lot of sense.
He then drove the tank to Mount Fuji and dropped the other Miss Qiu down as well.
Wang Chengzhu had excellent aim; this Miss Qiu landed precisely inside Miss Qiu's crater and was then detonated.
The shockwave from the explosion instantly awakened the dormant volcano.
The lava churned with the mushroom cloud, then shot into the sky, splashing in all directions.
The volcanic eruption triggered by the explosion shook not only Tokyo, but the entire island nation.
Countless Japanese soldiers, watching the volcanic eruption, felt a sense of despair.
They only knew that they were attacking China; they didn't know how brutal the battlefield really was.
They only knew that their army was advancing triumphantly, but they didn't know the suffering that the civilians on the battlefield were enduring.
It wasn't until those two loud explosions echoed across the island nation that they understood what a real battlefield was.
As the second Miss Qiu exploded, Ding Wei called for the bombing squad to prepare for retreat.
The bombing squad members were in the middle of a fierce bombing raid when they heard the order to retreat, and they felt a little reluctant.
They couldn't bear to leave; the scenery was so beautiful.
The sun had just risen, and the ground was covered with mushroom clouds and countless broken walls and ruins.
Most importantly, the Japanese soldiers here are scattered here and there, making them look particularly interesting, and you can never get enough of them.
Looking at the beautiful scenery, they were reluctant to leave.
However, despite their reluctance, they still drove the tanks up into the air, reaching an altitude of over 10,000 meters, when given the order.
To date, the Japanese do not have any aircraft capable of flying at altitudes above 10,000 meters.
All the Japanese planes that came to support the bombing squad passed by.
When the Japanese reinforcements arrived, all that could be seen in the once bustling city of Tokyo was heat.
Meanwhile, Ding Wei, who was on the plane, was also reporting to Taiyuan City.
"Zhurong calls the Heavenly Palace, Zhurong calls the Heavenly Palace, the mission is successfully completed, we are on our way home and have not encountered any obstacles."
Upon hearing this, the brigade commander cheered, and the entire command post erupted in cheers.
All the leaders were cheering for the victory.
This time, it truly represents a complete shift in the balance between offense and defense.
From now on, if Kou can go there, so can I.
The commander was so excited that he ordered the logistics department to prepare a feast to reward the bombing squad members when they returned.
After the cheers subsided, none of the leaders went back to rest; instead, they held a meeting.
Now that Tank and Miss Qiu have appeared, they have decided to change their future direction.
The focus now is no longer on the Japanese invaders, but on dealing with the turbulent domestic situation.
The meeting lasted for two hours, ending only when the bombing squad returned.
All the leaders walked out of the command post, looking thoughtful. Although their faces showed some doubt, their eyes remained firm.
They have always firmly believed that the Party will lead the people to a better tomorrow.
When Li Yunlong returned with his squad, all the soldiers of the Eighth Army in Taiyuan City stood on both sides waiting for them.
Tens of thousands of soldiers lined up in long queues, beating drums and gongs to welcome the return of the bombing squad.
Wang Yousheng got off the tank and looked at the scene before him, feeling somewhat flattered.
He had never been so glamorous in his entire life.
After rummaging through his clothes, straightening his collar, and wiping his face, Wang Yousheng smiled and followed the bombing squad through the crowd.
The boss held up a special-class merit medal and hung it around his neck.
Each team member received a special merit award.
Their actions this time are worthy of a medal for outstanding merit.
Wang Yousheng touched the medal on his neck, looking incredibly proud, with a smile he couldn't suppress.
After awarding the medals, the brigade commander took the bombing squad to a victory celebration banquet.
Zhao Gang, meanwhile, took out his camera and showed the film footage to the bosses and leaders, because no matter how well he described it, nothing could be as clear as a photograph.
Looking at the scene on the film, which resembled a living hell, the boss couldn't help but clap and cheer.
"Good! Good! Good!"
"You damn Japanese devils, you've finally met your match! Let's see if you're still so arrogant now."
The film was passed around among the leaders, who then selected a few good photos, had them developed, and prepared them for publication in the newspapers.
The Eighth Army now needs more than just driving out the Japanese invaders; they also need the hearts and minds of the people.
These photos are the best way to win people's hearts, even better than real gold and silver.
When the news of the bombing of the island nation was published, the entire Chinese nation was in an uproar.
If it weren't for the photos in the newspapers, no one would have imagined that this group of eight army soldiers were really so audacious as to drive tanks from Taiyuan to the island nation and then bombard it indiscriminately.
Looking at the photos in the newspaper, at the scenes that resembled hell on earth, countless ordinary people applauded.
Some patriots even took out firecrackers in broad daylight and set them off in the streets.
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