The heavy-duty Wei Shen Cannon was absolutely eye-catching in its first appearance. The power of the 130mm caliber was almost half that of the 107mm. It knocked down a large area with one shot;
The effect of the serial explosion of 128 heavy rockets can only be described as terrifying. One coverage engulfed the 55th Regiment and the headquarters of Colonel Imao;
After the explosion, the Japs in the explosion area were like tornadoes. The ground was covered with yellow shit. Only ten of them were able to stand. They were all devastated and stood there like fools. They were no different from the walking zombies.
"Baga Yalu, what happened? Is the god angry?"
The captain of the 56th Wing murmured that he had never seen such fierce artillery fire and was completely frightened.
He almost stared as he watched another round of "fireworks" fly towards the mountain artillery regiment, followed by a series of huge explosions, followed by even more violent explosions of artillery shells.
“It’s over, the artillery wing is over too!
Who can tell me why China has such advanced artillery? This must be supported by Eagle Sauce! "
The old Japanese really knows how to answer. At this time, the mountain artillery regiment was like a hell on earth after being killed by artillery bombs. It was so miserable that the broken limbs and broken arms were scattered on the ground. It was impossible to tell who belonged to them, and there was no way to fight on the battlefield.
When another round of fireworks flew towards the 56th Wing, he finally no longer had to worry, because he saw the most painful scene for him. His heroic 56th Wing warriors were torn into pieces by gunfire.
Loud bugles sounded in the mountains on both sides of the road, followed by shouts of killing, and the Eighth Route Army that they had defeated before surrounded them from all directions...
"It's over, it's completely over..."
The captain of the 56th Regiment ordered the destruction of the regiment flag, then took out a short knife and stabbed it into his lower abdomen, causing him to throb in pain;
The old Japanese was ruthless enough. He bit his dog's teeth, turned it in one direction, and pulled it to the right, forming a fairly standard cross.
He finally had the nerve to meet Amaterasu.
The remaining more than a thousand Japs from the 55th Regiment, the 56th Regiment and the 18th Mountain Artillery Regiment have been blown up and are unable to organize a decent resistance. They just reflexively fight on their own.
They were soon divided into more than a dozen pieces by the Eighth Route Army, which was charging at them from all directions, and then disappeared piece by piece.
The encirclement and annihilation battle against the main force of the Eighteenth Division had lost its suspense. It only took less than eight hours. All the Japanese were turned into corpses, and not a single prisoner or a wounded person was left;
The next step was to clean up the battlefield, which was more like a tornado blowing over, leaving white corpses all over the ground.
Old Man Stevie, who was rushing past excitedly, shook his head:
"Chu, you should pay attention to the manners of a big country and leave them some dignity as soldiers. Military uniforms are their personal belongings and should be left to them."
Chu Xiong said casually:
"Who said they didn't leave a little dignity for them? Why don't they still have a fig leaf, a fine white butterfly cloth?"
After hearing this, Stevie frowned and said coquettishly:
"Why are there no prisoners or wounded? This is not in line with the rules. Did you kill the prisoners? This is a violation of the Geneva Convention!"
Chu Xiong said with a cold face:
"Commander He, have you violated that Laoshizi Convention?"
He Zhenhua replied loudly:
"Report to the commander, the Japanese are as stubborn as stones in a latrine. Comrades can only eliminate them. They have not violated any bullshit treaty!"
After hearing this, Chu Xiong spread his hands and said to Old Man Stevie:
"You heard it, the Japanese are too stubborn. They are not like John Bull who likes to surrender his gun. We can only fulfill their wish and annihilate this group of Japanese."
Stevie was still pretending to be a saint, but the few reporters he brought along with the army were much more down-to-earth than he was. They all held up their cameras to take pictures of the white-colored Japs, without caring about the film at all. Every photo taken here The photo will set off the domestic hawk sauce, they really need to see this big victory!
One of the tough female reporters took off a piece of crotch cloth and took a close-up of a soybean grain, which she planned to keep privately.
This is the ironclad evidence of the "little" Japs, in case the Japs don't admit it later.
After doing this, she put on a charming smile and asked Chu Xiong coquettishly:
"General Chu, can we pat your trophies?"
"Of course, this is your reporter's right!"
After Chu Xiong finished speaking, he turned around and said to He Zhenhua:
"Commander He, take the reporters to take pictures of the trophies, lest anyone say we are exaggerating our military achievements."
As soon as the female reporter heard this, she immediately attached herself to He Zhenhua and said:
"General He, I heard that you personally commanded this battle. You are so awesome. Can I take a photo of you?"
He Zhenhua pushed her away in disgust, and then glanced at Chu Xiong. Chu Xiong nodded. Female Ying Jiang jumped up excitedly and rushed towards Chu Xiong. Chu Xiong reflexively wanted to kick her over, but finally stopped;
At least they are still allies now. Taking advantage of Chu Xiong's opportunity to retract his legs, Miss Anna succeeded in a sneak attack and pecked Chu Xiong's black face, leaving a big red mark.
Old Man Stevie shrugged and said:
"Chu, it seems that you are very popular with the ladies of Yingjiang. They admire heroes who can kill damned Japanese!"
(Chu Xiong: I’m not shy about you. A few months ago you were selling scrap steel to them.)
"General Stevie, although the Independent Division won this battle, the ammunition brought from China has been used up. If you don't send us equipment, General He and I will pick up our bayonets and fight the Japanese."
Although Stilwell kept criticizing, he was already happy in his heart. With only one division, he annihilated half of the Japanese division in one battle. Such a capable unit was exactly what he had been looking for. After the report appeared in the domestic newspapers, not to mention some equipment, as long as he liked it, the female hawk-chan would give him a piece!
"Chu, these are nothing. You make a list and it will be sent to Mandalay by transport plane within three days. If the New Seventh Division and the New Ninth Division are as elite as the independent divisions, I will take care of the equipment. .”
After meeting the rabbit, Old Man Stevie finally gave in and even used a transport plane to deliver it within three days!
Sure enough, as Stilwell expected, the Independence Division's victory at Mandalay was reported in the news that night, and it instantly detonated the Eagle Country. This was the greatest victory the Allies had achieved on the Eastern battlefield since the two sides declared war. ;
The white corpses and tiny soybean grains all over the mountains and plains made the Yingjiang people revel.
"You dare to challenge the mighty Taka-chan at such a young age!"
Numerous Yingjiang secretly took out the gadget and compared it with the small soybean grains, and their self-confidence increased.
"These kids are so naughty!"
After Franklin finished speaking, he lit up a big cigar with great joy. Hawks still like big cigars, and he was no exception.
"Your Excellency, General Chu Xiong is so capable. You made the right decision. With one division, he wiped out more than 9,000 people from the Eighteenth Division, the most elite of the Japs. If you give him 5 divisions, the Emerald Battlefield will be able to stabilize the situation. .”
Franklin shook his hand and said:
"NO, NO, George, you are so petty, like a grain of rice from a Japanese devil!
My plan is to give him 50 divisions in the future, so that the devils in the southern battlefield will tremble. This is the atmosphere of Yingjiang! "
