At the Expeditionary Force Headquarters, the deployment meeting for the Encirclement and Suppression of the 6th Division is underway, and everyone’s face can’t conceal their excitement.
“Comrades, the Sixth Division is now the bastard in the world, and we can arrest it as we please;
The ammunition and materials needed for counterattack have been collected, and all participating troops have been in place. It is time to deal with these bastards. My request is only one - to completely, cleanly and completely eliminate the Japs of the Sixth Division. One Do not stay!
Remember to destroy, not annihilate!
Now please ask Chief of Staff Zhong to deploy a specific combat plan. "
As soon as Chu Xiong finished speaking, the army and division commanders below straightened themselves up again. This is a big meal. If you miss it, you will beat your legs for the rest of your life. If you participate, you can hold your grandson's hand and brag until you die - Grandpa. Worth it!
Only Stevie was still struggling with the difference between elimination and annihilation. He always felt that there was a trick involved, but he had no evidence. The vastness and profoundness of Chinese writing was beyond his level of half a sword to understand, and even if he had passed CET-6 in Chinese no good.
Those who are careful will find that Zhong Guoliang specially changed into a new military uniform. Li Chenxi thought sadly:
"On the day when I entered the bridal chamber as the new Langguan, the military uniform I wore was not so formal. Really, I didn't even notify you in advance."
Zhong Guoliang tugged at the corner of his clothes again, and after making sure there was no problem, he cleared his throat and said:
"Comrades, the launch time of the general offensive is exactly eight o'clock tomorrow morning. The flying detachment will arrive over the Sixth Division's regiment headquarters before eight o'clock to carry out bombing;
After the bombing is over, the artillery group attacks the Sixth Division headquarters..."
After Zhong Guoliang's deployment was completed, Stevie gave the speech. After all, he was the supreme commander, and someone had to say something about paying for the equipment;
Stevie had no special feelings for the Sixth Division, but the temptation to annihilate an A-class division was still very strong for him.
After this battle, he will definitely appear on the front page of Time Magazine and become a household name in Eagle Sauce. To say he is not excited would be a lie;
I originally thought about a lot of words, but in the end I forgot all the words. In the end I could only say without writing:
"Generals, I have approved your battle plan. Kill that bastard of the Sixth Division!"
After Steve finished speaking, he waved his hand. His whole body felt as comfortable as if he had been driving a sports car for an hour with the cover girl of the Times, reaching a speed of 500 miles per hour.
Now he finally understands why Chinese people always like to use foul language when they are excited. The phrase "Fuck that bastard of the 6th Division" is really exciting.
After the meeting, the various departments of the expeditionary force entered the final preparation time. Now the expeditionary force is fighting a high-consumption three-dimensional war. It is not like counterattack before. The ammunition and materials that need to be mobilized are a huge number. It is no exaggeration. It is said that modern war is all about attrition.
In the city of Mandalay, the First Division of the Independence Army had been fully engaged and was fighting with the two and a half regiments of the Japs. No one could tell what the outcome was.
You have me, and I have you. To withdraw, we must blow the pre-arranged rally call. Now both sides in the city are red-blooded. Without a retreat order from their superiors, no one will take the initiative to retreat.
Time was lost in waiting. When a new sun rose again, a strange scene appeared on the battlefield;
The two sides who had been fighting fiercely in the city for half the night were still in deep silence, and no one took the lead to break this rare tranquility.
Outside the city, the cannons of the expeditionary force have taken off their gun jackets, and the aircraft at the airport have also been resupplied, completing all preparations before going to war;
More than 20,000 soldiers are ready to go. There is endless murderous intent in the silence. No mobilization is needed to fight the Sixth Division!
At the headquarters of the Sixth Division, Lieutenant General Kanda and others also felt the overwhelming fighting spirit from the Chinese people.
"Imai-kun, give an order to the flag-protecting squadrons left behind by each regiment to immediately destroy the regiment flags and fight to the death with the Chinese!"
Kanda Masane said quietly. He almost used up all his strength to finish this sentence. After finishing speaking, he collapsed on the chair piled with ammunition boxes.
Once the regiment flag is destroyed, even if reinforcements arrive, his future in the military world is over. The best outcome is to return to the country, retreat to the second line, and almost have to be court-martialed.
Colonel Imai knew how much determination it took for the division commander to issue this order, so he didn’t say much after hearing it, he just paused silently, then turned and left...
At 0745 in the morning, dozens of fighter planes flew over the headquarters of the Sixth Division, sharp air defense whistles sounded, and various anti-aircraft weapons fired wildly into the sky;
It doesn't matter whether you shoot or not, it's faith shooting anyway, and the main purpose is to build courage.
Strings of heavy bombs poured down like raindrops, igniting the entire earth. Groups of wild beasts were swallowed up by the flames generated by the explosion. They let out painful howls before they died, which sounded like they had eaten a meal in the summer. Big chunks of ice make your whole body feel refreshed!
Then came the swooping and strafing, back and forth one after another, stringing the Japanese into strings.
Corpses were strewn across the battlefield, the Japanese's broken limbs and internal organs were scattered all over the ground.
The Japanese who were lucky enough to survive were lying in the trenches with their buttocks sticking out and shivering...
"Bless Amaterasu! Save your people!"
"Your Majesty the Emperor, help me!"
"Mother……"
"Junko, I don't want to die..."
When death comes, the once arrogant beasts finally become afraid of death. Not everyone dares to face death calmly.
The ravages of the plane had just ended, and before the Japanese could breathe a sigh of relief, strings of fireworks flew from a distance and filled the sky.
"Hanako, what beautiful fireworks!"
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The 32 130mm Wei Shen guns of the expeditionary force's artillery group roared with revenge. More than 200 rockets almost covered the core position of the Sixth Division, burying the Japanese in groups.
The rocket shells fired for three full rounds, almost flattening the Japanese positions. Groups of Japanese soldiers were buried alive before they had time to crawl out of the positions. The floating soil turned red, which was just fertile ground.
At this moment, loud bugles sounded, and groups of Chinese soldiers rushed over from the south, east, and north directions like mountains and seas, and the shouts of killing resounded through the sky...
"How magnificent, Chinese soldiers!
Chu, this is definitely the best soldier in the world! "
Stevie said with appreciation.
"Imai-kun, please!"
Lieutenant General Kanda did not have the courage to commit seppuku, so he had no choice but to turn to Colonel Imai for help.
Colonel Imai pulled out his command sword expressionlessly and chopped off Kanda's head with one blow.
"Good knife!"
After Kanda Shouche's big head said the last sentence, it rolled to the ground. Imai Osaka was still frightened when he saw it.
He threw the command knife away, took out the tortoise box from his body, and emptied the magazine by punching it at his head. He chose to leave himself a whole corpse.
It's a pity that his thoughts are too beautiful. It depends on whether the Chinese warriors are willing to...
Half an hour later, a group of expeditionary soldiers rushed in. The company commander leading the team picked up Imai Colonel's ancestral sword to see if it was real. With a wave of his hand, Imai's big head separated from his body. Come on, there's not even a drop of blood on the blade.
"Good knife!"
