It had only been a few hours, but I didn't expect that there were countless war reporters in Taiyuan City spreading the information.
Just a few hours...
This motherfucker is even better than a scout...
In the early evening, the evening newspapers were distributed to many large cities in the country. Some small cities were lagging behind and the information had not yet reached them.
The newsboy was shouting in the streets with a stack of newspapers.
"Evening News, Evening News, the anti-war god sent a regiment to sneak attack on Taiyuan and go down in history!"
"Evening News Evening News..."
...
"Kid, have some."
"Hey, please take care of this master."
A middle-aged man wearing a black leather jacket took the newspaper and his eyes widened in shock after just one glance.
"Quick, take me to see the principal!" The middle-aged man got into a black car and sped away.
After a while, the middle-aged man saw a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit.
"Principal, look at this newspaper..."
The principal took the newspaper and put it on the table without looking at it.
Duanzheng said: "Baichuan called me just now. I couldn't calm down for a long time after knowing about it."
"I'm more shocked than I am angry."
"What I'm angry about is that the Jinsui Army stationed several armies in Shanxi but failed to capture Taiyuan, and now news comes to me that the Eighth Route Army attacked Taiyuan with just one regiment."
"And now, the Eighth Route Army regiment has breached the city gate of Taiyuan! This is something I, as your principal, cannot bear."
The middle-aged man lowered his head and expressed helplessness. Who would have thought that a regiment from the Eighth Route Army would dare to attack Taiyuan? Isn't this nonsense?
"Principal, this person..."
Before he could finish speaking, the principal spoke again and stared at him solemnly, "This man is the pillar of the country. It is a blessing for our country to have such a general! You must protect this man and bring him into the ranks of our army!"
The middle-aged man didn't know how to answer when facing the principal.
"Principal, according to the news coming in now, the Eighth Route Army team may have been surrounded. If you want to rescue them, I'm afraid..."
The middle-aged man inquired with the communications unit before going upstairs. This unit is now in a huge encirclement, and it is simply impossible to successfully break out of the encirclement.
The principal frowned and slammed the crutch in his hand on the ground, "I don't care, find a way! Find a way!"
"He can attack Taiyuan with his own regiment. Is it so difficult for you to rescue him?"
"Think of all the ways you can think of!"
"Yes." The middle-aged man responded helplessly, and then left here.
The principal sighed. What he just said was a bit angry. How could he not know how difficult it would be to save this Eighth Route Army commander...
But we still have to find a way. The principal doesn't want to lose such talent...
...
To the northwest and back, on the top of the mountains, two middle-aged men in formal clothes face the mountains.
"Red, that child didn't die back then, and..."
"I already know, this baby is still as courageous as before."
"Who said otherwise? This child dared to kill the enemy when he was only nine years old. I thought that in that battle, this child had already... I didn't expect that not only did he not die, he also became the leader of the regiment. He is indeed the person you like."
"This kid is kind to me and kind to the red team. Tell them to protect him!"
"good."
...
At the foot of Taiyuan City.
Lin Zhong roared: "Pull my Italian cannon over here!"
After a while, not only the Italian artillery but also the 92 artillery and light rocket launchers were pulled up.
I have to say that these little devils in the city were really difficult to deal with. They actually blocked all the trucks in the city at the city gate and then used bombs to blow up the trucks. More than a dozen trucks blocked the city gate.
"Damn it, these little devils still have some brains to think of such a way, so that we can't get in and they can't get out." Zhang Dabiao gritted his teeth angrily.
Lin Zhong directly ordered me to pull all the cannons to the city gate, and the muzzles of the cannons were pointed directly at the city gate.
Damn it, wasn't it blocked by trucks? I'll clear it for you today!
"fire!"
Boom boom boom!
Suddenly the shells were fired!
Because the distance was too close, a powerful shock wave erupted.
This is equivalent to directly blocking the enemy's head with a cannon.
The powerful shock wave instantly destroyed the truck and hundreds of enemies!
As soon as the city gate was opened, Lin Zhong immediately gave the order.
"rush!"
"Kill me!"
dadadadada!
Zhang Dabiao seemed to have gone crazy and started to rush forward with a handful of Czech moves, sweeping across a large area.
"Kill me, brothers!"
"kill!"
The Japs in the city did not expect that this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers would be so fierce, and every one of them seemed to be desperate for their lives.
But at this moment, gunshots suddenly appeared from behind the new group.
"Commander, there are Japs coming from behind!"
dadadadadada...
The sound of American submachine guns, you can tell how intensive the firepower is from the bullets, there are at least hundreds of submachine guns!
Lin Zhong looked back and saw that it was Yamamoto's special agent team!
"Damn it, what's supposed to come will eventually come."
Lin Zhong knew from the beginning that he would encounter enemies from all directions when he attacked Taiyuan, but he was not afraid!
Because he saved the Mi Zhuang headquarters and broke the siege in northwest Shanxi. It was worth it to exchange his life of Lin Zhong and the life of the new regiment for the headquarters!
"Brothers, fight me out!"
"Zhang Dabiao, lead a battalion and charge at me. After the sharp spear breaks off!"
"yes!"
There are less than 7,000 people left in the new group, and these people should be able to hold on for a few more hours.
Lin Zhong turned around and went back to fight, carrying an RPG rocket launcher on his shoulder and aiming at Yamamoto!
boom!
Rocket launch!
Yamamoto: "Baga, damn!"
In an instant, Yamamoto ran to the rear of the army, and the Japanese in front became scapegoats.
Yamamoto gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Zhong who was in the Eighth Route Army.
It was this person who disrupted their entire plan. If it weren't for Lin Zhong, his Yamamoto special agent team would have captured the Mi Zhuang headquarters!
"Here you go!" Yamamoto took out his sword and launched an attack!
The two armies fought together for a while.
Compared with Zhang Dabiao's machete death squad of Yamamoto's special agent team, although they are no match, they are better because of their large number of people. Three thousand people beat a thousand people and they are almost crushed!
For a moment, the ground was full of corpses...
Lin Zhong knew that it wouldn't be long before a new batch of Japanese soldiers arrived.
This was a doomed situation, and Lin Zhong never thought of surviving from the moment he embarked on the journey.
However, even if you die, you will have to drag thousands of Japanese soldiers behind you!
"The artillery camp is ready!"
