Anti-Japanese heroic righteousness

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"That's it?" Yuan Dong looked at Staff Officer Yang coldly.

"Yes, that's it."

"Bastard, how dare you let my soldiers eat you up for this nonsense?"

Staff Officer Yang looked back at Huang Chen who was still behind him, scratched his head in embarrassment, and grinned silly at Yuan Dong.

Yuan Dongdao: "Go back and tell Lao Ying not to think of good things. Dunhe has nothing to do with him. Just keep an eye on my ass and don't let the little devil poke it."

Staff Officer Yang smiled and said: "Our teacher said that this move is not to take advantage of you, but to relieve your pressure."

"I thank him. You go back and tell him that his small thoughts won't work in front of Lao Yuan."

"Since there is nothing more to say, I will go back and report to those two. I wish you good luck."

"Get out of here now."

Looking at the hummer that Staff Officer Yang left, Yuan Dong said thoughtfully, "Old Peng, it seems that the eagle is thinking about us, we have to speed up the progress."

Peng Tianqiao said, "What do you want to do?"

Yuan Dong thought for a while, and said, "Tanks, helicopters, and motorcycle troops are all attacking, let them take the lead."

"Will this be too dangerous? After all, is there an ambush ahead? How many enemies will there be? We don't know at all. If we are caught in an ambush and the infantry can't keep up, the loss outweighs the gain."

Yuan Dongdao: "I don't think it's possible. Dunhe is a port city, and the enemy will definitely not defend it. The purpose of setting up an ambush here is to buy time to grab supplies. Therefore, there is no need for the enemy to waste too many troops here. At the same time, They actually have high hopes for this line of defense, which can be seen from their painstaking efforts, but they probably would never have imagined that the line of defense would have collapsed before they lasted for three hours, so once we go all out to pursue , they will inevitably flee like bereaved dogs, and they might not pick up their shoes if they get lost."

Peng Tianqiao thought for a while and said, "In that case, let's make the noise louder and let the navy cooperate to start bombing Tsuruga from now on. It won't scare him to death."

"Okay, let's do that."

……

Three 10 minutes later, Tsuruga City.

The city was in chaos, and the people dragged their children and children, and packed the streets with big bags and small bags. Under the guidance of the soldiers of the island army, they hurriedly withdrew from the urban area to the southeast.

Large and small trucks were fully loaded and fled in a hurry on the street, and the car horns were honking, but they could only drive at low speeds on the traffic-filled streets.

Tsuruga is a port city with a very long history. As early as the Nara era, Tsuruga Port imported rice, soybeans, silk, etc. The degree of modernization is relatively high, and the planning of streets and buildings is very reasonable and complete.

But the city's area is not large, only more than 200 square kilometers, but it has a permanent population of nearly [-], so it is conceivable that it is crowded, especially at this moment when the whole city is mobilized, it is even more messy and congested.

The outbreak of war is like a tsunami, and the coastal cities are the first to be hit. Especially after they have completely lost their command of the sea, they will face naval attacks from warships at any time. The originally prosperous land that made the residents proud has now become a land of disaster.

"Woo woo woo".

Suddenly, a stern air defense siren sounded over the city. The flow of traffic and people became even more flustered, and the speed was obviously accelerated.

The honking of cars, the yelling of men, the shouting of women, and the crying of children rang together, and the whole city has fallen into extreme panic and chaos.

In an instant, dozens of planes appeared above the city, and the blue sky and white sun badges under the wings were very eye-catching.

Immediately afterwards, the aerial bombs fell like raindrops, hitting the ground with a terrifying scream.

"Boom boom boom."

The sound of explosions continued, and flowers bloomed everywhere in the city.

The anti-aircraft firepower on the ground opened fire one after another, but with little effect. The flying altitude of the aircraft was above 2000 meters.

The Air Force of the national army did not want to bomb at a fixed point or a clear target. It just wanted to throw the aerial bombs into the city, so it didn't need to fly too low.

There are obviously a lot of napalm bombs in the aerial bombs. The city is full of flames, and most of the houses in the island country are mainly wooden buildings. It is enough to destroy a large area, and the terrifying effect it brings is simply beyond words.

The crowd became even more flustered, completely disobedient to the soldiers' orders, and fled around like frightened birds, losing everything they could throw on their bodies.

For cars blocked on the street, drivers and passengers open the doors and run away. At this time, nothing is important, and the important thing is to escape.

Ten minutes later, the planes poured their ammunition and left the city one by one.

The islanders thought they could breathe a sigh of relief for the time being, slowed down their fleeing pace, and began to pack their bags again, calling out to their loved ones who had been washed away,

The soldiers were busy fighting the fire, rescuing the wounded, and maintaining the normal continuation.

But who knows, without any warning, there was another intensive screaming sound from the sea, and then, several tens of kilograms of artillery shells hit the ground, and the city was once again caught in the artillery fire.

A few kilometers away on the sea, several heavy cruisers and destroyers of the National Army parked majesticly, all their muzzles were aimed at the coast, and the shells were as dense as a storm.

……

Night finally came, and the world was quiet, but the entire city of Tsuruga was still awake.

The fire is still burning, and there are patches of land, a bustling city no longer exists, and all that is left is ruins.

On the streets, in the ruins, all the safe areas where people can stand are overcrowded.

There are many people with missing arms and legs and covered in blood, but few who are not injured.

Scolding, crying, and wailing became the mainstream, and each of them had an expression of anger, pain, or even despair.

There was a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the air, and the whole city was shrouded in the breath of death, which seemed to be a region.

They may not remember how much they cheered when they invaded the three northeastern provinces. When 30 soldiers and civilians in Nanjing were slaughtered, they celebrated their victory in empty streets.

They don't even remember that most of China was trampled under their iron hoofs, cities were destroyed, villages were slaughtered, gold, silver and jewels were looted, and tens of millions of Chinese were brutally killed by them.

But we all remember, every Chinese should remember, and every case and every incident should be clearly remembered.

Blood debt should not be just talk, it should be put into action, and this is just the beginning.