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But even so, the chief of staff of the Kwantung Army never had due fear of the Fengtian defenders.

In his eyes, the Yanhuang people have been a paper tiger with a glamorous appearance since the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Any great power can ruthlessly tear off a piece of flesh in Longguo.

Until now, I have watched my subordinates be wiped out in the enemy's bombing.

Only then did Itagaki Seishiro realize that the opponent in front of him was not the cowardly and cowardly Young Marshal Zhang.

It's a cunning hero who dares to take chestnuts out of fire!

Predict the Kwantung Army's action plan before everyone else.

I watched helplessly as the Kwantung Army put everything into practice, even using the safety of Fengtian City to design traps.

In danger, he took over all the remaining Eastern and Northern Army in Fengtian, and controlled the airport and arsenal.

Quickly arm their forces and incorporate the Northeast...North Air Force.

One pile after another, it all shows that Zhi... the commander is ambitious.

Now, under the command of Marshal Feng Xuan, Feng Jun launched a devastating siege to the Kwantung Army.

No one could have imagined that a son of a warlord in the Far East would have such a terrifying plan.

No one thought that from the beginning to the end, Feng Xuan was not aiming at the three eastern provinces, but the whole world.

9.18 did not become a lucky day for the Kwantung Army or even the Eastern Japanese, but instead contributed to the rise of the Dragon Kingdom.

How incredible!

"Itagaki-kun, after the enemy's air attack, the infantry must counterattack."

With a solemn expression, Ishihara smiled and said in a deep voice: "We must arrange troops to defend as soon as possible."

"Ok!"

heard.

Itagaki Seishiro came back to his senses immediately, and gave orders to the frontline troops.

At present, the Kwantung Army has suffered devastating blows from enemy aircraft, and its morale has plummeted.

If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before the entire army collapses.

The combat power must be adjusted as soon as possible to deal with Fengjun's counterattack.

.......

Security Division Command.

"Pass my order."

"A regiment launched a counterattack to the frontal enemy."

"The second regiment and the third regiment support the two wings."

Zhang Guangyao, who witnessed the end of the air raid, immediately caught the fighter plane and gave orders loudly.

"Yes!"

After a while.

The three regiments received orders at the same time.

In a regiment's forward headquarters, Zeng Guoxuan couldn't help but shout with joy on his face, "Order!"

"Notify the companies immediately, and the troops are preparing to counterattack."

"The Artillery fires two bases of ammunition as quickly as possible."

"Infantry follow the barrage."

"This time, I want to let the little devil know how powerful we...northeast men are."

"Yes!"

Dozens of communications soldiers rushed towards the various troops the moment they received the order.

A regiment of more than [-] officers and soldiers hurried into action, rubbing shoulders one by one, preparing to counterattack the little devil.

at the same time.

A regiment of artillery positions.

Twelve 12mm mortars and six 80mm heavy mortars lined up.

As early as half an hour ago, the artillerymen had already marked it.

All the Fengjun artillery faces were full of anger.

Seeing their positions constantly being bombarded by the enemy, can they not feel aggrieved?

Zhong Mingyue, the commander of the mortar company directly under the regiment, kept pacing anxiously.

If it weren't for the range and power of the mortars they were equipped with, they were far inferior to the enemy's 75 field guns and Type [-] infantry guns.

How could the infantry bear the little devil's shelling head-on, and finally the air force came to make a rescue.

As an artillery unit, this is their eternal shame!

"The head of the group has ordered, open fire."

At this moment, a figure rushed into the artillery position, shouting loudly.

When Zhong Mingyue, the commander of the mortar company directly under the regiment, saw the messenger of the regiment headquarters, he waved his hand excitedly on the spot: "Fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The artillerymen who had already been waiting put down their mortar shells in unison, and the dull impact sounded for hundreds of meters.

In an instant.

Twelve 12mm mortars and six 80mm heavy mortars all roared to the sky.

Orange flames lit up the night sky.

Dozens of shells rushed out of the barrel like meteorites.

The 1st Fengtian Guard Division is the most elite unit in the entire Fengjun Army system.

The artillery they are equipped with are all beautiful weapons produced by the original factory, and their power is more than a little stronger than those made by Fengtian Arsenal.

Without the slightest hesitation, the artillerymen of the Eastern and Northern Army quickly filled the shells.

A series of dull impact sounds continued to sing in all directions accompanied by the sound of cannon ejection.

Just 1 minutes.

On average, each Fengjun artillery fired no less than 20 shells.

A total of 360 mortar shells, with long tail flames like meteors, pierced the dark sky.

The whole sky is lit up.

Both the Fengtian army and the little devils all looked up at the sky.

In an instant.

The mortar shells took the form of a parabola and hit the position of the Second Division of the Kwantung Army heavily.

One after another, the shells exploded on the spot, and the soaring flames engulfed all the little devils.

The shock wave was ups and downs, and the sound of the explosion was deafening.

Even Fengtian City ten miles away felt a slight tremor.

The little devil's position turned into a sea of ​​hellfire, and the wails and screams were endless.

now.

Zeng Guoxuan, head of the First Regiment of the Fengtian Security Division, personally came to the forefront of the position.

Facing the flames in the distance, the Thomson submachine gun in his hand reflected bursts of killing intent.

behind him.

The densely packed Fengjun officers and soldiers stood in the trenches.

All of them had solemn faces, and their eyes were all fixed on the front.

Leaning slightly, they were all ready to charge.

After the first round of shelling, Zeng Guoxuan looked around and shouted loudly, "There are all of them!"

More than [-] Fengjun officers and soldiers on the battlefield all focused their eyes on him.

"Go on the bayonet!"

But seeing Zeng Guoxuan's serious expression, as if a fire was burning in his eyes, he roared with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

Swish! ! !

Three thousand officers and soldiers of the Feng army took out sharp bayonets and quickly loaded them with M1 Garand rifles.

From this moment on, everyone seemed to have turned into a sharp knife, indescribably sharp and harsh.

On the entire Fengjun position, there were bayonets like forests, cold light bursts, and murderous aura was soaring.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The forward position of the Kwantung Army had already turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the Fengtian artillery began to extend its shelling.

Cannonballs fell in the queue of little devils, turning into a barrage of death.

"Brothers, the Japanese invaders want to destroy Yanhuang."

"Today, for the sake of our descendants, we will kill all the Japanese thieves."

"All are there, bayonet forward, charge!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zeng Guoxuan rushed out of the trench with a Thomson submachine gun in his hand.

"Come on! Kill the little devil!"

All the officers of the regiment followed closely behind Zeng Guoxuan, bursting out with an unprecedented fighting spirit.

One by one roared and rushed out of the trench.