Uncle Nine's World: Unlimited Replication Shocks Uncle Nine

Unexpectedly, the Eighth Route Army attacked first, and where did their weapons come from.

They are all automatic rifles, and the imperial soldiers who only hold automatic rifles are not their opponents at all.

Yoshio Shinozuka looked confused at the Type 81 automatic rifle that he got from nowhere on the table.

The key is that the Eighth Route Army, which has always been very poor, has aircraft and artillery.

If it weren't for reinforcements from other countries, he would dare to wash his hair upside down.

The empire has been constantly warning internationally, but weapons continue to flow in.

I don’t know what their path is, it’s like they appear out of nowhere.

The intelligence department of the entire empire did not find any clues.

Now they are here, with countless advanced weapons.

Yoshio Shinozuka wants to escape, but if he escapes, his wife and daughter in the empire will be sent to comfort stations.

He is the highest commander in North China, if he escapes, it will be a disgrace to the empire.

So whether it was for the empire or for his family, Yoshio Shinozuka felt that he had to resist to the end.

"Commander, Commander, the city wall has been blown down by the Eighth Route Army, please ask for tactical guidance."

Shinozuka Yoshio's eyes gradually became sharper. He had already guessed this situation, but he didn't expect it so soon.

"Give me an order to let our warriors engage in street fighting and fight the enemy resolutely to the end. At the same time, we urge reinforcements to let them move faster. Taiyuan is an important place in the empire. If we lose it, then we will wait to apologize."

"Hi!"

The staff officer didn't say much, and hurriedly passed the order in response.

Taiyuan City must not be lost. If it is lost, the empire will not let it go.

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Eighth Route Army Headquarters.

The boss looked at the map solemnly.

"How is Zhang Lin doing now?"

"The gates of Taiyuan's city wall are wide open, and now we are fighting street battles with the little devils."

The chief of staff next to him took out the telegram just now and replied.

Zhang Lin and the others are under a lot of pressure. This time we are betting almost all our strength. If we lose, we will shrink for a long time. If we win, we will unite the entire northwestern Shanxi.

The boss lit a cigarette, took a puff and said.

Chief of Staff: "Well, this time not only our Eighth Route Army is gambling, but Yan'an is also gambling. I hope Zhang Lin and the others can withstand it."

"By the way, what about Old Jiang and Yan Laoxi?"

"The higher-ups are still playing Tai Chi with them, and there is no action yet."

The boss snorted coldly.

snort!If they behave well, if they dare to move, then let them taste the power of the weapons in my hands, they are much easier to chew than little devils...

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Monk, how is your attack going?

Zhang Lin took out the walkie-talkie and asked, now that they have reached the inner layer, Zhang Lin can't see it from the outside.

"Master, everything is going well. With the help of tanks, our casualties are very small, and we have already captured half of it."

"Well, then you all be careful."

"Yes"

It is eleven o'clock in the morning, and it has been an hour and a half since entering Taiyuan City. Zhang Lin was worried, so he asked.

Guard, call me a helicopter and let's go take a look in the sky.

Zhang Lin still wanted to take a look. Although he couldn't go on the ground, he could go in the sky.

The Zigong rights of the entire Taiyuan City have been fully included in the bag. With jet fighters, the air supremacy will be firmly in hand, and there is no need to worry about enemy planes.

Besides, the ground radar was still on all the time. If an enemy plane appeared, it would not be too late for Zhang Lin to run away.

da da da da...

A transport helicopter came over, blowing dust from the ground.

Zhang Lin and his men climbed onto the helicopter despite the strong wind.

Seeing that everyone was already on board, the pilot immediately took off.

This time he was pulling the teacher, his immediate superior, and he didn't dare to make a mistake.

As it got farther and farther away from the ground, the entire Taiyuan City gradually shrouded in Zhang Lin's eyes.

Thick smoke billowed inside the city, and there were explosions from battles in the middle.

It's like drawing a line in the middle of both sides, forming a confrontation.

Looking down through the binoculars, you can see the soldiers nimbly shuttling through the alleys like villains.

Our army's offensive was very fierce, and the little devil couldn't stand it, and retreated steadily.

Although they kept retreating, they never left the city.

It seems that their commander should still be in the city, but they don't know where.

Now it is difficult to find their adaptability. Knowing that the enemy has planes, they will definitely hide themselves.

It may be hidden in a certain house, but it cannot be seen from the sky.

If there weren't still people in this city, why would Zhang Lin waste time fighting with them in the street? Wouldn't it be nice to cover them with direct firepower?

Like Ping'an County, it is filled directly with shells.

But Zhang Lin is an Eighth Route Army, so he can't do inhumane things. He is not a little devil.

It feels like there should be two regiments in this city of Taiyuan. I don't know where this little devil was transferred from.

If our army doesn't fight, the little devil will definitely fight.

boom! !

A mushroom cloud rose in the city, and the air waves also affected the attitude of the helicopter.

The helicopter kept swinging, and Zhang Lin sat inside, grabbing the armrests and waiting calmly.

Zhang Lin didn't panic, because he believed in the pilot's driving skills.

Sure enough, after a while the plane slowly stabilized.

Chapter 169 Taiyuan Part 2

This is... martyrdom!

Could it be that the devil's ammunition depot exploded?

Monk, monk, what the hell is going on, why did the explosion happen?

There was a burst of gunshots and screams from the devil on the walkie-talkie.

"Teacher, I don't know, and the people below don't know what's going on... Throw some grenades in for me."

The monk doesn't know, what about Wang Daquan, it can't be this kid, right?

"Wang Daquan, Wang Daquan, did you detonate the devil's ammunition?"

"Magnetic...Master, I and we detonated it, how about it, sir, is it spectacular!!"

Zhang Lin had black lines on his face.

"You are so excited! Don't you know that there are helicopter comrades in the sky, and I am also on it."

"Uh... Teacher, are you okay..."

There was a weak voice from over there.

"What do you mean, if someone is injured because of your recklessness, you can wait to be locked up!"

Zhang Lin hated that iron could not be made into steel, and he didn't report such a big matter first.

Fortunately, there are no helicopters around there, otherwise a few of them would have to be brought down.

What Zhang Lin said just now was to encourage him to remember a little longer.

Such a big mushroom cloud, it would be a pity not to take a picture of it.

In order to take a clearer picture, Zhang Lin gave up his mobile phone and took out a camera worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Kacha Kacha is just a quick shot, all of which are high-definition and uncensored.

Looking at the photos in the camera, Zhang Lin showed a satisfied smile.

This thing will have to be placed in the museum in the future, so that future generations can relieve their anger.

Master, look at that!

Zhang Lin looked along the guard's hand, and then his pupils shrank quickly.

Devils, that is an army of devils.

Shit, this devil came from the right wing, where the 386th division is.

How did Li Yunlong and the others let this devil in?

If this devil joins the battle, it will be a disaster for the monks.

There are two full regiments of devils, seven or eight thousand people.

No, you have to keep them all out of the city.

Translator, contact Lao Tzu with the Fighter Air Corps and Special Corps.

Yes.

Commander, the fighter group has passed.