"Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!..."

On the positions of the three artillery regiments, the roar of artillery and various commands were mixed together.

Although the three artillery regiments are separated by more than ten kilometers, all the muzzles are pointing in the same direction.

Zhu Ergou, Gao Quan, Liu Dagui, Wu Guohua and other artillery brothers have been laughing from ear to ear recently.

The three artillery regiments totaled more than 150 artillery pieces, and they were all big guns, firing at the same target. This was a scene they had never dared to imagine before.

Seeing the soldiers under their command being busy in full swing, the expressions on the officers' faces remained the same, but their hearts were already filled with joy.

It was approaching 6 o'clock in the morning, and the white fish belly on the horizon had been replaced by blood red.

"Captain, the time has come!"

Gao Quan nodded with some unfinished thoughts,

"Stop the shelling and retreat as planned!"

Zhu Ergou and Liu Dagui also issued the same order at the same time.

The rumbling roar between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, and the battlefield fell into a brief silence. However, this silence was just the calm before the storm. A storm that could shake the world was about to come.

The brothers of the artillery regiment who stopped shelling can't rest yet.

They had to drag the artillery out of the bunker as quickly as possible and mount it on the truck.

After an hour of shelling, the position of the position must have been exposed.

The sun is about to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth and pop up from the horizon, and the little devil's plane is about to arrive.

When choosing the initial artillery position, we considered the retreat. The car will use the fastest speed to pull the artillery, which is regarded as a treasure by the artillery brothers, to concealment in the mountains and forests or to the next position.

Such actions have become customized in the artillery regiment, and everyone knows their position and what to do.

Until the army has its own air force, the artillery's combat methods will not change for a while.

………

The bloody sun rises from the horizon, and the sunlight passes through the top of the mountain, bringing golden light to the smoke-filled battlefield.

Once the shelling stopped, the sky and the earth were silent, and the Japanese positions in front were shrouded in smoke and dust.

"Crackling..."

The first attacking force of the 42nd Division was only more than 500 meters away from the Japanese position. The soldiers clenched their weapons, breathing involuntarily, and the crackling sound of gravel and mud falling into the woods rang in their ears.

"With such a ferocious cannon, the little devil should be dead..."

When many soldiers were thinking this way, the commander's order also arrived.

"Brothers, charge!"

Following the roar of the company platoon leader, countless figures jumped out of the simple trenches.

Their military uniforms were in tatters, and 1/3 of them wore straw sandals. No matter where they looked, they looked more like beggars than an army defending their homeland.

It is such an army that is little better than beggars. They are shouting and running, regardless of life and death at this moment.

The golden sunshine shines on them like wheat fields of hope.

On the north bank of the Zhuozhang River, on the east side of Licheng County, with the perimeter of the battlefield eight kilometers long and three kilometers wide, surging golden waves surged one after another.

It was like a meteorite falling into the sea, an undersea volcano that had been silent for hundreds of years erupting, and the raging waves rolling and boiling, shaking the world.

Behind the turbulent waves, the battle flag like fire and blood was waving fiercely, like an unsinkable sailboat in the waves, pointing the way to the golden crowd.

The cry of killing resounded throughout the world, and the birds that had just recovered from the roaring gunfire were frightened again.

Wang Kejing and Dun Jingtang stood under the battle flag fluttering in the wind, watching the huge waves rushing forward one after another, and they subconsciously clenched their fists.

'Soldiers can die on the battlefield, but they cannot freeze to death or starve to death...'

………

Since the 37th Division was surrounded, the Anti-War League has never stopped calling for them to surrender.

Seeing with their own eyes the strength of the Jiangdong troops, the Japanese in the Anti-War Alliance could no longer resist. They all surrendered obediently to Jiangdong and worked for him wholeheartedly.

Therefore, the anti-war alliance will work extra hard.

Since the 15th, the soldiers of the 37th Division have not had a good night's sleep.

The anti-war alliance's trumpet kept ringing in their ears 24 hours a day, sometimes with dry words of persuasion to surrender, sometimes with little stories from their hometown...

What the Japanese soldiers couldn't stand the most were the sad and sad hometown songs in the middle of the night.

"Sakura...

Sakura..."

The song was like a female ghost wailing, weeping and complaining. It caused a cold wind on the Japanese army's position, sending chills down the spines of the half-asleep soldiers, making it difficult to sleep.

In this suffering day after day, the Japanese soldiers began to miss their hometown and their relatives uncontrollably.

Even war-hardened veterans are no exception.

Because the main purpose of Jiangdong's move was to attack the mind, the physically exhausted Japanese soldiers could still endure it, but the psychological torture and entanglement made them lose their fighting spirit and their fighting spirit.

When they heard the shells streaking across the sky, the Japanese soldiers on the front line breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this day had finally come.

A 150mm howitzer shell weighs 45 kilograms. After the shell explodes, all life in an area of ​​100 meters in diameter is wiped out.

The fortifications and bunkers built with great effort are simply vulnerable to such terrifying power.

Some unreliably constructed shell-proof holes collapsed in the explosion, and a small group of Japanese soldiers died in despair.

The tremors of the sky and the earth and the explosions around them finally stopped, but the heads of some Japanese soldiers were still buzzing, like countless flies burrowing through their skulls and flying into the deepest part of their brains.

All the fortifications were destroyed, and the Japanese soldiers crawled out from under the mud pile with difficulty. Their faces and heads were covered with mud, and only a pair of confused eyes and yellowed teeth could be seen.

Black blood began to flow from the noses, corners of the eyes and ears of some people. The black blood was like a giant python in the endless desert, leaving two deep grooves on the cheeks of the Japanese soldiers.

"kill!"

The sky-shaking shouts caused a violent wind and huge waves between the heaven and the earth, and the Japanese soldiers who were still in a daze slowly came back to their senses.

They hurriedly groped for their weapons in the mud, and then fell to the ground.

"Fire...fire..."

The surviving Japanese commander kept shouting, with a tremor that could not be concealed in his voice.

………

"Bang bang bang..."

"Da da da..."

The golden crowd finally rushed to the Japanese position, and the waves instantly drowned nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers who were confused.

"Puff puff puff..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The dull sound of bayonets penetrating into flesh resounded on the fragmented positions. Some Japanese soldiers who could not move and fell into despair pulled the grenades on their bodies, and bloody flowers bloomed above the waves.

The forward position was the most intensively bombarded position, and was almost hit twice by howitzers.

The soldiers of the 42nd Division of the 90th Eighth Army had never seen such little devils before. Their faces no longer had the ferocious look of the past. Most of them just resisted in a muddle-headed manner, without any tactics at all.

Although some Japanese soldiers are still as crazy as ever, you can tell from their trembling bayonets that most of these people's hearts are occupied by fear, and madness is only the last choice.

"kill!"

The battle went very smoothly, and the first line of defense was successfully breached.

The 42nd Division's momentum was like a rainbow, and the golden wave roared again and surged deeper.

After receiving the battle report from the front line, Samurai Min and Wei Lihuang breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The same goes for the Chairman, who always remains calm.

………

The remaining soldiers of the Japanese 225th Regiment guard the second line of defense.

This unit had been hit by artillery fire from Jiangdong when they were in Licheng before, and they were relatively experienced in artillery defense.

In the devastating shelling just now, the 225th Regiment lost half of its infantry brigade.

But as soon as the shelling stopped, the remaining 2,000 or so little Japs emerged from the ground like groundhogs and spent more than ten minutes repairing their positions and setting up firepower.

Commander Takeshi Miyazaki rushed to the position of his unit from the division headquarters. Seeing him still commanding calmly with bandages on his body, the remaining soldiers of the 225th Regiment gradually felt at ease.

Ahead, a golden wave came riding on the wind, and the bloody bayonet tip shone with a coquettish light.

There is nothing in front of the golden wave.

It means that all the comrades on the first line of defense are crushed by His Majesty the Emperor.

How long has it been? It must have been less than 20 minutes.

The first line of defense contained two infantry brigades, but they were all gone so quickly.
To be continued...