At 6 a.m. on May 19, the Japanese defense line at Huaihe River.

The sky has just brightened, and the air is cool and moist, giving people a refreshing feeling.

The Japanese and puppet soldiers stationed at the Huaihe Railway Bridge in Bengbu woke up in a daze. They were changing shifts and practicing under the command of officers at all levels.

The Chinese army is on the north bank. Although the air is filled with a sense of tension, the actions of the Japanese and puppet soldiers are still the same as usual.

Because the Chinese army has been on the north bank of the Huaihe River for a long time, the two sides have been in a state of confrontation, but they have never had any plans or intentions to cross the river.

As time passed, the Japanese and puppet soldiers became accustomed to it and gradually became lax, especially the puppet soldiers.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Japan-China Expeditionary Force has reached its end and is no longer as rampant as it was in the past.

The 6th Corps, commanded and led by Koto, is about to win the anti-aggression war.

Under such a general background, the puppet soldiers procrastinated as long as they could, and dawdled as long as they could.

Whether they are ordinary soldiers or senior officers, they are ready to surrender.

Some people in the Nanjing puppet regime even took the initiative to send people to contact North China. Even if they were insulted again and again by Jiangdong, they persisted.

A squad of puppet soldiers carried buckets to the Huaihe River to fetch water. In the morning light, the military flag of the Sixth Army Corps on the north bank was looming.

Because they had seen it many times, the puppet soldiers' fear of the blood-red military flag gradually diminished and was replaced by a kindness that wanted to get closer.

Several soldiers were standing by the river carrying buckets and discussing. Suddenly, Japanese soldiers yelled and cursed from behind them.

Several people hurriedly bent down to fetch water, not daring to say anything.

The escape of puppet troops has become a common phenomenon, and the Japanese have to send soldiers to monitor them at all times.

As soon as the bucket was stretched into the Huaihe River, the calm surface of the river suddenly became rippled.

"Buzz buzz..."

The river water trembled under the ripples, and a strange sound of air vibrations came to my ears.

The puppet soldiers looked at each other and then slowly left the river, not even daring to lift the bucket.

The little Japanese soldier responsible for monitoring them stared dumbly at the northern sky.

Because of their low position, the puppet troops did not know what the Japanese soldiers saw.

By the time they climbed up the river embankment, the Japanese soldiers had already ran away screaming, looking so panicked that they didn't even care that their military boots were gone.

The buzzing in my ears became more and more intense, and occasionally I could hear the shouts of Japanese soldiers, which seemed to be an enemy attack.

A squad of soldiers all looked to the north, and a dozen huge black figures suddenly appeared at the head of the North Bridge.

That thing looked like a flying wild goose from a distance, but up close it was completely different.

The puppet soldiers couldn't find the words to describe it for a moment, so they just stood there blankly.

"Blow up the bridge! Blow up the bridge!"

The Japanese captain in charge of guarding the bridge began to roar hysterically.

The Japanese had been preparing to blow up the bridge a long time ago.

The Japanese soldiers rushed out of the military camp in a hurry, but before they saw the shadow of the enemy, they were hit by flying rockets.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

"Boom boom boom..."

In the roaring rockets, countless Japanese were blown into pieces of flesh and blood flying in the sky.

The Japanese captain, who was roaring hysterically like a monkey in a circus, became the first target.

Two rockets landed around him, and the Japanese captain and several soldiers disappeared without a trace.

In past attacks, the first thing that appeared was the roar of fighter planes and artillery.

But this time it's different.

In order to prevent the Japanese from blowing up the railway bridge in a hurry, Wang Laodong used a brand new unit, the Army Aviation Regiment!

Helicopter combat appeared on the land of China for the first time. Japanese soldiers had never seen or heard of it.

Under the personal command of Xia Yuanxin, commander of the Army Aviation Regiment, twenty Z-3s flew over the railway bridge. Before the Japanese army could react, rockets and 14.7mm heavy machine guns began to roar.

The helicopter spit out tongues of fire, first tearing apart the Japanese troops at the north bridgehead and on the bridge.

Two 14.7mm machine guns and two 14-round rocket nests, the continuous firepower stunned the Japanese, leaving them without any chance to fight back.

Before they died, many Japanese soldiers wondered what kind of weapons appeared in front of them.

Is this a dream? Why is it so unreal and terrifying!

A squad of stunned puppet soldiers were also beaten to pieces by helicopter fire.

The 14.7mm machine gun ammunition was originally used on anti-tank rifles. It is easier to install it on the Z-3 to hit the flesh than to chop melons and vegetables!

Broken limbs and pieces of meat were flying, and rockets and machine gun bullets kept roaring. In this moment of fear and chaos, no one thought about blowing up the bridge anymore.

The puppet troops fled first, followed closely by the Japanese soldiers who were knocked unconscious.

The follow-up helicopters soon arrived over the battlefield.

Under the cover of the second and third batches of helicopters, the first batch of helicopters that had fired all rockets and machine gun bullets slowly landed at the south bridge.

Each helicopter carries 11 soldiers, and these soldiers have received the best training.

A bridgehead was established immediately after landing to open up space for subsequent friendly forces to land.

The whole process lasted for more than half an hour, and the railway bridge over the Huaihe River was successfully taken down.

The bridgehead was filled with layers of corpses of Japanese soldiers, but none of them were intact.

After taking control of the railway bridge here, Air Force fighter planes and thousands of artillery pieces from the Third Army came on stage.

The Battle of the Railway Bridge was just a small spark on the entire Huaihe River front.

Amidst the roar of artillery and the roar of fighter planes, the entire Huaihe River was set on fire, and the flames stretched on the horizon, like a fire dragon with no end in sight.

For the veterans of the Sixth Corps, the Huaihe River is no stranger to them.

A few years ago, when they were still very weak, they severely attacked the arrogance of the Japanese here.

Three or four years have passed, and the Chinese soldiers have become more and more courageous as they fight. The Chinese army is vast and powerful.

The Japanese and Chinese dispatched troops did not intend to defend the Huaihe River because they knew it could not be defended. What they wanted to defend most was the Yangtze River.

In the face of the overwhelming artillery fire, the Japanese positions and fortifications were vulnerable.

When the 3rd Army's armies began to forcibly cross from more than a dozen places, the Japanese began to retreat. They ran in a panic toward the Yangtze River along the railway or along the highway.

It was impossible for more than 200,000 troops and thousands of tanks to cross the river on one railway bridge. After defeating the Japanese, the Corps of Engineers began to build pontoon bridges in various sections of the river.

After crossing the river, various units of the 3rd Army pursued the Japanese army according to the battle plan. Countless jumping figures and speeding vehicles appeared on the plain.

More than 2,000 tanks from 8 armored divisions of the Armored Group Army crossed the Huaihe River behind the 3rd Group Army.

The smoke and dust brought up by the tanks covered the sky and the sun, and there was a torrent of steel.

Compared with the Songhua River operation, the Sixth Corps' attack was more massive and the coordination of various arms was more skillful.

Jiang Dong's plane hovered over the Huaihe River, and he watched with his own eyes the torrent of steel belonging to the Chinese people galloping across the plains.

The blood in my chest is boiling!
Chapter completed!