Slowly, a lot of Japanese soldiers ran out of the position and the building, and they looked blankly at the land under their feet that seemed to have been burned by the fire of sin, and they couldn't believe their eyes for a while.

At this time, even the most cruel and ferocious soldiers on weekdays also had a frightened look on their faces, some of these people lying on the ground had broken legs, some had broken hands, some were covered with blood, some were holding each other, and kept making ** sounds, and some were carried by the soldiers to the nearest rescue site nearby, but most of these people were already dying.

Takumi Yoshii stepped out of the hidden room and saw a group of soldiers stumbling along, charred corpses all around them, and in just a few minutes, the group of Japanese Marines he had had hoped for had lost nearly half of them. The soldiers who escaped were also badly psychologically hit, especially after hearing the screams of the soldiers who had been burned by the white phosphorus bombs.

"Bang!"

The soldiers, frightened by the screams, had no choice but to use their guns to relieve their comrades of their pain with the permission of the officers. Because if they don't, these badly burned soldiers will slowly die after suffering the most painful torture in the world, and severe burns are not new to these marines, many of them have seen them on ships, but it is almost difficult for any burned sailor to survive, and even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will die slowly in misery.

Seeing these tragic scenes in front of them, the Japanese soldiers were obviously frightened. Seeing this situation, His Excellency the Major General, who had not been damaged in the shelling, did not wipe the dust off his face, he stood on a broken locomotive with his command knife and began to shout loudly and mobilize, the Japanese army did not have a political commissar who specialized in ideological work like the Soviet Union, nor did it have a chaplain like the American army, so sometimes the military commanders had to do ideological work part-time in order to restore the courage of these soldiers to fight.

"Warriors of the Great Japanese Empire. Today you have seen that the despicable people of China are slaughtering us with the most brutal weapons in the world. They reject the good intentions of the Great Japanese Empire, refuse the will of His Majesty the Emperor, the only thing we can give to such people is bullets and bayonets, although these cowards use some cruel weapons, but we warriors with the spirit of bushido will not succumb to these little incendiary bombs, warriors, take your rifles and take your bayonets, now the only thing you have to do is to wait for these cowardly Shina soldiers to come up and send them all to hell with your bayonets! Warriors. Don't be afraid, don't panic, let's go back again at the Kudanban, long live His Majesty the Emperor...... Long live the Great East Asia Holy War! ”

"Half load!"

"Half load!"

Seeing that their own commander personally stood up to cheer for the soldiers, the remaining officers also shouted, and then more and more soldiers also shouted, although many people were still afraid in their hearts, but after seeing the people around them shouting, they naturally shouted, although there was still a trace of fear in these screams, but they still kept shouting. It was as if this would drive away the fear in my heart.

Because it was too far away from Qingyun Station, Su Jin did not know all kinds of tragic conditions of the Japanese army, and it was the first time he used white phosphorus bombs, so he and his officers could only guess about the effect of the shelling.

Behind a leeward hillside. Su Jin and a group of officers were holding binoculars and trying to observe the railway station in front of them, but because there were too many obstacles, many things could not be seen clearly, and they could only see a burst of orange smoke and a smell of garlic wafting from their perspective...... Isn't the time of this shelling a little short? Shall we play another round? ”

"One more round?" Su Jin hesitated a little, it stands to reason that according to Su Jin's temperament of not taking the cannonballs seriously, this round of cannons will not be finished for an hour, but it is already thirty or forty in the afternoon. It's only a few hours before the sun goes down, and it won't be too much of a waste of time to keep playing.

Seeing Su Jin's hesitant appearance, Zhou Yusheng on the side knew what he was worried about, and suggested on the side: "Brigade seat, I don't think it's better to do this, let the artillery regiment cover it with high-explosive shells for another ten minutes, and then launch a general attack, do you think this will work?" ”

"Well, that's a way to do it!" Everyone also agreed, and Su Jin also felt that it was okay, he reached out and took the headset and microphone from behind the communication soldier on the side, and said lightly after adjusting the channel, "Is it an artillery regiment?" I am the brigade commander Su Jin, and I ordered all the artillery of the regiment to bombard the Japanese positions with high-explosive shells for another ten minutes! ”

"Understood!" The other side just said a simple word, and only a few tens of seconds had passed, and the rumbling cannon rang out again.

"Woo......"

The shrill roar of the devil of hell sounded again in the sky above the train station, and the Japanese soldiers who had not yet recovered from the attack of the white phosphorus bomb lay their whole bodies on the ground one by one with a frightened face. Even Takuya Yoshii, the supreme commander of the Helen Marine Corps, couldn't help but close his eyes and wait for the flames of destruction to come.

But instead of the expected flames of destruction, a familiar loud bang sounded, accompanied by soaring flames and explosions, and a large hole was blown out of the station building, followed by one explosion after another, as if it had been struck hard by a giant with a hammer, and the whole earth began to tremble, and the experienced Yoshii Takumi immediately noticed that it was a howitzer with a caliber of more than one hundred and fifty millimeters.

"Woo woo woo ......"

More and more whistling sounds were heard, followed by explosions one after another on the various positions of the Japanese army.

"Yaga, damn the Shina people, are they already so much shelling that they can't stop fighting?" Takumi Yoshii couldn't help but scolded loudly, he really couldn't imagine that the Huaxia army, which had always been known for its weakness, would take such a long time to prepare for the artillery fire in front of the station. If someone in front of the station told him that the Huaxia army would use large-caliber artillery to bombard local positions for ten minutes before the start of the war, he would definitely be laughed off by Takumi Yoshii, the Huaxia army has always been known for its poor equipment, and during the entire battle of Wuhan, more than one million national troops fired less than 2,000 shells, but just now they fired no less than five or six hundred incendiary bombs that emitted terrifying flames, and now the shelling is even more fierce, is this still the Huaxia army known for its barrenness and backwardness?

"Boom ......"

Just when Takuya Yoshii was thinking a little cranky, a violent vibration came, knocking him to the ground who had been standing behind a lookout hole. Before he could get up from the ground, he felt the building under his feet shake, and soon a voice sounded in his ears: "Your Excellency, this building is no longer safe, you need to follow us down from here immediately!" ”

Soon, two guards surrounded him from both sides, one on the left and one on the right, helped him up and half-dragged him down the building of the railway station, and when Takuya Yoshii came to the platform of the train station, he saw a loud explosion everywhere, and soldiers who were panicked by the explosion kept running out of the hiding place.

The brutal bombing filled the station with a peculiar, unpleasant smell of gunpowder smoke and burning, which had not disappeared since the bombing began. The smell of red-hot iron, charred wood, and burnt building materials mixed into a narcotic, pungent odor. Smoke and ash from the sky quickly fell to the ground. But as soon as a slight breeze blew from the sky, the black dust drifted up along the ground, and the vomiting smell of gunpowder smoke and burnt human flesh wafted around.

Takumi Yoshii, who had been taken out of the station building, was escorted by the guards to a new temporary command post, and with him hundreds of Japanese soldiers, who had been able to withdraw from the building, and with an earth-shattering explosion, the building had slowly collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

In the face of this overwhelming shelling, the Japanese troops, who had only more than 10 75-caliber mountain guns and field guns, could only pinch their noses and endure it, and their positions were constantly blown up, and soldiers were constantly killed and wounded, and by this time no one cared about the wounded, because in the white phosphorus bomb attack half an hour ago, the field hospital deployed behind the building had been burned to ashes, and most of the doctors and wounded had been burned to ashes.

Cannonballs continued to explode around the bunker where Takumi Yoshii was hiding, and the fragments of the shells spried wildly in all directions, digging deep into their identified targets, or colliding back and forth in the air, until they ran out of kinetic energy before reluctantly rolling on the ground to reveal their intimidating round shells.

The veins on the temples of Takumi Yoshii's head were beating violently, and he took a deep breath of choking air and quietly leaned into the bunker, waiting for the end of the shelling,

I don't know how long it took, but before Takuya Yoshii and the Japanese soldiers around him could catch their breath, a sharp whistle sounded again.

"Beep ......"

As soon as the cannon fire ended, a sharp and piercing whistle pierced the roaring heaven and earth, and even in the rumble of the cannonball, the piercing whistle was still like a human eardrum, even all the Japanese troops within a radius of several kilometers of the railway station could hear it.

"Kill!"

Thousands of officers and soldiers of the Independent Brigade, who had been waiting impatiently, picked up their weapons and rushed in the direction of the railway station building in front of them...... (To be continued.) )