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"Cry, scream, in Japanese, louder." The puppet soldiers kept picking up wooden sticks and beating them violently, and when they saw the Japanese before, they had to pretend to be like grandsons, but now they have turned over. And the National Army is watching from behind, this is a good time to show bitterness and hatred and have no hesitation.

Nakasa held the telescope in one hand and the command knife at his waist tightly in the other, trying to suppress the anger in his heart and not to burst into flames. Once upon a time, it was the people of China who whispered or wailed in front of the imperial soldiers, but now they have been replaced by their own people. It is a disgrace to the military who cannot protect the safety of their own nationals and allow them to be abused and humiliated like slaves.

"Not good, the enemy is digging trenches." Nakasa's exclamation caused several devil officers beside him to also raise their binoculars to take a closer look.

Yes, the cavalry regiment was forcing the Japanese diaspora to start digging trenches. Digging trenches and approaching the operation, this is a trick that Ma Bingzhong is learning and using.

"Mortars, shooting, shooting." Nakasa gritted his teeth and gave the order.

One by one, the shells burst out of the village and exploded violently, causing screams among the Japanese expatriates and lifting up the flesh and blood that had been blown to pieces.

Ma Bingzhong stood behind the wall with an expressionless face, watching the killing coldly.

Yang Tianfeng showed no mercy to the Japanese prisoners in Huaiyang, and also said to Ma Bingzhong and others: This is war, and there is no room for mercy. The Japanese diaspora cannot let the devils give up their stubborn resistance, but these expatriates are not innocent either. They may not have killed people directly, but their life of power on Chinese soil is to suck the blood and sweat of the Chinese, plundering and squeezing the indirect damage to the Chinese, which may not be much less than the real Japanese soldiers.

Under the shell bombardment, there were no more Japanese who could stand in front of the position, the ground was blurred with flesh and blood, and some of the wounded and not dead were still moaning and squirming there.

The cavalry brigade stopped the offensive again, they received a telegram from Guo Songlin, a brigade of infantry had rushed to Zhuji, and the attack was still left to them to solve, and the cavalry brigade could divide its troops to open the warning area and sweep up the remnants of the surrounding area. In addition, Yang Tianfeng led the Jiang detachment and the First Route Army anyway are rushing towards Shangqiu, and they can arrive before noon.

In addition, the 1st Brigade of the 1st Cavalry Division, which was rushing from the direction of Taikang, had already a very strong force in Shangqiu, and Ma Bingzhong was also relieved. The devil of Anping Village is already a turtle in the urn, and the cavalry regiment is indeed not a strong point, but sweeping the surrounding area is exactly what it is good at.

The attack on Shangqiu was successful, and the second and third routes of the Communist Salvation Army were blocked by a brigade of the 20th Division, a Zhou regiment and four branches in front of the army, and the rear road was completely cut off, and there seemed to be no other choice than surrender anyway. Yang Tianfeng can see clearly and understand that the historical situation has been greatly advanced anyway, which is already a definite thing.

Time passed quickly, and at about eleven o'clock, the troops led by Yang Tianfeng rushed to Zhuji. At this time, the ancient city of Shangqiu had been cleared, the Shangqiu Railway Station had been captured, and a brigade of Guo's detachment was escorting a large number of puppet army prisoners to dig trenches in Zhuji to Anping Village.

Several trenches at a 45-degree angle to the front of the devil's defense zigzag forward zigzag forward, 20 meters at a turn, and used the excavated soil to form a battlement-style system to reduce the killing range of enemy shells.

The devils were constantly bombarding with artillery fire, and our troops also returned fire with mortars, so that the trench stubbornly extended forward. The puppet army captured three or four prisoners in groups of three, bent over, digging hard, and rotating every five minutes to ensure physical strength and the speed of excavation.

As long as the shells do not fall exactly in the trench, the safety of life can still be guaranteed, but it depends on the character. Knowing that the end was coming, the devil mobilized all the artillery fire and fired non-stop artillery to stop and delay the opponent's trench digging operations.

Some of the wounded or killed were carried down, and the puppet soldiers waiting for the replacement in the back looked at each other, although they were afraid, but under the cold swords and guns of the soldiers of the Guo detachment, there was no one who dared to retreat.

As soon as the whistle sounded, another group of puppet soldiers rushed into the trench with shovels and pickaxes, digging desperately, five minutes, and endured the damn five minutes. When the whistle sounded again, they retreated as if they had been pardoned.

"Commander Yang." Huang Guoyi hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice beside him: "Trench digging operation is a good way, which shortens the charging distance and reduces the loss of soldiers. Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve besides that? ”

Yang Tianfeng pursed the corners of his mouth, glanced at him noncommittally, and said: "The battle is already cruel, if you have any good way, you might as well bring it up and give you credit." ”

"No." Huang Guoyi smiled bitterly: "My subordinates are not very proficient in this war. ”

Yang Tianfeng smiled faintly, walked in front of the puppet army, restrained his smile, and his cold eyes took turns to scan these fearful and uneasy guys.

"Do you have a grudge in your heart?" Yang Tianfeng opened his mouth and said: "Resentment treats you as cannon fodder, braving artillery fire to dig trenches? He paused, glancing at the crowd again.

The puppet soldiers didn't dare to answer, and silently lowered their heads.

"That's right, you're cannon fodder." Yang Tianfeng suddenly raised his voice and said: "In the past, it was cannon fodder for the Japanese devils, but now it is cannon fodder for the real Chinese. ”

Many puppet soldiers raised their heads in shock, Yang Tianfeng sneered, and continued: "Don't tell me any reasons for joining the puppet army, those things can only be an excuse for you to comfort yourself. You requisition food for the devils to eat, you maintain law and order for the devils, you forcibly arrest women and give them to the devils for sexual pleasure, and you even burn, kill and loot after the devils. You are the accomplices of the out-and-out Japanese devils, who has not done these bad things as I said, stand up for me, and I will let him go home immediately. ”

None of the puppet captives dared to stand up, and some of them looked ashamed.

"Now, I'm giving you a chance to atone for your sins." Yang Tianfeng pointed to Anping Village, "There are a group of beasts there, and I will destroy them all today to avenge the Chinese who died." After you finish this matter, it proves that you are not a hardcore traitor, you still have a Chinese conscience, and you are still a kind of man. Those who are willing to be soldiers, I welcome; If you want to go home, I will send you fare. In the future, you can pat your chest proudly at your friends and relatives, or to your descendants, and proudly say: Lao Tzu also contributed to the fight against devils back then, not a traitor or a mischief of his mother. ”

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The devil's artillery fire was not interrupted, but several trenches still stubbornly extended forward, like spider webs, tightening Anping Village from both sides.

At 3:20 p.m., the front end of the trench was only seventy or eighty meters away from the wall, and the time was ripe for a general attack.

Four mountain guns, two infantry guns, more than a dozen 82 mortars, and dozens of 60 mortars were concentrated in the east of Anping Village, and Yang Tianfeng decided to concentrate artillery fire, storm one side, and eliminate the Japanese puppet army in the village in one fell swoop.

"Ready! Put! With a loud roar, the mountain artillery and infantry cannon slammed backwards almost simultaneously. Immediately after the walled wall and the left side of the walled gate, a gorgeous fire suddenly burst out!

A shell hit the walled tower, and the badly damaged walled tower crumbled in the smoke of gunpowder, and a few seconds later, the walled tower quickly collapsed after a loud "bang"!

After the gate was torn apart, another shell was fired, and it immediately became fragmented, and through the smoke of gunpowder, you could even see the shadow of the devils in the village running in panic.

As soon as the cannon stopped, the infantry shouted in unison and began to charge. And the devils who were hiding from the bombardment also quickly climbed the wall, ready to resist stubbornly.

"Fire!" The small red flag slammed down, the mortars let out a roar, and the dense shells swept through the sky and smashed into the enemy.

The bright lights of the explosions were one after another, roaring above and behind the wall, and the flames rose violently, and Yang Tianfeng used the gelling ****** again.

The devils threw themselves and screamed in the explosions and flames, and some of the people who were burned to the point of delirium actually fell headlong into the wall, falling to their deaths.

With a rumbling sound, several ox-cart converted earthen tanks pushed up. On top of the cart were several large tabletops, on which were layers of wet quilts tied with cut telephone wires, and between the wet quilts were filled with earth. Several strong warriors pushed behind them, and they rumbled and walked with great might.

Da Da Da ...... First a firing point erupted tongues of fire, followed by more and more guns firing, firing like demonic eyes, glowing red in the blink of an eye.

The artillery fire continued to bombard, and the light and heavy machine guns also opened heavy fire, suppressing the stubborn resistance of the devils. One earthen tank stopped, and the other crossed it and continued to advance towards the gate, coming under more fire.

"Tong, Tong, Tong!" Under the cover of the earthen chariots, the three flying thunder cannons ventured closer, and the shells fired fell on and behind the wall, and after the dazzling flash, there was a deafening loud bang.

The artillery fire caused a large amount of smoke, and as soon as the loud trumpet of the charge sounded, the soldiers of the assault team jumped out of the trench and rushed into the empty gate.

In a short time, the devils in the village reacted, and a group of devils and puppet soldiers howled and rushed over, trying to press back the opponents who rushed in.

In the frenzied face-to-face shooting, the leading devil officer fell to the ground. The group of enemies was only stunned for a moment, and then they howled and fired wildly, killing and wounding more than a dozen soldiers

"Dada...... Not to be outdone, the Czech-made in their arms, with their shotguns in their hands, fired fiercely at the enemy, and the devils who were hit fell to the ground like a "servant" like a heavy log.......

The mortar adjusted the angle of fire, took advantage of the curved fire, and hit the shells through the wall, bombarding the enemy in the wall, covering the charge of the troops.

In the flames of the explosion, under the flying bullets, soldiers continued to fall, but they still relied on their numerical superiority and tenacious fighting, and rushed into Anping Village under the cover of the earth chariot. (To be continued.) )