"Get the hell out of here! Aren't you looking for trouble for the commander now? What kind of system does it look like this? Now that our new 1st Group Army is up and down, the most important thing to do is to bring down Anshan and stabilize the entire Liaodong Theater! Yang Zizhen slapped the table and shouted loudly at Zhang Jianjun and the others. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Jianjun and Guo Xing didn't say anything, Wang Yan, a general who looked quiet and quiet on weekdays, suddenly said slowly: "Then everyone will disperse, go back to the front line, and within a day, we will enter Anshan!" Let those adults in the Beijing Division think about it, whose credit is it for our new army to be where it is today! ”

"Then listen to you and the Chief of Staff!" Guo Xing nodded, he also knew that it was useless for him to stand here, so he might as well go back and do what he could. So this new major general, who has a more versatile style, turned around and left, and he has never been so crisp.

Seeing Guo Xing and Wang Yan saying that they would leave, Zhang Jianjun did not delay for a moment, he glanced at Yang Zizhen, then grabbed his military hat, and followed the two major generals in front of him to exit the office that originally belonged to Wang Jue. Yang Zizhen finally let out a breath of turbidity, and sighed to himself: "These arrogant soldiers, I'm afraid that only the commander can hold it down......."

"Do we really want to take Anshan as fast as possible?" Out of the gate of the headquarters and stopped Wang Yan, who wanted to board his car, Guo Xing asked without confidence: "Can this trick really save the commander?" ”

"It's not just about using the fastest speed, but also about using the most ruthless means." Wang Yan saw that Guo Xing was a little hesitant and wavering, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Pour all the shells you can find on top of the heads of the Anshan rebels, and let those officials and old men take a good look at the combat effectiveness of our new army!" When the time comes, even if it is necessary to dispose of the commander...... They also have to weigh whether they are enough for us to retaliate in the future! ”

"Yes!" Zhang Jianjun was the last to come out of the door, walked up to the two of them and nodded in response: "What Wang Yan said makes sense, we should do something for the commander." After he said this, he climbed into his car, the engine began to roar, and the car with the logo of the New 1st Army whizzed away through the street.

Guo Xing and Wang Yan glanced at each other, then boarded their respective cars and drove in different directions. The three army commanders on this side parted ways, and the combat order to prepare for the most fierce attack in all directions was also issued as soon as they returned to the headquarters. All the soldiers finished their rest, and even a lightly wounded person like Fan Ming could return to the army to continue the battle.

"Have all front-line troops ready twice as much ammunition...... The logistics department is all moving for me, no matter what method is used, to raise the materials I want! As soon as he walked into his headquarters, Zhang Jianjun began a series of orders. He summoned almost all the senior officers of the army and began to prepare plans for the attack.

"All the troops, within four hours, completed all the pre-war preparations. I'm going to attack early tomorrow morning and take Anshan at noon!" He walked over to the map and extended the huge arrow, which represented his own troops, until his palm pressed against Anshan, before continuing: "I don't want to see any enemy resistance to stop your advance!" Do you understand? ”

Then he swept over everyone present with a pair of stern eyes, and said in a heavy tone: "The commander was unjustly arrested and escorted to the Beijing Division, what do we have to do for the commander!" At this time, we must show our strength and let those people see how powerful the new army really is! ”

"Yes! For the sake of the commander! These officers also heard the news of the arrest of Commander Wang Jue not long ago. The rustic ones then hoped to do something for Wang Jue. Now what needs to be done for them has come, and of course it excites them. The officers immediately stood up and saluted, almost in a roaring voice, shouting the majestic "For the commander!" ”

Yes, for the commander! When they heard that the troops were going to attack, and especially when they heard that they were going to make a great victory for the sake of the commander, all the soldiers of the new army were full of enthusiasm. The sappers desperately repaired the railway between Tai'an and Mukden City, in order to restore the transportation and supply lines and transfer more ammunition and materials for the front line, while the infantry was ready to set off early, and the armored troops were even more ready to move out of the battle at any time.

And after a long night of waiting, in the early hours of the next day, the Forces nouvelles launched a fierce attack on the rebels on the opposite side like crazy. Originally, because Wang Jue left the slightly silent land, it once again became blazing and violent like a gushing volcano.

The rebel soldiers on the opposite side were suddenly confused by the fierce attack, and while they fled with their armor behind, they complained about the Ming army's unreasonable cards: wasn't it originally agreed? Isn't it a good ending for you to fight a symbolic fight, our symbolic resistance and resistance, and then we all surrender happily, and we will die if you have won military merits?

Now that you have victory in your pockets, why use such power to bully us unfortunate people who are already doomed to surrender? Thinking so in their hearts, they couldn't question why the Ming army suddenly wasted its strength and really attacked. So they could only retreat along their defensive positions, and were beaten to the ground by the Ming army that followed and covered.

Hundreds of shells fell on the heads of the rebels, the whole earth seemed to shake, hundreds of tanks lined up, just the exhaust of the tank engines roaring out, forming a dark cloud like smoke on the horizon, impenetrable and black.

And when these tanks lined up on the real Liaoshen Plain and formed a battle formation, it was so spectacular that the commanders of the Ming army who commanded these tanks were so excited that they couldn't speak. The power of steel erupted with indescribable power at this moment, enough to destroy any force that stood in its way.

These metal tracks ran over enemy positions and over enemy bodies. The battle has become a devastating modern war show: one side of the battle is engaged in a battle show, while the other side is slaughtered by a torrent of steel. Everywhere there was the sound of gunfire, battles broke out everywhere, and a symphony of machine guns, submachine guns, and rifles echoed in the vast sky, majestic and resolute.

One by one, the Ming Empire's royal flag was planted on the commanding heights of the enemy's position, and in only one morning, the tanks of the Ming Empire rushed into the steel smelting plant on the outskirts of Anshan under the cover of soldiers. The rebels there quickly surrendered and surrendered their weapons without resistance, because the defeated soldiers in front told them that if they were too late, they would be slaughtered by the killing machines of the Ming Empire. (To be continued.) )