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Can you be scared. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Maybe! Not only is it possible, An Yi's combat scenario. In the blood and sweat of the soldiers who will be full of the heart of serving the country, it is being realized little by little.

From the moment more than a dozen silver-white fighters flew over the battlefield, the confrontation on the ground, which had been stalemate for nearly an hour, immediately changed significantly. The officers and men of the Independent Division, who were lying next to the corpses of their comrades-in-arms, saw that the Japanese positions that had not been attacked for a long time were blown into a sea of flames, and that the Japanese cavalry that had frantically rushed to the position of the 2nd Brigade on the left flank from the flat area to the west was blown apart and their limbs flew sideways, and more than 8,000 soldiers who were struggling in the snow wept with joy.

The sound of the loud military trumpet sounded one after another, and more than 8,000 soldiers abandoned the dead and wounded comrades around them, jumped out of the ditches and craters full of blood, and used all their strength. The 5th Infantry Wing of the Japanese Army, which had experienced nearly 10 minutes of fierce bombardment by aerial bombs and incendiary bombs, was under the guns of more than 8,000 officers and men of the Independent Division, who were like wolves and tigers. Without the power to resist, the remaining 2,800 Japanese troops of the Fifth Wing of the Japanese Army and the Matsuura Brigade of the 30th Infantry Wing only supported for 10 minutes and then collapsed.

Under the leadership of Major General Lu Xiong, the Second Regiment of the 1st Brigade, which suffered relatively few casualties, rushed out of its position with a loud shout and launched a quick pursuit of the fleeing enemy who was still in sight. The chaotic team became a rapid formation with a company as a unit, and the overall degree increased rapidly.

"Brigadier Huang.

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Huang Zhi, the commander of the 3rd Independent Brigade, ignored the blood stains on his body and the gunsmoke on his face, and rushed down the position to the acting division commander Wu Liheng, who pointed to the northwest direction where the gunpowder smoke was billowing and ordered loudly:

"Go with the machine-gun battalion and occupy Heights No. 4. Fire on the Japanese cavalry who were preparing to flee, support the 2nd Brigade, and by the way pick them up".

"Yes!"

The machine gun battalion of the 3rd Brigade, which had just rushed to the position, under the personal leadership of brigade commander Huang Zhi, picked up the equipment that had just been put down and ran wildly again.

Wu Lidan took off the steel helmet of his head dagger and strode around, the six guards around him clutching their submachine guns. For any Japanese soldiers who were still struggling along the way, and the position was full of sporadic gunshots, Wu Liheng's loud voice sounded again, and it spread far away in the hot mist and the flames everywhere:

"Collect all the corpses of the Japanese soldiers and put them all on the north edge of the trench for Lao Tzu to use as sandbags. If it is not high enough to be strong enough, spread two more layers, and if you can't use a steel helmet to cover the corpse with unmelted snow, it will be hard when the north wind blows,"

This method of saving time in repairing the trenches was immediately spread to the position, and the brothers did not forget to search the corpses inside and out, and were happy to find something new for a while.

In the Dongyao Mountain command post behind Xiangjiazhuang in the north of the city, Zhang Zuoxiang and Wan Fulin constantly observed the battlefield situation in three directions through telescopes, and although the two brigades of Yu Zhaolin and Zhao Tingfang, who were in charge of the northeast direction, were not comparable in equipment and combat strength to the independent divisions, they also successfully completed the combat mission, successfully occupied the first line of Japanese positions in the southeast of Liujiazhuang, stabilized the defensive line with the support of the 17th Division artillery regiment and a machine gun company, and were firing at the 23rd Wing of the Japanese Army, which was under heavy aerial bombardment and retreated to Liujiazhuang for defense; The 50th Brigade of the 17th Division, which was in charge of the direction of Houjiayu in the east, had set up a position according to the predetermined plan, and was using mortars and accurate sniping to induce the 45th Infantry Wing, which had suffered the least damage, to take the initiative to attack.

However, this time, the commander of the 45th Wing of the Japanese Army was obedient, and seeing that the friendly troops in the other two directions had suffered heavy casualties and had retreated, his wing, which had been heavily taught by the Anjia Army and had just been replenished with nearly 1,000 recruits, did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, they held on to the spot, kept on guard, and mobilized eight 92 guns to fire at the 50th Brigade.

Zhang Zuoxiang nodded slightly, raised the telescope again, four or five silver fighters were still hovering in the sky, using down-firing machine guns to continuously strafe the Japanese cavalry faced by the second brigade on the left flank, this battle of air-ground coordination and extraordinary power originally only existed in Zhang Zuoxiang's ideals, and it was the first time in his life that he had seen such an exciting scene, this modern combat method that should have been first realized by the most powerful and wealthy Northeast Army was now realized in the hands of a group of young juniors, Why don't you let Zhang Zuoxiang, the auxiliary commander of the Northeast Army who has been crisscrossing northern China for more than ten years, have mixed feelings?

Seeing the silver fighter planes in the sky, Zhang Zuoxiang thought of the more than 200 planes that he once had; I saw the artillery and mortars that were in the hands of the officers and soldiers of Anjia and wielded great power. Zhang Zuoxiang remembered the Fengtian Machinery Factory, which was already capable of producing artillery and assembling trucks; Seeing the submachine guns with powerful firepower and excellent performance in the hands of the soldiers, Zhang Zuoxiang remembered the Shenyang Arsenal, which had assets of hundreds of millions of yuan and had led China's ordnance enterprises for nearly ten years.

Now, except for the 150,000 soldiers who lost their homes, everything else is like a dream, and everything else is gone.

Seeing the invincible Japanese army crushed under the blow of the Anjia army and fled in embarrassment, and saw the soldiers of the Independent Division in the north direction killing all the remaining Japanese soldiers without care, and using the corpses of Japanese soldiers as sandbags and stacking them on the trenches layer upon layer, Zhang Zuoxiang suddenly felt a chill on his back, and his eyes... Compared with the wolf point division, the ten thousand Northeast Army generals are like kind sheep

Wan Fulin, who was on the side, had been observing the position of the independent division in front through a telescope since yesterday. Wan Fulin followed Hu Jialin, Wu Liheng, Lu Yixuan, and other generals to inspect the positions hastily established by 28,000 soldiers of the two divisions. Wan Fulin was greatly impressed by the strict military discipline, the strong ability to build fortifications, the solid military command level of officers at all levels, and the outstanding performance of the officers and men displayed by the two divisions. He personally saw how the only brigade to which the "Model Battalion" belonged dealt with the feint attack of the 1st Army Brigade with only three shots. With just three shots, a large group of Japanese troops who pulled the straggler line and charged forward immediately retreated, and ran faster than rabbits, and the three Japanese squadron leaders who brandished long knives and shouted loudly and rushed to the front. At a distance of 500 meters, they were successively killed by the snipers of the special service company of the 1st Brigade, and such a resolute and shocking precision strike made the invincible Japanese troops lose their morale and heart, and they carried the three corpses and ran backwards lifelessly, but a heroic and almost rude laughter and scolding sounded on the position of the 1st Brigade.

"Beard, your political shaving department is too much, isn't it? Male reporters can follow the troops to the front line, and it doesn't matter if we don't let the women go up, but after the battle, you have to let us go up to interview Ying, why did you order to stop us? ”

Ye Qing crashed into the command post in a rage. He was followed by six indignant female reporters from various newspapers. Mouthful of gossip fired at Hu Jialin.

"That's it! Chief Hu, you, a lieutenant general of the National Revolutionary Army, don't look down on our female compatriots like those rude warlords, do you? ”

"General Hu, you need to explain to us the reason why you gave such an order!"

Hearing this chattering sound, Zhang Zuoshuang and Wan Fulin put down their binoculars, turned around, and looked at a few female reporters who were so anxious that their faces were flushed, and then at Hu Jialin, who still had a blank face on his face, and wanted to see how Hu Jialin, who had just finished answering the phone, dealt with Ye Qing, a beautiful reporter who was famous all over the country, and a few little women from Jiangnan.

Hu Jialin's method was very simple, he pointed to the sky outside the observation mouth, and said kindly: "Most of our planes have gone, and the Japanese planes are coming, and they are all bombed by Japanese planes within a radius of five kilometers. Listen, the "buzz" of the plane has been heard in the northeast, and our soldiers have begun to hide. ”

Ye Qing listened carefully with some doubts, but nothing was different, and he strode to the observation mouth and looked at the sky covered by gunsmoke. Looking at the misty smoke ahead, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't hear anything.

Zhang Zuoxiang and Wan Fucheng glanced at each other, and also walked to the observation port, and a burst of rapid military trumpets came at the right time, spread far away in the wilderness, and then echoed from the surrounding mountains.

Several female reporters were stunned, Ye Qing, who had just walked to Hu Jialin's side and was about to protest, frowned slightly, walked to the observation port again, stood on tiptoe, stretched out her head and listened, a ray of morning sun sprinkled on her white and charming face through the smoke of gunpowder, making the generals and colonels in the command post almost stunned.

Ye Qing listened for a while, then looked at the sky in the northeast, suddenly turned around, walked quickly to Hu Jialin, and asked very surprised:

"I heard it, I just heard it, how do you know that? Are you a clairvoyant? ”

Hu Jialin smiled rarely: "When you see Ziquan one day, ask him for details, he is now in charge of our clairvoyant Shunfeng Ear, and the reminder call just now was made to me." ”

"Ziquan? Where is he now? Ye Qing excitedly asked about his brother's whereabouts.

Hu Jialin put away his smile and asked solemnly: "Before you came to the front line, didn't the Political Department tell you the precautions?" ”

Ye Qingbian flattened his mouth, turned around and left, but when he walked to the door, he was stopped by the guard officer, the roar of the plane in the sky became more and more deafening, and soon he couldn't even hear the sound of talking, and there were forty or fifty Japanese fighters from the northeast and north directions into the sky over the battlefield, and the five or six silver fighters left by the original An Jiajun hurriedly fled to the southwest, and the two teams of Japanese planes flew over the battlefield, and the shouts of the infiltrators chased after them, and the two Japanese bombers that arrived quickly dispersed, and began to hit the center under the escort of the peripheral fighters The formation of the team and the houses of Kuancheng and the surrounding villages were bombarded indiscriminately.

The deafening continuous explosions, the undulating and swaying shaking of the ground under their feet, the smoke of gunpowder covering the sky and the pungent smell wafting into the command post frightened Ye Qing and several female reporters with colorless faces and churning blood. Lang Qin, a female reporter from the Times, vomited on the spot, but it was the attendant staff officer and Ye Qing who stepped forward to help her.

Zhang Zuoxiang and Wan Fulin glanced at each other, their faces were full of excitement and excitement, Wan Fulin came to Hu Jialin's side and asked loudly, "The enemy has been fooled, right?" ”

Hu Jialin replied loudly: "Yes, in five minutes, we can get out of here and go outside to have a look." The younger generation is so old, I haven't seen an airplane hit a *flying* plane, but it's a pity that the southwest battlefield is a little farther, and we don't have a chance to see the anti-aircraft artillery shooting of the air defense brigade, haha! ”

After Hu Jialin finished speaking, he turned to Chief of Staff Yang Guan to issue a series of orders, and then strode out of the command post. Walk to a height of ten meters, climb to the top of the bunker in two steps, and look up at the sky in the distance.

Zhang Zuoxiang walked to the door surrounded by the guards. Seeing Hu Jialin standing majestically under the reflection of gunpowder smoke and the morning sun, he stopped unconsciously. Sighing to himself: "It seems that I am really old"