The 8th Division of the Japanese Army, the division commander Lieutenant General Hirosaki Yaka, rushed a few times with the rolling heat wave, and when he stood up, he had a bloody hole in his head and was bleeding all over his face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But he didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, his eyes were like fish's eyes, and he looked at the mushroom cloud rising in the distance for a moment.

The red flames and black smoke billowed up and rushed to the sky, like a peerless demon king who had been sealed underground for hundreds of millions of years and finally broke through the seal. The rolling scorching wave of air was like a peerless demon blowing lightly, and the army of fifty or sixty thousand was blown to pieces like leaves, and its head was broken and bleeding.

"How so! How so! ”

Lieutenant General Hirosaki muttered.

The surrounding Japanese soldiers, at this time, had long lost the slightest fighting spirit, and looked at the mushroom cloud one by one, their dull eyes full of shock and panic.

What is the use of our army's elite, but the enemy has Gundam.

This feeling is like a first-level trumpet meeting a one-hundred-twenty full-level enemy, and that kind of despair has made people no longer have the slightest courage to resist.

"Your Excellency, what should I do?"

A big Zuo next to him said in a mournful tone, with a confused face, and asked Hirosaki Yaka.

Hirosaki Yaka glanced in the direction of the valley and shook her head.

I don't know how many shells fell in that valley, and I am afraid that not even a single mouse would survive in it, let alone a human being. Now, in the entire Taiheshan Japanese front, the highest-ranking military officer is probably Lieutenant General Hirosaki Yaka.

However, in this current war, Hirosaki Yaka can no longer understand it.

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Six o'clock in the morning.

It was supposed to be a bright day.

But at this time, the sky was extremely gloomy. Layer upon layer of dark clouds rolled, layer upon layer, and the pressure was very low. It was as if as soon as you stretched out your hand, you could touch the black clouds.

The Seventh Group's 100,000-strong army was all pressed up and launched a major counteroffensive.

Zhu Qing and Yi Xiaojing sat in the command center, looked at the real-time picture transmitted by the early warning plane, and said: "These devils now are no different from the pigs to be slaughtered. ”

On the battlefield, there are large and small craters everywhere, and patches of charred earth and tree trunks tell the madness of last night.

The original verdant forests and towering rocks have long since disappeared.

It was as if the hill had been beaten several meters shorter. The river's banks were blasted open through numerous openings, and the river flowed in all directions, turning into streams.

There were flames everywhere.

Last night, there were not a few Japanese soldiers who were burned to death by the spreading fire.

At this time, the remaining Japanese soldiers no longer had a trace of fighting spirit, and they were fleeing everywhere. The occasional revolt, organized by a few officers, was quickly routed.

The strongest resistance was a few thousand men of the Eighth Division. Gathered some soldiers who had lost their command around them, and gathered more than 10,000 people.

Under the leadership of Lieutenant General Yaka Hirosaki, a counterattack was fought. However, the Japanese army had no fighting spirit at this time, and even if it resisted, it was weak and powerless. Under the attack of tens of thousands of people of the Seventh Army, it was quickly routed, and Hirosaki Yaka, who wanted to commit suicide by seppuku, was captured alive.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, the remaining 50,000 or 60,000 Japanese troops had been completely routed.

At six o'clock in the evening, the statistics were completed.

In the first battle during the day, more than 30,000 Japanese troops were killed, more than 4,000 were captured, and the remaining 20,000 Japanese troops fled.

Last night's artillery bombardment, under the rolling fire, the primeval forest on the mountain is gone. Because of the river blockage, it did not burn to the southwest, and the fire decreased at this time, but there were still many fire points everywhere, and the dim sky and earth were densely illuminated.

Zhu Qing watched the fire sweep towards the east, and said with some worry: "The fire burns the mountain, I don't know if it will burn to Dingshan Pass." ”

Yi Xiaojing looked at the sky.

Black clouds were rolling in the sky, and the air around them was already very humid.

"Look at the weather, it seems that there is heavy rain coming, and the fire should not be ignited・・・・・・"

Yi Xiaojing hadn't finished speaking.

"Boom!" Bang.

A thunderbolt pierced the sky and the earth, illuminating the dim and chaotic heaven and earth in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "crackling" resounded between heaven and earth, and raindrops the size of beans fell to the ground. Quickly, the rocks and mud on the ground were soaked with rainwater.

The heavy rain continued overnight, as if it was about to release all the water vapor that had accumulated after a day.

By the next morning, the flames on Mount Taihe had all been extinguished.

The pits in the mountains are full of water.

The place where the cloud burst bomb exploded, a large crater with a diameter of tens of meters and a depth of more than ten meters, had become a small lake at this time.

Countless blackened tree trunks stand in the mountains, silently telling of this war.

Several hillsides were deprived of vegetation protection and were loosened by shells, causing mudslides, but fortunately no soldiers were injured.

"After this battle, the situation in the Central Plains has been decided!"

The army was launched, and the Seventh Army followed Zhu Qing back to the northwest and southwest fronts.

Yi Xiaojing took the 14th Division and returned to the three counties of Yingshan, Cuishan and Shide.

A few days later, the Japanese army was routed on all fronts in the Central Plains.

In the entire Central Plains battle, China achieved a huge victory that shocked the world!

This is also enough to go down in history, a major victory in the anti-fascist war!

The news spread to the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River, and the whole land of China was jubilant!

Everywhere is lit up to celebrate victory.

At the same time, the 14th Division also frequently appeared on the front pages of major newspapers.

Among them, the photographs taken by the reporters accompanying the army of shelling the Japanese positions at Taihe Mountain, especially the photos of the mushroom cloud, did not only shake like an earthquake of magnitude 8 in China. Even this photo quickly landed on the headlines of foreign newspapers, and a large number of extremely influential newspapers such as the Daily Mail, The Times, and the New York Times published this photo and news one after another.

This has caused a great discussion in the international community.

Someone pouted, not believing it at all: "One 'cannonball' killed more than 10,000 people, is this an April Fool's joke?" ”

Someone shouted: "The Chinese have successfully developed an atomic bomb!" China will become the strongest power in the world! Not one of them! ”

Some people are extremely skeptical: "In backward China, will there be such a weapon of terror that Germany has not developed?" ”

Someone openly said: "The Chinese have put a big 'artillery battle', and the international community will reshuffle the cards!" ”

Some people said happily: "China has sprung up, and victory in the anti-fascist war can be expected!" ”

And in the headquarters building of Time magazine, the editor-in-chief, Morgan, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and pulled out a photo that had been mailed back across the ocean from a drawer.

The one on the photo is still a personable and handsome young Oriental man even in the eyes of British and Americans. Dressed in a military uniform, he holds a slender salute knife and has a charming and sunny smile on his face, which makes people feel good at a glance.

Morgan smiled and said to a white-collar beauty beside him: "Lisa, the cover character of the next issue of the weekly magazine, it's him!" ”

Lisa asked curiously, "An Oriental?" ”

Morgan smiled mysteriously: "An Oriental soldier, the one who fires artillery!" ”

"What?" Lisa's eyes widened, and when she looked at the photo again, her face was already full of horror.

She has a hunch that the next issue of Time Magazine may break through the historical sales!