War of Resistance: Rise from Fengtian!
9 The first step to the rise of the great Dragon Country!

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"Commander Wang! The matters here are almost done. You will lead a battalion to clean up the mess.

The rest of you, follow me and destroy the Japanese's lair in one go.

The South Station was the lifeline of the Japanese transport troops, and it had to be cut off immediately.

Otherwise, when the Japanese realized what was going on, they would only bring unnecessary casualties to Fengtian.”

Half an hour later, the battle was over.

Zhang Xuezeng ordered Wang Tiehan as he ordered his men to clean up the battlefield.

Fengtian South Train Station was also known as Sujiatun Train Station.

It was originally built by the Kievan Rus.

After the war, the Japanese expanded the area and built a railway from Andong to Fengtian.

Through this line, they could continuously send the Guandong Army over.

Wang Tiehan naturally understood the importance of this place.

He immediately nodded and said,"Third Young Master, go ahead. Leave this to me."

If the Japanese want to step into the North Camp, they have to step over my dead body!”

"Good!"

Zhang Xuezeng nodded and immediately instructed,"Tanya, 1st Battalion Commander, 2nd Battalion Commander.

Bring all your equipment and follow me to destroy the Japanese's nest!”

The soldiers on the scene agreed.

Following that, he led the remaining 100 men of the reinforced battalion and the two infantry battalions of the 620th Regiment.

Taking advantage of the cover of the night, they quickly rushed towards the South Train Station.

In the dark of the night, the lights at Fengtian City South Train Station were still brilliant.

However, there weren't many Japanese guarding the place.

In order to quickly take down the entire city of Fengtian and occupy the northeast, the Guandong Army had mobilized almost all their troops.

Only a garrison squadron was left.

"Ta! Ta! Ta!"

The Japanese who were standing guard were sleepy.

Usually, no one dared to approach the South Train Station.

In the long run, their guards were very lax.

No one noticed.

Under the night sky, a group of black shadows quickly approached the station entrance.

A few minutes later, he looked at the modern buildings in front of him.

A stern look flashed across Zhang Xueceng's face as he said coldly,""Bayonet!"

Then, a soldier at the side immediately handed him a sharp bayonet.

"Sizzle!"

Zhang Xuezeng quickly operated it and mounted it on the Liao-13 rifle in his hand.

As a fan of bayonet warfare, the Japanese had specially developed the Type 38 rifle.

The barrel was considered long among all the rifles in the world.

Even a Mauser rifle would not be as long as it was equipped with a bayonet.

In order to deal with the upcoming hand-to-hand battle, Zhang Xueceng specially took the Liao Thirteen, a Northeastern Army standard rifle.

Next, it was time to fight the Japanese.

"Everyone, fix your bayonet!"

With a shout, nearly 2,000 soldiers from the two battalions of the Northeast Army pulled out their bayonet.

For a moment, saber lights flashed everywhere, and killing intent soared into the sky.

Everyone's expression was solemn as they stared ahead.

Zhang Xuezeng raised the spear in his hand and shouted angrily,"Attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he charged out.

"Kill them!"

Tanya followed closely behind and shouted loudly.

The rest of the reinforced battalion followed Zhang Xuezeng as the vanguard.

Nearly 2,000 soldiers of the Northeast Army followed closely behind, shouting the slogan of "Kill the Japanese" and launching a brazen attack.

The angry roar echoed in the air, breaking the silence of the train station.

At this moment, Zhang Xueceng felt his blood boiling.

Tonight was no longer the beginning of the fall of the northeast.

It was the first step to the rise of the Northeast!

They would step on the corpses of the Japanese and bid farewell to their weak and incompetent selves.

The two thousand hot-blooded men standing behind him would eventually become the Japanese's eternal nightmare.

In fact, there was no difference between the Northeast Army and the 400,000,000 compatriots of the Dragon Country.

They were all men of iron and unyielding character who cherished the country and the people.

The reason why they were labeled as cowards and cowards was because their commander was useless.

Which person who joined the army didn't have a sincere heart to protect the country?

The 7th Brigade of the Northeast Army stationed in Fengtian was burning with passion tonight.

It was because they had met someone who could change their lives.

The third young master of the Zhang family, Zhang Xueceng!

The hot-blooded man, in a fit of anger, led them to easily wipe out the main force of the 29th regiment of the Kwantung Army.

How awe-inspiring was that?

Zhang Xueceng was just a young master who had never been on the battlefield and usually only knew how to walk cats and play with dogs.

At this time of crisis, they dared to lead the soldiers to defend the Northern Camp that was about to fall.

He led them to attack the enemy's base.

They were trying to turn the tide and save the tens of millions of people in the northeast from fire and water.

Why couldn't they?

All the soldiers of the Northeast Army felt their blood boil.

The things that had been silent in his heart for many years and had almost been forgotten were awakened.

That was a patriotic heart!

Love the hearts of the people!

For the country, for the people, they could sacrifice their lives and shed their blood!

At this moment, they had to be watered with the blood of the Japanese in order to quell their anger.

Only then could they seek justice for the innocent souls who had died tragically at the hands of the Japanese over the years!

"Kill them!"

As a descendant of the Dragon Kingdom, no one knew the anger in Zhang Xueceng's heart.

It was hatred that had accumulated for hundreds of years.

It was the resentment formed by the tens of millions of casualties from the September 18th, July 7th, Songhu and other major battles.

.......

At the train station, Jiro Koizumi looked at the moon hanging high in the night sky, feeling homesick.

It had been almost two years since he came to the Dragon Country. He missed his wife, Youya, very much.

He had almost forgotten what it felt like to be a wife.

Sigh!

He only hoped that the Empire could quickly conquer Manchuria and establish the Imperial Paradise.

That way, he could go home.

However, Manchuria was truly a treasure trove.

Miss Hua, great!

Food, drinks, all free!

Life was much better than eating wild vegetable dumplings at home.

Just as his thoughts were running wild, a series of low footsteps interrupted his thoughts.

Jiro Koizumi turned around and saw a black shadow.

"Enemy…"

Before he could say anything, a cold light flashed and blood splattered.

Jiro Koizumi pointed at the figure in front of him and clutched his throat, his face full of unwillingness.

With a bang, he fell into a pool of blood.

"Baka Yalu!"

At this moment, the other patrolling Japanese were alarmed by the loud noise.

Coincidentally, he saw the scene of Zhang Xuezeng killing his own compatriots.

His heart was filled with anger as he held the Type 38 rifle in his hand and charged forward brazenly.

"Damned Dragon Country people, how dare you lay your hands on the imperial army of our great empire!”

Following his angry roar, the sharp bayonet seemed to be about to pierce through Zhang Xuezeng.

However, how could he have thought that Zhang XueCeng would actually advance instead of retreating?

Just as he was about to make contact with the bayonet, he quickly slipped.

"Crash!"

The rifle in his hand quickly pushed away the Japanese's bayonet.

With a roar, he swung the spear horizontally.

"Bang!"

The body of the Liao Type 13 Rifle was made of high-quality wooden sleepers painted with tung oil.

The Japanese's bayonet was instantly broken.

"Bang!"

At this moment, it was too fast!

Zhang Xueceng swung his bayonet and stabbed the Japanese, killing him instantly.

After taking care of the sentry post, Zhang Xueceng, who was covered in blood, ordered coldly,""If you don't accept captives, kill them all!”

He pointed his spear forward, and the two thousand red-eyed northeastern soldiers charged forward like locusts.

They quickly drowned all the Japanese in the train station.

Gunshots and screams continued.

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