"Old Yan, this won't do!"
"If we let the Japanese continue to torment us, will Liaoyang still be habitable?”
At this moment, in Liaoyang City, the highest administrative officer of the Liaoyang Administrative Office, Wu Hongquan, said to the police chief in a hurry.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Yan Lie looked straight at Wu Hongquan, wanting him to give him an idea.
In such a chaotic situation, Yan Lie really couldn't find a particularly good way to deal with the harassment of the Japanese.
In fact, Wu Hongquan had no other choice.
Therefore, the two of them looked at each other and did not speak for a long time.
"Officer Wu, Chief Yan, I have a plan.”
"Hmm?"
Hearing this.
Yan Lie and Wu Hongquan immediately turned their gazes to the person who spoke.
It was Zhang Lixian, the reconnaissance regiment commander sent by the Three Eastern Provinces Garrison Command.
At the same time, he also sent thousands of elite soldiers under him.
It was because of the recon team that Liaoyang City was able to maintain the situation and not collapse before the battle.
"The general location of the Japanese has been figured out by my artillery.”
"But the shooting range in Urban area is not open, so we can't accurately aim at the Japanese.”
"Therefore, I want to organize a troop to go out of the city for a field battle.”
"Once we leave the city, with the cooperation of our artillery, we will be able to quickly wipe out the small group of troops that are scattered outside.”
Zhang Lixian explained the plan in detail.
Instantly.
Yan Lie and Wu Hongquan's eyes lit up.
How could they not know that this was the best solution at the moment?
"It's just that my soldiers are scattered all over the city.”
"Therefore, I hope that the police under Chief Yan will cooperate with us.”
Immediately after.
Zhang Lixian directly pointed out his difficulties.
"No problem. I'll order all the police to listen to your command.”
Yan Lie immediately clapped his hands and decided.
A few minutes later.
A row of military heavy trucks and hundreds of police on horses left Liaoyang City and headed straight for the small group of the Guandong Army in the distance.
Whether it was the troops led by Zhang Lixian or the mounted police of Liaoyang City, they were all swift soldiers.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Japanese.
"Da da da, da!"
The elite soldiers on the military heavy trucks aimed their submachine guns at the Japanese camp.
Bullets rained down on the Japanese.
More than 300 Thomas submachine guns burst into flames as they began the massacre.
"Ah, Yamei fell!"
"Enemy attack!"
The Japanese was hit in the face.
Then, the mounted police headed toward the sun... The army began to charge.
The fast-moving warhorses and sharp sabers were like the scythes of the Grim Reaper, continuously reaping the lives of the Japanese.
In just a few minutes, the battle was over.
An infantry squadron of the Guandong Army was completely annihilated.
In addition to the 200 Japanese corpses, there were also a lot of weapons and equipment.
"Everyone, one minute to clean up the battlefield.”
Zhang Lixian immediately ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and transport the spoils of war back to Liaoyang City.
At this time, no troops could be wasted.
Their most important task was to protect Liaoyang City at all costs.
Only by defending Liaoyang City could they ensure that they were invincible.
As for the rest, the marshal would take care of it.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
At the same time.
Benxi was attacked by the Japanese.
Countless cannonballs streaked across the sky like meteors, leaving long trails of flames behind them.
The whistling sound echoed in a radius of ten miles.
The Guandong Army's First Independent Garrison Brigade and Sixth United Brigade, thousands of people, launched a fierce attack on the Feng army stationed in Benxi.
Boom!
The cannonball heavily smashed outside the city.
A large ball of fire exploded, illuminating the entire sky.
The Japanese who were attacking with red eyes, the Feng soldiers who were defending with determination, and the smoke-filled positions formed a beautiful picture of war.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Under the cover of the artillery, thousands of Japanese charged forward with their guns.
Bullets rained down on Feng Bing like a storm.
It was a pity that they had misjudged their opponents and thought that they were still the Feng Army under Zhang Yuting.
However, the soldiers stationed in Benxi had already been secretly replaced by the expeditionary soldiers under Zhang Jing 'an.
They were the most elite American soldiers in Yan Huang's recent history.
A single shot rifle did not cause any harm to the soldiers hiding behind cover.
All the soldiers of the expeditionary army remained calm and held their weapons tightly.
There were M1 Garand semi-automatic rifles, Thompson submachine guns, and Browning light machine guns.
As long as the order was given, these advanced weapons from the other side of the ocean would show their powerful power.
Under the light of the fire, the Japanese were all excited and their eyes were burning.
Since the Meiji Restoration, the Japanese in the east have only taken the Yellow Emperor as their foundation.
Having been rooted outside the pass for decades, their understanding of Black Mountain and White Water even surpassed that of Zhang Yuting and Marshal Zhang.
They had waited for this opportunity with great difficulty. How could they not be fanatical?
In the eyes of the Japanese, Feng Jun was no match for them.
As soon as the diplomatic note was issued, the timid and cowardly Zhi... How could that person disobey?
When the Japanese were less than 300 meters away from the camp, all the soldiers could clearly see the appearance of the Japanese.
"Fire!"
Han Shaogong immediately ordered.
The soldiers of the expeditionary army at the front line pulled the triggers in unison.
"Da da! Da da!"
Accompanied by orderly mechanical sounds, orange flames flickered continuously on the battlefield.
More than 800 M1 Garland semi-automatic rifles, more than 100 Thomas submachine guns, and nearly 100 Browning light and heavy machine guns opened fire at the same time.
Bullets that covered the sky and earth mercilessly penetrated the Japanese's body.
At such a close distance, there was no need to aim. Every bullet would hit the Japanese.
"Ah! Yamei fell!"
"Your Majesty, save me!"
"I don't want to die!"
Instantly.
The advancing Japanese seemed to have been reaped by the Grim Reaper's scythe.
Hundreds of bodies riddled with bullets appeared in the fire.
Wails and screams rang out endlessly.
"Baga Yalu! Zhi…How could that person?"
Looking at the tragic scene through the binoculars, the captain of the First Independent Garrison Battalion, Endo Yuki, gritted his teeth, his face red.
He was about to go crazy from anger.
He had thought that he could easily conquer Benxi and cooperate with the Guandong Army to threaten Fengtian.
He did not expect to suffer such a crushing defeat just as he attacked.
As a special railway garrison in Manchuria, there were a total of six independent garrisons, each with only 750 people.
Moreover, the independent garrison brigade was not equipped with heavy weapons, and its firepower was equivalent to that of the local security forces.
The first independent garrison had lost more than half of its members in the previous round of fighting.
If they were to do it again, wouldn't they all be shattered into pieces?。
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