Fengtian South Train Station.
Zhao Fusheng, the guerrilla leader of the railway, noticed the bombardment of the White Tower Shop.
"It's our turn to attack!"
"Beep beep!"
The whistle echoed endlessly as the special railway guerrillas headed south.
Along with the special railway guerrillas, there were 2 reserve divisions of 30,000 soldiers.
That was to say, the Japanese camp had set their sights on the White Tower Shop.
Otherwise, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't have dared to take the train and attack Shili River so brazenly.
Once they were discovered by the Japanese, a few rounds of grenade launchers could cause heavy losses to the troops.
....
White Tower Shop.
There was a sea of fire and scorched black holes everywhere. The air was filled with the strong smell of blood.
However, the Fengtian Reconnaissance Corps 'bombardment was not over yet.
"Stomp! Stomp!"
At the same time, the scout infantry calculated that it was about time and began to charge.
Until the artillery fire stopped completely, the Japanese invaders in the White Tower Shop were all killed.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Da da!"
The scouts of the 3rd Battalion opened fire. The M1s and MP38s fired at each other, and the Japanese only had time to wail.
The dense barrage of death bullets continued to harvest the Japanese invaders who were stunned by the bombardment.
A large number of the Japanese invaders were torn apart, lying in pools of blood, completely lifeless.
It was not an exaggeration to say that the Feng army was the strongest in terms of combat strength.
All of them were semi-automatic firearms.
It was either an MP38 or an M1 Garand.
If they could defeat the Japanese invaders in a frontal assault, what more a surprise attack after the bombardment?
"Listen up, if you don't accept surrender, kill the Japanese without mercy!”
Liu Ren shouted from behind the 3rd Battalion.
"Yes, sir!"
Soon, the scouts who received Liu Ren's orders became even more ruthless.
Bullets were fired as if they were free, targeting the vital points of the Japanese camp.
The plowing bombardment completely destroyed the will of the Japanese forces stationed in Baitapu.
Resist?
Don't joke around.
The Japanese did not even have time to react when they tried to escape.
They stood rooted to the ground and allowed the reconnaissance team to kill them.
In just a few moments, the Japanese army of the White Tower Shop had been wiped out.
Leave no one alive.
Liu Ren felt a little regretful.
The key figures who led the second division of the Japanese camp, Itagaki Shoshiro and Ishihara Wanji, had actually gone to Sujiatun ahead of time.
At this time, Zhao Fusheng had successfully arrived at Shilihe Station with the special railway guerilla team.
"What's that sound?"
The huge movement of the train terrified the Japanese camp at Shilihe Station.
A squadron of soldiers began to move.
Each of them had 38 large covers, loaded their guns, and were ready to shoot at any time.
However, when they took the Fengjun train and entered the station.
The Japanese invaders were all scared silly.
"Nani?"
It was too terrifying.
The 24 German heavy-armored trains merged together, and dozens of deep muzzles aimed at the station.
There were also a large number of machine guns, each with a gun installed.
"Run!"
Someone from the Japanese camp shouted. With such firepower, one squadron of theirs would not be able to withstand it.
However, before he could finish his sentence, the armored train's cannons began to bombard.
"Boom!"
Four 75mm tank cannons spewed flames, and four huge shells smashed into the Japanese squadron.
"Ah!"
The Japanese soldiers could not find any cover to resist and could only watch as the shells fell.
"Boom!"
With a terrifying roar, the power of the explosion engulfed most of the Japanese squadron.
Dozens of Japanese soldiers died on the spot, their bodies badly mutilated and blood splattered everywhere.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The other three shells also accurately landed on the Japanese army.
Whether it was the direct bombing or the harvesting of shrapnel, they could always take away a few Japanese soldiers.
"Clang!"
Immediately after, the Fengjun train stopped completely.
"Kill them!"
The Fengtian soldiers on the train marched with firm steps and charged forward with red eyes.
Everyone was either carrying an M1 Garand or an MP38, and they had plenty of ammunition on them.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Da da!"
Bullets were fired at the same time, creating a storm of death.
The Japanese who survived the bombardment were beaten to pieces. There was no chance of survival.
In just a moment, Shiheli Station successfully returned to the embrace of Yan Huang.
"Get on the bus!"
Especially after Zhao Fusheng, the leader of the railway guerilla troops, ordered a portion of the reserve division soldiers to be stationed.
With most of them, they continued to take the train south.
"Beep beep!"
The whistle echoed in the air, and Zhao Fusheng's expression was solemn.
According to Zhang Xueming's orders, they had to recover five towns and dozens of stations in the shortest time possible.
The task was difficult and time was tight.
He didn't allow Zhao Fusheng to waste a single second.
Sujiatun, the position of the Japanese 2nd division.
"Baka, damn Yanhuang pig!"
Itagaki Shoshiro, who had arrived at Sujiatun in advance, was extremely angry.
Just now, he had shouted to the officers of the Second Division at the meeting that they must give the Fengtian troops a painful blow at the beginning of the war.
Let Yan Huang know that the Rising Sun Empire was invincible.
In the end, half an hour after he said his big words, bad news came.
The rear of the White Pagoda Shop was destroyed.
It was Ishihara Wanji who suggested that as the commander, he could not stay in the rear.
Being at the front line was good for morale.
Otherwise, he and Ishihara would have died already.
However, with the rear camp destroyed, there was no way out.
Unless they could successfully occupy Sujiatun and take down Fengtian.
Otherwise, the Empire's 2nd Battle Division would be trapped in a pincer attack from both sides.
The situation was at stake.
Ishihara did not say anything, but one could tell from his pale expression.
Graveness, fear, panic.
What a terrifying opponent!
The tactical arrangements could be said to be exquisite. He did not expect the Fengtian troops to dare to sneak attack their own base camp.
Could such a Feng Jun really be defeated?
Was there still hope for the empire to capture Fengtian City?
Ishihara Wanji was completely confused.
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