The cannons fired several rounds.
The Northwest Army's independent reinforcement division did not seem to be in a hurry to attack.
The bombardment lasted for forty minutes and then stopped.
After resting for dozens of minutes, they fired again.
The pilots of the planes in the sky had also changed a few times.
The Mustang fighter jets were not the same as before, but had been changed several times.
The pilots of the Northwest Army seemed to treat this place as a training ground.
They were flying Mustang fighter jets in the air, practicing their daily skills.
Compared to the Northwest Army.
Little Puppet was in trouble.
The battlefield was filled with wails.
"We've called for reinforcements, why haven't they come yet?”
"Do you want to see how loyal we are to the Emperor?”
"What the hell is the Air Force doing? Are we just going to look at that guy's plane and show off in the sky?”
"Baka!"
"Preposterous!"
The Xiyi Regiment Commander took out his katana and started to slash at the trenches.
He was utterly exasperated!
He had never suffered such humiliation before!
The other party clearly had the ability to attack, but he did not attack!
Why did he have to play with them!
Where was the dignity of the soldiers of Great Puppet Empire?
Now, the enemy had stopped firing.
It seemed like an hour had passed, and there was no sound of artillery fire.
The Xiyi Regiment Commander looked up at the sky. It was already dusk.
On this day, they suffered heavy casualties. A division and an exploration team had suffered more than half of the casualties.
Many warriors of the empire had fallen on the battlefield.
He hoped that the reinforcements would arrive soon tomorrow.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to hold on any longer!
……
Was the Northwest Army really toying with them?
It wasn't!
Why would Zhang Ningfu do such a thing?
Wasn't this a waste of time?
When the cannons were firing.
He began to mobilize his troops.
The second line of defense was almost empty except for the security platoon.
Where did everyone go?
"Zhang Xiaofu!"
Zhang Ningfu raised his hand to look at his watch and said to the 16-year-old skinny teenager next to him," It's 5:30 in the afternoon now. Ask the Air Force if their fuel is full.”
"Is the ammunition full?"
He was still wearing a clean black major general uniform, and his hair was combed clean.
The battlefield filled with smoke did not affect him at all.
His leather shoes were still shiny.
"Commander, we have sufficient ammunition and fuel tanks to sustain a great battle.”
After Zhang Xiaofu sent the message through the transmitter, he quickly ran over to report.
"Have the 3rd, 4th, and 5th Infantry Regiment arrived at the designated location?”
"Reporting to the commander!"
"We have already arrived at the designated location.”
"Right now, he's already wrapped dumplings around Little Puppet!”
Zhang Xiaofu looked at Zhang Ningfu excitedly.
The war was about to begin!
When he was 13 years old, he was captured by the National Imitation Army. Zhang Ningfu saved him and he followed Zhang Ningfu from then on.
He was taken in as a godson by Zhang Ningfu.
He even changed his surname.
It didn't matter to him whether he changed his surname or not. After all, he had no parents.
He decided to name himself Zhang Xiaofu.
Zhang Ningfu was his father!
"I like the feeling of dusk!"
Zhang Ningfu said casually.
He looked up at the sky.
"Nightfall?"
Zhang Xiaofu was confused. He followed Zhang Ningfu's gaze and looked at the sky.
Other than the red burning clouds and smoke, there seemed to be nothing to see.
"I like it too."
Zhang Xiaofu grinned, revealing his big white teeth.
Whatever godfather likes, he likes!
It seemed like godfather liked to watch the sunset.
She often looked at the dusk and was lost in thought.
"Like my ass!"
Zhang Ningfu turned his head and looked at his thin body. He shook his head and scolded him jokingly.
This kid was getting more and more fond of flattering others.
As the art of war said, dusk was the time when people were the most relaxed.
It was a common practice on the battlefield to call a temporary truce at dusk.
However, dusk was also the most suitable time to attack.
He liked the feeling of dusk.
"Pass down my order, in half an hour."
"Start the general attack!"
"Cooperate with the 6th Infantry Regiment, the Tank Regiment, and the fighter jets in the sky to annihilate Little Puppet!”
Zhang Ningfu ordered.
The communications major beside him immediately began to transmit the message.
Zhang Ningfu sat on the wooden bench.
The bench was polished until it was shiny.
This was done by Zhang Xiaofu.
"Zhang Xiaofu, bring me my erhu!”
Erhu was his favorite.
He never left his side.
for ten years, the flute will last for a hundred years.
for a thousand years I'll make a bamboo fence, for ten thousand years I'll make a zither.
Playing the erhu for a lifetime.
"Head through drum, battle rice ~~"
"Two-way Drum, tighten the battle robe ~~"
"Three-way Drum, Saber Unsheathed ~~"
"Four-way Drum, cross swords ~~"
"Everyone who steps forward will be rewarded ~~"
"Step back and take a knife to your neck ~~"
"Let's return to the camp together ~~"
Zhang Ning was at the second line of defense, the temporary command center. He crossed his legs and played the erhu," Dingjun Mountain "!
The song of Mount Dingjun was soul-stirring.
He sang with a heroic spirit.
The entire command center was filled with the sound of the erhu.
Once upon a time, there was a mountain and flowing water that met a bosom friend.
Today, I, Zhang Ningfu, will play the song "Dingjun Mountain" and wipe out all the little puppets!
……
In a low-lying area.
T34 tanks were parked there.
They were as quiet as wild beasts, emitting an aura of steel.
It was covered in camouflage, with branches and camouflage cloth.
It seemed to have merged with the surrounding environment.
The 6th Infantry Regiment had more than 1,000 people. They were dressed lightly, but it was also a disguise.
They only had the standard 30 semi-automatic machine guns, 60 light machine guns, and 60 mortars. They had abandoned the cannons.
They were waiting for time here.
This tank regiment had three tank battalions, a tank maintenance company, a reconnaissance company…
Excluding the transport trucks, there were a total of 43 T34 tanks.
"It's 5:45 now."
The commander of the tank regiment, Pei Chengwang, looked at the steel watch on his wrist." They are estimated to reach the battlefield in fifteen minutes!”
"Now, I order everyone to get on the bus!”
"Attack Little Puppet!"
"After arriving at the battlefield, prioritize bombarding Little Puppet's artillery and heavy machine gun positions!”
"As long as you see a sh * t yellow military uniform or a medicine flag along the way, kill them all!”
"Leave no one alive!"
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