The second lieutenant platoon leader relied on the fire cover of his subordinates to quickly pick up the rocket launcher and aimed at a Japanese fire bunker on the right.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a high-explosive bomb hit the Japanese bunker, and a violent explosion occurred immediately.

The Japanese light machine gun inside misfired on the spot.

As soon as the blow hit, the second lieutenant platoon leader shouted at the top of his lungs: "Bazooka, shoot that son of a bitch for me!"

"Swish, swish..." The enemy's retaliatory fire came as promised. The second lieutenant platoon leader was a veteran and he rolled on the spot and came to the back of a tank.

The bullet hit the spot where he had been standing, causing a cloud of smoke.

"Two men up here, fire up the vehicle-mounted machine guns again, and hit me hard!" the second lieutenant platoon leader raised his pistol and shouted at his subordinates.

The two riflemen immediately put their rifles behind them, and under the cover of their companions, they quickly climbed onto the No. 4 tank vehicle.

The two silent vehicle-mounted general-purpose machine guns soon burst out with astonishing lethality again. The two fire chains composed of bullets were extremely dazzling and swept towards the Japanese hiding places on both sides of the street.

The dense rain of bullets hit the Japanese hiding place, causing dirt to fly and smoke to fill the air.

Three Japanese soldiers hiding behind were hit by bullets and fell down on the spot.

At this time, other Japanese soldiers suddenly threw out several cantaloupe grenades, and violent explosions occurred one after another.

In the acrid smoke, several Northeastern New Army soldiers were killed on the spot as they were unable to escape the bombing.

The two No. 4 tanks finally turned their guns and began bombarding the Japanese ambush point in the distance.

Several rocket soldiers also calmed down from the initial panic, carrying rocket launchers and relying on tanks, began to fight back.

The infantry used general-purpose machine guns, rifles and submachine guns to form a dense firepower network, desperately suppressing the Japanese and covering the rocket soldiers.

After a burst of shelling, all the Japanese in ambush were killed and injured, and the gunfire gradually stopped.

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Peking City.

"Young Marshal, the things have been done, and the troops will be dispatched today." Rong Jin walked into the living room, stood up and saluted.

Due to the negotiations between the two parties, Rong Jin basically reported to Zhang Xueliang for instructions in real time. He completed the instructions remotely.

Therefore, Zhang Xueliang knew the specific contents of the negotiations.

Zhang Xueliang showed a sneer and said: "I have ordered He Lichong and Li Shusen to lead the two ** brigades to leave the customs first. The main follow-up force is gathering at Shanhaiguan Yidai, with He Zhuguo and Zhang Zuoxiang as the commander-in-chief. They are fully responsible for the customs clearance."

"What? Our troops have already left the border?" Rong Zhen looked at Zhang Xueliang with some surprise.

"Yes, since you have decided to leave the border, you can't be sloppy. I still understand the principle of speed and speed!" Zhang Xueliang said proudly.

"Young Marshal is wise and I admire my humble position. Now the Northeastern New Army is in a stalemate with the Kwantung Army. The main forces are being restrained by the Japanese. It's the perfect time for us to leave the border!" Rong Jing quickly lowered his head without blushing.

Flattery.

"I have informed Zhang Zuoxiang, He Zhuguo and others of the specific combat deployment. To put it bluntly, the three northeastern provinces are our back garden. No one is more familiar with them than us in the three northeastern provinces!" Zhang Xueliang's eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness and pride.

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"Falcon, Falcon. Is there anything unusual?" above Shanhaiguan, a pilot said into the radio in a BF109 fighter plane.

There were some rustling noises from the walkie-talkie from time to time, and soon, a slightly hoarse voice came: "Falcon report, nothing abnormal, repeat, nothing abnormal, over!"

"Return! Falcon!"

"Got it!" Several fighter planes cruising around Shanhaiguan and over Jinzhou began to return.

Night is about to fall. They must return to base before dark.

In the Northeast, it gets dark earlier in the spring, unlike in the summer when it gets late and the sky is still bright.

At about 5:30 in the evening, the sky was already gray, and the gate of Shanhaiguan City, which had been closed for almost two years, slowly opened.

Groups of Northeastern officers and soldiers with live ammunition stretched along the street to the end. A major officer in the lead was a little excited. He stood on a military vehicle and raised his arms and said angrily: "Brothers, in the past two years, we have shouldered too many humiliations.

, Today, the opportunity to avenge one’s shame has finally come!

Break out of Shanhaiguan and annihilate the Japanese invaders! Restore our mountains and rivers outside the Shanhaiguan! Save my elders in my hometown!"

"Recover my hometown and save my parents!"

"Recover my hometown and save my parents!"

"Recover my hometown and save my parents!"

Hundreds of Northeastern officers and soldiers chanted in unison, and soon the officers and soldiers gathered on the street started roaring in unison.

The huge sound resounded throughout Shanhaiguan City. Since the September 18th Incident, these regular soldiers of the Northeast Army have been thinking about this moment all the time.

Today, I finally waited for the stars and the moon, and the anger, humiliation, and unwillingness that I had suppressed for a long time all burst out at this moment.

Two dazzling white lights suddenly came from a distance, followed by the roar of the motor from far to near.

A military jeep came at lightning speed, and a regiment-level officer jumped out of the car. In the dark night, you couldn't see how gloomy his face was.

He just pointed at the major officer before and shouted angrily: "Lin Ziheng, get the fuck down here."

Lin Zihan, who took the lead in raising his arms and shouting, jumped down enthusiastically and walked towards the regimental officer with an excited and smiling face, just about to salute.

Before he could say the word "regiment seat", he was kicked to the ground by a regimental-level officer.

"Damn it, who asked you to encourage brothers to shout slogans here?" The regiment-level officer was furious and cursed.

The major officer was a little shocked. He looked at his regimental commander with a blank expression and said: "Regiment leader, you are about to be released from confinement. I am humble enough to lead everyone to shout a few slogans to boost morale and military morale. I don't know what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? There are strict orders from above. You need to be careful when leaving customs this time. Remember not to expose your whereabouts. It's better for you to lead the team here at night and shout some fucking slogans. Your whereabouts will be exposed. Don't talk about you, I

They all have to go around without food!" The regiment-level officer's face was ashen. If he hadn't thought that the person in front of him was an old subordinate who had been with him for many years. With his character, he might have died long ago with his gun drawn, or he might have been sent to military justice.

Got it.

The major officer didn't know about this military order. He stood up and stood aside, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Most of the areas outside the pass have been recovered by the Northeastern New Army. The Japanese have now retreated to the Liaodong Peninsula. I really don't know.

Why are we being asked to march carefully? Are we still planning to attack Jinzhou by surprise?"

Neither the major officer nor the regiment-level officer knew that the former hit the mark, and the latter shouted with a cold face: "Stop talking nonsense, as a soldier, you just carry out military orders!"

"Okay, let's get on the road quickly!"

"yes!"

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Yingkou City. After a day of fierce fighting, the sound of gunfire and artillery finally stopped for a while, but the city was full of flames left after explosions or bombings, which looked so dazzling in the dark night.

After a day of fierce fighting, the main attacking troops of the three divisions of the Northeastern New Army suffered heavy casualties and advanced very fast. However, Japanese counterattack and infiltration troops would soon appear in the rear of their occupied areas.

The situation between the two sides has become intertwined. You are surrounded by me, and I am surrounded by you. If the rear is unstable, it is impossible for the attacking troops to attack the center of the city with all their strength.

That is, the advancement of the Japanese defense core.

Similarly, it is not easy to evacuate all the people from the city. If our own troops are in the city, the air force's bombing will be greatly reduced.

What Okamura Nei wanted most was this effect, in order to enhance the sense of crisis for the Northeastern Army's attacking troops who entered the city.

This old devil even sent several groups of elite troops to fight back against them after nightfall.

Therefore, the Northeast New Army headquarters in Dashiqiao seemed very busy at the moment.

Signal soldiers shuttled back and forth between the war room and the communications room in an endless stream.

In the war room, the faces of Zhang Xinghan and others had become extremely solemn. In addition to a detailed battle map of Yingkou City, there were also many urgent messages sent by the communications troops in front of them.

Zhang Xinghan did not let the signal soldiers take them away, but kept them one by one. Jiang Baili and others didn't know why. In fact, Zhang Xinghan himself didn't know why, maybe he just did it subconsciously.

Because his mind was completely occupied with the idea of ​​how to defeat the enemy.

"Commander, the progress of the Battle of Yingkou City has exceeded our expectations and has turned into a war of attrition that is most unfavorable to us. We cannot continue fighting like this, otherwise this place will become a meat grinder and reduce our and the Japanese army's effective strength.

Wring it in a little bit and consume it." Seeing Zhang Xinghan's silence, Jiang Baili expressed his worries.

Zhang Xinghan didn't know, "How about we order all the siege troops to withdraw? Tomorrow, we will rely on our air and artillery superiority to carry out bombing and artillery attacks on the Yingkou as much as possible. After inflicting a lot of damage on the enemy, we can attack again!" Jiang Baili suggested.

Zhang Xinghan shook his head slightly when he heard this: "Chief of Staff, you have forgotten that we can only win the battle of Yingkou quickly, time is not waiting for me! If there is enough time, we don't need to attack the city at all, just encircle it without fighting, and use us

The air force and artillery groups are attacking every day, and even the little Japanese will definitely not be able to withstand it within half a month.

If we withdraw the siege troops, with our assault capabilities, it will naturally not be a problem. However, one night is enough for the Japanese to regain the lost ground and redeploy their troops in disguise.

In this way, the situation between the enemy and ourselves has returned to the original point. All our efforts today will be in vain, and tomorrow's attack will have to start all over again.

In a word, the devils can afford it, but we can’t afford it!"

Jiang Baili nodded in disbelief and frowned sadly: "Then what should we do?"

In terms of strategic vision and overall overall planning, Zhang Xinghan may be slightly inferior to Jiang Baili. After all, this man has experienced the melee of the Chinese Communist regime till now, and he is also an extraordinary military strategist who is a genius.

But when it comes to tactics and adventurous spirit, Zhang Xinghan is much stronger.

After all, Zhang Xinghan is a time traveler, and he has nearly a century more historical knowledge in his mind than him, including classic battles in various major and minor wars that occurred later.

Quoting from classics, Zhang Xinghan came up with a very risky method.

He patted the table and said solemnly: "I have an idea."
To be continued...