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Chapter 348: Entering the City

Everyone is afraid of death, but some people are forced to choose to die due to certain circumstances. Once they have excuses and reasons for self-comfort, the instinct to survive will instantly take over their thoughts.

Okamura Neiji was this person. With this message from the headquarters that was similar to an amnesty order, his determination to die instantly collapsed, and he was escorted by his subordinates to leave the headquarters and ran all the way to the south of the city.

Along the road, we collected our defeated troops and planned to break out from the south gate.

Busan is so huge that tens of thousands of Northeastern officers and soldiers all entered the city and only occupied a small area. Moreover, there were still more than 10,000 Japanese soldiers in the city relying on the criss-crossing alleys and large and small buildings to resist.

So the whole city was full of gunshots and explosions, and the whole city was shrouded in smoke and flames of war.

Attacking the city from the south were some tanks of the 1st Tank Division and a unit of officers and soldiers of a certain battalion of the 205th Division. They were advancing with difficulty and encountered strong resistance from the Japanese along the way.

Okamura Nei's order to break out was quickly conveyed to the Japanese troops still resisting in the southern area of ​​the city, and hundreds of Japanese soldiers began to launch a desperate counterattack.

Everywhere you can see the heartless, fierce and fearless Japanese soldiers holding explosive packs and launching suicidal charges against the tanks and attacking crowds of the Northeastern Border Guards.

The attacking Northeastern Army was completely unprepared for the fact that the Japanese who had been defeated steadily by them would suddenly become so bloodthirsty and brave.

In a hurry, two tanks were blown up, and the infantry were forced to retreat back to the original route.

Colonel Kuhara and Goro Sakurada led nearly a thousand elites to escort Okamura Neji and took advantage of the situation to break out of the city.

Before they broke through, the Japanese garrison on nearby Dokdo Island received news that two 500-ton transport ships had arrived at the shore not far from the port.

The 1st Tank Division was blocking the port, and was completely unprepared for the Japanese army that suddenly rushed out of the city. Dozens of tanks hurriedly turned around to intercept.

Hundreds of Japanese soldiers fought desperately to stop them. When the tank soldiers defeated them and chased them to the shore, Okamura Neiji and others had already boarded the transport ship and sailed away from the shore.

A tank division commander who was leading the team shouted angrily: "Fire. Fire! Let me sink the damn thing!"

Dozens of tanks opened fire one after another, and the shells fell into the water and exploded into the sky. However, in their haste, their accuracy was slightly off and they failed to hit the target.

The two Japanese transport ships fled as fast as flying over the water.

The captain and company commander punched the tank with anger, "Oh!"

Okamura Neiji and other members of the headquarters all fled, and the more than 10,000 Japanese in the city fell into a situation of fighting on their own.

By evening, almost all of them were divided, surrounded and eliminated by the Northeastern New Army.

The Northeast Army headquarters outside the city.

Guo Zhong excitedly reported to Zhang Xinghan and Jiang Baili: "The commander, chief of staff, and various siege troops reported. They have basically eliminated the remaining Japanese enemies in the city, and Busan has been captured by us!"

"Yes." Zhang Xinghan nodded and said to Jiang Baili: "Chief of Staff, we can have a good sleep."

"Yes, the soldiers have worked hard these days." Jiang Baili nodded happily.

"Pass the order, all troops will take a short rest and the city entry ceremony will be held tomorrow to officially declare the victory of the Battle of Goryeo!" Zhang Xinghan said with a big wave of his hand.

"Yes." Guo Zhong stood up and responded. Then he turned around and took the order and left.

It was a silent night, and occasionally a few gunshots rang out in Busan City, which was the last desperate struggle of some trapped fish.

Early the next morning, the blue sky and white sun flags were already flying in the wind at the four gates of Busan.

In the wilderness outside the city, tens of thousands of Northeast Army infantry and thousands of tanks and armored vehicles were busy preparing to enter the city.

Yesterday, this was the battlefield where the two fighters fought. Although it has been cleaned, the remains of the battle can still be seen everywhere, with craters everywhere. The charred land, and in some places, the bloodstains that have not yet dried, all show that fierce battles took place here.

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However, the officers and soldiers have turned a blind eye to this. They are now the victors, full of the joy of the victors and the excitement of the upcoming entrance into the city.

The soldiers were enthusiastic and, under the command of their respective commanders, began to prepare for the city entry ceremony.

In Busan City, the citizens of Busan who had survived the war were carefully walking out of their houses in twos and threes. Overnight, Busan had changed hands, and these Korean stickmen couldn't help but be frightened.

However, when they saw the Northeastern Army armed with live ammunition walking by on the street from time to time, they were still frightened and wanted to hide.

It wasn't until the Northeastern officers and soldiers walked past them as if nothing had happened, and Qiu showed no fault, that these Korean stick men breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Someone took the lead, and soon the streets were crowded with Koreans. However, before the Koreans could gather for long, a large group of heavily armed Northeastern troops came menacingly along the streets.

The Koreans hurriedly retreated to both sides of the street to make way. After these Northeastern officers and soldiers entered the city, they quickly stood on both sides of the street and formed two long queues, blocking the dense Koreans behind them. The entire street was quickly cleared into a spacious avenue.

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The Koreans looked around, whispered to each other, and kept talking about birdsong. They seemed to be discussing the purpose of the Northeast Army's move.

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Outside the city, tens of thousands of Northeastern military officers and soldiers were ready.

Someone had reported to Zhang Xinghan early, and Zhang Xinghan immediately led Jiang Baili and others to the north gate in a car.

"A total of more than 50,000 people from the 201st and 202nd Infantry Divisions and the Independent Armored Tank Corps are participating in the city entry ceremony this time. They are all ready. Please review!" Zhang Xinghan's car has just arrived at the North Gate and is responsible for coordinating and commanding this time.

Zhao Zhenfan, who was conducting the military parade, came forward with the commanders of each division.

Zhang Xinghan nodded with a smile and said: "Brother Guoping and all the brothers have worked hard. The reason why I decided to hold a city entry ceremony in Busan is to show our strength to the Korean people and prevent them from having second thoughts."

After saying that, Zhang Xinghan and Jiang Baili got out of the car one after another and boarded the open-top military jeep that Zhao Zhenfan had prepared.

Standing on the jeep, holding on to the front windshield, Zhang Xinghan nodded slightly to Guo Zhong, who was acting as the driver.

Guo Zhong understood and immediately started the jeep, which slowly began to move forward.

At this time, on one side of the official road, 50,000 Northeastern officers and soldiers were lined up in several queues. The queues were neat and uniform and were several kilometers long.

All the soldiers were in high spirits and fully armed, with bright and sharp bayonets mounted on the muzzles of their guns, which reflected a dazzling light under the sunlight.

Jiang Baili, Zhao Zhenfan and others followed Zhang Xinghan in a car.

When the jeep entered the official road and just reached the end of the formation, the tank and armor soldiers of a tank formation lined up here saluted in unison, looked at Zhang Xinghan, and shouted in unison: "Hello, Commander-in-Chief!"

"Hello, brothers!" Zhang Xinghan was so shocked by the soldiers' unanimous shouts that his eardrums hurt. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel excited. With tens of thousands of soldiers quietly waiting for his review, how majestic and majestic it is?

Extremely passionate?

Zhang Xinghan, Jiang Baili and others waved to the troops being reviewed. Everywhere they went, soldiers would shout "Hello Commander-in-Chief" in unison.

In the middle, some officers and soldiers could not restrain themselves from shouting slogans like "Long live Commander-in-Chief Zhang" in unison.

Commander-in-Chief Zhang felt deeply moved, and he also raised his arms and shouted: "Long live the Chinese nation! Long live the Northeast Army!"

When Zhang Xinghan led Jiang Baili and others to inspect the 50,000 soldiers, the blood in all the soldiers was already boiling.

They looked at Zhang Xinghan with ardent eyes and worshiped him like a god. Even if Zhang Xinghan asked them to die immediately, they would execute it without hesitation.

The commander-in-chief's personal prestige has reached an unprecedented height in their hearts.

"Brothers, line up and enter the city! Let Gaoli Bangzi have a good look at the grace of our Chinese army!" Zhang Xinghan stood on the jeep and waved his arms vigorously and shouted.

The first group of infantrymen who approached the city gate immediately turned around, and under the leadership of their respective officers, lined up in a neat square formation and entered the Busan City with high spirits.

At this time, the streets in the city had already been controlled by security forces.

As soon as the soldiers passed the city gate, a leading major of the Northeast Army waved the blue sky and white sun flag in his hand forward, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Ready! Raise your gun!"

The officers and soldiers of the square following him immediately raised the Garand rifles with bayonets in their hands at an angle of 45 degrees.

The bayonets glowed with a frightening light under the scorching sun. The soldiers marched in unison, their bayonets like a forest, and they marched together.

A frightening and murderous aura rushed towards him.

The Korean people who were blocked by security forces on both sides of the street couldn't help but feel frightened when they saw this. How could these Koreans be so majestic?

After several infantry formations passed by, a huge formation of tanks and armored vehicles drove into the city and appeared in the sight of the Koreans.

When those huge steel behemoths appeared in front of the Koreans, the eyes of the Koreans in the city were full of fear and shock.

Some Korean women couldn't help but grow their mouths.

"Rumble, rumble" The motors of thousands of tanks and armored vehicles made a dull and ear-splitting roar. They rolled forward like a torrent of steel, and every rumble shocked the psychology of the Korean people present.

Such a well-equipped, mighty and majestic force obviously left an indelible impression on the hearts of the Koreans present.

The shock to them was even stronger than that of the Japanese army.

The 50,000-strong army marched in from the north of the city, came out from the south, and penetrated the entire city, allowing all the Korean soldiers in Busan to witness their heroic demeanor.

After the city entry ceremony was over, Zhang Xinghan, Jiang Baili and others began to discuss the formation of the remaining troops, and at the same time sent out air force reconnaissance planes to start sea reconnaissance to prevent the Japanese from coming back.

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