The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

What's this--

Xu Shuzheng rushed out of the main tent with his brain exploded. In the mind of this wise general, there were only four words left: "flame washes the ground."

"Look! Get in the trenches!"

Xu Shuzheng kicked the dazed messenger beside him, and his voice was almost like a scream.

The trumpet was blown to stimulate the nerves of all the soldiers and bring them back from their great shock;

The actual training of each troop during the Republic of China period was different, but these warlords who had their own troops still maintained the habit of year-round training for their respective standing armies.

The panic on the battlefield soon became orderly due to the sound of the horn, and all the combatants quickly entered the bunkers and trenches.

The counterattack began instantly, but the Fengtian Army on the opposite side had already started charging at them under the cover of artillery fire!
No one expected that their attack speed would be so fast and so fierce... Xu Shuzheng rushed to the front line to take command regardless of the danger and quickly took control of the situation.

Guo Xipeng's offensive was fierce, with artillery fire bathing the ground, and then under the coverage of firepower, all members charged towards the position.

He took the helmet handed to him by his adjutant, braved the risk of entering the second trench, and quickly determined where they were coming from.

"Have the machine gunners shoot at the waist! Let those who came over from the front line be shot by those in the trenches!"

Xu Shuzheng yelled at the messenger beside him, and the opponent's attack was quickly repelled under his proper command.

After observing through the telescope, Guo Xipeng sneered: "Hehe, he is really the think tank around Lao Duan. He is really good at fighting!"

"If you weren't with Duan Qirui, I would really like you."

Knowing that this was a sarcastic remark, the adjutant shrugged his shoulders and ignored it.

In fact, their first round of attack was purely out of probing:

From the perspective of the Anhui Army, their artillery fire was too fierce, but Guo Xipeng did not put in much effort at all... and the tentative attack even left room for the charging soldiers. When they realized the opponent's firepower was too strong, they retreated in an instant.

In a battle, the most powerful thing is not to win, or to destroy all the enemies, but to be able to control the situation easily and happily:
I can fight you however I want, whenever I want, and I can destroy you whenever I want...

It will be eliminated at some point!
Through this first round of probing, Guo Xipeng has completely understood the opponent's situation.

How much heavy firepower there is, how many soldiers can get into combat positions and deal damage... and what their firepower divisions are.

Comparing the weapons, manpower, and military proficiency in their hands - it was easy and pleasant to crush them.

"I won't play with them anymore."

Guo Xipeng put down the telescope fiercely. "The guys on the other side are too bad. They rely on these few rotten machine guns and still want to come to Shandong to take advantage."

When the field artillery roared again, the Anhui Army found that they were like a red-hot pot that fell from the sky and were completely trapped in their positions.

The heat wave instantly burned oil from the exposed skin of many people, and soon the shrapnel and flames from the explosion killed many soldiers.

Many of them managed to roll into the trenches, but because of the violent ground resonance, they had bleeding mouths and noses, and some even died on the spot. Even if these soldiers were well-trained, they were helpless in the face of the gap in weapons. In addition, Guo Xipeng actually leveled the anti-aircraft guns that were originally used to shoot flying objects and swept them across the battlefield, harvesting lives like plowing the land.

In a moment of shock, Xu Shuzheng realized that his troops were no match for the Fengtian Army.

The weapon is too powerful!
The artillery fire is too fierce!
If they continue to stay here and resist stubbornly, they will only be wiped out!

Without caring about so many things, this guy actually ignored his subordinates and soldiers who were still resisting, and he took his guards and two confidants and rode away on horseback from the path on the other side of the camp!
When they found out that their superior had run away, the subordinates had no chance of fighting in the face of such fierce firepower and they all waved the white flag in surrender.

"Feilan, the telegram came back. Old Guo fought beautifully, but Xu Shuzheng actually abandoned his subordinates and ran away alone!"

After receiving the report from the front line, Zhang Xuecheng ran back excitedly to report to him, while Jiang Cheng was exchanging information with Guo Songling who had withdrawn.

"I see... This is not surprising."

Jiang Cheng responded to him casually without even turning his head.

He was not surprised at all that Guo Xipeng beat Xu Shuzheng away.

After two years of planning and purchasing, the main combat units of the Jilin Army were equipped with Western weapons.

Compared with the equipment of these warlords in the mainland, the gap in weapons is almost an era;
In addition, after the Anhui clique left Beijing and retreated to the south, they lived a life of debauchery and extravagance. Apart from bullying the common people and robbing the land, they were most interested in pornography, gambling and drugs. Some soldiers were so tired of smoking opium that they had no energy to charge into battle, pull the bolt, fire the gun, or walk.

Given such a huge gap, it was not surprising at all that they drove Xiao Xu away.

"You chased Xu Shuzheng away. Do you want to have a head-on battle with Wu Peifu?"

He didn't care about the war over there, but Guo Songling pointed to the map, which represented the gathering point of the Anhui Army, and said, "If they run away, it means a big gap is left here. Aren't you afraid that the Japanese will take advantage of it?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head and smiled.

"Of course I'm afraid... But I also know that fear is useless, and even if we don't drive Xu Shuzheng away, the Japanese will still find ways to take advantage of us."

He raised the bamboo pole in his hand and pointed at the map in front of him, "Maochen, the scouts in the rear have been keeping an eye on the Japanese troops stationed along the Shandong coast."

"During this period, they have been constantly transferred - and Duan Zhigui, as the garrison commander of Jinan, has received many telegrams and phone calls in the name of the Japanese consul during these days."

"Haha, they are warning him again and again that although the war is a war, he must not harm their Japanese expatriates, otherwise they will send troops to interfere in the war in Shandong."

Guo Songling's face sank: "Oh, as expected!"

Jiang Cheng sneered, "Didn't they hurt their so-called overseas Chinese during the previous movement?"

"But the Japanese are also bullies who are afraid of the strong and bully the weak... If we use our fists to be strong, won't their overseas Chinese become worthless and weak? Those who died earlier, wouldn't the matter be easily and happily passed if we just gave them some money?"

Jiang Cheng finished speaking, ending the topic and said, "I drove Xu Shuzheng away, not only to better deal with Wu Peifu... but also to show the various forces currently entrenched in Shandong:"

"Our Fengtian Army has the current power and means! Think about it, when the dogs are surrounded by a pack, why not take the initiative to beat one of them hard, beat it hard, beat it until it hurts, beat it until blood spurts out of the body - then the other wild dogs will naturally be timid when they see it!" (End of this chapter)