Brilliant Sword: Fighting against the Xixi System One Hundred Thousand Japanese Army

After the little devil's adjutant heard the captain's order, he had no choice but to go to the arranged little devils to rest.

Half an hour later, the little devils were arranged to rest, and the little devil's adjutant ran back panting.

The little devil's adjutant returned to the captain again, panting and said: "Report, Your Excellency, captain, the warriors of my brother country have been arranged to rest."

The captain smiled very satisfied: "Yoxi! Very good, you can go to rest too."

The little devil's adjutant hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, Captain, I have something to say."

The captain only knew that this was the third time that the adjutant wanted to talk, so he satisfied his request: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The little devil's adjutant said: "Your Excellency, Captain, we have come all the way to the Liao River, and the journey has been extremely smooth."

"But your Excellency, Captain, have you noticed that our vanguard squad did not show up after we established the camp?"

The captain's eyes widened for a moment, and he looked at the little devil's adjutant with a shocked expression.

At this moment, the captain had an expression as if he had just found out that there was still a vanguard squad in his brigade.

This vanguard squad was released by the captain for reconnaissance activities.

According to theory, this team should withdraw after encountering an ambush.

If there is no ambush, an advance base should be established on the bank of the Liaohe River to facilitate the follow-up troops.

However, now this vanguard squad has disappeared inexplicably.

All of a sudden, a bad premonition flooded the captain's mind.

Just because I rushed to the Liaohe River ahead of schedule.

The excitement of completing a task ahead of schedule.

Let the devil's captain completely forget about the vanguard squad.

This is actually not to blame the captain of the devil.

There are generals who can forget the time of artillery bombardment, and it is inevitable that there will be captains who forget their own troops.

At this time, the captain of the little devil's eyes widened, and hurriedly shouted: "Let the troops deploy... immediately."

The little devil's captain hasn't said the word 'expand' yet.

Only heard the sound of 'whoosh'.

A 203mm howitzer shell was fired from the opposite bank of the Liaohe River, and exploded in the temporary camp that the little devils had just set up.

"boom!"

Violent explosions resounded through the sky.

The violent shaking shattered the thick ice sheet on the Liaohe River not far away.

An extremely fast shock wave is as real as it is, spreading out quickly visible to the naked eye, cutting everything in front of it like a sharp giant axe.

The tall pine trees on the bank of the river seemed to have been chopped down by thousands of knives in an instant.

The green needles are gone.

Flames blazed from the wrinkled bark of the great tree.

The little devils at the center of the explosion were crushed by the violent explosion, and the little devils on the periphery of the explosion even flew higher than the rising smoke.

Then it was inserted straight into the ice, and a pool of dirty blood fell out.

Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming shells slammed down towards the little devil's camp like wasps.

The attack came too suddenly, and the little devil had no defense at all.

The bombardment of heavy artillery, whether it is physical damage or psychological fear, is unprecedented.

The roar, like the wrath of the gods, completely tore apart the defenses of the well-trained little devils, and they began to run away in fear.

The banks of the entire Liaohe River are in complete chaos.

There are more than 2000 little devils in the two brigades.

Some lay down on the ground, hoping to escape the shock waves and fragments.

Some little devils turned around and ran with their legs wide open.

Some little devils were scurrying around on the ground with raging flames burning on their bodies.

More little devils were smashed to pieces by the shells in the sudden attack, dragging their own remnants and howling non-stop.

After experiencing a round of bombing, the devil's captain has also realized that the battle cannot be fought like this.

With such constant bombardment, it will end sooner or later.

The devil's captain quickly ordered: "Let the squadron contact your troops immediately, then retreat and withdraw from the bombing range."

"Now the enemy's troops are on the other side of the river. They are just conducting artillery reconnaissance. Don't be afraid."

At this time, Captain Guizi could no longer control the babbling injuries on the ground, so he could withdraw as much as he could.

The little devil's captain thought well, but he seemed to have forgotten one more thing.

If only the troops led by Lu Feng were on the opposite side of the Liao River, how could their vanguard troops disappear?

Following the order of the devil captain, the little devils began to have a backbone, connected with each other, and retreated in the direction they came from.

He talked about retreating, but the little devil's formation had become very chaotic.

But it can be seen that the battle just now put a lot of pressure on the little devil.

So far it's all out of mind.

Tactical actions have been completely deformed.

The mutual guard between the teams is gone.

It's like chasing sheep.

Zuo Wenle, who had already been waiting on the ground, put down the binoculars and said, "Damn it, I just saw you passing in front of my eyes!"

"I can still watch you slip away from me for the second time this time."

Zuo Wenle took out the flare gun from his waist and fired three red flares into the sky.

The little devil didn't know at all, but they had already passed by the gate of the underworld just now.

The landmines planted on both sides of the road have been equipped with detonating devices by the soldiers.

As the three flares were lifted into the air, the soldier pressed down the detonator forcefully in his hand.

A series of explosions sounded again, and countless orange-red fireballs emerged from the ground, overturning and tearing up the little devils who stepped on them one by one.

Those little devils who hadn't reacted were like rag bags that were thrown out, floating in the air a few times, and then smashed heavily on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the machine gun that had already marked its firing range fired, and the ammunition belt of the MG42 general-purpose machine gun was quickly swallowed.The bullets shot towards the little devils like red flame whips.

It hit the crowd of little devils like a pouring rain.

Sweeping across, aroused countless blood mist.

The little devil, who had already been attacked by artillery fire, was ambushed again, and two of the three souls had gone.

Faced with such powerful firepower, the little devils wanted to fight back, even if they had the spirit, they no longer had the strength.

The captain stood behind and saw that the little devils had lost their usual calmness during training, so he only knew that the troops were late.

Two consecutive ambushes directly broke up morale.

Now many little devils are already on the verge of fleeing, and there is no way to organize a powerful counterattack in a short time.