Others show their swords, I show my missiles!

The sun gradually sets.

Zhao Xiaobo stood on a high ground, closely watching the movements in the distance through a telescope.

His two heavily armored combined brigades were ready for battle, like two sharp swords, ready to pierce the enemy's heart at any time.

"Report to the brigade commander, the enemy has entered our encirclement!"

A scout came running in to report.

Zhao Xiaobo nodded with a sneer on his face.

He had already expected that Kushiro Masahiro would use the cover of heavy artillery to retreat, and they wanted to take advantage of this to wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop.

"Order all troops to act according to the predetermined plan!"

Zhao Xiaobo's voice was firm and powerful.

As the order was given, the entire battlefield seemed to be activated.

The artillery unit began to adjust the muzzle of the gun, preparing for the first round of salvo fire; the armored unit slowly advanced forward, looking for the best attack position; the infantry unit followed closely behind, preparing to launch a charge under the cover of tanks.

At the same time, Li Yunlong's Tieliu Field Army had also completed its deployment.

They will attack the enemy from another direction, ensuring that the enemy has nowhere to escape.

"Commander Li, it's our turn this time!" Zhao Xiaobo made a call request to Li Yunlong through the quantum communication drone.

"Haha, Xiao Zhao, don't let me down!"

Li Yunlong's voice came from the headphones with a hint of smile.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that these devils will never come back!"

Zhao Xiaobo said confidently.

Following Zhao Xiaobo's order, the artillery unit began a fierce bombardment.

Hundreds of artillery pieces fired at the same time, and shells fell on the enemy's positions like raindrops.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of artillery fire was deafening and smoke filled the entire battlefield.

Shinji Kushiro sat in the command vehicle, looking at the artillery smoke in the distance through a telescope, and his face became extremely ugly.

He didn't expect that Zhao Xiaobo's troops had such powerful firepower.

"Captain, what should we do?"

A staff officer asked nervously.

Ranmu Shinji was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Order the troops to break out to the north with all their might!"

He knew that the enemy in front of him was powerful, but the one behind him was even more difficult to deal with!

However, by this time it was too late.

Zhao Xiaobo's two heavy-armored combined brigades have formed a powerful encirclement, making it almost impossible for the enemy to break through.

"Boom!" Another round of artillery fire fell, and the enemy's position was riddled with holes.

The armored forces began to charge.

Dozens of Type 41A main battle tanks galloped through the smoke like steel behemoths.

Their heavy armor and powerful firepower make them intimidating to the enemy.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The tank's machine guns and artillery continued to fire, knocking down the enemies one by one.

The infantry troops followed closely behind, armed with assault rifles, and continuously charged at the enemy.

Under the cover of tanks, they moved like a fish in water.

"Kill!" The soldiers shouted slogans and rushed forward bravely.

In a corner of the battlefield, several Japanese tanks tried to break through the defense line of Zhao Xiaobo's troops.

However, they were quickly defeated by the Type 41A main battle tank.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The Type 41A tank's artillery continued to fire, destroying the Japanese tanks one by one.

"Good job!" Zhao Xiaobo couldn't help but cheer loudly when watching this scene.

The performance of the Type 41A main battle tank is truly amazing.

Its artillery can easily penetrate the enemy's armor, while its own armor is extremely thick and can withstand almost any enemy attack.

"Our tanks are so powerful!" a tank soldier shouted excitedly.

"Compared with our tanks, the Japanese tanks are like paper!" Zhao Xiaobo said confidently.

At this time, all the Japanese tank troops had been defeated.

"Order the tank troops to keep moving forward!"

Zhao Xiaobo issued a new order.

The tank troops continued to advance, breaking down the enemy's defenses one by one.

Their firepower is so powerful that it terrifies the enemy.

Under the cover of the tanks, the infantry troops began to charge, holding assault rifles and continuously attacking the enemy.

With the development of armored forces, traditional infantry at this time changed from the main force on the battlefield to a role of spectators.

In many battles, their task was to clean up the battlefield.

This time, because the opponents were numerous, the infantrymen finally had the chance to show their strength. Every soldier was extremely excited, and the energy that had been pent up for a long time was released at this moment!

"kill!"

The soldiers shouted slogans and marched forward bravely.

Their faces were full of determination and courage.

The Japanese soldiers fell one after another in the face of powerful firepower.

They wanted to resist, but were powerless.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound of automatic rifles continued to ring out, knocking down enemies one by one to the ground.

Zhao Xiaobo stood on the high ground, watching the soldiers charging bravely, his heart filled with pride and emotion.

He knew that these soldiers were the pride of the country and the hope of the nation.

"We must defeat the enemy!" Zhao Xiaobo said silently in his heart.

As the infantry units charged, the Japanese defense line began to collapse.

They retreated one after another, trying to escape from this terrible battlefield.

"Don't let an enemy go!"

Zhao Xiaobo shouted loudly.

When the soldiers heard the order, they all accelerated their charge.

They continued to attack the enemy, knocking them to the ground one by one.

The Japanese soldiers were constantly knocked down while fleeing.

They wanted to resist, but they had no chance at all.

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of gunfire continued, sending the enemies to death one after another.

As Shinji Ushio looked at the defeated troops, his heart was filled with despair and helplessness.

It knew that it was powerless to save the situation.

"Order the troops to surrender!"

Shinji Ushio finally gave the order to surrender.

However, by this time it was too late.

The soldiers did not stop attacking, they continued to charge at the enemy, knocking them to the ground one by one.

The Japanese soldiers fell down one after another in despair.

They ultimately could not escape the fate of being annihilated.

After several hours of fierce fighting, Zhao Xiaobo's troops finally wiped out the Japanese Independent Mixed 1st Brigade and its supporting troops.

The battlefield was littered with enemy corpses and debris, and it was a mess.

"We won!" the soldiers shouted slogans and cheered.

Zhao Xiaobo stood on the high ground, looking at the victory scene on the battlefield, his heart filled with pride and joy.

"Soldiers, thank you for your hard work!" Zhao Xiaobo shouted loudly.

The soldiers heard the political commissar's voice and saluted him.

Their faces were full of determination and courage, as if saying:

"For the country and the nation, we are willing to give everything!"

At this time, good news also came from Li Yunlong's Tieliu Field Army.

They successfully annihilated another group of enemies and formed a perfect coordination with Zhao Xiaobo's troops.

"Commander Li, we won!" Zhao Xiaobo reported the news of victory to Li Yunlong through the quantum communication drone.

"Haha, that's great! Xiao Zhao, you guys are awesome!"

Li Yunlong's voice came from the headphones, with a hint of smile and appreciation.

After the battle, Zhao Xiaobo led his troops to carry out post-war cleanup work.

They collected enemy weapons and equipment and buried corpses and debris on the battlefield.

During the cleaning process, Zhao Xiaobo couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Although the battle was won, some problems were exposed.

For example, during the battle, their communication system was briefly interfered with, which almost led to command errors.

This made him realize that in future battles, they needed to pay more attention to the construction and maintenance of communication systems.

In addition, he found that although their tank forces performed well in combat, they also had some shortcomings.

For example, the tanks' mobility and flexibility need to be improved, and the coordination is not sophisticated enough.

This made him decide that in future training, he should strengthen the training and exercises of tank troops to improve their combat capabilities.

"Brigade Commander, what should we do next?" asked a staff officer.

Zhao Xiaobo thought for a moment, then said, "Report our victory to the headquarters immediately and request the next combat mission."

The staff officer nodded and turned to carry out the order.

At this time, Zhao Xiaobo's heart was full of expectations and confidence for the future.

He knew that this battle was just a small victory in their anti-Japanese campaign.

In the days to come, they will face more challenges and difficulties.

However, he believed that as long as they united as one and moved forward courageously, they would be able to defeat all enemies and achieve ultimate victory!

After the battle, Zhao Xiaobo stood alone on a high ground, looking through the layers of trees, looking in the direction of Cheng'an.

That is where his wife died, and it is also the eternal pain in his heart.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, but it could not dispel the haze in his heart.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, unforgettable without thinking."

Zhao Xiaobo silently recited Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" in his heart. This poem seemed to have become an emotional bond between him and his wife, allowing him to feel the longing and sorrow that transcended time and space while fighting.

He seemed to be able to see his wife's gentle yet determined eyes and hear her parting instructions and exhortations.

Those sounds and images intertwined and echoed in his mind, making him unable to let go.

"Xiao Wan, I have avenged you."

Zhao Xiaobo recited silently in his heart, his voice low and powerful, as if it was a comfort to his wife and a vow to himself.

He knew that this victory was their common glory and the best tribute to her soul in heaven.

However, the joy of victory could not completely dilute the sadness and longing in his heart.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he would always think of the good times he spent with his wife. Those laughter, those sweetness and warmth have now become the most precious memories in his heart.

Especially, whenever he read "In front of the small window, she is dressing, they look at each other in silence, only tears flowing silently", he seemed to see the scene of his wife dressing in front of the window, the two of them are speechless, only tears flowing silently.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting the fresh air fill his chest, trying to calm himself.

Su Shi's words "A lonely grave thousands of miles away, with no one to express my sorrow" echoed in his ears, making him realize more deeply the pain and loneliness of losing his loved ones.

But he knew that the war was not over yet and they still had a long way to go.

He wanted to turn his longing for his wife into motivation to move forward and continue to fight for the liberation of the country and the nation.

Zhao Xiaobo looked into the distance firmly, with an unyielding light flashing in his eyes.

He believed that in the days to come, they would be able to defeat all enemies and usher in ultimate peace and victory.

And then, he will tell his wife everything in front of her grave, so that her soul in heaven can rest in peace.

He would tell her that their country had become strong and their nation had stood up.

He will tell her that everything she has done is worth it!