Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Chapter 131 Bombardment of Lijiazhuang

At this time, Lin Tian’s vanguard troops had chased all the way to Lijiazhuang, 20 kilometers away from Fangcheng.

When the local district squad heard that the Japanese were coming, they had already moved the people and their families to the nearby mountains.

At this time, Lijiazhuang was just an empty village, but the advance troops of the Japanese 36th Division had already occupied the village.

Then a troop was sent out to support Xiangong Yihe and others.

Lijiazhuang is now a sea of ​​fire. The entire village has been razed to the ground by the Japanese, and even the wells have been poisoned...

Lin Tian picked up the telescope and saw the tragic scene in Lijiazhuang from afar. He clenched his fists tightly, his face full of anger.

This was the first time he saw a village after it had been raided by the Japanese.

I don't know if all the fellow villagers there have been relocated...

Lin Tian's heart was in his throat. He had never been so sad before. The huge anger made Lin Tian's body begin to tremble.

"Damn it! These inhuman Japanese beasts!"

"Liu Wu! Go tell Wei Guo to send someone to investigate and see if there are any villagers still alive in the village!"

"Pillar! Prepare for bombardment!"

"If the villagers in the village have been harmed by the Japanese, you can just fire at me! Don't save your ammunition, aim and shoot them!"

Lin Tian rode on the horse and gave the order viciously.

If he wasn't afraid of hurting his fellow villagers, he would have asked Zhuzi to cover them with firepower right now.

Chu Yunfei was also furious as he looked at the flames rising into the sky in the village.

"Damn it! My 358th Regiment isn't here, otherwise I would have sent troops there to wipe out these beasts!"

Chu Yunfei cursed viciously.

After half an hour.

"Report to the commander! Weiguo called and said that there is no villager left in the village, and there is no sign of the Japanese army massacring the village. The villagers should have been relocated."

"In addition, we found traces of the defeated soldiers of the 8th Mixed Brigade in the village. It seems that they have been picked up by the Japanese."

Liu Wu came running to report.

"Alright! Zhuzi! Open up to me and blast him!"

"These Japanese pigs, I want to see if they feel pain or not!"

Lin Tian flicked the whip and gave a loud order.

Inside Lijiazhuang.

The 36th Infantry Regiment, the vanguard of the Japanese 8th Division, has successfully picked up Ikari Kanmiya and his men.

At this time, Kanmiya Ikkuru and others were in a miserable state. There were only 32 Japanese devils left in the entire Yamada Regiment, and almost all of them were injured.

After fleeing for more than ten hours, everyone's tense nerves immediately relaxed when they saw the locust army.

Suddenly I felt hungry, thirsty, tired and exhausted.

Yamada Kunmi supported Kanmiya Ikkuru and walked into Lijiazhuang under the escort of a group of Japanese soldiers from the 8th Infantry Regiment.

"Ahahaha, Yamada-kun, we survived again!"

"Our reinforcements have finally arrived!"

"Mr. Yamada, I was able to survive thanks to your bravery and protection. I will never forget this friendship. When I return, I will ask Commander-in-Chief Anmura to promote you!"

"You are the true warrior of the empire!"

Kanmiya Ikkaku took the water bottle handed to him by a Japanese soldier, drank it in gulps, wiped his mouth, took Yamada Kunmi's hand, and spoke excitedly.

"Thank you, Your Excellency. Thank you so much!"

"I will be very happy if I can escort His Excellency the Prince back safely."

"Your Excellency... our warriors' sacrifice was not in vain..."

"Now that they see you are safe, the spirits of the warriors can rest in peace..."

Yamada Kunmi also held Kanmiya Ikkuru's hands tightly.

After saying that, the two of them hugged each other with sobs and did not separate for a long time.

After such a long time on the run, the two of them had already developed emotions that transcended ordinary people.

"Report to His Excellency the Prince! The commander of the 36th Infantry Regiment of the 8th Division, Jiro Nozuka, has been ordered to escort His Excellency the Prince back to Qucheng!"

"We have prepared the food, but in order to ensure the safety of His Excellency, I ask you and your companions to eat in the car. We will not stop and will return directly to Qucheng."

"Then the division commander will lead his troops to personally wipe out this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers!"

Just as the two were celebrating, the commander of the 8th Infantry Regiment, Jiro Nozuka, came to report.

"Okay, okay, let's do as you say. Let's go back quickly. This prince doesn't want to stay here for a second."

"This time when I go back, I will go back to China. China is too scary. I will never come back..."

Xian Gong Yihe nodded repeatedly. As long as they could evacuate safely, let alone letting a prince eat in the car, even if he went hungry for a few hours, what would it matter?

As long as you can survive.

"Hayi, Your Excellency, please get in the car!"

"Our troops will cover His Excellency the Prince's retreat!"

Nozuka Jiro bowed.

"woo woo woo woo……"

At this moment, a humming sound suddenly broke through the air in the sky.

"not good!"

"Protect His Excellency the Prince!"

Yamada Kunmi knew exactly what this sound was.

He had been harmed a lot by this thing in Fangcheng back then.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The column's 20 Katyusha multiple rocket launchers and 60 107mm rocket launchers opened fire together.

In one round of salvo, thousands of rockets whizzed out, forming a huge firepower network.

It directly covered the entire Lijiazhuang.

The huge explosion resounded throughout the world, and even the clouds in the sky were blown away.

The bombardment was so intensive that many of the shell craters even overlapped, leaving the Japanese with nowhere to hide.

Suddenly, howls and cries for help were heard in Lijiazhuang.

All kinds of broken limbs and human tissues flew in the air, along with the dirt, and were thrown high into the air. Often, before they could land on the ground, they were swept up by the next wave of artillery fire and refused to fall in the air.

From a distance, the scene looks very spectacular.

In a ravine outside Lijiazhuang.

"Oh, Uncle Seven, our village is ruined. Who the hell is this? My home is gone..."

Several villagers saw that the village, which had already been ravaged by the Japanese, was now completely razed to the ground. They collapsed on the ground, hugging the village chief's legs and sobbing.

The village is gone, and now their home is gone too. How are they going to survive in the future?

"Captain Liu, whose army is this? Is this still our Chinese army? This is too powerful."

The village chief looked at the district team leader standing beside him and asked.

"Ah, I don't know either. We can't even see where the shells are coming from."

"Also, even the Japanese didn't have such strong artillery fire. Who on earth is this?"

"But you see, they are fighting the Japanese anyway, so they won't do anything to our fellow villagers."

"Alas, this village is completely destroyed, but don't worry, our district team will definitely help you rebuild your homes. As long as you are alive, there is hope!"

Captain Liu was also very confused. He looked at the Hanyang rifle in his hand, the rifling of which was worn out. He would never believe that this was the Chinese army. That's right, it was not the Central Army either.

But he couldn't understand why they would fight the Japanese if they were not the Chinese army.