The Japanese army had never dreamed that the enemy's attack would be so strong, the offensive would be so fast, and the firepower would be so fierce. It was too much unexpected that Maeda Yeon still couldn't believe it.

How did the enemy quickly attack the city? Why did the interception and blocking of tanks, armored vehicles and infantry fail so quickly? Although there were not many soldiers sent out, there was nearly a squadron. With the tenacity of the locust army, how could it be eliminated in such a short time? What weapon was like a blew up from the gioree...

In his military memory, there were also times when the brave Chinese army launched an attack, but they lacked artillery preparations. They only relied on their bravery and used human-sea tactics. But now, everything has subverted the impression in his mind. He closed his eyes gently and murmured: "Everything is about to end, and it's time to be loyal to His Majesty."

Suddenly he remembered Sasa Yoshikawa who was quietly escaping, and Maedaji Maeda's face raised a contemptuous sneer and cursed secretly: "Coward, shameless."

"Boom, boom, boom..." The continuous explosions seemed to be heard in Maedaji's ears. The small battery-powered light bulbs flickered and the dust on his head fell down.

A pile of fire burned in the middle of the basement. A Japanese staff officer was still hesitating with documents in his hand. After a few seconds, he suggested to Maedaji: "Your Excellency! The basement is extremely strong. Should we hold on for a while?"

"It's too late." Maedaji smiled bitterly and waved his hand. "Do you still know how many war-capable soldiers are left in the city?" He paused for a moment and sighed softly, "It's all burned!"

There were a few more violent explosions, and the air in the basement gradually became dirty. It seemed that the ventilation port was blown down.

The Japanese staff officer threw the documents in his hand into the fire, and his face became extremely ugly.

Maedajima seemed to have not heard of it, so he reached out to grab the small flank on the table, wiped it with a handkerchief, and gently hummed the tune of his hometown.

The basement of the Japanese command center was filled with smoke, and the Japanese coughed twice from time to time. These guys who knew that the end of the world had arrived were holding grenades and pistols in their hands, and were sadly waiting for their last moment.

"Boom, boom...", a few loud noises came from the iron gate in the basement. The Japanese in the basement were dizzy by the sound waves on the spot. The dust and garbage were stirred into the air by the air waves. The smell in the basement became even more choking and unpleasant.

A few minutes later, there were another loud noise, and the thick iron door swayed and fell to the ground. Before the dust smoke had fallen to the ground, several balls of blazing flames and dense bullets poured in, and behind them were the thrilling shouts of killing.

"It's all over." Maedaji tried hard on his hand, and the little flank cut into his stomach and blood flowed out, but he did not die immediately, so he had to use another painful force, and finally fell to the ground very ugly.

With the howling of ghosts and wolves, the explosion of grenades, the sound of pistols kept ringing, and the silence of a messy basement fell into silence again.

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At about 1:00 in the afternoon, the guns and cannons in the Japanese Command stopped, and no more could be seen in the Japanese who could stand or a battalion of National Army soldiers cleaning the battlefield among the ruins.

The fierce battle continued in the south, and a large number of national troops drove towards the Nan Pass, surrounding and eliminating the last large number of enemies.

The sky-booming cannons and artillery were transferred to participate in the final battle. Seeing the power of this super-caliber cannon, the officers and soldiers of the Mixed Division were very motivated and insisted on blowing the stubborn Japanese to pieces.

Yang Tianfeng also hopes to annihilate the stubborn enemies as soon as possible, hoping to use the Sky Cannon to kill more enemies and reduce casualties of soldiers. If this is the case, the Sky Cannon has killed two or three hundred Japanese, and at least two or three hundred, or even five or six hundred Chinese soldiers are protected from casualties.

A typical Chinese traditional academies architectural layout, with rationality and romance intertwined, order and poetry blended, thick and elegant, beautiful and practical... Yang Tianfeng sighed and shook his head. He saw ruins, houses collapsed, and the buildings at Henan University were almost destroyed.

Looking up, I saw the Iron Tower, a landmark building of Kaifeng’s ancient city with a long history. After nearly a thousand years of vicissitudes, earthquakes, strong winds, floods, and even the violent artillery fire attack launched by the Japanese army a year ago. The tower was shot seventy or eighty shots, and the north side of the tower was covered with bruises. The eighth and nine floors were pierced through the outer wall, leaving two deep holes two meters in size, but the tower seemed to permeate the iron bones of the children of China, standing tall in the ancient city like a mighty and unyielding warrior.

Or not only stand tall, the tower also witnesses the desperate battles of thousands of combatants in this ancient city.

The dignity of the nation is maintained by millions of Chinese people with their blood and lives. Although the battle has not yet ended, Yang Tianfeng was able to guess the approximate number of casualties. In order to eliminate these more than a thousand enemies, even with the strengthening of various weapons, even the sky cannon alone killed two or three hundred Japanese devils, the mixed division may still have to pay twice or even higher prices. As the side of the attack, this seems to be a great victory and an absolutely acceptable price.

The soldier from Kaifeng was a little shy; the young man who had looked at his erectile ranks with surprise, and the hair on his lips had not yet faded; the one who fell to the ground, hugged the Japanese, and had half an invader's ear in his mouth...

Blood is flowing and life is gone, but does anyone still remember them?

Yang Tianfeng once heard this saying: Chinese soldiers are the most unworthy soldiers. The Chinese nation is not a forgetful nation, but they really forget many things, which he heard and witnessed in later generations. From now on, he must do his best to allow those martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country to have a resting place and leave a name for future generations to admire. This is the honor and dignity they should enjoy.

A group of people rushed over, interrupting Yang Tianfeng's thoughts. The leader was Niu Zilong, the leader of the Military Control Commission's Henan Station Operation Team. Because he successfully assassinated the traitor and maintained the chairman of Kaifeng, Xu Baoguang, and became a "iron-fisted figure" in the Japanese and puppet talks. It was also an important goal for Yoshikawa Satosa to get rid of it quickly.

Seeing Yang Tianfeng, Niu Zilong took a few steps, smiled bitterly and spread his hands, and said, "I've lost everything, this guy Yoshikawa has already run away."

"Haha, I guess he will find a safer place to hide when the city starts fighting!" Yang Tianfeng was not surprised that Niu Zilong and others were defeated in the Shanxi and Shaanxi Gansu Hall. After all, Yoshikawa was a spy, so he still had this keenness and cunning.

"If the whole city is searched, Yoshikawa will definitely not be able to escape." Niu Zilong shook his head with some regret. He also knew that doing so would take time and effort and it would be difficult to complete before 6 o'clock in the evening, and the troops would start to retreat at that time.

"Let him live a few more days!" Yang Tianfeng saw a soldier running towards him and quickly turned around.

"Report to the chief, we found what you said in a utility room near the city wall - that glass-made-" Xiaobing couldn't remember the professional terms Yang Tianfeng said.

"Experimental equipment." Yang Tianfeng nodded with a smile and said, "Hurry up, gather people and help me load all the experimental equipment away."

As a soldier, others are rare for guns and ammunition, and Yang Tianfeng is no exception, but at this time he regards the experimental equipment as treasures. What's more, this battle was mainly caused by the Third Army, and he is not ready to fight for the seized arms, as long as these glass-made things, as well as the machinery and equipment seized at the Japanese Command and the railway station.

Niu Zilong looked at Yang Tianfeng with a strange look, not very clear about what Yang Tianfeng meant. But he could see that Yang Tianfeng was very different from other generals of the National Army.

Yang Tianfeng led more than 20 soldiers to the utility room and left Niu Zilong there. He looked east and west, hesitating whether he would search the Japanese headquarters carefully. Maybe he could find Satosa Yoshikawa from which corner?

After Niu Zilong finished setting up his subordinates, he searched carefully. As soon as the people dispersed, he heard gunshots coming from afar, followed by noises. He was stunned for a moment, and ran to the place where the gunshots were heard, wanting to see what happened. There was still a distance away, Niu Zilong heard Yang Tianfeng's scolding.

"Mom, I kick you to death. There weren't many, and I broke several more pieces." Yang Tianfeng kicked the guy who was caught from the utility room. Not only did this guy shoot and injure two soldiers, but he also broke some glass instruments during gunfights and fights, so how to prevent him from getting angry.

"General Yang, General Yang, show mercy on his feet, show mercy!" Niu Zilong recognized the guy who was kicked with blood on his face and curled up in pain at first sight. It was his enemy, Sadasa Yoshikawa.

Yang Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, the leather boots slowed down the falling force, and turned to look at Niu Zilong.

"This, this is Yoshikawa Satosa." Niu Zilong gasped and immediately showed joy. He pointed and laughed: "Haha, the nephew of the Japanese Emperor, the chief of the secret service agency of the five provinces of North China..."

"Mom, let your dead uncle bring me a car of experimental instruments." Yang Tianfeng raised his foot and wanted to kick him again, but was immediately blocked by Niu Zilong.

"General Yang showed mercy." Niu Zilong laughed and advised: "Save this guy, it is of great use. As for this, we can find a way to do this experimental instrument. I think it should not be difficult."

Yang Tianfeng was still angry and exhaled heavily from his nostrils, waved his hand, and asked Niu Zilong to lead someone to tie up the half-killed Yoshikawa to take him away.

Niu Zilong looked back and saw that the so-called utility room was close to the city wall, with some vines and weeds crawling on it. It seemed that no one had been in for a long time. Perhaps when Henan University was relocating, teachers and students put some experimental equipment that they could not take away here, and the Japanese didn't care about it and left it alone.
Chapter completed!