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"Cry, shout, in Japanese, louder." The puppet soldiers kept swinging wooden sticks and whipped hard. When they saw Japanese people, they had to pretend to be like grandsons, but now they have turned over. Moreover, the country's army is watching from behind, which is a good time to show great suffering and deep revenge and resoluteness.

Nakasa held the telescope in one hand and tightly held the command knife at his waist with the other hand, trying to suppress the anger in his heart and not be furious. Once upon a time, the Chinese people were humble or whining in front of the imperial soldiers, but now they were replaced by their own people. This is a shame for soldiers, and they cannot protect the safety of their own country's expatriates and make them abuse and humiliate like slaves.

"No, the enemy is digging a trench." Zhong Zuo's exclamation made several Japanese officers beside him raise their telescopes and observe carefully.

Yes, the cavalry regiment was forcing the Japanese expatriates to start digging trenches. Digging trenches and moving forward and approaching their homework. This is a trick Ma Bingzhong learned and used now.

"Mortar, shoot, shoot." Nakazo gritted his teeth and gave the order.

The shells shot out from the village one by one and exploded, causing screams among the Japanese expatriates, and stirring up the flesh and blood that were blown up.

Ma Bingzhong stood behind the wall with a blank expression and watched the killing coldly.

Yang Tianfeng showed no mercy to the Japanese prisoners in Huaiyang, and also said to Ma Bingzhong and others: This is war and there is no tolerance for any kindness. Japanese expatriates cannot let the Japanese give up their stubborn resistance, but these expatriates are not innocent. They may not have killed people directly, but their life as a mighty person on Chinese land is sucking the blood and sweat of the Chinese. The indirect harm caused to the Chinese by plunder and exploitation may not be much less than that of the real Japanese soldiers.

Under the bombardment of the shells, there were no Japanese who could stand in front of the position. The ground was covered in blood and some injured and undead were still moaning and squirming.

The Cavalry Brigade stopped attacking again. They received a telegram from Guo Songlin. A large brigade of infantry had arrived at Zhuji. The attack was left to them to solve. The Cavalry Brigade could divide its troops and open the warning range to clean up the surrounding remnants. In addition, Yang Tianfeng led the Jiang Detachment and the First Route Army of the Anyway, were advancing towards Shangqiu and could arrive before noon.

In addition, the First Brigade of the First Cavalry Division, which was rushing from Taikang, had a strong force in Shangqiu, and Ma Bingzhong was relieved. The Japanese in Anping Village were already in the jar. The cavalry regiment attacked the toughest was indeed not a strong point, but it was the director who swept the surrounding area.

The attack on Shangqiu successfully and suppressed the Communist Party's National Rescue Army. In front of the Third Route Army, there was a brigade of the 20th Division, and the Zhou regiment and four branches blocked it, and the rear route was completely cut off. Except for surrendering, there seemed to be no other choice. Yang Tianfeng could see clearly that it was already certain that the history was greatly advanced.

Time flies very quickly. At around eleven o'clock, the troops led by Yang Tianfeng arrived at Zhuji. At this time, the ancient city of Shangqiu had been cleared and the Shangqiu Railway Station was captured. A large number of puppet army prisoners were escorting a large number of puppet army prisoners digging trenches to Anping Village in Zhuji.

Several trenches with a 45-degree angle to the front of the Japanese defense were dug forward in a zigzag shape, folding 20 meters, and using the excavated soil to form a battlement-style system to reduce the killing range of enemy shells.

The Japanese were constantly bombarding with artillery fire, and our army also used mortars to fight back, causing the trench to extend forward tenaciously. The puppet army captured three or four prisoners, bent over, digging hard, and rotated every five minutes to ensure physical strength and speed of excavation.

As long as the shells do not fall into the trench, life safety can still be guaranteed, but it depends on character. The Japanese knew that the end of the world was approaching, so they mobilized all the artillery fire and kept firing to stop and delay the opponent's digging operations.

The injured or killed people were carried down, and the puppet soldiers waiting for the substitute were looking at each other. Although they were afraid, they did not dare to retreat under the cold swords and guns of the soldiers of the Guo Detachment.

As soon as the whistle sounded, another group of puppet troops rushed into the trench with shovels and picks, digging hard, five minutes, after these damn five minutes. When the whistle sounded again, they rolled and crawled back like a general amnesty.

"Commander Yang." Huang Guoyi hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Digging trench operations is a good way, which shortens the charge distance and reduces the losses of soldiers. Apart from this, do you have other tricks?"

Yang Tianfeng pursed his lips, looked at him without any objection, and said, "The battle against the tough is cruel. If you have any good solutions, why don't you mention it and remember the merits for you."

"I don't have a humble position." Huang Guoyi smiled bitterly and said, "I am not very proficient in this battle."

Yang Tianfeng smiled faintly, walked to the puppet troops, curled his smile, and took turns to glance at these guys who were terrified and uneasy.

"Do you feel resentful?" Yang Tianfeng said, "Resentment regards you as cannon fodder and goes to dig trenches in the fire?" He paused for a moment and glanced at the crowd again.

The puppet soldiers dared not answer and silently lowered their heads.

"Yes, you are cannon fodder." Yang Tianfeng suddenly raised his voice and said, "I used to be cannon fodder that worked for the Japanese devils, but now I am cannon fodder for the real Chinese."

Many puppet soldiers raised their heads in shock. Yang Tianfeng sneered and continued, "Don't tell me all kinds of reasons for joining the puppet army. Those things can only be an excuse for you to comfort yourself. You collect grain for the devils, you maintain public order for the devils, you forcibly arrest women and give them to the devils, you even follow the devils to burn, kill and loot. You are the accomplices of the Japanese devils. Who has never done these bad things I said? Let me stand up and I will let him home immediately."

None of the puppet prisoners dared to stand up, and some showed shame.

"Now, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins." Yang Tianfeng pointed to Anping Village, "There are a group of beasts there. Today I will destroy them all and avenge the dead Chinese. After you do this, it will prove that you are not a hard-core traitor, and have a Chinese conscience, and a man of kindness. I welcome those who are willing to join the army. If you want to go home, I will send you a farewell farewell. You can slap your chest proudly at your friends and relatives, or your descendants, and say proudly: I also worked hard to fight the Japanese back then, and was not a traitor or a coward."

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The Japanese artillery fire did not interrupt, but several trenches continued to stubbornly extending forward, like spider webs, tightening and tightening from both sides.

At 3:20 pm, the front end of the trench was only seventy or eighty meters away from the village wall, and the time for the general attack was ripe.

Four mountain cannons, two infantry cannons, more than a dozen 82 mortars, and dozens of 60 mortars were all concentrated in the east of Anping Village. Yang Tianfeng decided to concentrate artillery fire and attack fiercely, and eliminate the Japanese and puppet troops in the village in one fell swoop.

"Prepare! Let it go!" With a loud roar, the mountain cannon and infantry cannon blasted back almost at the same time. Then, a colorful fire suddenly burst out from the wall of the village and the gate!

A shell hit the village building, and the severely damaged village building was shaking in the smoke. A few seconds later, the village building quickly collapsed after a loud "slam"!

After the village gate was divided, another shell was hit by a cannonball, which immediately became fragmented. Through the smoke of gunpowder, you could even see the shadow of the Japanese in the village running in panic.

As soon as the cannon stopped, the infantry shouted in unison and launched a charge. The Japanese who avoided the cannon quickly climbed the wall of the village and prepared to resist stubbornly.

"Fire!" The red flag suddenly waved down, and the mortar roared, and dense shells swept across the sky and hit the enemy.

The explosion lights followed one by one, and the sound of the fire sounded violently on the back of the village wall. Yang Tianfeng used gelling again.

The Japanese screamed in the explosion and fire. A guy who was burned to the point of being caught in the village wall, and fell to death and died.

With a rumbling sound, several earthen tanks transformed from ox carts were pushed up. There were several large tabletops on the ox cart, with several wet quilts tied with cut telephone lines, and there were dirt filled between the wet quilts. Several strong soldiers pushed behind them, and when they walked, they made a rumbling sound, which was very majestic.

Dada dada... First, a fire point spewed out the flame tongue, and then more and more guns were fired, and the shooting mouth was like the eyes of a demon, blinking red light.

The artillery fire continued to bombard, and the light and heavy machine guns also opened fire violently, suppressing the Japanese's stubborn resistance. One earthen tank stopped, and the other passed it and continued to advance towards the village gate, which was shot with more fire.

"Tong, Tong, Tong!" Under the cover of the local chariot, three flying thunder cannons ventured to approach, and the shells fired fell on and behind the village wall. After the dazzling flash, there was a deafening loud noise.

The artillery fire caused a lot of smoke. After the loud charge horn sounded, the commando soldiers immediately moved, jumped out of the trench, and rushed into the deserted village gate.

In a very short time, the Japanese in the village reacted. A group of Japanese and puppet troops rushed over with howling, trying to push back the opponent who rushed in.

After shooting wildly face to face, the leading Japanese officer fell to the ground. The group of enemies were stunned for a moment, and howled and shot wildly. More than a dozen soldiers were killed and injured.

"Dadadada...Boomboo..." The commando was not willing to be outdone. The Czech-made man in his arms opened fire violently at the enemy. The attacked Japanese fell to the ground like a heavy wood.

The mortar adjusted the firing angle and took advantage of the curved firing to knock the shells across the village wall, bombarded the enemies in the village, and covered the charge of the troops.
Chapter completed!