Bright Sword: Develop independently and level up ten times at the beginning

Chapter 682: Changes in Tianjin

"idiot!"

The Japanese special envoy Hei Ren Baichuan was the first to scold.

His face looked extremely ugly.

Murderous intent gathered in his pupils.

"How dare you speak of the retreaters!"

"Kill without mercy!"

There were scoldings.

The Japanese envoy Hei Ren Baichuan looked unhappy.

at this time.

It means to show your firm attitude.

"There's a saying in the Xia Dynasty: 'A blessing in disguise.'"

"Always."

"I think this makes a lot of sense."

"It seems the Imperial Locust Army suffered some setbacks in the Battle of Bactria Bay."

"but……"

"Because of the struggle."

"This made the New 1st Division feel the need to rush to Daxia Bay to provide assistance."

"According to our latest intelligence."

"The elite troops of the New First Division are now rushing to Daxia Bay for support!"

"Our plan to lure the snakes out..."

"It's almost done."

"Gentlemen."

"victory."

"Right in front of you!"

"The 100,000 locust troops and 100,000 locust support troops departing from Shicheng are about to arrive at Taiyuan!"

"It won't take long."

"Taiyuan."

"It will become ours."

"After taking Taiyuan."

"The New First Division will become a rootless duckweed."

"In the wild then."

"We can kill and control them at will!"

"everything."

“Everything is developing in a better direction!”

"Gentlemen!"

“Keep going!”

"victory!"

"Long live!"

The devil's special envoy Hei Ren Baichuan had a rosy complexion.

Full of confidence at this moment.

Stand in its perspective.

No matter which direction the situation develops.

Everything will get better.

In other words.

He is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

The thought of this.

Suddenly I felt much more relaxed.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Sharp eyes.

In the corner,

The Japanese Major General Deputy Chief of Staff Suzuki Jiro sighed slightly.

Why did it see the image of the former Commander Shinozuka in Hei Ren Baichuan...

Same rhetoric.

The same confidence...

Even……

Similar goals...

New First Division...

Is that something that can be touched at will?

Everything is similar... even identical.

So that is to say.

The final result...

It won't be much different.

By the time……

All the soldiers here will be destroyed.

Are there any eggs under the overturned nest?

Jiro Suzuki felt inexplicably panicked.

The efforts it has made so far...

For...

Isn’t it just about saving your life?

From start to finish.

Aren’t we all striving to the end for this goal?

That was the case before.

This is the case now.

future.

The same is true.

"I can't die."

"I want to escape."

"Can……"

"If you want to save your life, you must leave this damn place."

“This is the only option.”

"If I leave..."

Suzuki Jiro looked conflicted.

His eyes were unfocused.

It... wants to leave too.

But it has been targeted by Hei Ren Baichuan, and it cannot leave just because it wants to.

"Your Excellency, Special Envoy."

"Although victory is in sight."

"But we still can't take it lightly."

"My subordinates' suggestion."

"Personally lead a reconnaissance team to conduct reconnaissance around Daxia Bay."

"Report immediately if you discover any trace of enemy troops."

"Especially the route between Daxia Bay and Taiyuan..."

“It actually seems more sensitive.”

"I will lead the reconnaissance team and conduct reconnaissance in shifts!"

"To ensure that the First Division will not launch a surprise attack in any way!"

The Japanese Major General and Deputy Chief of Staff Suzuki Jiro raised his head, his face flushed and his expression full of emotion.

The necessary disguise is still necessary.

Now that I'm following Hei Ren Baichuan, I have to fool him.

"Suzuki-kun."

"I was right about you. You are indeed a talented person."

"but……"

“In the present moment.”

"You can definitely put your smarts away."

"That's not necessary."

"everything."

"Everything is under my control!"

The Japanese special envoy Hei Ren Baichuan held his head high, his face full of confidence!

Suzuki Jiro: “…”

Hey!

Living beast!

You must drag me to be buried with you...

What the hell...

Where did I offend you...

……

Jincheng.

Twenty miles outside the suburbs.

Lin Xu put down the field telescope.

In the moonlight, the tracks of dozens of Sherman tanks rolled over the frosty wheat fields, and the steel torrent drew dark tracks in the night.

"Report! The rocket artillery brigade has completed coordinate calibration!"

"The heavy artillery brigade has completed its firing calibration!"

Reports came one after another from the radio.

Li Yunlong touched the newly-issued Browning pistol at his waist and suddenly grinned, "Old Lin, guess what the Japanese soldiers in Tianjin are doing right now? I'm afraid they're still counting their medals in their beds!"

Lin Xu glanced at his pocket watch. It was 3:17 a.m. In the distance, the outline of the Tianjin city wall loomed in the moonlight.

The searchlights on the city walls scanned the moat feebly. He pressed the communicator: "Attention, all combat units! General attack immediately after the red flare is launched."

Three red flares suddenly tore through the night sky.

In an instant, thirty-six Katyusha rocket launchers let out a deafening roar, and the dense tail flames turned the entire sky blood red.

Heavy artillery positions with a caliber of 100 mm and above were filled with flames, and tons of steel rushed towards the city walls with death screams.

"boom!"

The main gate of Tianjin City was reduced to ruins in the first round of volleys, and the flying bricks and stones revealed the panicked Japanese soldiers in the rear.

The tank cluster's engines roared like beasts, and the onboard machine guns spewed out half-meter-long tongues of fire, shooting the Japanese troops who tried to block the gap into sieves.

"Baga! This is impossible!"

The roar of the city defense commander, Major General Sato, echoed in the command center.

"Where do the enemies come from! Where do the enemies come from!" Before he could finish his words, a violent explosion shook off the wall and the staff officers fell to the ground.

Through the observation hole, he saw a nightmarish scene - dozens of steel tanks he had never seen before rolled over the anti-tank ditch, and the flamethrowers on the vehicles turned the barricades into a sea of fire.

Street fighting reached a fever pitch before dawn.

Li Yunlong led the armored assault team to advance along Ximalu Road. The engineer's blasting tube blew up the load-bearing wall of the city wall, and the Type 92 heavy machine gun in the second-floor window fell to the street along with the man and the gun.

"happy!"

Li Yunlong threw out two M24 grenades, blowing up the Japanese squad that was trying to assemble.

"Tell the heavy artillery brigade to blow up the Drum Tower!"

Li Yunlong gave the order excitedly.

Meanwhile, the Japanese North China Front Army headquarters was in chaos. The communications officer, clutching a flurry of telegrams pleading for help, cried out, "The defenders of Tianjin are reporting an attack from at least three armored divisions... The situation is critical! Urgent assistance is needed!"

No one thought of it.

Tianjin City was unexpectedly attacked.

late at night.

The Japanese commander-in-chief, old Okamura, was awakened from his sleep.

When the secretary delivered the telegram about Tianjin to the old Japanese soldier Okamura, he was also scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

"who!"

"Which force is it?"

"main city?"

"Only the main city has this strength..."

"Damn it!"

"At least three armored divisions were mobilized from the main city..."

"A large number of heavy artillery units..."

"The intelligence department actually knew nothing..."