The War of Resistance: The Ten-Year-Old Warlord

Chapter 223

The sudden addition of Cobra helicopters made the already difficult Kwantung Army even worse.

Not to say how powerful forty Cobra gunships are.

If the Kwantung Army had been prepared in advance, no matter how powerful the cobra was, it might not be able to cause such a big damage.

This is an example of a future war in which Arab guerrillas can survive the bombardment of Tomahawk cruise missiles.

Forty cobras combined, not a single tomahawk caused more damage, at least it is impossible to destroy a city like a tomahawk.

The reason for the crushing defeat of the Kwantung Army was that they did not understand the horror of Cobra gunships.

If you don’t understand, you won’t be defensive.

That’s why after working so hard for so long, he was suddenly defeated by the cobra’s attack.

Even the well was blown up and killed, and the remaining Kwantung Army completely had no command system.

The Chinese army took advantage of this time to launch a general attack and launched a crazy massacre of the Japanese army.

Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction on the plane.

The Kwantung Army below was finished, completely cut into a dozen pieces by armored forces.

Waiting for their fate, 767 will either be completely annihilated or immediately run for their lives.

However, even if you escape, you can’t escape far, and you will soon be caught up by armored vehicles, and then solve your life with a strafing shot.

“Go back, let Ding Wei and Kong Jie handle the rest.” Chen Fan closed his eyes and lay down in the chair.

The battle for reinforcement at the two encirclement points was finally over, and he no longer had any worries.

Next, just concentrate your forces and pull out the nail of Shen Cheng.

“Little devil, you wait, Lao Tzu is here.” Chen Fan closed his eyes and smiled slightly.

At this moment, in Shencheng, Nanjiro did not know that he had been surrounded, let alone that the two armies sent to rescue him had been destroyed.

However, he is still very anxious, because he has no way to communicate with the outside world.

The telegram sent has not been replied to for three days.

In addition, in the past three days, one-third of his peripheral positions have been occupied by the Chinese army, and the troops have lost nearly 80,000 people.

How many eighty thousand of his troops add up?

Three days is so many fewer people, if it goes on like this, he will be finished in half a month.

What is even more frightening is that the Chinese army uses cannibalization tactics.

They did not attack on a large scale, but concentrated their forces to attack a fortress or hill of the Kwantung Army.

Originally, Nanjiro was prepared to use these fortresses to join forces to resist the attack of the Chinese army.

But now the Chinese army does not play cards according to the routine, they do not attack collectively, but besiege the fortresses arranged by Nanjiro one by one.

In this way of beating more people and fewer people, the Kwantung Army will definitely suffer losses.

It was not only Nanjiro who was anxious, but also the headquarters of the Eastern Army.

Since Hishita set out with his troops, the two sides have been in contact almost every half day, and Hishita will report the latest situation to the Kwantung Army headquarters.

But the headquarters of the Kwantung Army has not received a report from Hinata for three days.

The telegrams sent out also sank into the sea, and no news returned at all.

Umezu Mijiro panicked, and he immediately contacted the commander of the Ghost Garrison of the Stick Country and asked them how the situation was over there.

As soon as the phone was connected, the commander of the garrison of the country of sticks roared: “Umezu-kun, my troops have been missing for several days, and now they can’t be contacted at all.” I’m worried about them, can you send someone over to take a look”

Umezu Mijiro’s heart clicked, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

How could it be that both forces lost contact?

How can so many people enter Liao Province as if they fell into a hole (bidg) and there is no news at all?

Umezu Mijiro immediately sent a plane to check on him, and he was now anxious.

Shen Cheng’s 300,000 troops plus 100,000 troops in Rixiajing, this is 400,000 people

In particular, the 100,000 troops in Hishita were the elite of the elite of the Kwantung Army.

He has fought with the Northeast Army, fought with the Anti-Alliance, and worked with Old Maozi, which can be described as rich combat experience, and one less makes him feel distressed.

Umezu Mijiro kept praying, don’t be fine, don’t be fine.

But more than an hour later, intelligence came from reconnaissance planes.

The troops in Rixia Well were completely destroyed, and the Chinese army had begun to clean up the battlefield.

Umezu Mijiro was like being hit by a thunderbolt on a sunny day at this moment, and the whole person was stunned. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Immediately, a reconnaissance plane was sent to the area around Dancheng to check the situation.

But the intelligence that came back made him even more desperate: the reinforcements of the country of sticks were completely destroyed, and the corpses on the riverside were piled up. There are also twenty warships in the Green River, blocking the river and completely isolating Huaxia from the country of sticks.

Umezu Mijiro felt like he was hit by more than a dozen thunderbolts at the same time, and the whole person was panicked.

“It’s over, Shencheng is over, and the Kwantung Army is almost over.” Umezu Mijiro covered his face and fell to his knees in pain.

His chief of staff anxiously reminded: “Sir, now is not the time for depression. General Nanjiro must be informed, otherwise he is still waiting for reinforcements. Now his forces are still there. If he breaks through, he should be able to bring some people out. If it’s late, it’s all nightly. ”

Umezu Mijiro reacted, rather than sitting still, it was better to fight to the death.

“Okay, immediately go and inform the flight squadron to leave tonight, take the leaflets, and drop them to Shen Cheng at high altitude.” Umezu Mijiro smiled bitterly: “Senior Nanjiro, there is only so much I can do.” Whether you can live or not is up to you. ”

At night, fifty Japanese Type 97 fighters took to the air, risking a crash at any time and flying towards Shencheng.

These aircraft have no night vision, no radar and no navigation, and rely on pilots to fly according to coordinates.

When they flew to the target place, the pilot did not look at whether it was Shen Cheng below, and dropped all the leaflets he carried.

But this gang of ghost pilots never dreamed that the place where they dropped was no longer occupied by the Japanese army, but had just been occupied by Chen Fan’s troops today.

All the leaflets floated to the positions of the Huaxia troops.

“Huh, what is this?” A soldier picked up a leaflet full of Japanese with a puzzled look.