Age of Conquest Reborn

As the sun sets in the west, thousands of rays of rays shine on the sea of ​​Liaodong Bay. From a distance, the waves are sparkling, like dancing golden snakes. If there is no war, it is definitely a beautiful scene. Similarly, the people in the Liaoxi battlefield surrounded

The soldiers of the Kwantung Army were not in the mood to appreciate the sunset in a foreign land, because they were a group of lonely ghosts abandoned by the Japanese Empire.

The aura of despair still permeates the hearts of the Kwantung Army soldiers, not just a few people, but the entire Kwantung Army troops. However, the increasingly dense twilight gives them a sense of safety. Under the night, they can temporarily not see

The surrounding dark muzzles and the independent division soldiers' eyes were full of murderous intent. Moreover, for so many days, the independent division troops had never launched an attack at night. The tortured Kwantung Army soldiers could get a chance to breathe.

When night completely enveloped the land of western Liaoning and everything was immersed in darkness, the rising sea water of Liaodong Bay washed the delicate beach as always. The Kwantung Army soldiers in groups of three or five gathered everything they could find to satisfy their hunger.

Fill his stomach with something, and then lie listlessly on the bare ground, staring blankly, wondering what kind of fate is waiting for him tomorrow?

Suddenly, bursts of thunder-like loud noises suddenly rolled through the night. In the field of vision of the Kwantung Army soldiers, an extremely brilliant meteor shower appeared, almost covering the sky above their heads. But for so many days, the independent division had experienced

For the soldiers of the Kwantung Army who were hit by artillery fire, these gorgeous meteor showers were undoubtedly fatally beautiful. The screams filled the night sky, and then, one after another, the artillery shells plunged into the ground with elegant arcs.

"Boom! Boom!...Boom!" Countless groups of fire flashed, and huge explosions, carrying air waves, rolled and spread in the night sky. The troops of the Independent Division's Liaoxi Theater attacked the Kwantung Army troops in the encirclement.

The final general attack has begun!

Everything happened so suddenly, and the artillery fire was so intensive that even after so many days. The soldiers of the Kwantung Army, who had experienced the powerful artillery of the Independent Division, were also frightened by it. The temporary field fortifications were bombarded by the huge explosive power of rows of artillery shells.

In an instant, it turned into piles of ruins. Mud and fine sand, mixed with the broken limbs of Kwantung Army soldiers, tumbled up, and the entire battlefield was like a pot boiling.

On the high ground where the first brigade headquarters of the Niangziguan Garrison Corps is located, Feng Jiwu and Han Tie did not return to the theater headquarters in Dongguo Town. They looked at the battlefield full of shell explosions in the dim night. Feng Jiwu smiled.

Then he said to Han Tie: "Commander Han, your fighting style was definitely beyond the expectations of the Kwantung Army commanders. You peel off layers of skin, advance steadily, and finally focus on encirclement and annihilation!"

Han Tie shook his head and said: "Commander Feng, this is the way we fight. Speaking of which, if the division commander hadn't ordered us to capture as many Kwantung Army soldiers as possible, this battle wouldn't have been so troublesome. We would have been shelling intensively for several hours.

, I’m afraid I won’t see any living little Japs on the battlefield!”

The flames of exploding artillery shells on the battlefield almost formed a sea of ​​fire, drowning all life in the darkness. Seeing everything in front of him seemed to evoke Feng Jiwu's memories, "This is the Kwantung Army. Back then, we were still bloody.

When we were in the regiment, when we fought against the Kwantung Army troops, we always hit and run, fearing that they would be surrounded by the Kwantung Army. The Kwantung Army troops at that time were very arrogant and eager!"

"Today, we were surrounded by more than half a million Kwantung Army soldiers on a battlefield in western Liaoning. At that time, how could we dare to think of it now? It was like a dream. Commander Han, do you still remember the last battle before we entered the pass!

"

Feng Jiwu's tone was full of emotion and vicissitudes of life, as if the years of fighting in the Northeast were vividly flowing before his eyes, with white mountains and black waters, vast primeval forests, and battlefields filled with artillery fire.

Han Tie smiled, squinted his eyes, and said, "Why don't you remember that after the troops started to move to western Liaoning, they were fighting and moving, and they were chasing more than 300,000 Kwantung Army troops all day long, and some of us could eat us in one bite.

What I mean is that the division commander used a clever plan to fight back in Jinzhou and then entered the Pass in style. It is a coincidence that the commander-in-chief of the Kwantung Army at that time was Nanjiro, and he is still the same old Japanese now. This is called enemies on a narrow road!"

On the battlefield under heavy artillery fire, the two top commanders of the Liaoxi Theater Command talked about the past with great interest. They had to say that they were somewhat incompatible with the battlefield in front of them, but no one found it strange, except the staff officer of the Niangziguan Guard Corps.

In addition to Zhang Hansheng, most of the young staff officers who followed the two men joined the team after the Blood Hand Regiment entered the pass and was reorganized into the North China Independent Division.

I am very interested in the history of the Blood Hand Regiment, the predecessor of the Independent Division, galloping across the white mountains and black waters of the Northeast. In addition to hearing a few words, this is the first time I heard two veteran commanders talk about it in person.

In the past, a captain wearing glasses couldn't help but ask: "Two commanders, what kind of big battles did the Blood Hands, the predecessor of our independent division, fight in the Northeast?"

Feng Jiwu looked at the young staff officer and laughed and scolded: "Hey, I'm quite good at finding ways to do it. I want to hear stories, but there's no way! Let's see how I feel after we deal with the Kwantung Army in the encirclement!"

The staff members burst into laughter. On the battlefield where tens of thousands of artillery fire were fired, the two generals were chatting and laughing. They did not consider the importance of the battle in front of them, which wiped out more than 500,000 Kwantung Army troops. These young staff officers could not help but think about it.

In order to maximize the morale of the Kwantung Army soldiers and end the battle as soon as possible, Feng Jiwu and Han Tie used all the artillery of the two corps. They adopted a tiered configuration based on the caliber of the artillery. Thousands of guns were deployed in echelons.

Artillery of various calibers, the flames ejected from the muzzles, almost turned red in most of the sky. The artillery group bombarded the Kwantung Army soldiers in the encirclement from three directions. The artillery fire was fierce and intensive.

At this time, Zhang Hansheng, chief of staff of the Western Liaoning Theater, came over and "reported to the two commanders that the 4th, 5th, 6th and 7th Marine Brigades of the Eastern Attack Group were advancing extremely smoothly. They asked for instructions whether to speed up the attack and will

Part of the Kwantung Army troops should be separated from the whole and annihilated!"

"No!" Feng Jiwu said without hesitation, "Don't change the established tactics and fighting methods easily. Chief of Staff, please issue an order from the theater headquarters to all troops. Any troop must strictly follow

We must abide by the battle plan and must not advance rashly, let alone cause unnecessary casualties to the troops because of the commander's eagerness to fight. We must tell them that we are fighting a war of annihilation, but it is not based on how many Kwantung Army soldiers we destroy!"

Han Tie continued: "In the order, add a line. Each brigade of participating troops must always pay attention to coordination with friendly neighboring troops and master the rhythm of the attack. They must not stand out alone!"

Artillery fire ignited the night sky in the western Liaoning battlefield. After the artillery bombardment, nearly one million independent division soldiers, under the cover of tanks, leisurely occupied the outer positions of the Kwantung Army. No matter how fast the attack was, they were slow but solid.

Three directions, like three walls, pushed up horizontally, continuously compressing the Kwantung Army troops in the encirclement circle, and the encirclement circle gradually narrowed its scope.

This method of fighting was also discovered by the Kwantung Army soldiers. After the initial chaos passed, they discovered that in addition to the outer positions being constantly bombarded, the further inside, the safer they were. So, they were awakened by the shells.

The terrified Kwantung Army soldiers instinctively retreated into the encirclement.

As for organizing resistance, it is almost impossible for the current Kwantung Army troops. The long-term siege, mental and physical exhaustion, no hope of breaking through, witnessing the destruction of the last hope, being in a desperate situation, boundless fear and confusion,

The Bushido spirit of the Empire of Japan has long been obliterated, and the fierceness in the Kwantung Army soldiers has been destroyed. The soldiers have no fighting spirit, and the generals have no fighting spirit. The reputation and glory of the "Flower of the Imperial Army" have long since disappeared.

The roaring sound of artillery rang almost all night. By dawn, hundreds of thousands of Kwantung Army soldiers on the battlefield in western Liaoning had been compressed into a vast area surrounded by the vast mist of Liaodong Bay on one side and independent divisions on three sides.

within a narrow range of square kilometers.

From a war perspective, the offensive effect of the troops in the Liaoxi Theater of the Independent Division was by no means brilliant. The resistance of the Kwantung Army soldiers was unexpectedly weak. In the area after the shelling, after the infantry and tanks rushed up, the Kwantung Army was rarely found.

According to common sense, corpses of soldiers should be scattered all over the Kwantung Army's position due to such a violent and intensive shelling, and broken limbs and broken arms can be seen everywhere.

However, the attacking infantrymen were disappointed. There were almost no scenes of heavy losses for the little Japanese. Almost all the brigades that participated in the attack reported the situation to the theater headquarters. The brigade commanders were all holding back in their hearts.

With a burst of energy, a big fight was launched, thousands of guns were fired, tanks roared, and the overwhelming fighting lasted all night, but the current effect was not satisfying!

But Feng Jiwu and Han Tie didn't see it that way, "Commander Han, is the heat almost done? If you fight again, you'll be beating the commander's prisoner!" Feng Jiwu, who hadn't slept a wink all night, rolled his bloodshot eyes and half-joked.

Like asking Han Railway.

Han Tie, who also had not slept all night but was full of energy, nodded and said: "It's almost the same. The situation reported by each brigade just shows that the current Kwantung Army soldiers have been beaten down by us and have no energy.

With the fighting spirit and will to fight, the attack achieved the expected goal!"

Han Tie turned back to Zhang Hansheng and said: "Chief of Staff, order the troops to stop the attack and adopt an encirclement posture. Rest the battlefield for two hours. Then, send out the captured prisoners. By the way, select a few with high military ranks, preferably

Those with the rank of major general or above should go to the Kwantung Army’s highest commander to persuade them to surrender!”

Feng Jiwu breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to the guard: "Tell the cooking team to get some breakfast for me and Commander Han!"

(To be continued) (To be continued..)