September 3rd.

It's nearly dawn.

There is no moon tonight, but the sky is clear, the stars are abundant, and the visual distance is good.

On the left flank of Chengde, at the forward observation post on the first line of the Japanese army, the 133rd Division, the 237th Wing, and the devil's inferior soldiers of the 4th Squadron of the 5th Brigade, the grassland was originally supported by the 38 big cover, leaning on the guard post, and couldn't help yawning.

"When will we be able to fight back?!"

Now the time is about five o'clock, which is the time when the sleepiness is the strongest, and in order to resist the sleepiness, Kusanohara looked at his comrade-in-arms Nanmu and casually talked about a topic.

"Who knows."

Kusunoki also yawned again and again:

"There are too many enemy tanks and planes, it's too terrible, the captain said before, when our own planes and tanks are assembled, we will be able to fight a decisive battle with the enemy, it's been a month, and it's estimated that it's going to be soon."

"Yes, the enemy's tanks and planes are terrible."

Kusabhara couldn't help but fight a spirit.

The 133rd Division is a new division recently formed, which arrived in Chengde a month ago, and after several battles to defend the position, the two deeply experienced the strength of the enemy's tanks and aircraft.

Even if the two of them were only two privates, they knew very well in their hearts that if they did not have the means to deal with the enemy's tanks and planes, they would not want to defeat the enemy.

The two leaned against the bunker, chatting with each other, not caring about the vigilance task, and no one even looked up for half an hour, not having the slightest appearance of a sentry.

This is normal.

The confrontation around Chengde had been going on for months, and the independent regiments on the opposite side had launched attack after attack, but all during the day, and each attack was preceded by massive artillery bombardment and aerial reconnaissance.

During this period, nothing happened to the outpost, and in the long run, laxity was inevitable.

At this time, it was the end of summer, and it was originally the season of insects, beasts and birds, but the surroundings were silent, quiet and terrifying, but this still did not arouse the vigilance of the two devil sentinels.

Every day, hundreds of tanks, hundreds of planes, hundreds of artillery bombardments, plus super-caliber heavy artillery shelling, even insects and beasts escape.

It was nearly six o'clock.

"What sound?"

Kusabhara's ears moved, and he raised his head suspiciously, but at this time, he was in a daze and didn't react for a while.

"Seems to be."

Nanmu also heard voices from far and near, but he was the same, sleepy-eyed and groggy.

"Tanks."

Soon, as the sound got closer and closer, the two suddenly recalled, and Qi Qi woke up.

They had heard this voice many times, and they knew it very well.

It's the sound of a cluster of tanks.

It's just that compared to usual, the sound at this time is less of the continuous explosion of shells, and there is also less continuous falling bombs, so there is no reaction for a while.

At this point, the two could even feel the vibration of the crawler running over the ground.

"Enemy attack."

The sound of the tank made the two completely sober up, and finally understood the situation in front of them.

The enemy's massive armored forces actually launched a large-scale attack before the early hours of the morning, and it was in the absence of artillery preparation, without air coverage bombardment.

From the sound and the shaking of the ground, the two quickly judged that the scale of the tank troops attacking at this time was definitely not small.

"Signal."

The two hurriedly fired shiny flares.

A few seconds later, the shining signal flare was lifted into the air, and the little devil naturally could not be as local as the independent regiment, so that the radio station was popularized in every class, as for the telephone line, the heavy shelling made it difficult for the telephone line to maintain smooth communication, so the little devil had to equip the sentry with a signal gun.

After sending the message, before the two could escape, they were enveloped by a burst of shelling.

After some time.

Seitoku, the Devil's Command, and Kotaro Hattori received an accurate report from the front.

"Nani?"

"The Separate Regiment attacked from three sides, and on each side there were at least one and fifty tanks?"

Looking at the information that was collected, Kotaro in the abdomen, who had just been woken up, was not only completely awake, but also cold sweat was falling from his forehead.

The armored units of the Independent Regiment attacked again and again, and the locust army had already figured out a series of ways to judge the size of the enemy's tank troops, and it was already early September, and when he received the news, it was already half past six.

By this time, it was already dark.

It is impossible to go wrong at the front in judging the size of the enemy.

The Separate Regiment attacked on three sides, one on the front and one on the left and right flanks, with at least one hundred and fifty tanks on each road.

According to common sense.

Common sense that has been fought again and again.

The number of enemy tanks reported by the front-line troops should be added by about one-third, that is, the three-way offensive launched by the Eighth Route has more than 200 tanks on each road.

In total, more than six hundred tanks attacked at the same time.

More than a hundred more tanks than in the last offensive.

Thinking about it, the sweat droplets on Kotaro Hattori's forehead grew bigger and bigger, more and more.

He didn't know why this time, the Eighth Route was uncharacteristically not covered by artillery bombardment, and there was no large-scale bombardment to open the way, but more than 600 tanks were still not something he could stop.

"Damn Hideki Tojo, why don't you retreat."

Before he had time to wipe the sweat drops from his forehead, Hattori scolded Hideki Tojo, and Hattori looked at the map to find a solution.

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Meanwhile.

The other side.

Ding Wei is in the command headquarters.

"It went very well."

A young staff officer introduced the current battle situation in an excited tone.

Although the offensive with the participation of 12 tank battalions, 12 artillery battalions, and 24 infantry battalions has not yet ended, no, to be precise, the artillery battalion has just opened fire, the support planes have just taken off, and the tank units have just made contact with the enemy's position and have not yet made a breakthrough, but the people in the command room are all collectively excited.

It's as if the battle has been won.

Because this attack is a real combat exercise of the ability of armored troops to assemble at night.

As for whether they can break through the devil's position, complete the predetermined plan to break through the devil's three-way position, and divide and annihilate the devil's division in the forward position, no staff officer has any doubt about this.

This is not to carelessly despise devils, but to have absolute confidence in their own strength, and they also have a thorough understanding of the enemy.

"This attack."

Ding Wei raised his tone and encouraged:

"Strive to get better results than last time and annihilate more devils."

"Yes."

In the command room, the staff officers spoke in an impassioned tone.

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It was also the day.

"The enemy armored forces have reached ten kilometers outside the first line of positions and are currently encamped."

Isamu Yokoyama also received the latest report from the front.

"Is it finally here?!"

Hearing the news, Isamu Yokoyama actually breathed a long sigh of relief, and there was a faint expectation in his tone.

To this day, through many reconnaissance squads approaching to reconnoitre, and even small units attacking at night, he finally determined that the armored unit of the Independent Regiment from Yanchang to Hengyang was as the intelligence said.

It's a flock of straw bales.

A bale that I couldn't even master when I opened a tank.

With this strength of armored troops, it is impossible to break through the three lines of defense set up by him.

"Order the 68th Division, the 122nd Division to continue to hold their positions and carry out the predetermined battle plan."

Even though he was expecting a lot, Isamu Yokoyama still maintained the most basic caution.

Even if the enemy showed multiple flaws, he did not take the initiative to attack at all.

"Hey."

The staff officer quickly went to convey the order.

After the staff officer left, Yokoyama Yong looked at Hengyang City on the map, and his brows, which had been loosened, instantly furrowed.

Compared with the calm and smooth western front, that is, the direction of the independent regiment troops attacking from Yanchang, the situation in Hengyang, which had fewer troops and weaker strength on paper, made Yokoyama anxious.

Vaguely, he felt that something was wrong.

In recent times, the defenders of Hengyang have made frequent moves, constantly launching attacks, constantly expanding their positions, but only expanding their positions, and every time he gathers heavy troops to defend, the opponent quickly retreats.

It made him feel as if there was a conspiracy brewing.

For this reason, he even deliberately set up his headquarters only 12 kilometers away from the position outside Hengyang, so that he could respond at the first time.

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That night.

Song County.

"Ten armored battalions, five artillery battalions, twelve infantry battalions, and all equipment have been assembled in Hengyang, and the 10th Army in Hengyang has also completed the battalion-level reorganization, with large mules to strengthen mobility and sustained combat capabilities."

"The feint force is an armored battalion, and it has also arrived near the first line of defense of the devils."

Kong Jie was listening to the staff officer's report:

"One hundred and fifty new attack aircraft and fifty-four aerial gunboats of the Air Force are also ready to participate in the war."

"Also."

The staff officer continued:

"The 70 elite platoons scattered and deployed around Changheng and in the south have also completed the integration of the surrounding guerrillas, all of them have been reloaded, and the construction of key positions has been basically completed."

"Good."

Kong Jie lay on the map, looked around at the situation in the Changheng area, and then waved his hand:

"Let's get started."

"Yes."

The staff officer immediately gave the order.

With Kong Jie's order, Hengyang, a city that had been surrounded by devils for more than two months, began to change.

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"How did this thing get in? What a evil door. ”

Hengyang, on the newly constructed artillery position on the recapture of the position occupied by the devils, Regiment Commander Xu, to be precise, said that Battalion Commander Xu looked at the greatly changed artillery position, his mouth was open enough to stuff duck eggs, and his expression was even more like seeing a ghost.

"Commander."

Beside him, Sun Xincang's throat moved, and he also had the same shocked expression:

"I don't have fireworks, do I?"

What do they see?

The perspective followed the eyes of the two people, and in the artillery position, one by one new artillery entered the gun position.

Compared with the 105 heavy mountain guns of the previous artillery regiment, the new guns in front of me are larger, with thicker barrels, longer barrels, and of course, heavier, so they need trucks to tow them.

At this time, what the two of them saw were trucks with ten wheels, pulling a cannon of a larger caliber into the artillery position.

A few men numbered more than fifty, and many more trucks pulled the guns and drove away to other positions, after which the trucks were loaded with shells and entered the artillery positions, placing the thicker shells next to the running positions.

"Call the battalion commander."

Head Xu first reminded Sun Xincang of the wrong name.

Although he changed from a regiment commander to a battalion commander, Commander Xu was obviously very happy.

Although the number is smaller, the previous 30 regiments had 2,500 people, and now there are only 1,800 people in one battalion, but in terms of the strength of the troops, great progress has been made, 120 mortars, recoilless guns, and large mules have been added, and the combat effectiveness is more than twice as much as before.

Then, he swallowed his throat, and the horror remained, but there was another surprise:

"Definitely not dazzling."

"There's heavy artillery here, real heavy artillery."

"These must be the heavy artillery of the independent regiment that came with the planes."

"Haha, heavy artillery."

Although the 120 mortars of the artillery regiment and the 105 mountain guns of the artillery regiment are called heavy artillery in the army, Commander Xu knows very well that only those body-barreled artillery with a caliber of more than 120 can be called heavy artillery.

Because only the repetition of this caliber can destroy the defensive positions of the devils.

And these newly emerged artillery in front of them can obviously do it.

"Haha, this time we also have real heavy artillery support."

Sun Xincang's tone was equally excited.

Although I have felt the support of the aircraft of the independent regiment, for the infantry, artillery is the best support and the most solid pillar.

The excitement and joy made the two forget the biggest doubt in their hearts, where did these heavy guns and trucks come from, and the plane obviously couldn't fit these big guys.

While the two were overjoyed, they watched one artillery cannon after another rush to various positions, just as the artillery convoy disappeared and the two were about to leave and return to their positions, after all, according to the plan, tomorrow the troops would launch a large-scale attack.

Suddenly.

"This is..."

The two of them widened their eyes again.

In the distance, tanks and armored vehicles were coming from a distance in the dusk.

"I'm dripping mother, there is still this big guy."

This time, Head Xu and Sun Xincang almost dislocated their jaws, but the tone of surprise was indeed stronger than before.

At this time, the two of them suddenly looked forward to tomorrow's attack.

"How did these big guys get in?"

Sun Xincang was puzzled.

A tank is tens of tons, and it is impossible for an airplane to transport it in.

"I don't know. Whatever he is, maybe it's some kind of technology. ”

Commander Xu, to be precise, Battalion Commander Xu's tone was excited:

"I just want to see it sooner rather than later, the little devil's expression after seeing these tanks."

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The next day.

That is, the 4th of September.

Heyuan County Air Base.

As early as yesterday, around the base, large jeeps and armored vehicles, carrying soldiers of the Independent Regiment, blocked all the surrounding areas, with the airport as the center, and no one was allowed to approach within a radius of 20 kilometers.

Nowadays, Heyuan County has a developed economy and a full flow of people, but fortunately, the base is located on the big edge of Heyuan County, surrounded by desert and mountainous areas, which are inaccessible to people, but it does not have much impact.

It was nearly early in the morning. With a loud roar, bomber after bomber took off, rose above the clouds, and circled in the direction of Tokyo.

Coincidentally.

On the other side of the continent.

The same thing is happening.

Compared with Heyuan County, it was late at night on the European continent at this time, and under the cover of night, huge bombers took off, gathered above the clouds, and flew towards the mainland of the United States of America.

And Hengyang City has also seen a lot of new gadgets pop up.