Li Yunlong roared, and the atmosphere in the entire audience was instantly lifted.
Two light artillery regiments and one heavy artillery regiment detonated the sky!
The Battle of Shicheng has begun!
The fierce sound of artillery fire lifted the atmosphere of the entire stone city.
Under the tide, the madness is extinguished!
In Shicheng City, a group of Japs gathered urgently.
"Report to the Commander!"
"The enemy's strength is between 20,000 and 30,000."
"Equipped with a large number of artillery pieces and fierce firepower."
"After investigation by the scouts, the enemy... is also equipped with a large number of tanks, almost the size of a tank regiment."
"The enemy troops are wearing the military uniforms of Route 8..."
The Japanese Lieutenant Colonel reported the report carefully.
Japanese commander Mayu Fujiwara frowned and said nothing.
"No need to investigate."
"Equipped with a large number of tanks... these are clearly the troops of the New First Division."
"They...came after all."
"hateful!"
"idiot!"
"Bagya Road!"
"They are like ghosts, why are they everywhere!"
"Why don't they die? Don't die!"
"hateful!"
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
Abe Yanghui, the deputy commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, looked angry.
The murderous intent in his pupils... overflowed with madness.
"Commander Fujiwara, there is only one division of the Ninth Division in the city."
"If this is the main force of the new 1st Division, we are in danger."
"Commander Fujiwara, please quickly ask Mr. Okamura for help!"
"Or, simply transfer Ono's troops back."
"The safety of Shicheng is the top priority!"
"Your Excellency Commander..."
His eyes were burning and his expression was solemn...
Japanese deputy commander Abe Yanghui suddenly smelled something tense.
Just thinking about the new First Division gave him a headache.
After all, he had suffered too many setbacks and humiliations at the hands of the New First Division before.
When I think of these at this moment, my scalp is almost going to be raised.
The mood naturally develops in a bad direction!
With equal strength, the Imperial Locust Army had no chance of winning if it wanted to fight the troops of the New First Division.
"Ono's side...don't think about it."
"I can't come back in time."
"Ono has already reported to this commander alone."
"Now we can only ask for help from Commander-in-Chief Okamura..."
The commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, Mayu Fujiwara, frowned, thinking silently in her heart, and her emotions came out...
All the things in my imagination... all burst out with this...
The emotional side, locked in the present...
The more I think about it, the more anxious I feel...
"Where did Chief of Staff Ono go?"
"Fujiwara-kun, what do you mean by hiding me like this?"
"how?"
"Do you want to take all the credit?"
"It turns out that Fujiwara-kun takes so-called merit so seriously!"
"If you have the ability, go and destroy the New First Division!"
"What's the point of talking about this here..."
A sneer followed, and Abe Yanghui looked disdainful.
At this moment, he saw the two stars on his shoulders with his peripheral vision, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
These two stars are the greatest insult to him!
insult!
hateful!
idiot!
Damn it!
It was originally three stars.
That star... is gone now just because of the New First Division.
These are…eternal pain…
Thinking of this, my scalp is numb.
hateful!
Damn it!
Bagya Road!
If one day we can destroy the New First Division, that would be the greatest meaning of life!
"General Abe, I have personally reported to Mr. Okamura about Ono-kun's matter."
"Your Excellency Okamura agrees with Ono-kun's plan."
"What? General Abe, do you have any other opinions?"
Fujiwara Mayu glanced at Abe Yanghui and spoke in a bad tone.
Now it's basically tit-for-tat against Maimang.
Don't give in to anyone.
The flames between each other are burning brightly at this moment...
Abe Yanghui's complexion turned red and black little by little.
In the past, when he was still a three-star star, who would dare to compete with him?
When he became the Imperial General, Fujiwara, that bastard, didn't even get to be an aide.
Now you dare to be so presumptuous with yourself!
hateful!
evil creature!
A series of blue veins popped out on Abe Yanghui's forehead, the twitching of the corners of his mouth continued to accelerate, and his mood was extremely bad!
This time I am completely... unable to control myself.
I can't stand it anymore.
It's about to explode.
"Since...since Mr. Okamura has agreed, what can I say?"
"I advise Mr. Fujiwara to call for rescue earlier."
"If Ishiro is lost in Fujiwara-kun's hands, I believe that the selfless Okamura-dono will cut you into eight pieces."
"Anyway, I've already reminded you."
"The rest is up to you."
A sneer followed, and the deputy commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, Abe Yanghui, turned and left.
"General Abe, go to the top of the city and command the battle."
"If you can't repel the enemy, don't come back."
Japanese commander Mayu Fujiwara said coldly.
"you……"
Abe Yanghui's heart trembled...
How dare this bastard speak to himself like this in a commanding tone!
How dare this bastard!
Why doesn't this bastard die?
Dead, dead!
Abe Yanghui's face turned red little by little, his lips trembled, and his mood was about to collapse.
The ghost is under the eaves, so I have to bow my head.
The current commander is Mayu Fujiwara.
He is just a deputy commander.
Past honors mean nothing.
No one will care about this.
After all... these are all mispayments.
"Thirty years to Hedong and thirty years to Hexi!"
"Fujiwara."
"If the new division is not eliminated, your future will not be much better!"
Abe Yanghui finished speaking coldly, and then strode away with a cold snort.
At the moment, I was really angry.
My mood became increasingly bad.
hateful!
Damn it!
die!
…
The fierce battle in Shicheng continues.
In the hall.
Japanese commander Mayu Fujiwara suddenly became nervous.