Noisy sounds in the artillery command post were heard one after another, but the busy scene did not affect Wang Xiaoqing at all. Wang Xiaoqing stood steadily in front of the wide map, and issued orders in an orderly manner according to the news from various observation posts_&

"Architecture 1 and 2 bombarded the No. 58 area, ten rapid fires, including two air bombs, three and four bombs, sixty-seven area, and ten rapid fires, also including two air bombs, five and two air bombs, three and three 31 area..."

With the brief and powerful order, the cannon group that had been silent for a few minutes began to roar again, and the rain of bombs of death once again enveloped the remaining Japanese soldiers.

Among the killing bombs as dense as rain, air bombs may sometimes float, and shells with long probe poles exploded dozens of centimeters from the ground. Each bomb exploded hundreds or thousands of death shrapnel, and shrapnel roared and swept around the nearby creatures.

The organized shelling lasted for more than half an hour, and the Japanese were trapped in a radius of less than one square kilometer, enduring the anger of the Chinese.

In order to prevent the remnants of Japanese devils of different sizes from breaking through the ridges and Anti-Japanese United Nations, not only did several companies directly under the column drive up the ridges, but the reinforcements of several other detachments also suddenly emerged from the ground, and rushed up the edges, setting up various weapons and firing together. The light and heavy machine guns spit out crazy flames, suppressing the Japanese scattered soldiers within the range to the point where they could not move.

That moment came, when the artillery observation post no longer reported the most data, when the Anti-Japanese United Army soldiers on the ridge suddenly realized that they had "lost" valuable targets, the sound of gunfire was rapidly decreasing in a geometric state, and finally returned to silence, with the discernible degree of the crowd.

The grass that had been plowed with more than 30,000 shells had plowed more than a foot of floating soil. The area that was bombed was full of grass and no trees. Looking around, I saw the craters were filled with red, black and yellow land. The black one was the original color of the land, the yellow one was the fragments of the Japanese military uniform, and the red one was the blood.

This land, which is like an ancient desert, exudes a tnt smell everywhere.

This land baptized by the rain of shells was reborn. It witnessed the viciousness and cruelty of the Japanese, and completely cleared and buried their sins.

The overall situation has been decided, Ma Qian'an walked out of the bunker, staring silently at the blue smoke, and feeling the magnificent victory scene silently. However, the rest of the people did not have the "leisure" of Ma Qian'an. They couldn't wait to cheer, raised the weapons in their hands with their thick arms, opened their voices and whistled to the fullest. This is their victory. They have the power to do so, and they are qualified to do so. For this moment, they have fought for a long time.

Ma Qian'an let out a long breath, and as he breathed out, his whole body and mind were slackened.

Win again and win beautifully

However, Ma Qian'an then found that there were surprisingly many "Anti-Japanese Allied Forces" who poured into the battlefield from all directions. There were more than 2,000 good guys. He knew very well that there were only a few direct companies before the war and the young and strong people who survived hundreds of disasters. There would definitely be no more than 1,000 people. Where did the extra guys come from? Is there any organizational discipline if I don't ask for instructions or report to help?

Before Ma Qian'an could investigate clearly, another thing that stunned him happened

Most of the "soldiers" who "rush into" the battlefield full of holes were dressed in casual clothes. They shouted and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers who had lost their resistance. They had no words, did not listen to beg for mercy, and did not pick up spoils everywhere. They twisted their faces and waved various weapons to mercenary killing the dying Japanese soldiers. The swords were flying, the guns were shining, the heads were rolling, and the blood was soaring. Thousands of casual militants rushed into the flock of sheep like tigers, rushing from all directions to the direction of the mouth mountain, and screams sounded like shrill wherever they passed.

Some Japanese wounded soldiers who were still moving were aroused by this bloody scene. Three groups of five were howling to resist. The Japanese were resisting, and the Japanese were committing suicide. From time to time, the crowd sounded the loud noise of grenades self-destructing.

"Who? Why no one restricts the discipline on the battlefield?" Ma Qian'an was stunned for a moment and was furious. What's so great? The massacre was launched in front of me. This is a serious violation of discipline. Commanders who condoned such behavior in person will face severe disciplinary punishment. Ma Qian'an doesn't want these generals to be punished with one more serious consequence after just one great achievement. You are really confused. Not many people can survive tonight by those guys who were bombed halfway through shells. Why bother so anxious to get angry with the threat of punishment?

The commander's face looked ugly and angry. The staff officer Li Xiangyun was clever and volunteered to prepare to understand the situation. By the way, he conveyed the commander's order to ban the killing of prisoners.

"Commander, I'll stop them and find out what's going on."

"Well..." Ma Qian'an pondered, and finally waved his hand and replied: "Forget it, I know what's going on."

No one can't help but know that no matter how stupid a person is, he can see that the young and strong ruthless people rushed down the mountain. This is a group of people who have suffered huge casualties and have deep blood hatreds with the Japanese. Their resentment is unstoppable and unstoppable. They do not treat the prisoners well in their minds, and there will be no revenge. They only have a deep hatred for the Japanese.

"Take revenge" they shouted...

"Kill them all" they stumbled and ran, rolling down the mountain for a moment, unable to wait to join the army of bitter hatred

"These are all survivors who were massacred by the Japanese. They are bloody men. I have no right to stop them from revenge. They are ordinary people." Ma Qian'an explained half and was half emotional.

No? Li Xiangyun raised his telescope in confusion and observed the following. He clearly saw that many anti-Japanese war soldiers in military uniforms also participated in the operation to eliminate the remaining enemies. What was Commander Ma's look at?

Li Xiangyun pursed his lips, but the clever one did not speak up to refute

After a while, Ma Qian'an seemed to suddenly think of something, tilted his head to Li Xiangyun who was following him, "Staff General Li, do you think you should leave at least a few? Isn't it seem like the Japanese are too tenacious? Isn't this a good reputation for the Japanese to break to the end? Will the future publicity work be passive, right?"

Li Xiangyun grinned and stretched out his thumb with his right hand, and praised "sincerely": "Commander Gao's idea is really Gao, I will do it now."

"What are you talking about? Don't force yourself, if you don't want to go, I'll send someone else."

"No force", Li Xiangyun's mouth became wide, and she turned around and ran away, almost rolling down the hillside

From afar, Ma Qian'an heard Li Xiangyun's roaring change in tune

"The commander has an order, and someone is left under the knife to seal the knife."

Li Xiangyun finally lived up to his trust and finally grabbed more than a dozen slightly injured Japanese soldiers from the tiger's mouth, including Hotan Xun, who survived the disaster, facing a large group of Chinese people who were angry and shouting that they wanted to kill him. Hotan Xun was undoubtedly grateful to Li Xiangyun for "rescuing him"

After he calmed down, Hotan Xun knelt on the ground and stammered to express his gratitude to Li Xiangyun. Hotan Xun had already understood that even if his bad life was not killed in the hands of the Chinese, he would die in Kawamoto's hands. He had no feelings for the Japanese army and abandoned his army from the bottom of his heart. He would rather be loyal to Li Xiangyun, who spared his immortality.

Li Xiangyun comforted Hotan Xun with a smile: "Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, thank Commander Ma. He ordered me to do this."

Hearing this familiar name, Hotan Xun was filled with mixed feelings, his former enemy, and his current life-savior

Hotan Xun folded his hands together and murmured towards the top of the mountain: "Yes, the compassionate Commander Ma, may God and Buddha bless you, the elders, the elders, I will always remember the grace of saving my life and serve you all my life."

Of course, Ma Qian'an would not know the strange thoughts of this Japanese man, and he had no idea about it.

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