Chapter six hundred and ninety fourth successive sinking
The big torch in Fushan made everyone tremble with fear. No one thought that the air force's attack would be so terrifying. The burning flames were constantly devouring lives, and Japanese soldiers could be vaguely seen.
Struggling and crying, their bodies were all covered in flames, and each of them roared like a ghost.
From the beginning, Mitsue Yui had full confidence in Okamura Neji, thinking that this was the best way to regain face. Didn’t Fengjun want to hold a grand acceptance ceremony? Then let’s accept it with the sound of gunfire, those who are timid
Do the Chinese people still dare to participate? How will those reporters report it? Thinking of this, Yui Mitsuo also sneered proudly.
At this time, one of his subordinates suddenly ran over in a hurry. Because he ran too fast, he hit the door on his forehead, leaving a bruise.
"Report, report, Commander, the Chinese have attacked Fushan!"
"Ah!" Yui Mitsuo's eyes immediately widened: "What are you talking about? How could the Chinese break through the solid defense line? Are Okamura and the others just a decoration?"
"Commander, go and take a look. The floating mountain has turned into a sea of flames. I'm afraid Lieutenant Colonel Okamura won't be able to hold on!"
After hearing this, Yubi Guangwei couldn't stand it any more, and hurriedly ran outside and looked towards Fushan. He could clearly see the raging fire on Fushan without using a telescope, with the flames flying and the fire snakes scurrying around.
It looked as if hell had descended.
"ah!"
Yuhi Hikaru was also completely stunned. He had no idea how Fengjun did this, but one thing was certain. That was that Fushan was really over. No one could believe it. Under the scorching flames
If anyone survives, all his wishes have come to nothing.
All the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away. Yuhi Mitsue sat down on the ground. Seeing the general's appearance, the people around him hurriedly came over to help him.
"Leave me alone, send a telegram to Okamura Neiji, and ask him to withdraw no matter what. I want to find out what weapons the Chinese used!"
The subordinates followed the order and went to give the orders. Yuhi Mikado had a gray face and murmured: "God will not bless the empire, God will not bless the empire..."
Even Li Jinglin, who created the afterimage of Fushan, was surprised. He did not expect that the ground-penetrating bombs would have such destructive power. This is simply an artifact for dealing with fortresses. As long as there are enough ground-penetrating bombs, there will be no fortresses.
Can't knock it open.
At least the burning power is even more amazing. I heard that the arsenal is also developing special incendiary bombs. Once successful, it will be a real sea of fire.
Thinking of this, Li Jinglin also felt excited. This is the power of science and technology, this is the result of industrialization. In future wars, it will depend on who can come up with more powerful weapons and who can drop more ammunition.
Ji Jinchun, who was also watching from the side, also had his eyes widened. He had never expected that Fengjun would develop to this extent. It was simply an eye-opener.
"Okay. Great! Let these little devils run rampant, and they will have what they have today. It's great, it's really great!"
At this time, Huang Xiansheng had already led the tanks to charge forward. Although there was sporadic resistance along the way, it had no effect at all. The armored troops rushed straight up Fushan and cleared away the remaining Japanese strongholds one by one.
More than a hundred Japanese soldiers died in the ground-penetrating bomb attack, and the subsequent fire burned another two to three hundred people to death. Of course, there were still seven to eight hundred Japanese soldiers guarding Fushan, but their courage had been completely frightened.
Bombs exploding deep underground and horrific flames have simply become their nightmare.
The Japanese also suffered a rout. When the Fengjun tanks came, they did not dare to resist. Some even ran away. Failure spread like a plague, causing more Japanese troops to lose the courage to resist.
In a hidden fortress, Okamura Neiji is hiding inside. As the best "three-feathered bird" in the non-commissioned officer academy, he has extraordinary arrogance and arrogance, and he also has strong confidence in the Japanese Empire.
.Although the war just ended, the Japanese were defeated.
But Okamura believed that this was due to the incompetence of the frontline officers. If it had been him, there would have been absolutely no problem and the Chinese could have been defeated easily. But after actually facing the Feng army, he felt terrible. During the air raid,
An earth-penetrating bomb exploded dozens of meters away from them.
The terrifying fluctuations were like an earthquake. He even suspected that he had died at that moment. He finally escaped the terrible bombing, followed by even more terrifying flames. Okamura's hair and uniform were burned.
There were traces of falling off, and black ash was everywhere on his face and body, making him look like a kid from hell.
He did not expect that he would be so embarrassed. Okamura suddenly grabbed his saber and was about to commit suicide. Failure was a shame he could not accept. The guard on the side grabbed his hand tightly.
"Sir, the failure is not your fault. The Chinese used despicable new weapons. We were unprepared. You should survive and tell the empire everything to avoid suffering losses next time!"
After Okamura heard this, he also regained some consciousness. Indeed, he should not die like this, but should find an opportunity to defeat China.
"Give an order for everyone to evacuate Fushan!"
Okamura sneaked out of the fortress and hurriedly escaped under the protection of the guards. At this time, Fengjun's tanks had already rushed up. In the light of the fire, the steel behemoths loomed, easily crushing the Japanese positions one after another.
Machine guns, artillery, and even personnel were all ruthlessly crushed.
Seeing this scene, Okamura felt sincerely fearful. The empire had lagged behind the Chinese in land and air force. Facing an endless stream of new weapons, no matter how brave they were, they could not defeat the powerful enemy.
Okamura did not dare to stay any longer. He stamped his feet and ran down the mountain. The sound of gunfire from behind was still ringing in his ears. The Japanese soldiers around him continued to die. Dead bodies were everywhere up and down the mountain.
Okamura didn't know how long he ran before finally getting rid of his pursuers.
At this time, Yuhiguangwei had already sent people over and took him away immediately. The old man was eager to know what kind of magic Feng Jun used. In a few hours, a strong fortress was completely destroyed.
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When the sky turned around, the spring breeze was gentle and the sun was bringing warmth. If it weren't for the flames still burning on the Fushan Mountain, everyone would have even forgotten the brief but tragic conflict that had just ended.
Outside Qingdao, there was a sea of people. Countless Shandong elders rushed here consciously. Chinese and foreign reporters, military and political officials, celebrities from all walks of life, everyone who could come came. Everyone wanted to witness a great moment.
Just like the handover ceremony in front of Erling Mountain, Parliament Speaker Liang Qichao, Fengjun Representative Ji Jinchun, and Army Commander Li Jinglin, surrounded by everyone, came to take over Qingdao. Victory was written on each of their faces.
The smile of the reporter, and according to Li Jinglin's suggestion, the participating soldiers did not wear military uniforms, but only ordinary training clothes, and some even opened their lapels, appearing to be unconcerned.
The Japanese dared to show off to Fengjun in Fushan, and Fengjun was about to regain the lost face. Everyone laughed and laughed. But the Japanese side was gloomy. If the old people still had some pride in the past and looked down on Fengjun,
But after yesterday's battle, he was completely defeated.
From the very beginning, the small people of these island countries fear the strong and advocate violence. However, they softened in the face of Fengjun's strength. They completed the handover ceremony honestly. The Fengjun army was cheered by the people.
, drove into Qingdao, the pearl of the Shandong Peninsula, finally returned to the hands of the Chinese.
Liang Qichao also delivered a passionate speech in front of the former Qingdao Garrison Headquarters. This headquarters was originally the German governor's residence. Now the Chinese have become the masters again, and everyone is happy.
The news of the recapture of Qingdao quickly spread across the country through radio waves. This was extremely exciting news for everyone, except Zhu Xingwu, who was also a little dumbfounded by the soldiers on the side.
"Boss, are we in trouble?"
"Don't you even have to ask? We are in big trouble!"
"Then can you take back those mines?"
"Fart, that's a magnetic mine. Our submarine will go over and it's guaranteed to trigger. Do you want to die?"
The first mate shook his head: "Boss, what do you think we should do?"
"What else can we do? Let's try to sneak back into the country. Whoever caused our radio to suddenly break down was an unintentional mistake. I believe the superiors will not pursue it." Zhu Xingwu could only comfort himself in this way.
"Captain, there's a call coming from China!" The correspondent handed over the telegram, which contained only one line of text. Keep radio silent and go to Vladivostok to wait for orders. In case of enemy attack, the entire ship will be martyred and no contact will be allowed!
After seeing the last eight words, Zhu Xingwu's whole body went cold. If he hadn't been in big trouble, he would never have said such a thing in China. He simply regarded them as abandoned children. Zhu Xingwu was completely stupid, but
He had no choice but to follow the order, change his course, and quietly sail towards the Tsushima Strait.
Zhu Xingwu didn't know that they had indeed made a huge fuss. Just as Fengjun and the Japanese had just completed the handover ceremony, a Japanese patrol ship exploded outside Tokyo Bay, and no one on board survived.
It was close to the Yokosuka base, and the Combined Fleet hurriedly sent two warships to come to the rescue. As a result, one of the light cruisers also hit a mine and exploded. The warship did not sink immediately. Through the survivors, everyone knew that it had encountered a mine.
The Japanese immediately dispatched minesweepers to investigate everywhere. As a result, both minesweepers hit mines and exploded without exception, and the hunters were immediately eaten by their prey.
Over the next few days, five or six Japanese warships sank one after another, and the waters off Yokosuka suddenly became a deserted place that everyone talked about. Some people even said that there were sea monsters underwater.
The frustrated Japanese government immediately thought of China, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs suddenly found itself in trouble again.