Others show their swords, I show my missiles!

The night was as black as ink. Our army camped outside Xinxiang City. The bonfires were twinkling but silent.

The target of the 1st Regiment of the Independent Brigade is not Xinxiang!

At the dawn, our soldiers had packed their bags and were ready to set off. They quietly left Xinxiang City and set out on the journey to the Beast Extermination Valley.

The Japanese in Xinxiang felt that something was wrong and did not dare to leave the city to investigate for two hours.

During the two hours of shock and fear, I didn't even have time to eat breakfast, nor did I see the People's Liberation Army attack the city.

It was not until the city gates were carefully opened and a few scouts were sent out that the scouts came back two hours later to report that the People's Liberation Army had indeed gone far away.

The Xinxiang defenders finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the commander sat down on his chair and began to snore.

Fortunately, the chief of staff was smart and quickly contacted Hata Ushichi. But unfortunately, it was too late. The 16st Regiment of our Independent Brigade had already broken through multiple blockades like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and rushed to the back of the th Division, and joined forces with the th Regiment to surround the th Division.

In fact, of the four heavy combined battalions of the 1st Regiment, only one was used to deal with the 6th Division; the other three were prepared to deal with emergencies.

After all, there are several other divisions on the way behind the Sixth Division.

The Sixth Division was like a blind giant beast, unaware of the changes happening quietly behind it.

Their vanguard team had carefully crossed the Beast Valley, also known as the Valley of Death, yesterday without encountering any obstacles, as if this dangerous road was just a small episode on their road to conquest.

However, as they continued to stride forward, an unexpected attack suddenly struck.

The soldiers of the 16th Regiment were like tigers descending from the mountains, launching a head-on attack on them that seemed to the Japanese to be thunderous. In fact, the soldiers of the 16th Regiment only used one-third of their strength in order to scare away the th Division.

The Sixth Division had to urgently adjust its tactics and disperse the Long-legged Cat cannons, with each gun being independent and each unit maintaining a safe distance of more than 200 meters.

They thought that this would prevent them from being destroyed in one fell swoop by the concentrated firepower of our artillery. Indeed, such a layout required our army to mobilize artillery power several times that of the enemy every time we wanted to destroy their artillery.

However, such tactical adjustments also invisibly weakened the power of the Japanese artillery.

More than a dozen artillery pieces were fighting independently, lacking unified command and dispatch. For the Japanese who lacked a modern command system, this was undoubtedly a chaotic disaster.

Although their artillery fire was still fierce, they could no longer form an effective combined force and could not pose a fatal threat to our army.

Otherwise, the enemy's weapon was a 155mm cannon, not a small-caliber mortar! Even a heavy infantry fighting vehicle with thick skin and flesh would be scrapped if it was hit by a single shot!

Moreover, this type of cannon had a long range, so our artillery had to move to another position after firing a few shots.

The Japs launched a fierce bombardment on the frontline positions of the 16th Regiment with cannons, and the artillery battalion of the 16th Regiment did not show any weakness and launched a powerful counterattack.

The two sides engaged in a fierce artillery battle.

After a day of fierce fighting, all the Japanese long-legged cats were killed.

Our artillery fire was attracted by the Japanese artillery, and the Japanese infantry was not directly hit by our artillery fire. They became more and more arrogant, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

The Sixth Division was completely immersed in the joy of victory. They mistakenly believed that our army had fallen into their trap and the main force had been transferred to the direction of Yangcheng.

However, they were completely unaware that the crisis behind them had quietly arrived.

Captain Ding, who was famous for blowing up bridges, surprisingly did not order the bridge to be blown up this time.

If the Japanese knew anything about Captain Ding, they should be able to smell a conspiracy based on this alone.

If our army was really repelled, why didn't we blow up the roads and bridges in time to delay the Japanese attack?

However, the Sixth Division was so immersed in its arrogant fantasies that it had no idea that it had fallen into our army's trap.

At this time, the 16st and th Regiments of our Independent Brigade had set up a tight net, waiting for the arrival of the th Division.

The vanguard of the Sixth Division was still marching forward in a swagger. They might still be wary of the enemy ahead, but completely ignored the crisis behind them.

Our heavy combined battalion has quietly approached them, ready to give them a fatal blow.

At the critical moment when the 16th Division was surrounded, our soldiers suddenly launched a fierce attack. This time, the th Regiment used all its strength.

There is an open area outside the Beast-Exterminating Valley, and this terrain is very suitable for the performance of our army's heavy infantry fighting vehicles.

Our 16th Regiment, taking advantage of the open terrain, deployed more than a hundred heavy infantry fighting vehicles, waiting for the right opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the Japanese th Division.

The sun shines on this open land. Our army's heavy infantry fighting vehicles are like steel giants, lurking quietly, each of which exudes a fierce murderous aura. The soldiers are in high spirits, holding their weapons tightly, and their eyes reveal a firm belief.

Suddenly, Ding Wei gave an order, and more than a hundred heavy infantry fighting vehicles rushed towards the enemy like wild horses. The dust was rolled up by the vehicles, forming a huge khaki barrier that covered the sky and the sun.

The beasts of the Sixth Division were still humming songs leisurely when they suddenly saw this torrent of steel head-on and were immediately terrified.

Their mouths opened into a big O shape, as if they wanted to swallow the sudden fear. Many animals slapped each other, trying to confirm from the pain that they were not dreaming.

However, they had no time to detect dreams and reality.

The soldiers of the 16th Regiment had already aimed at the enemy. The roar of machine guns resounded through the sky, and the whistling of artillery shells shook the earth. The heavy infantry fighting vehicles opened fire at full power, beating the Japanese without any chance of fighting back.

The entire battlefield was instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​fire, with the sounds of explosions, shouts, and gunfire intertwined together, forming a tragic picture.

These devils were caught off guard by the sudden and fierce attack. The smiles on their faces froze in an instant, replaced by fear and panic.

They fled in all directions, trying to escape the crushing of this steel behemoth, but in the face of such powerful firepower, their struggles seemed so powerless and futile.

The heavy infantry fighting vehicles' artillery fire was like thunder, annihilating the enemies one by one. The Japanese were routed under this fierce attack, their formation was in disarray, and they completely lost the ability to resist.

It was not until then that the devils of the Sixth Division fully understood why the Fifth Division had been defeated so quickly and so thoroughly.

They began to realize that facing such a powerful People's Liberation Army and the crushing of heavy infantry fighting vehicles, even if three or five divisions joined forces, they would probably not be able to break through the defense line ahead.

Fear and despair spread in the hearts of the Japanese soldiers. They no longer thought about how to fight, but how to escape. Without waiting for orders from their superiors, they fled backwards in a swarm.

However, escaping in the chaos was not easy.

The Japanese soldiers at the back were unable to react and continued to march forward as planned. As a result, they were squeezed together with their fleeing companions in front, creating a chaotic scene.

At this time, the artillery fire from the 16th Regiment of our army roared in again, and another round of fierce artillery fire made the Japanese pay a heavy price.

In the end, the remaining Japanese soldiers fled into the Beast-Exterminating Valley. They still did not dare to stay and continued to flee backwards.

They knew very well that the Beast-Exterminating Valley was definitely not a safe place.

During the escape, the Beast Killing Valley was once again bombarded with artillery fire, and nearly 10,000 devils were killed here. They left behind all their heavy equipment just to escape from this place of death.

The Japanese soldiers breathed a sigh of relief after passing through the Beast-Killing Valley. Given the terrain of the Valley, it was difficult for infantry fighting vehicles to pass through quickly, and the People's Liberation Army should not pursue them to the rear of the Valley.