Chapter 299: Hell Missile Decapitation Strike
“Hell Missiles, aim all of them at that Col for me!”
Liu Weidong quickly issued orders to the gunners.
“Yes, Regiment Commander.” The gunners immediately urgently aimed the Hell Missiles at Aokou.
Still, someone couldn’t help but say to Liu Weidong, “Regiment Commander, using all eight Hell Missiles at once—isn’t that too wasteful? Should we save half?”
“No need, use them all!” Liu Weidong waved his hand.
The accuracy of these Hell Missiles wasn’t guaranteed to hit every time, so it was necessary to ensure that they took out the Japanese Troops’ commander in one go.
Without the commander, the Japanese Invaders’ morale would collapse rapidly.
Soon, all the Hell Missiles were aimed, and the rear covers were removed, with the fuses pulled out.
Liu Weidong ordered without hesitation, “Light the fuses.”
“Yes.”
The gunners took out matches and immediately lit the fuses of the Hell Missiles.
Sizzle!
The eight Hell Missiles had their fuses lit almost simultaneously, burning fiercely and getting shorter and shorter.
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Major General Miyai picked up one of the Rocket Launchers, glanced at it, and didn’t think there was any technical content in the Cannon Barrel.
Major General Miyai said, “These Cannonballs for the Shoulder-mounted Cannon used by the Chinese People don’t seem to be propelled by Chamber Pressure. The key technology must be in these Cannonballs.”
After saying that, Major General Miyai bent down to examine the Cannonballs.
At that moment, Major General Miyai suddenly felt uneasy inside.
This was his battlefield-honed sixth sense.
Whenever crisis struck, Major General Miyai’s sixth sense would warn him in time.
Major General Miyai immediately looked up toward the Battlefield.
On the Battlefield, the Emperor’s soldiers and Eighth Route Army soldiers were still locked in a stalemate, with white blades going in and red blades coming out.
Those Eighth Route Army soldiers holding Molotov Cocktails were still desperately approaching the Tanks.
And the Tanks’ Machine Guns were also desperately suppressing and firing to prevent these Eighth Route Army from approaching crazily.
Major General Miyai didn’t see anything on this Battlefield that could threaten him.
But he still quickly ordered, “Everyone, evacuate this place immediately, evacuate now!”
The Japanese Officers in the Command Post all tacitly understood; in past crises, Major General Miyai’s sixth sense had warned them in time.
Several times, they had escaped with their lives thanks to Major General Miyai’s sixth sense warning.
Unfortunately, this time Major General Miyai’s sixth sense foresight was a bit slow.
Or rather, the enemy’s actions were too swift, their preparations too thorough, with no holding back.
Major General Miyai and a group of Japanese Officers hadn’t run more than a few steps, hadn’t even left the Command Post, when they saw eight long Cannonballs suddenly shoot over from the Eighth Route Army’s Position.
There was no Chamber Pressure launch sound; they only saw the long Cannonballs dragging long trails of Smoke from behind, accelerating very quickly, arriving in an instant.
“Baka!” Major General Miyai’s eyes bulged instantly, his scalp exploding.
Kitano Chuji’s Logistics and Supplies had been attacked by these Cannonballs, and the Logistics and Supplies were gone.
The Kumamoto Division’s army and Direct Lineage were at a critical moment in battle when the Eighth Route Army fired a salvo of these Cannonballs, destroying the army’s Heavy Cannon Position and reversing the army’s battle situation.
And at this moment!
These Cannonballs appeared again.
They were too terrifying, with too strong Concealment—even Airplane couldn’t detect them.
As soon as they appeared, they meant death.
Now, he had nowhere to escape!
The Japanese Officers around Major General Miyai were all dumbfounded.
Staring at the Hell Missiles flying toward them, their minds went blank instantly.
We’re in this Col, the Eighth Route Army can’t see the Command Post—how could they precisely target it.
However, someone looking at the Rocket Launcher underfoot understood.
It was this Eighth Route Army Rocket Launcher that exposed the location.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
……
The eight Hell Missiles flew into this Col almost simultaneously, and the Col was quickly enveloped by the gun smoke from the violent explosions.
The Japanese Invaders in this Col were either torn to Fragments by the explosion Shockwave on the spot or hurled high into the sky.
However, there were still lucky ones.
This lucky one was none other than Major General Miyai.
Although the Hell Cannonballs covered this area in bombardment, Major General Miyai was still some distance from the impact point.
So he wasn’t killed on the spot.
But he was severely injured and passed out.
The Command Post suddenly suffering a fatal blow had an enormous impact on the Japanese Invaders fighting on the Battlefield.
They widened their eyes in disbelief, faces full of incredulity.
Some Japanese Invaders, distracted, were seized by the opportunity by the opposing Eighth Route Army soldiers—a thrust or slash dealing a fatal wound.
“Well done, that little Japanese Invaders’ Command Post is definitely gone.” Liu Weidong saw the good results from the eight Hell Missiles and immediately shouted, “Comrades, the Japanese Invaders’ Command Post has been taken out—charge for me, everyone charge out and chop the little Japanese Invaders!”
The Eighth Route Army soldiers’ morale soared instantly, charging like Fierce Tigers down the mountain, vying to be first.
Light and Heavy Machine Guns and Grenade Launcher Mortars provided extremely fierce Cover Firepower, suppressing the Light and Heavy Machine Guns behind the Japanese Invaders.
The remaining Tanks and Armored Vehicles of the Japanese Invaders, seeing the situation turn bad, urgently reversed.
“Baka, no retreating—we must charge through, no retreating!”
Although many mid- and low-level Japanese Invaders commanders roared desperately to steady the line.
But it was useless; without the commander, it was like the momentum was broken.
Once the momentum was broken, it was defeat like a landslide.
Japanese Invaders’ Armored Vehicles reversed hastily, even crushing their own people.
The screams of their own people were directly drowned out by the Tanks’ engine roars.
Many Japanese Invaders were crushed into meat pies by the Tanks, becoming part of the Soil’s nutrients.
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“Brigade Commander, Brigade Commander.” The Military Doctor ran up to the Col and found Major General Miyai from the ruins.
Major General Miyai was still unconscious; the Military Doctor called twice with no response and quickly checked his condition.
The Military Doctor’s brows furrowed instantly; Major General Miyai’s external wounds were minor, mainly internal injuries.
His organs were severely damaged; even rushing him to the Field Hospital for treatment offered slim hope.
Not to mention this was on the Battlefield—their Military Train had been attacked by the Eighth Route Army, and their Medicine had fallen into Eighth Route Army hands.
There were no conditions to treat Major General Miyai at all.
Actually, the best option now was to give Major General Miyai a quick end, a shot to the head to let him pass painlessly.
But the Military Doctor couldn’t bring himself to do it.
Seeing the troops rapidly retreating under the Eighth Route Army’s Counterattack, the Military Doctor simply placed Major General Miyai on a Stretcher, and two Military Doctors carried him away quickly.
Facing the Japanese Invaders’ rout, Liu Weidong didn’t hesitate and ordered the Troops to Pursue decisively.
In the end, the enemy escaped from Liu Weidong’s grasp thanks to the Tanks’ speed advantage and the War Horses’ four legs.
“Damn it!” Seeing some Japanese Invaders Tanks escape, the Third Battalion Commander said irritably to Liu Weidong, “Regiment Commander, I didn’t complete the mission.”
“You’ve already done very well.” Liu Weidong praised, “Using Molotov Cocktails to take out over twenty Tanks and Armored Vehicles—that’s more than the Rocket Launchers took out.”
Then Liu Weidong said, “This battle Captured several hundred horses; next time we can ride horses to Pursue the enemy.”
The Japanese Invaders retreated hastily, leaving several hundred horses behind, which were intercepted by Liu Weidong’s Troops.
“Quickly clear the Battlefield, rebuild the defensive line, and strictly guard against the enemy returning!” Despite the great victory in the blocking battle, Liu Weidong didn’t let his guard down.
He ordered the Troops to hurry and clear the Battlefield, rebuilding the defensive line.
Although the Japanese Invaders’ Reinforcement Troops had retreated and the commander was likely as good as dead, their Supplies were still in our hands—they would probably come back.
But now it was dark, their Airplanes couldn’t come.
Without the Type 92 Infantry Gun, without the Hell Cannon, without the Hell Missiles.
But we still had the Grenade Launcher Mortar and Molotov Cocktails.
With the Night Combat advantage, we could still block the Japanese Invaders from returning.
“Regiment Commander, these lost Rocket Launchers have all been found.” The Battalion Commander dug the Rocket Launchers out from the Col’s ruins; most of the Cannon Barrels were deformed by the explosions and unusable.
As for the Rockets, they had all detonated, none left.
Liu Weidong remained calm: “As long as they’re all found, it’s fine if they’re damaged—take the broken ones back to the Border Region Arsenal, and Factory Director Li can melt them down and remake them.”
Liu Weidong also had people drag out all the corpses of the Japanese Officers from the Col.
Most were unrecognizable, even reduced to Fragments.
Liu Weidong didn’t find the corpse with general stars on the shoulders and couldn’t help saying, “According to Intelligence, this Japanese Invaders commander was a Major General—could these eight Hell Missiles not have taken him out?”
“Regiment Commander, maybe he was blown to Fragments by the Cannonballs,” someone said to Liu Weidong.
“No, this Japanese Invaders commander wasn’t blown apart.” Liu Weidong shook his head, “He was most likely carried away by other Japanese Invaders, because we don’t see his General’s Sword here.”
Hell Missiles can shatter bodies, but not a General’s Sword.
One General’s Sword can be exchanged for a Hell Cannon at the Border Region Arsenal.
Liu Weidong’s Hell Cannon had been lost to Airplane attacks; if they could Capture the Japanese Invaders Major General’s Commanding Sword, they could exchange for another Hell Cannon.
Unfortunately, no sight of the Japanese Invaders Major General’s corpse—it must have been carried away with him and the sword by other Japanese Invaders.
“Even if this Japanese Invaders Major General was carried away by other Japanese Invaders, he definitely won’t survive,” someone else said.
“Mm.” Liu Weidong nodded, “Right, even if carried away, he’s surely gravely injured. With the Japanese Invaders’ current conditions, they can’t treat him—he might not see tomorrow’s sun.”
“Regiment Commander, our Hell Cannon is gone, and we didn’t get the General’s Sword—later…” Someone began to lament the loss of the Hell Cannon.
“No more Hell Cannon— we’ll figure something out later.” Liu Weidong interrupted, “Our current mission is to continue holding the line; the Japanese Invaders will definitely return.”
“Yes.”
