Holding the original shares, they fought all the way to the Korean War!

The entire gentle slope area turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Artillery fire, gunfire, screams, shouts, explosions...

The air was thick with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood, so strong that one just wanted to cover their mouth and nose.

Zhou Tianyang changed to his eighth magazine on the rocky platform.

He quickly scanned the battlefield through the scope, confirming the course of the battle.

The Japanese artillery positions have been completely silenced.

The infantry formation had been completely broken up, and the command system had been wiped out by him alone.

The remaining Japanese soldiers had lost unified command and effective organization, and were fighting independently.

Zhou Tianyang refocused his gaze on the scope and continued searching for a new target.

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese sergeant killed. 50 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant killed. 200 points awarded.]

The system notification sound was still ringing in his mind.

He didn't know how many shots he had fired, nor did he care.

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese sergeant killed. 50 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

The system notification sound continued to ring.

Zhou Tianyang's finger continued to pull the trigger.

The smoke from the battlefield has not yet dissipated.

The air was filled with a strong smell of burning and blood.

The bodies of Japanese soldiers lay scattered on both sides of the road, some still twitching slightly, others unrecognizable from artillery fire.

Zhou Tianyang lay prone on the rocky platform, quickly scanning the entire battlefield through the scope.

In that last round of continuous firing, he had already emptied more than a dozen magazines, more than a hundred rounds.

Each bullet precisely claimed the life of a Japanese soldier.

The system notification sounds were still ringing intermittently in his mind.

But he no longer had time to check.

His finger remained on the trigger, his eyes searching for a new target amidst the smoke of gunfire.

Just then.

A figure caught his attention.

At the far west end of the convoy, behind an overturned truck, a person was crouching and moving quickly.

The man was wearing an ordinary officer's uniform, without any conspicuous insignia, a knife, or binoculars.

But Zhou Tianyang noticed something different in his movements and posture.

Those ordinary soldiers were panicked and disoriented during the rout.

This person would stop every few meters to observe the surrounding environment before continuing.

This person's actions on the battlefield are very professional.

Zhou Tianyang tried to lock onto that person with his crosshairs.

However, the opponent maintained an excellent rhythm of movement, and every time Zhou Tianyang's scope was aimed at his position.

He had already crawled behind the wreckage of another truck.

They hid it really fast.

Zhou Tianyang frowned slightly.

He did not see this person when he was sniping Regiment Commander Koichi Abe and several battalion-level officers.

This person had been hiding from the beginning and had escaped his hunt.

And now, with the team completely collapsed, this person is doing something.

The troops were reorganized and evacuated.

Zhou Tianyang continued to track the figure through his scope.

But he also knew that in such a chaotic battlefield, it would be extremely difficult to accurately snipe a target that was deliberately keeping a low profile.

This Japanese officer was clearly a veteran, well-versed in how to survive in the chaos of battle.

But he probably can't organize much more.

Zhou Tianyang shifted his gaze from the scope and quickly scanned the entire battlefield.

Those who were still alive were either lying motionless in the roadside drains or fleeing in the direction away from the gunfire.

Zhou Tianyang quickly estimated a number in his mind.

From the start of the war until now.

The artillery battalion's twenty mortars have fired more than two hundred shells.

The firepower of three infantry battalions poured down from the slopes on both sides, and he single-handedly sniped over a hundred targets.

Of the more than 3,000 men in the unit, how many are left now?

At most 1,200 or 1,300 people, or even fewer.

In other words, more than half of the Japanese soldiers had already died.

His gaze swept over the positions on the slopes on both sides.

The trenches and bunkers still retain their original shape, and the soldiers' firing positions continue to fire.

Zhou Tianyang pressed his eye back against the scope and searched again for the vanished Japanese battalion commander.

This time, he finally caught a glimpse of the other party.

At the very edge of the convoy, the man was gesturing to the fleeing soldiers behind him.

The meaning of that gesture was very clear.

Retreat, retreat.

The Japanese soldiers are about to escape.

Zhou Tianyang made his judgment almost immediately.

Although the captain was in a sorry state, he made the right decision.

Staying on the battlefield would only lead to their complete annihilation. The only chance was to retreat with the remaining troops before the New Second Regiment's battle lines were completely closed.

Zhou Tianyang put down his sniper rifle, turned to the side, and shouted towards the back of the slope.

"Correspondent!"

A soldier crouched down and ran up from the bunker behind the rock, squatting down next to Zhou Tianyang.

"Commander!"

"Go to the artillery position and tell Battalion Commander Tian that the Japanese are about to retreat. Tell him to extend the artillery fire forward and concentrate the attack on the rear of the convoy and the direction of Lugu."

"Don't give the Japanese any chance to regroup!"

"yes!"

The communications officer turned and ran, quickly rushing towards the artillery position along the concealed route on the other side of the slope.

His figure quickly disappeared at the edge of the depression.

Zhou Tianyang turned his attention back to the battlefield.

The artillery fire spread faster than he had anticipated.

The first round of extended firing shells had already landed on the section of road between the end of the convoy and the entrance to the valley.

The shells landed precisely in the middle of the Japanese retreat route.

The explosion instantly engulfed the Japanese officers who were trying to regroup.

"pretty!"

Zhou Tianyang said in a low voice.

Then he picked up the sniper rifle again and aimed the scope at the retreating Japanese troops.

The situation on the battlefield has now completely changed.

Half an hour ago, the Second New Regiment was ambushing the Japanese soldiers on the highway from the slope.

Now, it has become the Second New Regiment chasing after the retreating Japanese soldiers.

The remaining Japanese soldiers were running wildly along the road toward Lugu.

Everyone had only one thought.

Run, run as far as you can, run as fast as you can.

Tian Guoqiang's artillery fire continues to extend forward.

Each volley of shells landed precisely in front of and on the flanks of the retreating Japanese troops.

They blew up the fastest runners and knocked them to the ground, while forcing those who tried to escape to the slopes on either side back onto the road.

Twenty mortars fired alternately, forming a moving net of fire that relentlessly pursued the Japanese troops.

On both sides of the road, soldiers from the Second and Third Battalions had already rushed down the slope.

Tian Chengjun ran at the front, with the soldiers of the Second Battalion advancing in skirmish lines behind him.

Fire, advance, fire again!

Each volley could take down more than a dozen Japanese soldiers.

The commotion was even greater on the Third Battalion's side.

"Chase them! Chase them! Don't let them get away!"

"Don't let a single one escape!"

The soldiers of the Third Battalion charged faster and their formation became more dispersed.

Sun Shengli's tactical approach is very clear.

In a pursuit, speed and firepower trump everything.

As long as the Japanese are not given any chance to stop and regroup, they will continue to be defeated until they are completely annihilated.