"Commander, you should have seen it! Those shells streaked across the sky like meteors before blossoming right in the middle of the Japanese Army’s victory parade. In an instant, flames shot into the sky and smoke filled the air. The Japanese were blown apart, their ranks shattered, their screams echoing endlessly. It was truly satisfying!" The adjutant’s face glowed with the thrill of vengeance as he continued, "Those arrogant Japanese soldiers were falling like harvested wheat. Their blood stained the streets of Nanjing City—it was the retribution they deserved!"
"And that’s not all, Commander! Their tanks, armored vehicles, and heavy artillery—the very equipment they were so proud of for this ceremony—were all destroyed. Those steel beasts were reduced to scrap, torn to pieces by the howitzer fire as if they were nothing but fragile toys. Some tanks were flipped over entirely, their tracks snapped and turrets blown clean off. The armored vehicles were struck and crumpled, the Japanese inside scorched to a crisp. As for their artillery, the very tools they used to invade our land, they have all been reduced to piles of scrap iron scattered across the ground." The adjutant grew more and more animated, his eyes welling with tears—a release of emotions long suppressed.
As Jiang Shan listened to the adjutant’s account, the deep furrows in his brow gradually smoothed, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. He could almost see the smoke-filled battlefield, the Japanese Ar…
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