The area outside the command post was shrouded in yellow smoke, with white sheets and tablecloths hanging everywhere. The Dahua military here had already ceased resistance, just like other Dahua troops elsewhere.
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"We surrender! We surrender!" When they saw a No. 4 tank crush half of a low wall, revealing its colossal body, the Dahua soldiers on the other side of the ruins raised their hands in succession.
The battle within Fengjiang City began to fragment. Organized resistance had already crumbled a while ago, with only some spontaneous small units engaging in guerrilla warfare.
But they could no longer determine the outcome of the battle—without logistical support, they would soon run out of ammunition and lose their combat capability, left with no choice but to surrender honestly or be killed.