Rise from the sword

Chapter 228 The Komatsu Brigade is completely destroyed!
"Captain, there are a lot of enemies on the left flank."

"Captain, there are a lot of enemies on the right wing."

Hearing a series of reports from the accompanying adjutant, Seiji Komatsu, holding a samurai sword and wearing a plaster flag, suddenly turned his head and looked at the enemies rushing from both wings.

"This is·····"

By the light of the explosion, he estimated the number of troops attacking his flank.

On each side, the attacking enemy was no less than 200 people. According to the formation of only troops, there were two companies, which was equivalent to the number of defenders in the frontal position he was attacking at this time.

There are two companies on each side, that is to say, there are no less than his brigade of enemies attacking him from both wings.

Seeing the enemies on the two wings, Seiji Komatsu, who was the captain of the Lieutenant Commander and graduated from the military academy, instantly understood that the precarious front position was not because of insufficient enemy troops, but because it was an ambush circle set up against him.

If his prediction is correct, at this time behind him, there is also an enemy force responsible for blocking the retreat.

His brigade has been completely surrounded by the enemy, and it is a turtle in an urn.

The enemy's purpose is not to prevent him from supporting the military column, but to wipe him out.

Completely wiped out!

Completely wiped out!

This group of people only wants to wipe out a large Imperial Japanese Army brigade in Wendian Village, which is only a few tens of kilometers away from Taiyuan, where the First Army is stationed, on the railway occupied by the empire, and in the hinterland of the imperial occupied area.

"Bagaya Road."

When this idea appeared in his mind, the anger in Komatsu Seiji's heart burst suddenly, and the rescue army column that he had been obsessed with before, as well as the idea of ​​supplies on the rescue army column disappeared.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind.

He wants to kill this group of only takers.

He wants to kill this group of only people who dare to despise the majesty of the Imperial Army.

Tightening the plaster turban on his forehead, the red-faced Komatsu Seiji looked at the nearly a hundred devils gathered around him.As the captain of the brigade, the main force of the brigade gathered around him is the most powerful unit in his brigade.

Clang...

With the samurai sword in his hand raised high, Seiji Komatsu's voice was hoarse and crazy:
"My lords, it's time to be loyal to the Great Japanese Empire."

"Long live the locust."

"Long live the Great Japanese Empire."

The fierce words stimulated the grassroots soldiers who had been brainwashed by Bushido for a long time. The faces of nearly a hundred devils around Seiji Komatsu turned red, and some devils took out a red plaster towel from their waists and tied them on their heads, and each of them held a bayonet , howling, followed his team leader and rushed towards the enemy.

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At night, when someone inserted superior forces into the flank of the troops, the Komatsu Brigade in Wendian Village immediately fell into chaos.

The formation was broken, the troops were divided, and an effective counterattack could not be organized.

Occasionally, a squadron leader or squad leader managed to organize a team of dozens of people, but was quickly dispersed by the independent regiment with a larger team and more intense firepower.

Even because the distance was too close, a small-scale hand-to-hand battle broke out between the two sides.

In this situation.

at last.

Leader Li's machete, which hadn't seen blood for almost a year, saw blood again this time. After a year, he finally recalled the joy of cutting the devil's head with the machete when he was in Xinyituan.

"Ha ha····"

"It's still exciting."

He chopped a little devil to the ground with one knife, and the touch of his hand made Li Yunlong laugh heartily.

this year.

To be precise, since he met Brother Chen Fan, he has never slashed a devil with a knife. Every time he went to the battlefield, he charged with a knife in his hand, and found out that the knife was almost useless. Forced to drop the knife and use the shell gun to barely grab one or two heads.

Although the bayonet training of the Independence Regiment has not fallen, and has even been strengthened over the past year, there has been almost no hand-to-hand combat.

When I came to the Independence Regiment, I encountered devils, grenades, machine guns, and cannonballs. There was no bayonet at all. Before the hand-to-hand combat started, the devils were gone.

This way the battle is faster and more enjoyable, and the casualties are smaller. Modern warfare should also be conducted in this way, but in Li Yunlong's heart, he still misses the feeling of killing devils with big knives.

However, the reality is cruel, and nostalgia cannot be tolerated.

When Li Yunlong finally chopped down the devil for the first time in a year, he had no choice but to put away the big blade and aimed at the devil with the twenty-gun pistol in his hand.

After all, there were more than 30 independent regiment fighters charging with him. Although these people had bayonets hanging on them, there were also many guys with shell guns. It's not an easy job for a guy to steal a head.

As soon as these chaotic devils came forward, a series of bullets flew directly, and they were killed instantly. Because of the blood feud of the victims, these guys murderous devils were more ruthless than usual.

Hand-to-hand combat will only break out when the two sides are in a melee and are worried about hurting their own people.

His head was also because when the devils were surrounded, he was afraid of accidentally injuring the soldiers on the opposite side, so he chose to use a knife to resolve the battle.

Snapped·····

After killing the second result of the night with one shot, Li Yunlong suddenly squatted down, then squinted his eyes, and looked forward.

With the help of the flames of the explosion, Li Yunlong saw a lot of little devils rushing towards this side in the distance, the number of them was close to 200, and the leader was an officer holding a samurai sword and wearing a plaster flag on his head.

With his keen eyesight, Li Yunlong could clearly see that it was a devil lieutenant who rushed over.

At this time, the battle is coming to an end, the devils who were divided and surrounded have been wiped out, even the artillery squad of the devils has been wiped out by the companies behind them, and the rest of the devils have gathered around Seiji Komatsu for the final desperate charge .

"Ha ha····"

"Come on."

Li Yunlong was overjoyed to find the leader of the devil team, and rushed forward with a big blade in his hands, screaming while charging: "Leave that devil to me. No one is allowed to snatch it."

It's not just Li Yunlong.

The last wave of devils also attracted the gathering of almost all troops.

At this time, the remnant troops of the devils were in the center, surrounded by eight companies of the independent regiment in a surrounding posture with more than [-] soldiers. At first, the two sides fired at each other and attacked each other.

In the end, because the distance was too short and they were afraid of being accidentally shot, a fierce hand-to-hand battle was launched in the middle of the railway.

When Li Datuan finally got close to the captain of the devil Zhongzuo, and was about to kill the Japanese army lieutenant, he watched the devil Zhongzuo suddenly shattered, starting from the chest, torn apart.

Even, the head of a ghost behind him shattered like a watermelon.

"Monk, you are a bitch."

This scene caused Li Datuan to jump up and curse at him.

Li Yunlong didn't need to think about a weapon with such power. It was the monk's two Laoshizi Desert Eagles.

There is not much suspense about the outcome of the final battle. The Komatsu brigade was wiped out, but the night battle will limit the advantage of firepower.

In this campaign, the independent regiment led by Li Yunlong wiped out 370 and nine Japanese soldiers from the Komatsu Brigade at the cost of 210 seven casualties, of which 480 were killed.

"Clean up the battlefield."

Putting away the big blade, Li Yunlong didn't care about the revenge of being robbed of his head by the monk. His tone was dignified:
"Hurry up, devil reinforcements are coming."

Even though a brigade of devils had just been wiped out, Li Yunlong knew very well that this was the hinterland of the Japanese army, and there were heavy devils stationed around, so he had to lead the team away as soon as possible.

After all, they also need to transport machinery and equipment.

Even if it is a mule-drawn cart, the speed of the cart is far inferior to the devil's car.

"Captain."

At this moment, a correspondent ran over: "Regimental Commander Ding asked me to inform you that all the machines and supplies on the military column have been loaded, and the transport team has already set off, and it is expected to arrive at Luoshui Lake at [-]:[-]."

One mile in front of Luoshui Lake is the mountain road for the troops to transport machinery and supplies into the mountain.

For those light machines, big mules can carry them all over the mountain.

"it is good."

Li Yunlong's tone was full of surprise: "Lao Ding's movements are really fast enough."

Calculating the time, he calculated that it took less than 10 minutes for Ding Wei to annihilate the devil's army guards and load and unload the cargo.

Suddenly a soldier ran over, holding a binoculars in his hand, and said in a flustered tone, "Commander, the railway patrol that spotted the devil in the distance is coming here along the railway, and it's only three miles away from us."

"Railway Patrol?"

Li Yunlong's pupils shrank.

It was only about an hour before they started, and the devil's railway patrol arrived so quickly, which was far beyond his expectations.

According to the information given by Brother Chen, only Taiyuan and the coal mines [-] kilometers away from Luoxian County have the devil's armored patrol team stationed. According to the time, no matter how fast they are, they shouldn't be here now. !

"Ready to fight."

Pulling out the shell gun that had just been inserted into his waist, Li Yunlong shouted loudly.

Although he didn't know what went wrong, Li Yunlong knew very well that he had to stop this group of devils armored patrols here. Once these devils caught up with the transport team, they would definitely lose a lot of supplies.

The devil's railway patrol squadron is equipped with armored vehicles.

Soon, the soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield immediately began to set up their positions, and Li Yunlong, who was holding a telescope, also saw the lights coming from the railway in the distance.

"It should be that the patrol team from the coal mine arrived in Luo County ahead of schedule."

Looking at the direction of the armored vehicle, Li Yunlong thought in his heart:

Luo County is a county in name, but it is actually a small village with few people. Because there is a railway passing by, the devils built a road leading to the coal mine there.

"However, how to deal with this armored vehicle?"

Seeing the armored vehicles getting closer, Li Yunlong frowned.

It was too late to plant the bomb.

It is very dangerous for the death squads to bring grenades to blow up, and the success rate is very low. There are devils guarding the armored vehicle, and it is not easy to get close. Unless it is absolutely necessary, Li Yunlong does not want to use this method.

It was too late to adjust the Type [-] infantry artillery.

As for mortars, they are very poor against moving armored vehicles.

"Captain, I have a way to deal with the little devil's armored vehicle."

While Li Yunlong frowned and thought, the monk suddenly came up to him.

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(End of this chapter)