Rise from the sword

Chapter 380 The monk's red spear, Wang Xikui's bayonet

"General."

In Yoshio Shinozuka's headquarters, Kazuki Yamamoto pointed to the location of the First Battalion and the First Company on the map, with an affirmative tone:
"The Eighth Route Army that appeared here is more than [-]% likely to be under Li Yunlong who appeared in Xinzhuang yesterday."

Yoshio Shinozuka, who was a bit haggard in his seat, didn't speak. He just glanced at Yamamoto, then looked down at the map Yamamoto laid out on the table, and listened quietly.

Without pausing, Yamamoto stated his reasons:

"This group of troops suddenly launched an attack on the nearby garrison brigade to cover the fleeing civilians, so it must be the troops of the Eighth Route Army."

"According to the telegram sent back by the garrison brigade, this group has relatively strong firepower. They are equipped with submachine guns and machine guns, as well as precision shooters. Only Li Yunlong's independent regiment is equipped with such weapons."

"Then based on the time when Xinzhuang Li Yunlong broke through last night, combined with the speed of the march on foot, they happened to march to this position in the early morning."

Yamamoto's finger pointed fiercely at the position of the First Battalion and the First Company.

"Order·····"

In order to deal with Captain Li, Yoshio Shinozuka has gone to the extreme of preferring to kill by mistake:

"The nearby brigade rushed to support quickly, and must arrive as quickly as possible."

After a pause, Yoshio Shinozuka even added:
"The cavalry reconnaissance unit can start first."

Learning from the mistakes made by the defense team yesterday, he didn't even follow up. He didn't believe in this group of useless defense teams at all.

After issuing the order, he was still lying on the table, looking for more troops, and even thought of mobilizing the planes, but after the Taiyuan Airport was bombarded, although it has been put into operation again, the loss of the fighter planes was too great. Spare parts depots far away were hit and caught fire, and there is a serious shortage of combat aircraft in North China.

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The devils who had scattered to chase the common people gradually gathered, and the advantage in numbers began to appear. Li Yunlong and others could only retreat while fighting, but the terrain was flat, and they had to retreat while avoiding the firepower of the devils. The retreat speed was very slow. The closer they got, the more dangerous the situation became.

If Li Yunlong and the others hadn't been so ruthless with their marksmanship and firepower, and the monk and the others rushed to support them, they would have been caught up long ago.

But the devils were not stupid. Seeing the opponent's strong firepower and accurate marksmanship, they suppressed a squadron with less than ten people, and then dispersed. One team wrapped around the front to pursue, and the other two pairs of flanks surrounded them.

Fortunately, as the first battalion and one company reacted, they rushed over one after another, gradually suppressing the devil's attack.

It's just that the situation is still not optimistic. The first battalion does have an advantage in firepower, but how many rifles can a submachine gun suppress?There were more than 400 devils, while the first battalion only had a little over 100, and they came in waves, without forming a scale, and they all responded hastily.Coupled with the fact that this is an open plain, it is even more difficult to fight.

"Monk, go cover the head."

While fighting and withdrawing, Wang Gensheng rolled over, rolling from one soil to another, avoiding several bullets fired by the devils, and at the same time, the submachine gun in his hand swept across an outcropping devil in the distance. yelled at the monk.

"Hey··"

The monk responded loudly, and the desert eagle in his hand sounded from time to time, while rushing towards Li Yunlong's position.

After several years of experience, the monk is now a top elite veteran. During the leap forward, he switched positions from time to time and moved around. Several devils aiming at the monk were dazzled, and the bullets still missed the monk.

After a few leaps, the monk successfully arrived near Li Yunlong, and the two guns in his hands rang out, smashing several devils who were close to Li Yunlong to pieces.

"Monk, you motherfucker."

Li Yunlong was so angry when he saw that the few devils who approached were finally killed by the monk.

It had been a long time since he had been on the front line, and he hadn't killed devils with his own hands for a long time. Leader Li thought that this time he could finally pass his hand addiction.

"Well, Captain, I'm here to help you..."

The monk also shrank his neck until he shot the leader's head.

"Old Li, the situation is not good."

Zhao Gang interrupted the two of them:
"The devils are all around us. We have few people, and there is no suitable bunker here. We have to find a way. If we continue to fight like this, the loss will be too great."

There are more than 400 devils, and the independent regiment excludes more than a hundred wounded. The number is absolutely inferior. Although they are all elite veterans and have superior firepower, but now there is not much ammunition. Continue to fight until the first battalion adapts. The winner must be one battalion after another.

But in the end, the casualties must be extremely heavy. The main problem is that there is no suitable position, and the devil's numerical advantage can be maximized.

This is what Zhao Gang does not want to see.

These surviving soldiers are all elites with rich combat experience and high cultural level. They are all his good students. As long as they survive, they will all be excellent officer seedlings.

"There's a little village over there."

The monk said immediately, and pointed to one side: "I went there yesterday to see. There is no one in the village."

"Walk."

Li Yunlong immediately made a decision.

The head of the regiment is the backbone. Under the leadership of Li Yunlong, a company of soldiers gathered towards the village one after another, and the devils also posted up after seeing this.

As the battle gradually intensified, more than 400 devils all gathered, and all the independent maps were assembled one after another.

"Enter the village."

Submachine guns and machine guns fired at once, knocking down the devils who were approaching. Li Yunlong led a company into the village, intending to quickly kill the devils by taking advantage of the complex terrain of the village.

Of course, if the devils dare not go deep into the village, they should retreat from behind the village.

In the village, the soldiers who came from behind also brought some supplies, including the last ammunition, which made Zhao Gang heave a sigh of relief.

And the monk finally got his red-tasseled gun that he had not lost all the way.

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Seeing the sudden appearance of the Eighth Route Army entering the village, the leader of the devil group outside really hesitated for a while.

I don't know where this group of Eighth Route Army came from, they were so fierce.

It's only been a little more than half an hour since the battle so far, and he has already lost a squadron with more than 100 people, a reduction of nearly one-third, while the opponent's loss is absolutely very small.

If this enters the village and the complex terrain, wouldn't it cost more than half of it?

Even if it's time to kill this group of Eighth Route Army, he will have to cut his belly.

At this moment, with the neighing of the horses, the vanguard of the devil's pursuit force arrived. The reinforcements of more than 100 devils and high-level orders gave the captain confidence.

"Kill it..."

Led by the captain brandishing a samurai sword, the replenished devil brigade rushed into the village howling.

　The rest will be posted together tomorrow morning, and the plot will be written in one go.

　　It may be a little later, the number of words is too large, and the battle is also written in a rattling manner.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)