Bright Sword: Hosting the independent regiment, all become special forces

Chapter 107
Zhang Wei was delighted to see the devils on the road being bombed: "Haha, we have never fought such a fucking battle for wealth!"

The light and heavy machine guns and other soldiers ambushing on both sides opened fire crazily.

The devils fell or were blown up one by one.

The devil tanks on the battlefield began to fight back, and some devils who were attacked began to look for cover.

More devils fled in haste.

Zhang Wei will not give them this chance, this time he has already bled a lot, and all his shells have been fired, if there is no frank result, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Shen Xingcai looked at the ambushed Japanese soldiers below with surprise on his face: "Regimental Commander, I don't know how many bloody devils have died!"

Moreover, this was the first time Shen Xingcai had seen such a scene. He had been blown up by devils like this before, and he had never been blown up by devils like this.

The shells almost covered the entire area, and the devils suffered heavy casualties.

The screams of devils can be heard everywhere, but they can hardly be heard on the current battlefield.

Shen Quan yelled desperately: "Damn it, don't save ammo, hug me hard! You can't take the heavy machine gun anyway! Give me a scrap!"

The devil's forward troops were beaten into such a ghostly state, and the infantry and tank commanders behind could only watch anxiously.

The troops have been ordered to retreat, and this situation is frightening and they cannot be supported. When they reach the area covered by enemy artillery fire, then the **** is just delivering food.

"Baga! These damn Chinese people are so powerful!"

"What's going on, when did the Eighth Route Army have such a large number of artillery!"

"We have underestimated the enemy. This group of Eighth Route Army is definitely the main force of the Eighteenth Group. The head of the telegraph division told him that we have discovered the main force of the Eighteenth Army. They have already exchanged fire!"

"Hay!"

When Sakurai Shozo received the telegram, his face was full of joy: "It seems that our two generals have found the main force of the Eighth Route Army and launched an attack. It seems that they have performed well! Go, draft a reward telegram and send it to them. Go over and tell them that within three hours, the enemy must be wiped out!"

"Hay!"

Then Zhang Wei's artillery fire stopped, Zhang Wei waved his hand, and the loud charge horn sounded.

"Beep beep!"

Zhang Wei roared: "Come on! Kill all these little devils!"

A little soldier held the [-] cannon and cried, "Company commander! Are these cannons going to blow up? I can't bear it!"

Shi Fujian looked at the dozens of cannons with a face full of confusion and pain, and finally stroked the barrels of the mountain cannons, and gritted his teeth: "According to the plan, blow up all of them!"

"Company commander! How about we take it away, we can carry it, we have so many people!"

"Fart! How the hell can you take it away? If you fall behind, you will die! Execute the order!"

"Yes!"

Shi Fujian's field artillery company can only be called the field mule company now, except for mules, which have no artillery.

"kill!"

Accompanied by the sound of charging horns all over the mountains and plains, the soldiers rushed down the mountain, and the devils who survived by chance had to face the impact of thousands of people before they recovered from the shelling.

Explosions, gunshots, and even the peculiar sound of anti-tank guns.

The use of anti-tank guns is very cautious. Zhang Wei even asked them that each soldier can only fire it twice at most, once on the left shoulder and once on the right shoulder.

This is not an exaggeration at all, the recoil of the damn anti-tank gun is so outrageous.

The soldiers rushed towards the Japanese devils with the momentum of a mountain roar and a tsunami, attacking from both sides. Some devils reacted quickly and ran away without even thinking about counterattack. The bayonet ended life.

Zhang Wei rushed to the front: "Leave none! Kill all these short people!"

"kill!"

Facing the menacing Eighth Route Army, the remaining devils were wiped out almost without a decent reaction.

Duan Peng, covered in blood, said, "Report to the regiment commander, the devil's reinforcements are coming, there are probably so many people in one company."

Zhang Wei picked up the light machine gun and shouted: "A squadron? Damn it, a squadron of devils dare to chase after them, go up and kill them!"

"Kill!"

The morale of the soldiers was high, and they rushed frantically towards the Japanese squadron who came to support them.

What these devils faced was a hell-like scene, with blood everywhere, even staining the entire road red.

And the soldiers are rushing towards them evil spirits!

them!They are all human, as long as they are more ruthless than them, they beasts will also feel scared!
"Shoot! Shoot! No retreat!"

The squadron leader took out his pistol and killed two Japanese soldiers who were about to retreat, then roared frantically: "For His Majesty the Emperor! Charge!"

This group of Japanese devils who have been brainwashed by the so-called Bushido uttered a roar that was not human-like: "His Majesty the Emperor! On board!"

The two teams collided in this way. Zhang Wei held a bayonet, one after another, and held a pistol in the other hand. Feeling a little strenuous and the devils attacking him, he naturally shot and collapsed.

Duan Peng held a spear and protected Zhang Wei by his side: "Head, that seems to be their leader!"

"Fuck that devil commander to death! Come with me!"

Zhang Wei was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Before he could pull out the bayonet stuck in the ground, he picked up the big knife on the ground.

One knife after another slashed at the swarming devil soldiers.

That devil, Shao Zuo, was not an ordinary person, he used the samurai sword quite skillfully, and a few soldiers died beside him just now.

Shao Zuo provocatively showed contempt: "Your Excellency must be the commander of this army, come on, I will fight to the death with Your Excellency!"

Duan Peng asked suspiciously, "Commander, what is this devil talking about?"

Zhang Wei continued to explain: "This little devil wants to challenge me one-on-one!"

Duan Peng eagerly said, "Would you like me to go, head?"

Zhang Wei looked down at the broadsword and pistol in his hand, and killed the major with one shot, and said, "Is my head broken? When did I play this trick with me! Medieval knight duel?"

Zhang Wei then shouted loudly: "Quick! Solve the battle as soon as possible, don't take any prisoners today! The speed must be fast!"

Duan Peng looked puzzled and puzzled: "Head, this!"

Zhang Wei glanced at him, then rushed out again.

The soldier next to him kindly explained: "The regiment leader said that an army that cannot fight hand-to-hand combat is not a good army, but an army that can only fight hand-to-hand combat must be a stupid army. Those who can use guns should try to use guns to solve the battle."

After finishing speaking, the soldier patted Duan Peng on the shoulder and said, "But I heard from the squad leader that the bayonet fighting of our independent regiment can be ranked first in the entire army!"

After speaking, the soldier rushed out with a big blade, and in his right hand he still held the pistol on the waist of the devil officer just now.

Duan Peng seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and picked up a box gun not far from the ground.

(End of this chapter)