Bright sword: the rise from the escrow quilt factory

Chapter 180 Army Aviation Regiment

Accompanied by their wailing, the fragments from the explosion of the grenade spread towards the surroundings again, and many devil soldiers were injured and fell down in a short time.

For a while, the devil's mournful wailing was endless.

This greatly stimulated the psychology of the remaining devils. No matter how good their physical fitness was, their physical strength began to decline, and they were soon overtaken by a battalion of soldiers.

"Kill!" Zhang Dabiao picked up the machete behind him, chopped down the nearest devil, and then rushed towards another devil.

Seeing the bloody ghost-headed sword in Zhang Dabiao's hand, the little devils around were frightened and collapsed on the ground.

Seeing that Zhang Dabiao was getting closer, they wanted to get up and run away. Before they could take two steps, Zhang Dabiao was already close and cut off their heads.

The little devil's head gurgled and rolled across the ground, and several feet of blood gushed out from his neck.

Zhang Dabiao didn't respond, he turned and ran towards another target.

The soldiers of the first battalion had already launched a hand-to-hand battle with the Japanese army, and the battle was completely one-sided.

Under the offensive of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, the little devil who was originally very good at hand-to-hand combat had little resistance, and would be stabbed through in two moves.

Li Yunlong held a big knife with a ghost head in his hand, like cutting vegetables, he hacked to death the little devils nearby, and the original snow-white auspicious clothes were also stained red with blood.

The fleeing little devil finally saw who was chasing and attacking them.

but.

When the group of little devils saw the soldiers in white auspicious suits appearing in front of them, they were shocked and thought they were snow monsters that came out of the mountains.

This weird costume, coupled with the super combat power of the soldiers, had a great impact on the devil's heart, and the devil's soldiers suddenly became weaker in their resistance.

Under the swift and fierce attack of the Eighth Route Army soldiers like a tornado, the remnants of the devils were instantly disintegrated into pieces like a crumbling tall building.

The howls of the devils kept ringing, and they didn't know what they were yelling. A battalion of soldiers scattered across the battlefield.

Clean up the remnants of the devils from the periphery, and further reduce their range of activities. The remaining 1000 devils were actually surrounded by soldiers from the Eighth Route Army, which were less than half of their number.

The soldiers of the first battalion also felt an unprecedented sense of refreshment.

So what if there are more people than us?

Isn't the fighting power inferior to ours?
The devil's remnant soldiers were like being chased away by ducks, and were soon forced to a cliff by the soldiers.

A battalion of soldiers immediately surrounded them.

The surviving devil soldiers held the [-] caps in their hands and huddled together like sheep, looking at the wolf-like Eighth Route Army soldiers around them in horror.

They also experienced for the first time what it is like to be surrounded by people.

"Baga! Damn Chinaman!"

One of the ghost soldiers couldn't bear this situation, and wanted to rush out with a bayonet in his hand, before he could take two steps.

Li Yunlong unceremoniously snatched the machine gun from the soldier beside him and pulled the trigger on him.

"Da da da~"

Red flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun immediately, sweeping the little devil into a sieve.

This ghost soldier was lying on the ground like a dead dog, spitting blood from his mouth, his face full of unwillingness.

"Did you see that! You have to fight like this when dealing with little devils!" Li Yunlong casually threw the machine gun to the soldiers beside him, and said sharply.

"Yes!" The soldiers of the first battalion responded one after another.

After receiving Li Yunlong's order, the soldiers of the first battalion no longer had any worries, and poured bullets at the devil soldiers with the submachine guns and light machine guns in their hands.

Noisy gunshots rang out again, and the dense bullets roared towards the group of devil soldiers like a violent storm, swallowing them whole in an instant.

The little devil wailed and fell to the ground, begging for mercy, but the soldiers of the first battalion didn't bother to care about these devil soldiers.

When they invaded China and slaughtered the people of China, they should have expected such consequences.

Most of these soldiers were nearby villagers, and they were often bullied by the devils. Many of the relatives of the soldiers died under the butcher's knife of the Japanese army.

Now that there is a chance for revenge, these soldiers will naturally not miss it easily, and all the remnants of the devils have been cleaned up.

But these soldiers still didn't intend to stop firing. They didn't gradually put down their weapons until they beat the devil's corpses into pieces.

After the battle, the soldiers almost did not rest, and immediately cleaned up the battlefield, and then marched towards the 101 Heights.

……

Jinyang.

First Army Command.

Shinozuka Yoshio propped his hands on the table, staring at the situation map on the table expressionlessly.

According to the report of the soldiers in the headquarters, the latest contact between the Iris Division and the headquarters was 30 hours ago.

If it can be attributed to the fact that the 36th Division was suddenly hit by heavy snow, it was unable to use the radio to communicate.

But now the bad weather has gradually returned to normal, but the 36th Division still cannot be contacted, and neither the division headquarters nor the rest of the subordinate regiments are still unable to be contacted.

The Iris Division seemed to have evaporated from the world and completely lost its trace.Yoshio Shinozuka frowned, even if they found Tubalu and started fighting with them.

But so much time has passed, the Iris Division should take some time to send a telegram to report the situation.

Could it be that all of them can't use the radio to communicate with the command?
Shinozuka Yoshio thumped, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly filled his heart.

Could it be that something happened to the 36th Division?
But then.

Shinozuka Yoshio felt that his idea was too absurd, it was a division armed to the teeth!

If those Tubalus really had this ability, how could they be chased so badly by the imperial army, and they could only hide in the mountains to avoid the imperial army's sweep?
But it's also a problem that the 36th Division has been unable to contact.

"Come on!" Shinozuka Yoshio said in a deep voice.

A soldier walked in from outside the house, stood up and said, "Your Excellency, Commander."

"Immediately send a report to Jinyang Airport, ordering them to immediately dispatch a squadron to investigate in the direction where the Iris Division disappeared!"

Yoshio Shinozuka slapped the table hard, and said sharply: "No matter what, we must find out the traces of the Iris Division! At the same time, order the Communications Department to continue contacting the Iris Division's troops!"

"Hayi!" The Japanese soldier paused and ran down immediately.

Not long after Shinozuka Yoshio's order was issued, a squadron of reconnaissance planes took off at Jinyang Airport and flew towards the Taihang Mountains.

The Department of Communications contacted the Iris Division again.

When the Communications Department of the Japanese Army thought that the result was the same as before and could not be contacted, the radio station actually received a response from the Iris Division.

(End of this chapter)