Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 12 Haha, just fight like this!
Although Takeo Saba was injured, he was still able to fight.

Zhang Dabiao and Saba Takero had exchanged five or six moves in the blink of an eye.

The machete and the katana collided, sending out sparks and making a crisp metallic sound.

Li Yunlong was holding a ghost-head knife, and he was a little impatient: "Zhang Dabiao, can you do it? If not, change someone else. Don't just occupy the toilet without doing anything."

Next to Li Yunlong, Battalion Commander Song Daying was holding a submachine gun and was eager to try.

Zhang Dabiao forced the devils to retreat and said, "Captain, please don't bother me. I'll just play with this little devil for a while."

Li Yunlong said, "Are you trying to coax a child? Finish it quickly. If not, have the battalion commander shoot the hell out of him. We still have a tough battle to fight later."

Zhang Dabiao: "It will be ready soon."

After seven or eight attempts, Zhang Dabiao had already figured out the Japanese captain's strength, speed and skills.

At this moment, Saba Takeo attacked with his knife, but Zhang Dabiao dodged sideways and fell to the ground.

The blade of the machete swept along the ground, heading straight for the Japanese captain's ankle.

Takeo Saba never expected Zhang Dabiao to use this move, and his leg was injured so he had no time to dodge.

His left foot, which was in a bow stance, was cut off at the ankle by the sharp machete. He suddenly lost his support, screamed, and fell to the ground.

Seizing this opportunity, Zhang Dabiao turned his wrist and chopped off Takeo Sawa's head with a lightning-fast knife.

Takeo Sawa's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes still filled with disbelief. His head rolled several times on the ground, and the blood from his neck spurted out more than half a foot high due to the pressure.

Li Yunlong nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this: "As expected of a member of the 29th Army's Big Knife Team, this guy is quite capable."

The duel between Zhang Dabiao and Saba Takeo lasted about a minute, and Zhang Dabiao ended the fight.

Li Yunlong handed the Japanese knife to Zhang Hu, then took the PPSh submachine gun and shouted, "Pass my order, clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible. If you see a Japanese corpse, reload it with a bullet. Apart from weapons and ammunition, don't take anything else!"

Time is tight and the task is heavy. The Japanese reinforcements may be rushing here, and the soldiers have no time to strip the Japanese of their cotton trousers.

"Da da da…"

"Da, da, da da..."

As Li Yunlong's order was given, the soldiers armed with submachine guns and rifles began to re-shoot the Japanese.

The rest of the soldiers followed behind and picked up Type 38 rifles, bullets and grenades.

Li Yunlong walked over to Sakata Nobutsu, turned over Sakata Nobutsu's body, and found that the old devil Sakata was dead. He took the colonel's command knife from Sakata's waist and said to Zhang Hu, "Huzi, chop off Sakata's head."

"Yes!" Zhang Hu responded, and without saying a word, he chopped off Sakata's head with a ghost-head knife.

Zhang Dabiao put the machete back into its sheath and walked over with the PPSh in his hand.

Zhang Dabiao's eyes were sharp and his tone was firm: "Captain, from now on, my life is yours. I will fight wherever you point me!"

Because he was a deserter, Zhang Dabiao of the 29th Army could not go back.

Li Yunlong first saved Zhang Dabiao's life.

If Li Yunlong had not appeared in time and stopped him from fighting the Japanese, Zhang Dabiao would have been killed by now.

This time, Zhang Dabiao followed Li Yunlong to kill the 400th devil and killed the commander of the regiment Sakata.

Give Zhang Dabiao the opportunity to kill the Japanese and avenge his mother.

In addition, Li Yunlong's personality was very compatible with Zhang Dabiao's temper, so Zhang Dabiao made up his mind to follow Li Yunlong to kill the Japanese.

"Haha, Zhang Dabiao, after this battle is over, I will promote you to platoon leader." Li Yunlong said with a smile.

This guy is good at shooting and swordsmanship, and has rich experience in killing Japanese and leading troops.

With Zhang Dabiao's ability, he is more than qualified to be a company commander.

However, the Eighth Route Army has rules. It is inappropriate to be promoted to company commander right away. At least one must have some military achievements and become a party member.

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao immediately said solemnly, "I will follow your instructions, Captain!"

"Captain!"

At this moment, Song Daying came running over:
"The scouts just reported that the Japanese reinforcements are coming soon. They have about an infantry company and are rushing towards us."

Li Yunlong's expression was stern. "Damn it! They came pretty fast! Pass on my order. Give up cleaning up the battlefield and meet the enemy immediately!"

If we can win this battle, we can come back and clean up the battlefield.

If we can't win and our heads are gone, what's the point of having these captured weapons and ammunition?

"Yes!"

Song Daying straightened his body, turned around and shouted an order:

"Immediately stop cleaning up the battlefield and prepare to meet the enemy!"

In fact, at this time, the machine gunner had already replenished all the Japanese corpses, but the Japanese weapons and ammunition had not yet been collected.

As Li Yunlong's order was issued, the soldiers began to prepare for battle.

There were still many Type 38 rifles that were not picked up, but the Japanese's Type 92 light machine guns and Type 92 heavy machine guns were taken away. Not long after, the soldiers reloaded all the magazines and drums with bullets.

Leaving behind a small number of soldiers to take care of the wounded, Li Yunlong then led the soldiers to charge towards the Japanese reinforcements.

This group of devils came from the direction of the battlefield.

At this time, the fighting on the front battlefield was in full swing. The Japanese in front didn't know what was happening, so they sent a Japanese squadron to come and take a look.

Soon, this Japanese squadron encountered the reinforced battalion of the New 1st Regiment.

Li Yunlong glanced at the Japanese soldiers rushing towards him not far away, and a battle plan emerged in his mind. He immediately gave loud orders.

"Give me the order!"

"Machine gun crews seize commanding heights on both sides!"

"Submachine gun team, charge head-on with me. We can defeat the Japs with just one charge!"

As Li Yunlong's order was issued, each machine gun team quickly ran towards the commanding heights.

After a while, dozens of machine gun teams seized the commanding heights on both sides, and then immediately set up their machine guns and opened fire at the murderous Japanese.

"Da da da…"

More and more light machine guns were set up, the bolts were pulled to load the guns, the safety was turned off, and they fired quickly.

Dense rain of bullets poured down on the Japanese, and more than a dozen of their vanguard soldiers were shot into sieves on the spot.

The rest of the devils fell to the ground in panic, trying to avoid the harvest coming down on them, unable even to lift their heads.

"Submachine gun, follow me and press forward!"

Seeing that the Japanese were suppressed, Li Yunlong spoke in a fierce tone.

Li Yunlong pulled the bolt of his PPSh, loaded the bullet, turned on the safety, jumped from the attack position, and fired a volley of bullets.

Then they immediately rushed forward, firing as they charged.

Beside Li Yunlong, Zhang Dabiao, Song Daying and veteran elite Red Army soldiers followed closely behind him, holding submachine guns.

The leader took the lead in the charge, not to mention the others, who were instantly as energized as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Because the Japanese were located in an open area, they were suppressed by the machine gun fire from the commanding heights on both sides and could not raise their heads. Amid the shooting of dozens of light machine guns, some veterans even set up the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine guns and fired at the Japanese lying on the ground.

Even though the Japanese soldiers were lying on the ground, they soon suffered heavy casualties.

When Li Yunlong led the submachine gun team to approach the Japanese, the machine gunners of the New 1st Regiment on both sides stopped firing.

If we continue to fire, we are likely to injure the regiment commander and comrades.

The Japanese soldiers who survived by chance felt that the enemy machine guns stopped firing, and they all raised their heads, but the next moment, their faces changed drastically.

It looked like a flock of sparrows were flying across the sky.

Instead, a large number of grenades flew towards them.

Boom boom, boom boom, boom boom boom…

The short and continuous explosions were deafening. Many Japanese soldiers were hit directly by several grenades at the same time and their heads and bodies were blown apart.

"Da da da…"

The Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed towards the Japanese like a tide, continuously firing their submachine guns as they charged.

After this series of punches, the Japanese were completely stunned and had no idea what was happening.

The Japanese squadron leader was almost crying.

His soldiers were all elite, with accurate marksmanship, first-class bayonet fighting skills, and full fighting will, but the enemy did not give them any chance to react.

Dozens of machine guns fired at them, using firepower suppression to close the distance.

Then he used grenades to attack his soldiers, and his soldiers didn't even have the chance to pull the bolt and raise their guns to shoot, let alone fight with bayonets.

At a distance of thirty to fifty meters, the Type 38 rifle was lifted up and hit by the PPSh-type rifle.

The Japanese firepower was completely suppressed and casualties increased sharply.

"Baga! Retreat! Retreat!"

The Japanese squadron leader took a deep breath, gave an order loudly, then turned around and ran away.

Seeing the Japanese squadron leader slip away, the remaining Japanese soldiers immediately lost the courage to resist and ran away.

Li Yunlong led a team of machine guns in pursuit, and dozens of PPSh machine guns swept through a large area.

"Stop the pursuit!"

After chasing for a while, they were about to reach the hill ahead. Li Yunlong was afraid of being ambushed by the Japanese, so he shouted loudly, and the soldiers stopped one after another, still feeling unsatisfied.

Looking at the Japanese corpses scattered all over the ground, Li Yunlong looked extremely satisfied: "Haha, let's just fight like this! Wait for the machine gun team at the back to come up and prepare to fire signal flares!"

(End of this chapter)