Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 263 Military merits delivered to your door!
"This is... a 7.92mm caliber bullet."

Xiaolu Goro took a look and instantly identified the caliber of the bullet in Yamamoto Ikki's hand, and his expression changed slightly.

This means that the other side is using 7.92mm caliber automatic firepower.

Although the MP38 submachine gun equipped by the special forces also has automatic firepower, the bullet is 9×19mm Parabellum pistol bullet.

The caliber looks larger, but the bullet is shorter and has less powder, which gives it a shorter range.

If the opponent uses automatic firepower of 7.92mm rifle bullet.

In terms of both power and range, the enemy's automatic firepower is obviously stronger than the special forces' MP38.

In this way, the special forces team will undoubtedly suffer a great loss when facing this small force of the enemy.

Yamamoto would not send the special forces team to attack without understanding the opponent's background and being 80% sure.

"It seems the enemy's weapons are automatic firepower that we have never seen before."

Yamamoto Ikki narrowed his eyes and his tone remained unchanged.

He then gave another order: "Take the bullets from the locust soldiers' bodies and see if the bullets they used are 7.92mm rifle bullets."

"Hi Yi!"

Xiaolu Goro suddenly lowered his head, turned around and called several team members, pulled out a dagger and began to dissect and remove the bullet.

"Colonel Yamamoto, where are the enemies?"

Major Takahashi Kuramatsu, commander of the 2nd Infantry Battalion, also arrived with a company and a puppet army battalion.

Takahashi Kuramatsu has a scar on his forehead, which was left by shrapnel on the battlefield. Coupled with his gloomy and murderous eyes, one can tell at a glance that he is a bloodthirsty guy.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the field artillery that had been blown into scrap metal, the Japanese infantry battalion captain and the Japanese soldiers looked very ugly.

The attacking force reached a position 200 meters from the Eighth Route Army's frontline position and suddenly lost the field artillery fire.

This situation made the Japanese puppet army very embarrassed. They could neither advance nor retreat. Then they were covered by the artillery fire of the Eighth Route Army and suffered heavy losses and retreated.

Now that the field artillery position has been destroyed, it is equivalent to cutting off an arm of the attacking force.

Although there are also some mortars, infantry guns, grenade launchers and other firepower.

But even field artillery and heavy aerial bombs were powerless against the Eighth Route Army's tunnels.

The firepower of these light artillery pieces was like a tickle to the Eighth Route Army's fortifications.

"Going that way."

Yamamoto Ikki pointed in the direction of the Blade Commandos' retreat.

"idiot!"

The Japanese infantry captain was furious:
"Guard Squadron, 2nd Infantry Squadron, 3rd Battalion of the Locust Army, follow me in pursuit!"

Angry, he vowed to destroy the enemy who attacked the field artillery position.

There were more than 5000 Japanese and puppet troops around the regiment headquarters. The regiment headquarters was very safe and the guard squadron could pursue them together.

Yamamoto Ikki said in a cold tone: "This enemy is not an ordinary army. It is a special forces unit like the special forces. I am afraid that your troops are no match for them."

Takahashi Kuramatsu smiled coldly: "Thank you for the reminder, Your Excellency the Colonel. The Locust Army and the Locust Alliance Army have more than 700 people, which is enough!"

It was only because Yamamoto Ikki was a colonel that Takahashi Kuramatsu was so polite. In his heart, he never looked down on Yamamoto's special forces.

Are special forces strong?
No matter how strong the special forces are, it is difficult for them to defeat an infantry battalion head-on.

"In that case..."

Yamamoto Ikki saw what Major Takahashi was thinking. Since he was looking for trouble, Yamamoto couldn't stop him. He narrowed his eyes:
"I have a team member who is particularly good at tracking. Let him lead the way for you, and we can catch up with this enemy quickly."

"Then..." Takahashi Kuramatsu bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Colonel Yamamoto..."

He didn't have any tracking experts under his command, so he really needed a tracking expert to lead the way.

Yamamoto Ikki shouted in a deep voice: "Second Lieutenant Toyama!"

A medium-sized, fully armed special agent with a submachine gun hanging on his chest and sharp eyes walked over and looked at Yamamoto with a hint of respect and admiration.

"You take them to track the enemy." Yamamoto Ikki ordered and gave him a look.

"Hi!" Yuan Shandao suddenly lowered his head and responded with a look that showed immediate understanding.

The special agents also looked down on the ordinary Japanese troops. After a slight signal to Takahashi Kuramatsu, Yuan Shandao took the lead and quickly chased in the direction of the retreat of the Blade Commando.

Takahashi Kuramatsu Shuangyi waved his hand and led more than 400 Japanese soldiers and more than 300 puppet troops to follow.

Staring at the backs of the pursuing troops as they left, Yamamoto Ikki narrowed his eyes. He could have taken advantage of the situation by stalking the cicada while waiting for the oriole behind.

Wait until the pursuing troops have been almost defeated by the enemy and then lead the special forces team to suddenly appear and complete the harvest.

But Yamamoto Ikki's pride made him give up this idea. The special forces team was used to behead enemy leaders or war zone commanders.

Instead of being used to fight against small enemy forces, this force was the capital for Yamamoto Ikki to gain a foothold in the army.

All of them were soldiers selected by him personally, with higher education and rich combat experience.

They were sent to the Munich Military Academy in Germany for special operations training, but the elimination rate was extremely high.

I was so heartbroken when Yamamoto Ikki died.

If the other party is really a special forces unit, even if they can completely destroy them, the special forces team will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

Therefore, Yamamoto Ikki planned to let Yuanshandao lead other troops to test the true strength of this small Eighth Route Army unit.

"Colonel." Captain Goro Kodo came over with two small bags in his hands. One bag contained bullet casings, and the other bag contained several bloody bullets.

"Return to the wing headquarters."

Yamamoto Ikki thought for a moment, his tone still cold.

"Hi Yi!"

……

More than an hour later.

On a hill seven or eight kilometers away from the Japanese field artillery position.

After completing their mission, the Blade Commando marched for seven or eight kilometers before stopping to rest and eat canned food to replenish their energy.

This forced march of this distance is nothing to the Blade Commando. Running 10 kilometers cross-country with a load every morning is much more tiring than this.

The Sharp Blade Commando's communicator reported to Xiong Shanglin: "Captain, the regiment commander has instructed us to see if we can infiltrate the Japanese puppet army's blockade tonight and return to the base through other routes."

Due to the Japanese blockade, the common people and the main force could not get out, and it was also difficult for the transport teams outside to get in.

However, it is not difficult for the Blade Commandos to infiltrate and sneak out.

Similarly, Yamamoto's special forces could easily infiltrate the Jinzhong base.

Xiong Shanglin nodded. The Sharp Blade Commando had already found out the location of the Japanese regiment headquarters last night.

However, there were quite a few troops around the Japanese regiment headquarters, and he keenly noticed that there was an extremely elite force around the Japanese regiment headquarters, which was suspected to be the Japanese special forces.

Xiong Shanglin did not alert the enemy and led the Sharp Blade Commando to quickly move away from the Japanese regiment headquarters without being noticed by the Japanese.

At this moment, Yang Shaoqing, the leader of the third squad responsible for the rearguard action, ran over to report: "Captain, the enemy has caught up with us and is 3 kilometers away from us."

Xiong Shanglin's expression changed. So fast?
The soldiers of Combat Team 1 and Combat Team 2 stood up, and actually had smiles on their faces.

"Come on." Wei Dayong grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

"We've already erased some traces of our retreat, but the Japanese still caught up with us. This shows that there are experts in tracking among them."

Wang Gensheng reminded.

Xiong Shanglin, Wang Xikui and Wei Dayong raised their binoculars and looked back towards the direction they came from.

In the field of view of the telescope, a group of Japanese and puppet troops were chasing towards this side.

At the front of the team, a Japanese soldier whose attire was obviously different from the others was leading the way for the large group of Japanese puppet troops.

The Japanese soldier was wearing an anti-glare helmet, a submachine gun hanging on his chest, and tactical gloves on his hands.

The three of them knew at a glance that they were the elite of the Japanese special forces.

The Japanese soldier seemed to sense something and raised the telescope on his chest to look over here. The two sides happened to look at each other from a distance.

Then the Japanese soldier said something to a Japanese officer and pointed in this direction.

The Japanese officer raised his telescope and looked for a few seconds, then drew his command knife and pointed it in this direction. The Japanese infantry immediately rushed over here.

Wang Xikui checked the magazine of the 98k sniper rifle and said confidently, "This is probably the route the devil led. Leave it to me."

"Not urgent…"

"Let's keep this guy alive first. We'll kill him after we've almost killed all the other devils."

Xiong Shanglin smiled grimly:
"If we don't accept the military merits that have been delivered to our doorstep, we will be doing a disservice to these devils and puppet troops."

"The captain is right." Wei Dayong licked his lips. "If we kill the dog, the enemy won't be able to catch up with us."

Xiong Shanglin's tone became serious: "Pass on my order, prepare for battle. Let's have some fun with the Japs today. If you kill more than 20 of them, I'll ask the commander for credit!"

The soldiers responded loudly: "Yes!"

The soldiers immediately took action. They had already changed into the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army and quickly put on the camouflage clothes made of weeds and branches for the forced march.

When special forces soldiers with top-notch marksmanship, body skills and physical fitness use guerrilla tactics, the power they display is not comparable to that of ordinary guerrillas, and even the main force is far behind.

……

"Haha, the Blade Commando completed the mission of sneak attacking the field artillery position with zero casualties."

In the headquarters of the New 1st Regiment, Li Yunlong sounded very happy.

Li Yunlong admitted that he was gambling when he sent the Sharp Blade Commando to launch a surprise attack on the Japanese field artillery positions, but he made the right bet.

"Awesome!" Xing Zhiguo praised.

"Of course, my Blade Commando is the strongest."

Li Yunlong had a smile on his face.

Xing Zhiguo said, "I'm not talking about the Sharp Blade Commando. I'm talking about you, Commander. Sending the Sharp Blade Commando disguised as Japanese soldiers to attack the field artillery positions is undoubtedly another daring battle plan. Only you, Commander, could have come up with it."

"Stop flattering me, kid."

Li Yunlong said, although he said this, he couldn't help feeling comfortable in his heart.

After a pause, Li Yunlong continued, "Deputy Commander Xing, I have now taken out the Japanese field artillery position for you. Can you hold the position now?"

Xing Zhiguo said confidently, "If even one Japanese soldier enters our Jinzhong base from Wangjiawan, you will tear off my head and use it as a chamber pot!"

"Get lost!" Li Yunlong scolded with a smile, "You'd better keep that head for yourself. I can't use a chamber pot as big as yours!"

(End of this chapter)