Bright Sword: From Northwest Shanxi to Changjin Lake, a Hundred Battles, a Hundred Victories

Chapter 66 Comrades!
Upon receiving the order, Li Yousheng took off his hat and shouted:

"After firing so many grenade launchers, we can finally fire freely. Pass on my order: the Flying Thunder Cannons are to immediately target those damn Japanese bunkers and blast them to smithereens."

"Yes."

"The battalion commander ordered the Flying Thunder Cannons to open fire immediately and blast those sons of bitches."

The order was relayed to the soldiers operating the flying thunder cannons, who immediately lit the fuses and then darted into the trenches.

The flying thunder cannon is unstable and sometimes risks exploding, so you have to find cover to avoid it every time you fire.

The Japanese soldiers inside the bunker noticed that the enemy outside had stopped firing grenade launchers, and even the gunfire had decreased significantly.

They thought reinforcements were arriving soon and the enemy was about to retreat.

"Yoshi, hold on! Wait for reinforcements to arrive, then we'll coordinate an attack from the inside to wipe out this enemy force that dared to attack the train station."

The Japanese company commander boosted morale.

The Japanese soldiers inside the bunker breathed a sigh of relief and were no longer filled with fear.

Although the bunker was a reinforced concrete fortification and difficult to take down without heavy artillery, the enemy outnumbered them, and the outer auxiliary bunkers were also captured by the enemy.

Without the outer and main bunkers supporting each other and forming crossfire, defending a single bunker is still somewhat difficult.

If the enemy disregards casualties and charges into the trenches with explosives, they may not be able to hold out.

Fortunately, the enemy forces that attacked the train station didn't have that much courage.

"Now, victory should belong to our Great Japanese Locust Army."

However, before the Japanese soldiers inside the bunker could celebrate for long, three loud bangs were heard, and three unidentified objects, carrying sparks, flew toward the bunker in a parabolic trajectory.

"Nani?"

The Japanese company commander was puzzled as he watched the flying explosive charge. What kind of weapon was this? It was such a huge thing.

Only when the explosive charge flew closer did they realize that it was actually an explosive charge.

"Baka! It's a bomb! Ahhh!"

It was too late to hide in the bunker's basement. The bunker couldn't possibly withstand such a huge bomb. The Japanese company commander could only let out a desperate shout.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After three huge explosions, some cracks appeared in the Japanese reinforced concrete fortifications.

Although it did not cause destruction to the reinforced concrete bunker, the Japanese soldiers inside were probably not going to survive.

The purpose of using this amount of explosives was not to collapse the bunker; otherwise, tunnel blasting from the trench would have been sufficient.

The purpose of using such a large explosive charge to blow up the bunker was to use the shockwave generated by the explosion to kill or stun the Japanese soldiers inside.

If the Japanese soldiers defending inside are dead, even the strongest bunker is useless.

Just like the Maginot Line, no matter how strong the fortifications are, if I don't directly confront your fortifications but instead inflict casualties on your people, the Maginot Line becomes useless.

"Battalion Commander, all three Flying Thunder Cannon shots hit their targets!" Platoon Leader Chen Huanshan, who was in charge of managing the three cannons, jumped up excitedly.

"Well done! When we get back, I'll treat you to half a pound of sweet potato liquor," Li Yousheng said happily.

"Battalion Commander, the sweet potato liquor you're talking about should be liquor, not half a jin of roasted sweet potatoes, right?"

Chen Huanshan said weakly.

This was the first time their battalion commander had been so generous, willing to reward him with wine.

Normally, Li Yousheng would carry around his two bottles of sweet potato liquor, which the regimental commander had given him, and smell and taste a small capful each day.

"Am I that kind of person? A real man's word is his bond. If I said I'd make sweet potato cakes, I meant it," Li Yousheng said, somewhat exasperated.

He had originally intended to give half a pound of roasted sweet potato, but conditions in the base area were harsh. The few bottles of wine he had were gifts from the local people who had given him six months ago after the victory at the Battle of Cangyunling.

However, Chen Huanshan has now thwarted Li Yousheng's little scheme in front of so many soldiers, leaving Li Yousheng with no choice but to reluctantly give it up.

"Alright, thank you, Battalion Commander." Chen Huanshan's face lit up with joy upon receiving the battalion commander's assurance. "First Company Commander!"

"arrive."

"Send a platoon of soldiers up there to see if the Japanese soldiers inside are really dead."

"Yes."

Although he was reluctant to drink the wine, the battle was the priority. The commander had only given him ten minutes, so he had to hurry.

If the Japanese soldiers inside are still alive, fire a few more Flying Thunder Cannons.

The company commander of the 2nd Battalion personally led a platoon of soldiers along the communication trenches to the main bunker, encountering no resistance along the way.

"Bring the explosives and blow open the Japanese bunker door."

"Yes."

A soldier brought a bomb, placed it under the bunker door, and lit the fuse.

Bang!
With a loud bang, the door of the Japanese bunker was blown open.

"Comrades, follow me and charge in!"

The company commander took the lead and charged directly into the bunker.

There were still a few Japanese soldiers inside, but they had been shaken by the shockwave of the explosion, coughing up blood and twitching on the ground.

Without hesitation, the company commander went up and fired a burst of bullets, then immediately reloaded his light machine gun.

"Platoon leader, you take a squad of soldiers and search down below. The rest of you come upstairs with me."

After dealing with the Japanese soldiers on the first floor, the company commander ordered his troops to attack in two directions: one team went into the basement to clear it out, and the other team went upstairs to eliminate the Japanese soldiers who had attacked through the firing ports earlier.

The company commander led his troops upstairs. The Japanese soldiers upstairs were closest to the explosion point and suffered the most severe injuries. Most of them were knocked unconscious by the shock. It didn't take much effort to clear out the Japanese soldiers upstairs.

The platoon leader entered the bunker's basement, only to encounter fierce resistance from the Japanese soldiers.

There were about seven Japanese soldiers in the basement who had escaped the earlier explosion because they were there to move ammunition.

"Platoon leader, the Japanese are going to blow up our supplies."

A sharp-eyed soldier shouted loudly.

The Japanese soldiers inside the bunker, seeing that the enemy had breached the bunker and the situation was beyond saving, wanted to blow up all the supplies so that the enemy would have nothing left.

"Damn those Japanese devils, charge in! We absolutely cannot let them blow up the supplies inside the bunker!"

A platoon leader shouted and charged straight in, braving the bullets from the Japanese soldiers inside.

However, due to the confined space, there was little room to dodge bullets, and he was directly hit by several bullets from the Japanese soldiers.

The platoon leader looked at the bloody hole in his chest and abdomen, then at the Japanese soldier who had already pulled the pin on a grenade, preparing to use it to detonate the pile of explosives, destroy the supplies, and perish together with the enemy.

His belief in protecting the supplies gave rise to a surge of power within him. With unwavering willpower, he lunged forward and knocked down the Japanese soldier who had detonated the grenade.

The grenade slipped from the Japanese soldier's hand. Without any hesitation, the platoon leader threw himself onto the falling grenade and used his body to pin it down.

He shouted, "Comrades, save the supplies!"

Bang!
A muffled, loud bang, and a platoon leader heroically sacrificed his life.

"Platoon leader!"

"Old monitor!"

The other twelve soldiers, seeing their platoon leader sacrifice himself to protect the supplies, were filled with rage and rushed in, engaging in a fierce hand-to-hand battle with the remaining Japanese soldiers.

(End of this chapter)