The heavens begin with the bright sword

Chapter 42 This is the Tradition of the Independent Regiment
Not to mention how Zhao Gang gradually changed into the shape of Li Yunlong. Anyway, Li Yunlong became more and more happy when he saw the furious Zhao Gang smiling. Seeing that Zhao Gang was going to make a move, Li Yunlong hurriedly raised the condition: "I can tell you, but wait After the battle, you must have a good drink with me."

"Hmph, do you think that I, Zhao Gang, don't know anything about Li Yunlong after I left you? I'm going to ask a scholar." Li Yunlong's drinking is a deal?
"It's all right." Li Yunlong was afraid that the reckless Zhao Gang would spoil the arrangement of the scholar, so he stepped forward and whispered, "It's Zhu Ziming."

Snapped!
Zhao Gang slapped the table loudly, reached out and took out the gun: "Damn it, I'm going to kill this bastard who eats everything else!"

When Li Yunlong saw it, something was wrong. Why did Political Commissar Zhao lose his previous caution?so impulsive?
It was Xiuqin who saw Zhao Gang's flushed cheeks and whispered next to Li Yunlong: "Did Commissar Li drink too much?"

Li Yunlong took a closer look, and what the hell, it turned out that he had suffocated the fire, but now he rushed up with Jiu Jiner.

"I'm not drunk, don't stop me!"

Hearing that Zhao Gang was still yelling, Li Yunlong was afraid that others would overhear him, so he directly slashed at the back of his head with a hand knife. Zhao Gang lay on Li Yunlong's body in a daze. Together they put Zhao Gang into the room.

After a while, Li Yunlong wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Zhao Gang who was lying on the marriage bed, and said helplessly to Xiuqin: "What the hell is this? It was obviously my marriage bed, but he was snatched by Zhao Gang First."

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhu Ziming got up quietly, and after dark, he met Shan Ben at the cliff.

Muttering in his mouth: "I can't even offer you a bowl of wine at the end."

As soon as Zhu Ziming left, the soldiers in his room woke up. They looked at each other and knew that the action had already started.

Wang Gensheng led the bombing team, hanging far behind Zhu Ziming. The little devil wanted to climb the cliff, didn't it just give them room for the bombing team to play?
A platoon of two guards and a sniper team basically guarded all the main roads. The two sentries who were patrolling directly in front entered the village under the watchful eyes of the devils.
Wang Xikui had already given up his plan to go to the back mountain to fight for Yamamoto's head. The forty devils in front all carried submachine guns, and the guard platoon alone might not be able to defend them.

One infantry cannon, ten mortars, five grenade launchers, the layers are clear, the angle of the pillars has been adjusted in advance, the target is the cliff at the back of the mountain, as long as the little devil dares to climb the mountain, hehe
In the village, Zhang Xiu and the monk had gathered together. All the masters of the commando team were here, and the submachine guns of the "whole regiment" were in their hands. Only in this way could they dare to confront Yamamoto head-on.

The "Independent Regiment" has been assembled, and Zhu Ziming has gone to gather with Yamamoto. Naturally, Zhang Xiu and the others don't have to hide by themselves, and start to blatantly dispatch troops. Just in case, Zhang Xiu specially asked Zhao Guorong to bring a platoon To protect the safety of Li Yunlong, the political commissar and the head's wife.

But Lao Li couldn't hold back after all, and after waking up, Zhao Gang insisted on going out to fight the enemy with the soldiers, and even took out Xiuqin's small pistol, but Zhao Guorong asked the soldiers in the guard platoon to disarm them. He was locked in the room and resolutely obeyed the company commander's order.

"It's against you! Is the leader of the independent group Lao Tzu, or is he a scholar? He didn't listen to Lao Tzu's order!"

"Leader, don't make things difficult for me." Zhao Guorong was one head and two elders, but since he had already locked Li Yunlong, he naturally wouldn't release him again. Otherwise, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?
Zhao Gang, who had calmed down, was overjoyed for a long time, and said with a smile: "You deserve it, now you know what it's like to be disobedient? This is the tradition of our independent group."

"Nonsense, no matter how outrageous I am, I have never kidnapped an officer. I think you taught this. He Zhang Xiucai followed you. Political commissar Zhao even dared to kidnap the boss. How big a deal is it to lock me in a small dark room?"

After Zhao Gang thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was really the case, so he didn't argue with Li Yunlong.

Zhao Guorong outside was also quite shocked when he heard the words, my good boy, what kind of people are in the independent group!
Political Commissar Zhao looks so kind, and he even kidnapped the boss?

After Zhu Ziming tied the rope, his posture was quite vigorous, and he didn't look like a waste.

On another hill, Zhu Zi saw Zhu Ziming's figure by the moonlight, and waved his hand to signal everyone to prepare for the battle.

Zhu Ziming went all the way down to the bottom of the cliff, and there was no one in front of him. He was wondering if he had been let go by Yamamoto, when suddenly someone slapped him on the back. He trembled all over, obviously frightened, as he had done something wrong.

When I looked back, it was Yamamoto.

Yamamoto smiled and said: "Mr. Zhu is indeed a good friend of the Imperial Army. After this operation, I will definitely apply for a reward for you."

"Thank you Yamamoto, but"

"But what?"

"However, the Eighth Route Army has stepped up their guard. I guess the news has leaked out. I suggest that we cancel this operation." Zhu Ziming knew in his heart that since these people came, they would not return empty-handed. As long as they climbed up the mountain, they would Li Yunlong's head but still have to say.

really.

"Being more vigilant, you still dare to drink?" Yamamoto chuckled, "The Eighth Route Army can't even afford to eat. Where did they get the money to drink? What day is it today?"

Zhu Ziming said in his heart: Is the Independence Regiment an ordinary Eighth Route Army?They always eat what you devils eat. The money for drinking is naturally seized from you.

It seemed that he had experienced a long time of inner struggle, or perhaps two voices were fighting in his mind, but in the end he closed his eyes as if resigned to fate, and said, "Today is the day of great joy for our group."

I've tried my best!

"There is a Chinese saying that it is better to meet by chance than to invite each other. If we bump into each other today, we will naturally give him a big gift."

Yamamoto looked at Zhu Ziming again, and said, "But I still want to congratulate you, you are lucky."

Zhu Ziming: "?"

"My people have already come to investigate. There are explosives and hidden mines on this cliff, and you were able to avoid them all and come down safely. It can be seen that the god of luck is looking after you."

"What?!!" Zhu Ziming's face changed drastically, and his legs and feet suddenly became weak: "Why don't I know!"

"Hahaha." Yamamoto smiled at first, then turned serious, and said, "Zhu Ziming, you have to understand your situation, and you have to know that we don't need you, so if you want to live, you have to show your value." Bar."

Yamamoto waved his hand and signaled everyone to go up the cliff from the path that had been surveyed in advance and had no hidden thunder.

Zhu Zi could see clearly through the binoculars, and said with a smile: "Do these devils think that the explosives on the cliff were detonated by hidden mines?"

The crowd laughed.

Because of two college students, through geometry and physics, they roughly calculated the best hiding place for gunpowder and its applicable amount. Zhuzi and the others just buried the explosives in the designated place, and fired when the devil climbed the cliff.

In the binoculars, when Zhu Zi saw the ghost climbing the cliff and was about to reach the top of the mountain, he waved his hand: "Let go!"

The devil who was in charge of raiding the entrance of the village saw the sudden retreat of the sentinel at the entrance of the village. He was wondering what had happened, and was thinking about whether to inform Mr. Yamamoto when he suddenly heard the sound of a shell exploding.

boom!boom!boom!Boom—the mountain shook suddenly.

The leading little devil's face changed, and he said, "No, something happened to the boss and the others!"

The other team leader also quickly made a decision: "We can't wait any longer, and quickly raid the entrance of the former village to attract firepower for Da Zuo!"

puff--

As soon as the captain finished speaking, he felt his neck burn, and then heard a gunshot, and completely lost consciousness.

"Damn, I've stared at you for a long time, and my eyes are almost blind. If the pillar is a little later, I may not be able to keep an eye on this grandson." Wang Xikui rubbed his dry eyes.

At the same time, the snipers ambushed in the mountains and shot at their own targets, trying to cause maximum damage to the devils as soon as possible.

"Attack!"

By this time, the little devils naturally knew that they had been exposed, but they hadn't received the order to retreat from the commander, so they naturally wanted to rush forward without fear of death and complete their combat goals.

Finally rushed through the ambush circle of the sniper team——

chug chug chug chug—

Da da da da da da da da --

The light and heavy machine guns fired together, and the firepower network formed by the interaction of bullets had almost no dead ends. Their combat literacy was excellent, and they were still individuals. Under such intensive firepower suppression, they could not stand out at all.

After throwing down a lot of corpses, they all looked for bunkers to hide.

Seeing the devil lying behind the cover and not daring to move, Wang Xikui glared at the sniper team with joy. It was too easy to kill the target.

Sun Desheng listened to the lively sound of guns and guns outside, and then looked at the terrified aunt and uncle in front of him. He felt that the sorrows and joys of others had nothing to do with him, and the saber in his hand, which was regarded as a treasure, was boring. What kind of cavalry?
I was in the wrong profession back then, how fun is it to be an artilleryman?

Yamamoto, who took the lead in charging on the cliff, was already dead.

His hand was about to touch the corner of Victory Cliff. But a deafening explosion sounded in his ears, and a wave of air blasted him away. Forty soldiers fell from the collapse, twenty were climbing the cliff, almost all of them were smashed by a round of artillery strikes, and it was only a matter of time before the remaining few survived.

Some were directly bombed to death by shells, some were crushed to death by rocks, and some fell to their deaths very tragically.

And the [-] soldiers who have not yet climbed the cliff are also disheartened, many of them are slightly injured, and they are in a very embarrassing situation.

Wang Gensheng walked around to another part of the cliff, took out bundles of grenades, and said, "Get ready, throw it!"

(End of this chapter)