Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Others are rounding up, but for Li Yunlong, it has become rounding up to ten. As long as it is less than ten, it is equivalent to nothing.

This is also one of the reasons why Brigadier Chen let the independent regiment stay behind, because the weapons and equipment of the independent regiment are really poor.

If Brigadier Chen was present at this time and saw the scene where a battalion could put out six mortars, he would have whipped Li Yunlong to relieve his anger immediately.

As a soldier of the Anti-Japanese War, Li Yunlong did not say that he devoted himself to killing the enemy and never sought personal gain for himself, all for the common people.

But as the head of the independent regiment under the jurisdiction of the [-]th Brigade, Li Yunlong is a bit of a chicken thief.

Not only are the weapons and equipment registered at the brigade headquarters only one-tenth of the actual number, but even the actual strength of the troops is less than one-third.

So much so that Brigadier Chen still felt that the Independence Regiment hadn't regained its vitality after being attacked by the little devils.

After a round of shelling, the shells exploded in the team of little devils, and the little devils fell down in pieces.

Before the little devils of the Waseda brigade could prepare for defense, the second round of shelling started again, and shells flew past.

After four consecutive rounds of shelling, one-third of the combatants of the Waseda Brigade had been wiped out.

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"Zhang Dabiao, put your mother's arm around it, this is not the way to lose a family. After firing all the shells, you carry the cannon barrel on your shoulders? Change to a heavy machine gun!"

Li Yunlong, who knew the number of shells by heart, cried out distressedly.

It's a waste to shoot up all the boxes of mortar shells in one go.

"Yes! The heavy machine guns are firing, the light machine guns are ready, and as soon as the heavy machine guns stop, they immediately advance alternately."

Zhang Dabiao hastily ordered.

The Waseda Battalion, which had been battered by several rounds of shelling, managed to last until the artillery fire stopped, and was about to form a team to launch an attack, when seven or eight heavy machine guns opened fire together.

A few fire snakes swept down the soldiers in the first two rows of the team in an instant, and even Waseda Heitan's horse was broken with a leg.

"Concealment, concealment, and the eight-way firepower is very strong."

Waseda Heitan screamed anxiously.

Suffering from the lack of heavy firepower support, the Waseda brigade could only find temporary shelters to avoid attacks, relying on a few heavy machine guns to suppress the firepower of the independent regiment.

After some heavy machine gun fire, some of the little devils were killed.

On the side of the independent regiment, seeing that the enemies were hiding and continued to fire but could not cause effective damage, the heavy machine gun stopped firing.

As soon as the heavy machine gun stopped, twenty soldiers with light machine guns stood up and rushed forward.

Twenty fighters, divided into four groups, moved forward with crossfire.

Although the firepower of the light machine gun was not as good as that of the heavy machine gun, this cross-shooting tactic suppressed the kid so much that he dared not show his face.

Overcoming obstacles all the way, he rushed directly to the place less than 30 meters away from the Waseda Brigade's position.

This distance can no longer be explained by simple defense and offense.

Soldiers of the Waseda Battalion were killed every moment, whether they were hiding behind bunkers or not.

"Stop them!"

Waseda Heitan roared.

The little devil's heavy machine gun and light machine gun fired together, and there were indirectly thrown grenades.

In less than 2 minutes, half of the twenty soldiers charging with light machine guns from the Independence Regiment fell down.

"Damn it."

Li Yunlong punched the ground, and every time a soldier fell, his heart felt like it was bleeding.

"Leader, let me bring someone up!"

Zhang Dabiao looked at Li Yunlong and asked with red eyes.

"Remove the people first!"

Li Yunlong gritted his teeth and made an unexpected decision.

According to the practice of the Eighth Route Army, when the firepower in the front is insufficient, the rear should launch a charge, but he did the opposite and asked the frontline firepower to retreat.

Although Zhang Dabiao was unwilling, he had to carry out the order of the head of the regiment.

"Machine gun squad, withdraw, withdraw!"

After receiving the order, the remaining ten fighters continued to shoot while retreating.

"Swoosh, the Eighth Route Army has been repulsed by us, charge me and kill them! Give it to Yaxi!"

Waseda Heitan thought that the independent regiment was unable to launch another attack, so he drew out his command knife and ordered proudly.

All of a sudden, all the little devils who were avoiding jumped out and rushed towards the independent group.

"Heavy machine guns fire, light machine guns cover, everyone bayonets, charge me, kill these bastards!"

With a roar, Li Yunlong jumped out of the cover first, and fired a shot at the little devil on the opposite side.

"Da da da..."

The heavy machine guns of the independent regiment sprayed fire snakes again, and the little devils fell down one after another.

A box of bullets was emptied, and the light machine gun immediately filled the gap, firing from the left and right sides.

At the same time, the soldiers of the first battalion had bayonets attached to their rifles, and rushed forward screaming, charging the enemy face to face.

"Fuck them!"

With a roar, Zhang Dabiao took off the hat on his head and threw it on the ground, drew out the big knife on his back, and directly chopped down a little devil.

The gunfire didn't last long. On this small battlefield, the [-]st Battalion of the Independent Regiment and the Hatomoto Battalion soon fell into hand-to-hand combat.

Stabbing with bayonets and slashing with big knives, only blood spray and screams remained at the scene.

Facing the little devils several times their own, the soldiers of the first battalion marched forward bravely without fear.

I would rather be stabbed by a little devil's bayonet than to rush forward a few steps and stab a little devil to death.

People kept falling, and the ground gradually became red with blood.

In the face of unarmed civilians, little devils are more ferocious than wolves, tigers and leopards, but in the face of little devils, soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are more brave than wolves, tigers and leopards.

Although they had the upper hand in numbers, the little devils in Hatomoto's brigade were quickly defeated and began to retreat one after another.

There is no way, the Eighth Route Army's tactics of injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred are not something they dare to face at all.

The bayonet training that the little devil received all started from blocking, and then wanted to attack the opponent's vital points.

But the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army completely omitted the step of parrying. As soon as they met, they went straight to the vitals, whether it was the neck or the heart.

And those Eighth Route Army armed with big knives, who can bear one head at a time?

Seeing that less than one-third of the team was left, Jiechuan Hatomoto had no choice but to give an order to retreat.

The little devil who retreated in a hurry was like a bereaved dog. One second he was holding his rifle and preparing to fight the bayonet, and the next second he turned around and ran. At that speed, even the [-]-meter champion would be ashamed.

"Catch them, kill them!"

Zhang Dabiao brandished his big knife and roared.

"Stop chasing the damn thing, get back!"

Li Yunlong fired a shot into the sky and roared.

The soldiers had to give up their pursuit and all retreated.

"Captain, why don't you chase after him?"

Zhang Dabiao didn't kill to his heart's content, and asked puzzledly.

"You know what a fart, don't chase after the poor, our purpose is to stop the enemy, we must not leave the position."

Li Yunlong explained unhappily that his thinking was still very clear. The little devils who fought just now were probably only part of the support team of Yamazaki, and there might be other troops passing by. The most important thing is to hold the line of defense.

However, the appearance of the little devil also confirmed Li Yunlong's guess that Brigadier Chen had already launched an attack on the Yamazaki Brigade.

The only reason for attacking the Yamazaki Brigade was that Qiao Zhuang's problem was solved and Qiao Lin's operation was successful.

This made Li Yunlong very happy.

After counting, 97 soldiers were sacrificed in the First Battalion of the Independent Regiment in the First World War just now, and one-third of the combat personnel were reduced. Of the 300 people brought out, only 200 were left at this time.

"Comrades, we wear the clothes of the Eighth Route Army and eat the food of the Eighth Route Army. This life belongs to the Eighth Route Army. Our mission is to fight the little devils. In the previous battle, we 300 people disabled a brigade of little devils. Although we sacrificed We lost nearly a hundred brothers, but we still won, I want to ask you, if there is another brigade of little devils, would you dare to fight with them?"

The remains of the sacrificed soldiers were placed on the side of the road. After leading the soldiers to finish the ceremony of silence, Li Yunlong looked at the remaining people and asked.

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

The soldiers roared in unison.

"Okay, this motherfucker is like a man. I'm leaving my words here today. No matter how many people the little devil comes, as long as there is one person alive in our independent group, the little devil will not even think about passing here."

Li Yunlong raised his fist and said.

"I would rather die than retreat, people are in the position!"

There is no fear in the eyes of the soldiers, only perseverance and fearlessness.

After the defeated Waseda brigade ran not far away, they encountered another team.

Chapter 510 Attack Encounters Obstacles

After receiving the order of Hatomoto Jiechuan, the captain of the Inoka Brigade, Inoshita Low-neng, immediately led the team to the Yamazaki Brigade for support.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to reach Wuyakou, he ran into Waseda Heitan who was in a panic.

"Waseda-kun, you are..."

Looking at Waseda Heitan, who had lost his hat and had a Mediterranean hairstyle, Inoshita asked in surprise.

"Mr. Jingxia, there are eight blocking forces ahead, and our troops have suffered heavy casualties!"

Waseda Heitan finally met his own people, and he would not let go of the imbecile hand of the well, chattering about his tragic experience.