Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

After Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong led two squads of soldiers to leave the rocket launcher position, the first wave of Japanese artillery shells arrived.

The fierce artillery fire expressed the devil's anger.

It has been more than a year since the Japanese invaders entered Shanxi. They have never suffered such a great loss in the past year. It is simply unbearable.

Listening to the explosions coming from the rear, Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong both felt a little frightened. If they were greedy for the results of the battle and did not listen to Yu Ye's advice to stay where they were to receive the fourth and fifth waves of concentrated fire, they would probably have been covered by the Japanese artillery fire by now.

The shells falling behind Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang became more and more dense, and the artillery fire was almost continuous.

"Old Li, you've been fighting the Japanese for so many years. Have you ever seen their artillery fire so crazy?" Zhao Gang asked.

"No, really not. Don't just talk about the Japs. Even in all the battles I fought, I have never seen such crazy Japs."

Li Yunlong sighed.

The two men looked at each other and laughed at the same time. The more crazy the Japanese's artillery fire was, the more it proved one thing, that is, their artillery fire just now hurt the Japanese.

"Old Zhao, this battle is really inspiring. Since Yu Ye came, we are suppressing the Japanese now.

This feeling is so refreshing.”

Li Yunlong was carrying an 18.8 kg 107mm rocket launcher shell and did not feel it was heavy at all. He felt more and more energetic as he walked.

"Hahaha, who said it wasn't? Now Yu Ye is our baby." Zhao Gang also felt very happy.

He carried his big gun on his back and strode towards the direction where the first battalion was exchanging fire with the Japanese, with very big strides.

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The Japanese Fourth Brigade Barracks.

Kasahara Koizumi and his team have initially stabilized the order. Under his command, the artillery quickly built positions and covered the possible positions of the enemy artillery with artillery fire.

The effect was very good. Under the suppression of the artillery of the 4th Brigade, the artillery team of the Eighth Route Army quickly stopped and stopped shelling.

Kasahara Koizumi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could suppress the artillery of the Eighth Route Army and restore order in his own troops, his Fourth Brigade would be able to easily defeat the Eighth Route Army troops armed with ordinary old light weapons.

In that situation, it was almost like bullying and slaughtering the weak.

Kasahara Koizumi strictly ordered his artillery troops to keep firing back at the Eighth Route Army's artillery without stopping, and not to allow them any chance to counterattack.

Then, Kasahara Koizumi ordered several military commanders under his command to take the newly assembled infantry troops and rely on the barracks, ready to engage the enemy at any time.

We have to admit that the Japs at the 40-year mark were truly a group of elite troops, whose fighting will and combat qualities were above average.

After a brief panic, this group of Japanese soldiers quickly restored their organization under the leadership of their chief officer and quickly built up their positions based on the barracks.

Kasahara Koizumi quickly established his own command post, and his deputy reported to him the recent battle situation.

"Reporting to the commander of the brigade, Kasahara, we have suffered heavy casualties from the bombardment by the Eighth Route Army. According to preliminary statistics, more than 710 people have died, more than 330 are seriously injured, and two infantry guns have been damaged in the enemy bombardment."

After hearing the current battle report, Kasahara Koizumi's face instantly turned pale. He had anticipated that his team might have suffered heavy losses, but suffering such heavy losses was indeed beyond his estimation.

According to the current organization of the Japanese, the full strength of a brigade is about 7000 people. If he had not arranged an infantry regiment and some other baggage trains to be split into small units to garrison along the Zhengtai Line, the Eighth Route Army's artillery attack would probably have caused greater losses to himself.

There are currently about 4000 people stationed in this camp. This round of shelling alone has caused the loss of nearly a quarter of them. This is a huge loss and a huge shame!

After all, since entering the battlefield in China, they have not encountered any large-scale resistance, and subconsciously underestimated the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army.

By now, Kasahara Koizumi no longer thought about whether he would be demoted or punished after the war. He only wanted to wipe out the invading Eighth Route Army in order to wash away his own shame.

"Pass my order down. All combat teams must annihilate the invading enemies this time. If any enemy escapes, everyone must commit seppuku to make up for their dereliction of duty." Kasahara Koizumi issued this order with a stern face.

"Hai!"

Kasahara Koizumi's deputy was silent after hearing this order. As a soldier of His Majesty the Locust, who had received so many years of locust education, he naturally understood the weight of his boss's words.

If the Chinese team that caused heavy damage to the 4th Brigade cannot be wiped out, everyone will suffer the most severe punishment.

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The task assigned to the First Battalion Commander Zhang Dabiao was to tie down the Japanese Fourth Brigade and buy time for the Second and Third Battalions to destroy the Japanese railway tracks.

They watched from the periphery of the Japanese army as three waves of 36 artillery shells hit the Japanese army barracks. They saw with their own eyes the Japanese army barracks turned into a sea of ​​fire and smelled the smell of burning flesh, which was simply terrifying.

After the three waves of rocket launchers completed the coverage, Zhang Dabiao led a battalion to establish a front line outside the Japanese barracks, harassing the Japanese with a small number of mortars and firing sporadically to tie down the Japanese's actions.

But unexpectedly, not long after the Japanese started firing back, the Japanese infantry on the front line suddenly became possessed by some evil spirit and started screaming as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Almost in an instant, it was visible to the naked eye that the density of the Japs' firepower increased exponentially.

Moreover, many Japanese soldiers actually abandoned the strong fortifications outside the barracks and rushed towards the front line of the first battalion without regard for their lives.

The intensity of the Japanese charge was like a suicide attack. They hardly tried to dodge any bullets and just risked their lives.

At the beginning, Zhang Dabiao joked with the people around him: "This little Japanese soldier, although he is only about 150 to 160 meters tall, he can run quite fast with his short legs."

But later on, Zhang Dabiao couldn't laugh anymore. Looking at the situation, it seemed that the damn Japanese were going to fight for their lives.

This made Zhang Dabiao feel a little numb.

In the past, I always led the team to charge at the Japanese, but now the Japanese are charging at me in droves as if they don't care about their lives.

More than a thousand Japanese infantrymen charged towards more than 300 soldiers from the first battalion of the independent regiment. Isn't this too magical?