Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

"Major Watanabe, although Ikeda is a bit useless, his brother is a member of the regiment's staff. We asked him to come here this time just to get some credit.

There are obviously not many enemies on the opposite side now, and it will be dark in three hours. Even if he fails in this attack, we still have enough time. How about letting him charge again? "The Japanese squadron staff carefully suggested.

Watanabe glanced coldly at the staff officer beside him, "Humph, the task given to us by the commander is to reach the flank of Cangyun Ridge tonight.

While the Tubalu troops were resting in the middle of the night, they would seize the high ground on the left side of Cangyun Ridge in one fell swoop, and then they would be able to narrow the height difference between them and the Tubalu troops' positions.

Tomorrow morning, with the frontal attack, we will definitely be able to capture Cangyunling. The headquarters of the Eighth Route Army is behind Cangyunling, so our mission is very important.

If we fail to break through the position here before dark today and delay the advance of the wing commander, even the relatives of the wing staff will be punished!"

"Hey, Major, please rest assured. The enemy on the other side has not had much combat power after eight hours of resistance. I believe that this attack by Ikeda's team will definitely yield results!"

The Japanese staff officer gritted his teeth and explained, didn't he know the regiment's combat plan? It was really Ikeda who gave him too much.

God knows how poor a combat staff officer like him is. It's hard to get someone to give him money, so he must do his job well. Who knows, there might be a next time.

If Watanabe knew that his team leader did not give him money but instead went to his staff officer, I wonder what he would think.

He picked up the telescope and looked at the position of Wang Ye and others. As expected, he did not see many people. He thought that the bombardment must have killed most of them. The remaining people would definitely not be able to stop the charge of a small team.

He thought for a moment before saying, "I'm giving him one more chance. If he fails, I'll send him back to the team tomorrow morning!"

Ikeda, who was lying on the charge path, had no idea what was happening behind him. He was hiding behind a rock. Not far from him was the Japanese soldier who had just been killed by Wang Su.

He looked at the bloody hole between the enemy's eyebrows and his heart twitched. How could the enemy's shooting be so accurate? They had been fighting for 8 hours, so why were there still people on the opposite position?

He thought that after such a long time, the small group of troops on the opposite side had been killed or wounded, so he took over the attack mission, thinking that he would be the first to rush to the opposite position.

Who knew that the enemy on the opposite side had such good marksmanship that he could shoot his own men in the head with one shot from a hundred meters away!

"Baga, everyone be careful, the enemy on the opposite side is very accurate in shooting, the light machine gun and grenade launcher team will cover our charge!"

Wang Ye and Wang Su looked for a long time but didn't see any Japanese soldiers sticking their heads out. Wang Su couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. After all, she was only 8 years old, and it was her first time to go to the battlefield.

"Brother, these devils are really good at hiding. I watched for a long time but couldn't find a target to shoot at!"

Wang Ye motioned her to look far away. "That's the Japanese squadron headquarters. Do you see the people with telescopes standing in front of the tent? That Japanese soldier is probably the squadron leader. Why don't you shoot him?"

Wang Su observed through the scope on his gun and said with some embarrassment, "Brother, this is actually over a thousand meters, I'm not sure!"

Wang Ye was not very sure, but the Japanese actually placed their headquarters about a thousand meters away, which was a provocation to them. It was because they saw that they had no heavy weapons.

If Wang Ye had been ruthless enough to exchange for a mortar just now, two shots would have been enough to destroy the Japanese squadron headquarters.

"Captain, there's a situation!" Wang Dabao shouted in a low voice.

“Da da da…”

Before Wang Ye could see, the three light machine guns of the Japanese squad had already started firing. The bullets hit the dirt pile outside the trench, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Fortunately, the 10 members of the children's group were very scattered and were very alert after gaining combat experience.

"Little sister, your target is the enemy's light machine guns and grenade launchers. The rest of you can fire freely. Don't let the enemy get within 30 meters!"

Wang Ye felt a little regretful. Not only did he not have a machine gun, he didn't even have two grenades. You know, the German long-handled grenades are quite powerful.

Seeing that the three machine guns had suppressed the enemy so much that they could not raise their heads, Captain Ikeda drew out his command knife and shouted excitedly,

"Hey, give it to me."

When the Japanese heard the order to charge, they all rushed out from their hiding places. Ikeda followed carefully at the end of the team.

In a few seconds, the Japanese soldiers had entered the 100-meter range. How could Wang Ye let the Japanese soldiers rush over so easily? He aimed at the head of the Japanese soldier in front of him and shot him.

"Bang!" The bullet entered the enemy's forehead, creating a big hole in the back of his head. The bullet tip flew backwards with flesh and blood.

The Japanese soldier charging behind watched helplessly as the flesh and blood from the back of the head of the Japanese soldier in front of him splattered into his wide-open mouth.

Wang Ye's gunshot was like a signal. The gunshots of the other eight people rang out almost at the same time. The children's group members who had been blessed by the system turned into elite soldiers. At a distance of more than 8 meters, they shot one Japanese soldier after another, and every shot hit the target.

The Japanese were like poorly grown leeks, constantly being harvested. The faster they rushed forward, the more thoroughly they died.

Wang Su aimed his gun at the Japanese light machine gun group about 150 meters behind. A Japanese squad had three machine guns.

Now these three machine guns have been suppressing Wang Ye's position. Fortunately, the members of the children's group moved to another position after each shot.

"Bang!" A machine gun went silent.

"There's a sharpshooter!" The leader of the Japanese machine gun team yelled and then lay down.

The machine gunner died, and the assistant gunner took over without hesitation. The training of the Japanese was extremely strict, and this situation had happened countless times. So even though he knew there was a sharpshooter on the other side, the Japanese assistant gunner did not hesitate.

Wang Su licked her dry lips, her nerves were extremely excited. She had never thought that she could fight so well on the battlefield, killing two Japanese soldiers with just two shots.

When she saw the Japanese rushing over to hold on to the machine gun and prepare to shoot, she thought with disdain in her heart, "You little Japanese soldier, you still want to shoot? Do you think your aunt doesn't exist?"

"Bang!" Wang Su loaded the bullet and fired another shot at the Japanese machine gunner.

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The Japanese machine gun group was completely silenced under Wang Su's strong suppression. The Japanese had four people manning one light machine gun, and a squad had three machine guns and 12 people.

Wang Su specifically shot at the Japanese shooters. In just two minutes, only three people were left in the Japanese machine gun group. These three people crawled in a small pit dug temporarily and looked at the machine gun not far away, sweating coldly in their hearts.

In their eyes, it was not a machine gun, but a murderous ghost!