my bright sword career

Chapter 563 Join the war
"Hurry up... run forward, quickly enter the front position!"

Tian Shoudong, the head of the 687th regiment, stood in the middle of the line, and kept cheering up the soldiers who were running out of breath.

"Comrades, persistence is victory. The brother troops of the 770th regiment are fighting fiercely with the devils. We must enter the position as soon as possible to replace them. We must not let the efforts and blood of the brother troops be shed in vain!"

"Woooo..."

As soon as Tian Shoudong's words fell, a whistling sound resounded in the sky like a gust of wind, and like a gust of wind, one after another of flames rushed towards the opposite Japanese army's position like a pop.

While everyone was stunned, the Japanese army positions that kept shooting at the Eighth Route Army positions within their visual distance instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames. Even after a distance of one mile, they could still hear that the Japanese army positions were all covered in flames. and thick smoke.

More than ten minutes later, the soldiers of the 387th regiment finally arrived at the position of the 770th regiment, which is said to be the most dangerous, but they were stunned by the scene after entering the position.

Opposite them, a group of Eighth Route Army soldiers in gray uniforms were attacking the Japanese positions, with bombers and fighter jets roaring above their heads.

They could even clearly see the formation of fighter jets flying all over the sky continuously diving and strafing towards the Japanese positions, pulling up the nose and then swooping and strafing, and the sound of bomb explosions continued to be heard from the distant positions.

When Master Lin and Xu Dahai arrived, they saw that the 687 regiment from the head to the soldiers were all in a state of sluggishness.

When Tian Shoudong saw Xu Dahai walking profusely in sweat, he couldn't help asking: "Brigade Commander, what's going on? Why do I feel like I'm in the wrong place? When did the Eighth Route Army become so arrogant?"

"how could I know?"

At this time, Xu Dahai also had a sluggish expression on his face. Looking at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were attacking the Japanese positions under the cover of aircraft cannons and machine guns, he always felt that the style of painting was so out of harmony.

It stands to reason that the Japanese army should not be launching a fierce offensive towards them now. The soldiers of the 770th regiment are risking huge casualties to hold their positions with statements. Why is the situation now reversed? This makes me used to it Xu Dahai and his party are a little uncomfortable with the hard life!

Master Lin was the first to regain his composure, and he waved his hand: "Okay, don't be dazed, go to the headquarters and get in touch with their commander, I remember that the leader of the 770 regiment should be Zhang Xunqian , I don’t know if I’m on the ground or not.”

A group of people entered the headquarters, as expected, Zhang Xunqian was indeed not at the headquarters, but went to the front line in person, leaving only the chief of staff to sit in command.

The Chief of Staff of the 770th Regiment saw Commander Lin, Xu Dahai and a group of people coming, so he hurried up to meet them.

Mr. Lin didn't talk nonsense, but asked straightforwardly: "What is the situation ahead now?"

The chief of staff replied: "Reporting to the chief, our regiment is now launching an attack on the 87th Infantry Regiment of the Japanese Mixed Ninth Brigade, the enemy in front of us. The Japanese army resisted tenaciously under the offensive of our regiment, and the two sides are fighting fiercely."

Xu Dahai couldn't help but praised: "You fought well. A regiment dared to launch a counterattack against a Japanese regiment, and it was able to suppress the devils. This is the first time I have seen such a battle."

"The Chief has praised the award, in fact, it is all the credit of the Liantai Flying Corps.

You must have seen it when you came here just now. We only dare to suppress the devils by relying on the support of air power. If we are the only ones participating in the battle, the situation will probably be reversed. "

"Well... you can think that way, it proves that you haven't drifted away yet." Mr. Lin nodded in admiration.

It is nothing for an army to be able to win a battle, but it is the most rare thing to be able to keep abreast of itself after winning a battle, and to be able to clearly understand itself.

"Master, what should we do now?" Tian Shoudong asked.

Teacher Lin narrowed his eyes: "You are also an old Red Army, and you are also the commander of the 687 regiment. Do you still need us to teach you how to fight?"

"Yes!"

Facing this teacher who is always taciturn and not angry, Tian Shoudong didn't dare to ask more questions, and after saluting, he said loudly: "I will immediately call the soldiers of the whole regiment, and together with the brothers of the 770th regiment, we will defeat the enemy in front of us." Japanese army."

Hearing this, Teacher Lin's face softened a lot, and he nodded: "Go...don't lose face of our 115th Division."

"Just wait for the good news of our victory!"

After Tian Shoudong finished speaking, he strode out of the headquarters.

After Tian Shoudong left, Teacher Lin also walked out of the headquarters, stood in a hidden place, raised his binoculars and watched silently...

The arrival of the 687th Regiment boosted the morale of the 770th Regiment, which already had the upper hand, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

At the same time, it was also the last straw that crushed the Japanese army. The Japanese 87th Wing, which was still struggling, finally collapsed.

Tian Shoudong felt that he had never fought such a hearty battle in his life. His army was like a red-hot sharp knife cutting into solidified butter without encountering any obstacles at all.

At this time, he followed the large troops on the charging road. The roads in the mountains and the fields beside the road seemed to be turned over by a plow. , The paddy fields were covered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers, and there were even many wounded Japanese soldiers lying on the side of the road groaning in pain.

Not far ahead, a Japanese soldier whose body was broken by a bullet was still twitching half of his body. A burning Type [-] chariot was covered with holes like thumbs. Farther away, a group of Japanese cavalry was desperately fleeing backwards.

"China Tank!"

There was a terrified scream ahead, and an iron-gray No. [-] tank appeared at the turn, and then the roar of the engine came from the air again. From the sound, it was clear that the size of the fleet must be quite large.

The commander of the Japanese cavalry had lost the courage to resist, and fled in the opposite direction regardless of everything. The rest of the cavalry, who were still in shock, followed him and ran desperately. The group of soldiers in German uniforms around the tank kept firing.

And those soldiers advanced alternately proficiently, and soon more tanks and Eighth Route Army soldiers appeared in sight.

The troops of the Eighth Route Army continued to flow like a tide.

So much so that this little Japanese cavalry could only flee backwards instinctively, but they ran into a paddy field in a panic, which made the situation even worse.

It was extremely difficult for the cavalry to march in the muddy rice fields, and they were soon overtaken by tanks and the Eighth Route Army. After a burst of intense gunfire, all the cavalry fell into the paddy fields.

(End of this chapter)