Bright Sword: Hosting the independent regiment, all become special forces

Chapter 69 Untitled
"Your Excellency, Captain, the Artillery Regiment was attacked at Jiangjun Ridge. The general is dead or alive, please help!"

Cangtian Junshan waved his saber when he heard it: "The whole army turns around, aiming at Jiangjunling, attack!"

As soon as Shi Fujian saw the devil commander, he was about to run away, acting like a living horse doctor, to see if he could blow up this son of a bitch.

"Get ready! Let go!"

The two small cannons rushed towards the devils, but there was nothing wrong with Kurata Junshan. The devil's infantry commander Joshi Terajima, who had just left to arrange an attack, was killed on the spot.

The formation of the devil's infantry regiment was suddenly disrupted.

Zhao Gang saw that this was a fucking good opportunity, and ordered on the spot: "While the devils are in a mess, prepare to attack! Wang Chengzhu, fire!"

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong, who had already run to the forefront of the fight, had not had time to give the order to charge, Zhang Wei rushed even faster than him.

"Brothers, the brave wins when we meet on a narrow road! Kill!"

Li Yunlong's idea is: eat this group of devils as soon as possible, build a defense on the spot, and block this group of devils here.Cooperate with Commissar Zhao and the others to attack back and forth, and kill all these devils.

Zhang Wei's idea is: Fuck you little devil, I'll kill you all the fuck.

In fact, the ultimate goal of the two people is to eliminate this group of devils and build defenses in place. If the devils want to evacuate and bypass Wang's beard, don't even think about carrying heavy weapons. Even horses need to be discarded to make a detour through the woods. Leaving, there is only such a road, a bit like catching a turtle in a urn.

The rest of the devils were still stubbornly resisting, and they fought back with guns without fear of death. The charging soldiers sacrificed dozens more, and finally rushed to the front of the devils.

The magazine of the "grass mud horse" Zhang Wei's rifle was empty, and before he had time to change the bullets, the two devils rushed over.

Zhang Wei dodged another devil's bayonet sideways, grabbed the devil's rifle, took out his pistol and hit the devil's face with one shot.

Zhang Wei shouted while shooting: "Shi Dafan, lead someone to stop those devils who want to run away!"

After looking around the battlefield, he shouted: "Chengcai! Li Erdan! Xiao Qin, Laifu! Cover fire! Move fast!"

I saw Liu Fan, the squad leader of the second row, kneeling on the battlefield, motionless.

Zhang Wei rushed over: "Liu Fan! Liu Fan! What the hell are you doing?"

Using the smoke rising from the explosion of the grenade as cover, Zhang Wei pulled the motionless Liu Fan to the ground.

"What are you doing in a daze? Are you courting death?"

Zhang Wei raised his gun and killed a Japanese soldier who had stabbed him. Looking back, he saw a piece of shrapnel stuck in Liu Fan's forehead, and he died at some point.

With red eyes, Zhang Wei raised his bayonet and rushed towards the Japanese devils, almost shouting from his throat: "Kill!"

Most of the soldiers from the independent regiment had rushed down and mixed with the devils.

Zhang Wei's strength broke out in an all-round way, rushing to the position of the devil commander. If the devils along the way can't hold Zhang Wei's hands for three seconds, they will be stabbed to the heart, or they will be kicked by Zhang Wei. Kick to death.

The red dot didn't move or disappear, which made Zhang Wei a little strange, and he didn't realize it until he got close.

The unlucky brigade leader was crushed under the overturned mountain cannon, his leg was broken, and he was lying on the ground, life or death unknown.

Zhang Wei stepped forward and shot two shots in the head, and the red dot disappeared.

The battle was over, and there were still some devils kneeling on the ground, seemingly ready to surrender.

Li Yunlong didn't care about the captives, and commanded the other soldiers: "Quickly, build a defense on the spot, and be ready to face the devil's attack at any time! Old He! Old He! Don't get down the fuck, the light machine gun is right there! Huzi, Huzi, take these cadres of the Anti-Dalian University to stay at the commanding heights, and give them weapons, let them join the battle!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Wei looked at the three devils kneeling on the ground, and one of them seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

Without speaking, he took out his pistol and pointed it at the three devils.

"Zhang Wei! Damn it's out of the question! This is a violation of discipline."

Zhang Wei didn't say a word, Li Yunlong's strength could not affect him to shoot, raise the gun, standard, and pull the trigger.

Li Yunlong took a look, Zhang Wei ignored him, his eyes were red again, and there were even traces of tears, he hurriedly shouted: "Da Biao! Come and help, this kid is so red-eyed!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dabiao hurriedly grabbed Zhang Wei's other shoulder.

Fortunately, what Zhang Wei wanted to kill was the Japanese. You must know that on the battlefield, there are many cases of stabbing teammates at the end because of stimulation.

This kind of situation is not limited to recruits. Many times, veterans will also lose their souls or go crazy because of certain special situations.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A bullet was missing, so Zhang Wei threw off the restraints of Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao, and picked up the bayonet on the ground.

The devil soldier had been frightened for a long time. He sat on the ground with his buttocks, and kept pushing his two calves on the ground, trying to stay away from Zhang Wei.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Mother! Father! Ah! Don't come here!"

The devil is also a dead horse as a living horse, and the doctor keeps begging for mercy:

"I'm innocent! I'm just following the orders of my superiors! Please let me go! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"

"Pfft!"

Zhang Wei can understand Japanese, but he doesn't want to listen.

After two steps, he chased after him, stabbed the devil's chest with a bayonet, and stared at the ground.

"Go down and talk to those Chinese who died because of you. It's their business to forgive you. My task is to send you to see them!"

Fortunately, Shi Dafan and Chengcai reacted quickly. The two of them plus Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao, the four of them pushed Zhang Wei to the ground.

Zhang Wei panted heavily, and the wordless anger in his heart continued, but fortunately he calmed down slowly, and the crimson in his eyes gradually faded away.

"Leader, let me go, I have calmed down."

Seeing that Zhang Wei, who was under him, was no longer struggling, Li Yunlong winked, and the others stood up and looked at Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei's tears couldn't stop streaming down, and he choked up and said: "Regimental Commander! The independent platoon fighters I led back then, now there are only three left, and the rest are all sacrificed!"

"Liu Fan from the second class died in front of me just now. I was only 20 years old this year, and I promised him to ask him for a wife after the war! Also, it turned out that the first class grew up strong, and when he sacrificed, I asked other Soldiers, don't shed tears, I didn't expect that the second child in the first class, Wei Zhaoyang, fell on the way of charging just now."

"It's gone! It's gone! You little devil!"

When Li Yunlong heard it, he just wanted to say a few words of relief.

"Captain, the devil's cavalry is here."

The original consolation turned into a kick: "Stealer! Zhang Wei! You are fucking like a bitch. I will dismiss you now. You are now a fucking soldier. I, Li Yunlong Your soldiers!"

Unprepared, Zhang Wei was kicked and staggered, and he came back to look at Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong stared and shouted: "I order you now! Wipe the horse urine off your face! Prepare to fight!"

Zhang Wei wiped away tears and saluted: "Yes!"

　PS: After thinking about it for about half an hour, I still didn't change it, so I wrote it according to the original idea.

　　Although the description may be unsatisfactory, the writing is not good.The author's cultural level is limited, and he only wants to express simple emotions.

　　The protagonist will grow up because of this. The war is so cruel. We sacrificed countless ancestors in exchange for today's national independence and prosperity. I hope everyone will remember the history and work hard.

　　
　
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