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

Chapter 9
The pursuit battle lasted for a short time, and all the Japanese soldiers except the last devil were killed.

The last devil knelt down and begged to surrender. He babbled a lot, but the soldiers didn't understand.

But everyone was very cautious, keeping a considerable distance from the devil, and keeping their guns pointed at him. If they found out that he did something that shouldn't be done, they would kill him on the spot.

Zhang Wei told them a very simple truth before, beasts like devils must beware of their counterattack before they die, so as not to cause unnecessary casualties to the soldiers.

"Hold your head in your hands and lie on the ground!" Hearing that Zhang Wei was speaking in Japanese, the devil suddenly raised his head to look at Zhang Wei, "You, are you a citizen of the Great Japanese Empire?"

"What did our platoon leader say about the little devil?"

"It should be the words of the Japanese devils, you can see that Little Japan seems to understand it."

Xiao Qin whispered from the side: "Actually, I can also speak a few words of Japanese, you can tell me Missi Missi, flower girl."

Da Zhuang: "Shut up, didn't you see the platoon leader asking questions? Let the traitors go, and go clean the battlefield!"

Zhang Wei spat on Little Japan's face: "Fart, I'm an upright Chinese, I'll ask you a few questions, answer honestly and I won't kill you!"

The devil wiped the saliva off his face and nodded, "I'll tell you what question you want to ask."

"How many devils are there in the county? What about the puppet army?"

Devil: "We are the [-]th Brigade of the Japanese Army, the [-]rd Infantry Squadron of the [-]th Infantry Brigade under the former Sakata Regiment, commanded by Major Aono Sabo.

However, after the recent World War I, the Sakata Regiment has been disbanded, and now the remnants belong to the Sixth Mixed Brigade, stationed in various counties. "

Zhang Wei nodded: "Tell me about the equipment of the county devils.

Guizi: "There are about three heavy machine guns. I don't know the number of grenade launchers, but there are two 75mm mountain guns. I don't know the others."

"Squad leader, take off all the weapons on him, tie them up, throw them on the motorcycle, and let's send them to the team leader for him to ask for credit."

At this moment, the devil finally showed his fangs, took out the grenade and wanted to die with everyone.

Zhang Wei noticed the devil's small movements, and quickly stepped forward and kicked the devil to the ground.

The soldier next to him immediately inserted a bayonet into the devil's chest, ending the devil's life.

"See? These beasts will be slaughtered as much as possible in the future."

"Yes!"

After simply packing up weapons and ammunition, and a sidecar motorcycle in good condition, Zhang Wei thought about sending it to the regiment headquarters.

After asking, none of these fighters know how to use this motorcycle.

Zhang Wei fumbled for a while and started the engine, and there was not much oil.

The fuel tank of another motorcycle that had been damaged was removed, and all of them were poured into this motorcycle.

"Platoon leader, can you still ride a bicycle?" The little soldier sitting behind Zhang Wei asked curiously. Because he was scratched by a stray bullet on his thigh, he had the privilege, and Zhang Wei became his driver.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's all the same, sit still!" Zhang Wei said, twisted the motorcycle, caught up with Xizi, and then said: "Deputy platoon leader, be sure to arrive at the station before tonight!"

Some of the captured long guns were all placed on the motorcycle, and the little soldier was responsible for holding them.

At the back are the tied up devil captives, so the space is not very big.

The gains from annihilating the Japanese army team this time were not many. A rough estimate was only [-] guns, half of which were damaged to varying degrees. Three doors were shot, but unfortunately no special grenade was seized.

The county seat, where the ghosts live,
Aono Sabo frowned and looked at the two devil soldiers in front of him: "All the jade fragments? It seems that there may be the main force of the Eighth Route Army in this direction."

"Hayi! Your Excellency, squadron leader, the telephone line has been repaired, and the original tulou stronghold can still be used."

"Go down, I want to report the situation to Captain Mumoto."

The new regiment is stationed.

Zhang Dabiao came to Li Yunlong's regiment headquarters: "Report!"

Li Yunlong: "Come in, Da Biao, how is your injury?"

Zhang Dabiao patted his injured leg: "The devil's [-] cap has strong penetrating power, but its lethality is not very good. Fortunately, he drilled a hole in his leg, and it is all healed now."

Li Yunlong smiled and raised his wine bowl: "Come on, let's have a fight."

"Hey, hey! You bastard, just take a few sips, why don't you drink it all for me!"

"Leader, don't you always teach us to be honest?"

Li Yunlong stared: "Then you can't be too real."

Zhang Dabiao smiled: "Leader, we are stupid!"

Li Yunlong smiled and picked up the wine bowl: "Accordingly, your performance is good, so you should be rewarded." Li Yunlong saw that Zhang Dabiao was about to come forward, and hurriedly took the wine bowl back: "What are you in a hurry? When you see the wine, you will drink it." Hurry up, I haven't finished my sentence yet. You fought well in the first battalion, and I'm about to ask my superiors to give you a reward or something.

Come, have a drink! "

Zhang Dabiao took it, drank it down, then hesitated for a moment and said: "Commander, you haven't heard any gossip, have you?"

Li Yunlong wondered: "What gossip, I haven't heard anything, so what's the matter?"

"Head, there is a fellow of mine in the headquarters. Before he returned to the team yesterday, we drank together. He would not come out when he drank too much. He said that our new regiment played well this time, but it also caused a lot of trouble. Headquarters The chief was very annoyed by our disobedience this time, and said that he would rectify it."

When Li Yunlong heard this, he said unhappily: "Stop talking nonsense, we should be rewarded for winning battles, we can't revoke our regiment's designation just because we broke through from the front, that would be unreasonable."

Zhang Dabiao was also excited when he heard it: "Yes, I said the same thing. Let's not talk about it, the independent group suffered from him last time, but when we met our new group, they fought head-on, bayonet against bayonet , Even Sakata was killed, this is not blown out, right?"

"But my fellow villager said, aren't your Xinyi regiments bulls? Disobedience and resistance on the battlefield are sweet. Let's see who can command you in the future. Isn't he Li Yunlong capable? Wait, he will have enough to drink a pot by then. gone."

Before Li Yunlong could speak, the sound of a motorcycle came from a distance.

Li Yunlong was taken aback: "What's the sound? Go out and have a look."

Zhang Dabiao and Li Yunlong walked out of the regiment headquarters.

Zhang Wei stole the show by riding a motorcycle. Along the way, many soldiers surrounded him and asked him where the motorcycle was.

Zhang Wei smiled and said nothing, sitting in the back of the big man said to everyone: "Haven't you ever sat in it? Our platoon leader captured it? Our platoon killed dozens of devils."

Some soldiers didn't believe it, and said with a smile: "Just brag, a platoon killed dozens of little devils, and I killed a dozen. Hahaha!"

"Look for yourselves, this gun is not blown out, you still don't believe it!"

Da Zhuang shook his head and groaned incomparably, he had never been so happy since he was a soldier.

"The regiment headquarters is here." Zhang Wei stopped the motorcycle: "You get down first."

"Yes, platoon leader."

Li Yunlong also came over: "Zhang Wei, where did you get the motorcycle?"

Zhang Dabiao also greeted: "Zhang Wei! Long time no see, thanks to you kid, you saved my life last time, stay with me and have a few drinks tonight!"

Li Yunlong interrupted: "Go, go, what to drink, how can you do something that violates the regulations, you are not a battalion commander at all, you don't even have this level of awareness?"

Li Yunlong hiccupped before he finished speaking, Zhang Wei obviously just finished drinking, wondering if he thought I came to ask for the half catty of sweet potatoes.

"Regimental Commander, Battalion Commander, I'm thinking about coming to the regiment headquarters to make an award or something, look!"

Zhang Wei pointed to the back of the motorcycle.

　PS: During the War of Resistance Against Japan, our army's meritorious service and hero model commendation regulations were very complicated and it was difficult to collect information.This book will directly use the first, second and third class merit and award systems established later, with some national government medals interspersed in the middle

　　
　
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