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

Chapter 96 Capture (Revised)

After a round of rapid shooting, the outer positions outside Yangquan City were silent for an instant. As for the commanding heights outside the city, they had been eliminated before the attack, so the only thing standing in front of Zhang Wei and others was the high city wall. up.

"boom!"

The mortars were still pouring shells, and the artillery fire had been ready for almost 10 minutes.

The mortar shells almost ran out, so Zhang Wei ordered the charging horn to be sounded.

At the same time, the soldiers picked up the prepared explosive packs and prepared to blast the city walls and gates.

The Japanese and puppet troops in Yangquan came out in full force, and now there are only three or two big cats and kittens left. The reaction was indeed very fast. The Japanese and puppet troops came to the city wall, two [-]-type heavy machine guns and six crooked The handle brought a lot of trouble to the attacking fighters.

As the devil's light and heavy machine guns misfired one after another, Zhang Wei led the soldiers to rush downstairs under the city gate under the cover of firepower.

The soldiers quickly placed the explosive packs, and the smoke filled the air for a while.

After a loud noise, the gate of the city was completely blasted, and the soldiers rushed into the city. Some unprepared soldiers were immediately shot by the devils' machine guns lying in ambush at the gate of the city.

Zhang Wei fired the grenade and quickly threw it over, blowing the devil's machine gunner to the ground, and Zhang Dabiao rushed into the city with other soldiers.

"Come on!" Zhang Wei roared loudly.

"kill!"

"Rush in and kill these little devils!"

Holding two box cannons in his hands at this time, Zhang Wei rushed towards the Japanese and puppet troops who were still trying to organize a defense.

The other soldiers didn't charge without thinking. With the help of the cover, grenades began to be thrown towards the devil's position in the distance.

The devils can't throw it so far, but the soldiers of the independent regiment can. Although their physical strength may not be enough now, they can only throw one or two, which is enough.

One grenade after another exploded on the positions of the Japanese and puppet troops, and the bunker was quickly destroyed. The Japanese and puppet troops seemed unwilling to give up and wanted to use houses and soldiers to carry out street fighting.

But the soldiers couldn't help it. Although the casualties of the first battalion were gradually increasing during the street fighting, the Japanese and puppet troops had already lost much of their strength, and the rest was nothing but stubborn resistance.

"Kill them all!"

The soldiers continued to attack and charge. At this time, the Japanese and puppet troops were in great trouble, and some puppet soldiers even began to flee.

The remaining devils can't hold back the current situation. In front of them are the Eighth Route Army troops as fierce as tigers, leopards and wolves, and behind them may be their way of life. Don't they want to survive?
Lord Zhang Wei's direction is the south gate, but there is also a company ambushed in the direction of the north gate, and the east and west gates are mountains. There are too many escape routes, so Zhang Wei directly gave up selectively.

But if the group of rout soldiers fled from the north gate, then what awaited them was the machine guns and grenades of the fifth company.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out continuously, and a bullet pierced the air and landed on Zhang Wei's shoulder, blood gushing out immediately, Zhang Wei looked down to the left, the clothes on his shoulders had already been stained red.

After judging the shooting trajectory of the bullet, he picked up the [-]-type rifle on the ground, checked the weapon, reloaded it, and rolled out. The devil seemed to be eyeing Zhang Wei, and a bullet almost hit Zhang Wei's calf again. .

When the second bullet came down, Zhang Wei determined the location of the devil. He grabbed the devil's corpse on the ground and lifted it up with his arms.

The Jap who aimed at him fired as soon as he saw the helmet.

Zhang Wei immediately threw away the devil's body and moved quickly. Zhang Wei wasn't sure that his counterattack would be faster than pulling the bolt and reloading the bullet to aim at the devil.

However, he also took advantage of this gap to find a hidden space.

The devil looked a bit like a sniper, and he didn't shoot when the other soldiers charged forward, as if they were targeting Zhang Wei.

Zhang Weigang raised his hat slightly with the handle of the gun, and the devil's bullet hit him in an instant, Zhang Wei rushed out fiercely, and then under the cover of the devil's body just now, he raised his hand and shot.

A bullet pierced the eyebrows of the devil hiding in a tall building not far away, and the devil died.

The soldiers of the first battalion were very powerful, and after two months of training, they basically had a tacit understanding. The Japanese and puppet troops were completely unable to resist. The street fighting lasted for almost an hour, and the resistance in the city was basically eliminated.

"A battalion commander!"

"To!"

"Please help the fellow villagers in the city to quickly grab the supplies, count the battle losses, and place the guard post in advance!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Wei sat on the sandbag. After washing the alcohol and bandages of the medical soldiers, he simply washed them and wrapped the soaked medical bandages around his shoulders.

The little soldier was very sensible and handed over a cigarette, Zhang Wei smiled and took it, presumably it was from the devil.

"Commander, this is a big city. Over the years of the War of Resistance, we seem to be the first troops to invade such a big city."

Zhang Wei rubbed the little soldier's head: "Yes, it's a pity we can't stay here, boy, how old is this year?"

The little soldier smiled: "Report to the head, I'm 16 this year."

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly, patted him on the shoulder, took a deep breath of the cigarette in his mouth, and after exhaling, he said: "Work hard and be careful."

The people in the city also took to the streets at this time, and even some people were accidentally injured because of the fighting and died on the streets.

There were cries and howls everywhere. This was just a small-scale siege, and Zhang Wei was rushing, the people had no time to move and retreat, and the devils and puppet troops didn't get any news at all.

So Zhang Wei was also partly responsible. Zhang Wei sighed and found an old man who had just come out to set up a stall on the street corner. This old man was really brave enough.

Just after the battle ended, I came out to set up a stall, No. 1 in the whole Yangquan.

"Ding! The current task is completed! The real-time information system is on!"

"Current points: 870"

After completing the task, Zhang Wei was in a good mood and asked for a wonton with a smile.

The uncle was busy for a while, and brought up Chaos: "A serving of wontons! Jun, try it?"

Zhang Wei looked at the old man standing aside, and explained dumbfoundingly: "We are the Eighth Route Army, a common people's army, don't worry, old man, I will pay you."

The uncle cautiously flattered and said: "Sir, eat slowly, don't burn it, sir, you won't leave after you come?"

Zhang Wei told the truth: "It is estimated that the estimated supplies will be evacuated, what's wrong, sir?"

When the uncle heard this, he sat on the bench blankly, and sighed from the sidelines: "Hey, these bastards, when will this world be over? As soon as you leave, this devil is appointed to come back again. You are good people, but the devil is not Ah. I don’t know how many people will suffer.”

Zhang Wei suddenly felt that the wonton in his mouth lost its taste in an instant: "Master, when I finish eating this bowl of chaos, you pack up your things immediately and prepare to transfer!"

"Transfer? We live here, where can we go?"

Zhang Wei patted his chest and replied: "Go to our base area, don't worry, our Eighth Route Army guarantees your safety."

"Correspondent!"

"To!"

Zhang Wei: "Order the troops, draw out a company, notify from door to door, and organize the transfer of people!"

(End of this chapter)