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Chapter 107, some people are happy and some are worried 【Subscribe】

Facing the Independence Regiment, they first bombarded with saturation, followed by an attack that descended like a tiger like a tiger.

The Japanese army pursued the guerrillas arrogantly and broke the formation directly, and suffered heavy casualties in the first wave of attacks.

The Japanese troops who were separated on the road hardly organized any decent counterattack, and they fell down and died under the assault of a battalion of soldiers.

Under the command of Major Murakami, the captain of the Japanese Third Infantry Battalion, the last hundred or so people who did not step into the ambush circle organized a little counterattack.

But then they were hit by a wave of rocket attacks, and the commando was like a sharp dagger, piercing through the Japanese army's temporary defense line as easily as killing a pig.

The remaining dozens of Japanese troops were immediately defeated and fled in all directions.

"You little devil, don't you talk about Bushido spirit without fear of death? Why did you run away!"

Wang Gen scolded his mother angrily, and did not forget to raise his gun and shoot the enemy in the back.

The commandos who followed behind heard it and muttered: "Little devils are not afraid of death, but it doesn't mean they are stupid and want to die."

That's right, the Independence Regiment was completely unlike the Eighth Route Army's previous style of play, which really scared the Japanese army.

In addition, the Royal Association Army has a team of 200 people, and half of them are reimbursed in a few minutes, and there are dozens of people left in less than 10 minutes.

There is obviously a generation difference between the weapons of the two sides, and the combat effectiveness is not at the same level, so it is impossible to fight against each other.

If you don't run, don't you wait to die?
"Devil, where's the little devil?"

Shen Quan, the commander of the second battalion, rushed forward with his troops at a sprint speed. As soon as they met, they saw soldiers who were repairing the Japanese corpses on the ground.

"Finished?"

"Ah! The fight is basically over, and the battlefield is being cleaned."

The soldier's answer shocked the Second Battalion Commander, who was so out of breath that he ran so hard that he finally came over.

In the end, he was told that the battle was over, the little devils were all dead, and there was nothing left for him.

Who can accept this result?

Shen Quan went directly to Li Yunlong, the head of the regiment, and he wanted to talk about it.

This time their second battalion ran for nothing, and next time it will be compensation, and it's time for their second battalion to play the main force again.

Good things can't all come from Zhang Dabiao's first battalion.

Li Yunlong was in a fit of anger. There was an old saying that anyone with a hammer in his hand looks like a nail.

It is true that these words apply to him at this time.

It is easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down. Li Yunlong held the ghost head sword and finally came down from the mountain, but found that there was no enemy to be his opponent.

The casualties and wounds of the Japanese and puppet soldiers were all whole, and there were only a handful of people who could lift the [-] cover with the bayonet on it, and fought against Li Yunlong.

The problem is that as soon as these few people stood up, they were beaten to death by the Bayi bars in the hands of the soldiers.

You can't blame the soldiers for being too powerful, killing the enemy too fast, right?

Li Yunlong still has shame, so he can only walk along the road with a big knife in his hand, his eyes are as wide as copper bells, searching for the fish that slipped through the net pretending to be dead.

Just in case!

Roaring down in a hurry, he had to let the big blade see the blood.

Shen Quan caught up and came to Li Yunlong to complain: "Commander, why did you fight so fast, half an hour's journey, our second battalion rushed up in less than 10 minutes.

But now I haven't even caught a devil, so how can I explain to the brothers in the whole camp? "

The whole battle progressed too smoothly, completely beyond the expectations of Li Yunlong and others
I thought that two hours might not be able to wipe out the Japanese army in this brigade.

Who would have thought that the guerrilla's seduction would be very smooth, the intensive sweep of light and heavy machine guns, the cover bombing combination of rockets and grenades, directly wiped out the kid's heavy wounds.

The combat effectiveness of the completely refitted independent regiment can be called terrifying.

This was totally unexpected.

Ordinary people will definitely explain it this way, but Li Yunlong is not that ordinary person.

He didn't cut down the little devil, his heart was simmering with fire, and the second battalion commander Shen Quan was still unreasonable, and he directly became the target of Li Yunlong's fire.

"It's the other way around, you're talking to me about this shit. You're the head of the group, and I'm the head of the group?

Let your second battalion be the reserve team, and you have to be the reserve team for Lao Tzu.Want to fight?You will call me in the future, now get the hell out of me. "

The scolding immediately stunned Shen Quan.

Damn, the leader must have taken gunpowder!
Why am I so unlucky?
Zhao Gang, who came with the second battalion, was not as surprised as he was the first time when he saw the soldiers of the first battalion stabbing the corpse with bayonets.

When he asked, it was indeed Chen Hao's order.

This time he was able to accept it calmly. Seeing Shen Quan who was in a state of despair, he shouted:

"Commander Shen, hurry up and command the soldiers of the Second Battalion to help clean up the battlefield. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We have to evacuate as soon as we finish cleaning up."

"Political commissar, what was seized?"

Although Shen Quan who was stopped was scolded by Li Yunlong, his brain was not slow at all, and he immediately asked a key question.

The booty captured by the Eighth Route Army does not mean that whoever captured it belongs to him.But it does exist that whoever seized and handed in more will get more good things when they are finished.

Now the enemy is wiped out by the first battalion, and the second battalion has nothing to do with him.

Don't work for a long time. In the end, all the credit goes to the first battalion. Then Shen Quan can't explain to the soldiers. Without credit, it will be hard work.

If you can't fight for some benefits, even if it's a promise.

That would be a very serious weakening of his battalion commander's authority, so he couldn't agree.

Zhao Gang saw what he was thinking: "The eyelids are so shallow, we all have better weapons, who would still fancy the devil's weapons?

These seized weapons and equipment are handed over to the logistics department of the headquarters, which is the honor of our whole regiment.Do you still care about who brought it back? "

It's easy to say.

From the point of view of the whole regiment, this is certainly the case, but from the standpoint of the battalions that compete with each other, the difference is very big.

"Of course I will, even if I don't care about it, the soldiers in our battalion will too! It's a matter of face."

Shen Quan paused for a moment and bargained: "Unless, political commissar Zhao, you tell the head of the regiment that next time we will build our second battalion as the main force, and give our second battalion a chance to make contributions."

For Shen Quan's bargaining, Zhao Gang was a little surprised, he thought for a while and agreed.

It's hard to say if you want to be the main attacker next time?The Japanese army's sweep is still going on, and the next battle can be fought.

The first battalion's losses in this battle should not be small, and it will be the turn of the second battalion next.

The military boots under Chen Hao's feet stepped on the road that was stained red with the blood of the enemy, and within a few steps they were stained with blood.

He didn't care about it. He smelled the gunpowder smoke in the air and looked at the bombed and potholed road from a distance, feeling extremely happy.

The exact number of casualties has not been counted yet, but it can be estimated that there are at least a thousand or more, and the proportion of the Japanese army accounts for half.

Without the weapons and ammunition he provided, could the independent regiment wipe out enemies of this size so easily?

It is absolutely impossible.

No matter how brilliant Li Yunlong's commanding skills are, he can't stand up to a clever woman who can't cook without rice.

The weapons and equipment are too different from the enemy's, even if the sneak attack gains some advantages, it is difficult to completely establish the victory.

The Japanese army was defeated so thoroughly, isn't it because the independent regiment's firepower was too fierce and completely suppressed them?

To put it bluntly, Chen Hao, who provided the weapons and equipment, is the biggest contributor to this battle.

He directly dominated and affected the battle situation. The KPI of 1000 people should be exclusive to [-].

Li Jiapo's [-] is half, plus the ones that were killed sporadically before.

Chen Hao's KPI indicators for beating enemies in this world should have exceeded one thousand.

He thought smugly: "Damn it, selling weapons is killing thousands of people, and the next one is killing 100,000 people. If you want to kill [-] people, the Japanese army in Shanxi probably won't be enough to kill them."

Should normal people think about such things?
This has the energy of looking forward to Shu, which is a bit like the great devil king of death.

Of course, there is a saying that goes well: his enemy is my hero.

If the Japanese army learned about Chen Hao's role in the war, they would definitely regard him as the biggest enemy of the Japanese army in Shanxi, and they wanted to get rid of him quickly.

But for the Eighth Route Army, which had an unshakable hatred with the Japanese army, Chen Hao was definitely a hero.

"Chief, these are your shoes." Feng Jianbiao came up and carefully held the pair of boots that had just been polished, and handed them back to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao took it and found a place to lean on the stone to change his shoes.He noticed that under Feng Jianbiao's feet were a pair of Japanese soldier's leather boots, which must have been ripped off from the corpse.

"Do the shoes fit?"

"It fits very well. I don't know why. After wearing the shoes you gave me, the chief, I feel that my bones are light and I can run very fast."

Needless to say?System products must be high-quality products.

I lent him the boots because of his courage. Chen Hao also took this opportunity to verify that the item rewards given by the system can be lent to others, and the effect will not be compromised.

Putting on the boots of quick steps again, the lightness came back.

Judging from Chen Hao's weight of 150 jins, it is 20.00% lighter, which means that he has unloaded a heavy burden of [-] jins.

I carried a [-]-pound sandbag for life training every day, and suddenly I took it off one day, and I felt much lighter in my body.

That's what it's like to wear boots of quick walk.

Chen Hao handed the changed military boots to Feng Jianbiao for him to put on.

These are all high-quality military boots purchased, made of high-tech materials, breathable, light and wear-resistant, much stronger than the little devil's military shoes.

"Thank you, Chief." Feng Jianbiao put on the shoes given by Chen Hao without hesitation.

Unless there is no way, no one wants to wear the shoes worn by the enemy.

After all, the military shoes of the Japanese soldiers are warmer than their patched cloth shoes.

But the Japanese shoes were much worse than the ones given to them by the main regiment.

The team members who have worn it before all said that Feng Jianbiao felt very comfortable after wearing it, but when he thought of the team members who fought side by side not long ago, his mood suddenly became depressed.

"How many people are left in your guerrillas?" Chen Hao asked casually.

"There are nine left." Feng Jianbiao said like a treasure: "There were twenty in total, and six of them with families were transferred with the villagers. Of the fourteen of us, only three were left who died just now."

After careful calculation, the probability of survival is 20.00%, which is already very high.

Chen Hao stared at him: "Would you complain that our main team took action too late and didn't save your team members?"

Facing the extremely oppressive eyes, Feng Jianbiao was silent for a while and said: "At one point, I saw the team members fall down one by one, but you didn't do it for a long time, I felt very resentful.

But after the battle, think about it carefully, we paid the price of sacrifice to lure the enemy, in order to eliminate the Japanese invaders.To do this is to sacrifice everything, and it should be done.

If you act early and waste the opportunity and fail to eliminate the enemy, it will be a waste of the sacrifice of our guerrillas.

Simply, you and your main team did it. "

Indeed, there is no sacrifice in war.

Once the success is complete, in order to achieve the goal, someone has to pay the price of life.

The only difference lies in whether the situation is informed, whether it is active or passive.

Knowing that they were dead, the guerrillas volunteered to take over the task. They were warriors.

Chen Hao respected such people from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't take Feng Jianbiao's complaints seriously.

It's normal to have complaints. It's really scary to watch the teammates who fight side by side die indifferently.

Either this person is a hard-hearted person who doesn't care about his companions at all.

Either they are ambitious and regard their companions as stepping stones.

No matter which one, he must be a normal person, and he would not have a deep friendship with them.

"You and your two team members will follow me later."

Feng Jianbiao was taken aback by Chen Hao's sudden invitation, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly chased after him: "Chief, of course I want to have sex with you, but you are?"

He had seen before that the chief was a senior official who communicated with Li Yunlong, the head of the independent regiment, on an equal footing.

But what it is is still unclear.

"Military advisor to the Eighth Route Army, Chen Hao."

The advisors, Chen Hao and Feng Jianbiao suddenly remembered, and happily said:
"Then you are Consultant Chen. When I went to the county brigade for a meeting, I heard people say that a consultant Chen came to the headquarters. He is a special cow. He can get machine guns and cannons. It's a joke..."

Chen Hao's footsteps stopped, and he knew that his identity would have to be spread out sooner or later.

The secret that the two of them knew was not a secret, not to mention that so many people in the headquarters had seen him, and it might have been spread outside before the seal-keeping regulations were issued.

Now even a guerrilla leader with no.

Keeping this matter in mind, Chen Hao quickened his pace to find Li Yunlong and reminded him: "Old Li, let the soldiers give up some unnecessary supplies, we have to withdraw quickly."

"So anxious?" Li Yunlong glanced at his watch, less than half an hour had passed since the start of the battle: "Have you got new information?"

Chen Hao shook his head: "No, but I have a feeling that the enemy is not far from us."

As a veteran who has experienced life and death on the battlefield, sometimes he does have a strange feeling. This cannot be explained, but it is very accurate.

Knowing that Chen Hao also came from fighting on the battlefield, Li Yunlong dare not take what he said lightly, besides, he has indeed seen this kind of thing.

"Give me an order to give up all surplus supplies except weapons and ammunition."

"The whole team will start in 5 minutes."

PS: I'm back home, and I'm going to update soon.

Writing novels is still a part-time job right now, so I have to focus on work, and it is really difficult to guarantee eight thousand more every day.

Promises can't be kept, the pressure is too high, and the hairline is easy to rise.

Therefore, the minimum guarantee is still 2 per day, and if there is Chapter 1 that day, a code will be left at the end of Chapter [-]——and.

If there were indeed none that day, it would be—doves.

(End of this chapter)