Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 229 Suppressing firepower, making a fortune

Wang Chengzhu, who was commanding the artillery, felt very wronged when he heard Li Yunlong's scolding, but he didn't complain, but stepped up to let the soldiers of the artillery company fight back.

The little devils who used the grenades were very thieves. The nine grenadiers did not gather together, but scattered and fought on their own, causing many casualties to the Xinyi group for a while.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Wang Chengzhu finally seized the opportunity to hit the grenadiers of the Japanese army hard. The eight mortars aimed at the targets respectively, and killed five of the grenadiers of the Japanese army at once.

The arrogance of the Japanese army was suppressed in an instant, and the remaining grenadiers hurriedly moved, and were swept down by the machine gunners of the new regiment in a hurry.

"Okay, Zhuzi, just hit like this!" Li Yunlong's voice of praise came.

"Listen to my order, the mortars are deployed in a scattered manner, and hit the enemy's firepower points!" Wang Chengzhu ordered.

After the artillery company dispersed, it aimed at the place where the Japanese gunshots were densely bombarded, and the new regiment completely suppressed the Japanese firepower at once.

On the battlefield at this time, due to the lack of grenadier firepower, the little devil was divided into several pieces by the firepower of the new group of machine guns. With the truck as a cover, he could only block one side of the attack.

A second lieutenant officer of the Japanese army who was huddled near the truck wheel saw that the soldiers in front of him were constantly being knocked down, and finally made up his mind to break the boat. He drew out his samurai sword, and the hysterical ghost shouted: "Warriors, give me a hand!" !"

Hearing the order, more than [-] Japanese soldiers around responded, and rushed towards the Xinyi regiment's position.

"The little devil is a bit bloody, shoot me the machine gunner!" Li Yunlong shouted.

More than a dozen light and heavy machine guns concentrated fire instantly, and the machine gunners aimed at the rushing Japanese army one after another.

"Da da da!"

Less than a hundred meters away, the bullets from the heavy machine gun instantly interrupted the six Japanese soldiers rushing ahead.

The internal organs of the downed Japanese soldiers were scattered all over the ground, and they lay down and wailed in pain.

The Japanese army behind did not hesitate at all, stepping on the body of their companions and continuing to charge.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The mortar shells of the new group continued to explode in the crowd of Japanese soldiers.

After the explosion, bursts of gunpowder smoke rose, and none of the Japanese soldiers who launched the charge could stand up again.

A large area of ​​the slope was stained red, with flesh and blood everywhere, and stumps were everywhere.

"Damn it, if I had this firepower long ago, the little devil would still be safe?"

Then Li Yunlong shouted: "Trumpetmaster, blow the charge!"

The trumpeter who received the order stood up, and the loud and clear sound of the horn was unique among the sound of guns.

A new regiment of soldiers on the hills on both sides jumped out of their positions one after another, shouting and killing that shook the mountains and forests.

"Come on, kill the devil!"

The pace is leaping, one by one, for fear of falling behind half a step, and being robbed by his comrades.

"Huzi, give me the knife!" Li Yunlong was also excited by this scene, his hands were itchy, he had to go off and watch some little devils himself, completely forgetting Luo Benzhong's instructions before.

"Leader, the political commissar told me earlier." Huzi said, protecting the big knife behind his back with both hands.

"Damn it, am I the head of the regiment or is he the head of the regiment? You'll be Luo Benzhong's bodyguard in the future!" Li Yunlong scolded, but his movements were not slow at all.

Li Yunlong couldn't help but put his knee against Huzi's back, drew out the big knife on his back with his right hand, then jumped out of the position and went straight to the little devil's convoy down the mountain.

Seeing this, Huzi had no choice but to follow closely behind, protecting Li Yunlong tightly.

The less than [-] Japanese soldiers who survived relying on trucks were quickly divided and strangled by more than a thousand soldiers from the new regiment.

Five or six soldiers dealt with a little devil, and a soldier was held up by the little devil with a bayonet. In an instant, four bayonets were stabbed into the body of the helpless little devil.

In just ten minutes, the remaining little devils on the battlefield were strangled to death.

Li Yunlong saw that the general situation was settled, he returned the sword to Hu Zi, and shouted: "Clean the battlefield quickly, no one will be left alive!"

Li Yunlong looked back and saw that local comrades had rushed over with militiamen and young adults.

"Commander Li!" The local comrades saluted.

"Immediately take people to load the car, and transfer the materials to the designated place to hide!" Li Yunlong said.

"Yes!"

"Zhang Dabiao!"

"To!"

"Let the fighters with the old sleeves made in Hanyang replace them with the little devil's [-] cover, and bring all the weapons that can be used! Then hand over the replaced weapons to the militiamen who transport supplies!"

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong's move was entirely because the Xinyi Regiment captured a lot in this battle, and seeing that many militiamen had no weapons, he was so excited that he gave the replaced weapons to the militiamen.

On the other side, Wang Chengzhu and his men were searching the trucks one by one to see if there were any shells.

"Leader, leader! We've made a fortune!" Wang Chengzhu yelled, and Li Yunlong was successfully attracted to him.

"Regimental Commander, there are six carts of 75-type infantry artillery, 81 mountain artillery, [-] mortar, grenadier, and various artillery shells! We have launched it!" Wang Chengzhu kept chanting, never seeing so many shells.

Since the transported Japanese army has been suppressed by the firepower of the new regiment, the materials on the truck were not destroyed by the Japanese army.

At this time, Zhang Dabiao, who had finished counting the supplies, came over and reported directly: "Report to the leader, the specific quantity has yet to be counted, but this time our new group has made a fortune."

"Six carts of 6.5mm-caliber rifle bullets, three carts of 7.7mm-caliber heavy machine gun bullets, one cart of 75-type infantry guns, 81 mountain guns, 90 mortars, and [-] mortar shells, and one for grenades Two trucks of grenades, one truck of grenades, and another truck loaded with twenty boxes of special bombs and a lot of gas masks!" Zhang Dabiao reported.

"Damn it, Da Biao, how many bullets does the little devil have in a box!" Li Yunlong was so shaken at this moment that he couldn't turn his head around.

"A box of 1440 rounds of rifle ammunition, a box of 540 rounds of heavy machine gun ammunition, a box of 4 rounds of mountain artillery shells, a box of 5 rounds of Type 3 infantry artillery shells, a box of 8 rounds of mortar shells, and a box of grenade grenades 3000 rounds! It is roughly estimated that there are about [-] rounds of bullets and [-] rounds of shells!" Zhang Dabiao reported one by one, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

The Japanese army's transportation convoy to Changzhi consisted of 26 trucks, 9 of which were loaded with people, and 17 were loaded with various supplies.

"Damn it, I knew I was going to get rich this time, but I didn't expect to make such a big fortune. This is a supply from a team of little devils that we intercepted."

Immediately, Li Yunlong's face turned bitter, thinking that half of these supplies would be distributed to Zhou Weihan and Ding Wei after the war.

"No, our new regiment will not be able to work for others in the end. Zhang Dabiao, tell the soldiers to take as many bullets and grenades as they can. There is still a big battle to be fought, and the supplies must keep up!" Li Yunlong's eyes lit up, I thought of a good way.

After receiving Li Yunlong's order, Wang Chengzhu immediately called the soldiers of the artillery company to climb onto the truck and unload boxes of shells.

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