Anti-Japanese War: I, Li Yunlong, a warlord in Northwest Shanxi

Chapter 42 This is no war, it's like training!

"Boom boom boom!!"

"Boom blah blah!!"

"Boom...Boom!!"

And the moment Heidan rushed out.

Suddenly, more than a dozen shells flew across the top of the head, like meteors, and smashed on the red stone bridge. The originally solid red stone bridge was already crumbling.

"It's a mortar shell, not a grenade!!"

The soldiers of Zhou Weiguo's troops all shouted loudly.

Zhou Weiguo was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he didn't dare to blink, and at the same time he hurriedly shouted.

"Heidan, come back quickly!"

Heidan froze in place in shock, and immediately rushed back when he heard Zhou Weiguo's voice.

Zhou Weiguo had studied military courses in Germany for three years, so now he has already identified the type of these shells as soon as he heard the sound of the shells, which are 3mm caliber mortars.

"Boom boom boom!!"

But what puzzled Zhou Weiguo was, who suddenly came out at this critical moment to help them out?
And in this difficult time for the country, can there be such a large number of shells, which army is this?
Zhou Weiguo quickly looked around, and saw a group of troops in light blue military uniforms in the direction of the shells, and five green pickup trucks behind them.

"It turned out to be the Eighth Route Army!"

Surprised and excited, Zhou Weiguo finally waited for his family!
"Great! Weiguo! We don't have to die!"

Xu Hu also saw reinforcements from the Eighth Route Army, as well as 5 mortars and 10 grenade launchers on the ground, and hugged Zhou Weiguo excitedly.

Due to the sudden incident, according to the intelligence officer, it was a mixed army of devils, and the number of people was not large, so the Xinyi regiment did not use all its strength and did not bring too many heavy firepower weapons. Shock guns and 5 grenade launchers.

However, with these weapons and troops, they can completely crush the devil's mixed troops.

"boom!!"

"Boom~"

Under the continuous bombardment of more than a dozen shells, the Hongshi Bridge finally couldn't hold on, and only heard a loud noise, it collapsed and the river splashed in all directions.

The bridge was blown down by Xinyi regiment's artillery battalion!
"Okay, the artillery battalion stops attacking!"

"Now the bridge bombing mission is over, and our friendly troops are safe!"

"The sniper team obeys orders!"

"Prepare for actual combat training! Old Zhao, you lead the sniper team back 100 meters, take cover, and just stare at the little devils' heads and shoot them as living targets for your training!"

"By the way, keep a devil of the Major level!"

"Yes!"

If the little devils heard Li Yunlong say that they were going to be trained as living targets, they would be angrily scolded "Biga, Lu".

Li Yunlong's brain circuit is really not simple. He actually thought of letting the sniper team directly practice on the battlefield, which is much more exciting than fighting scarecrows in the regiment headquarters' school field!

Zhao Gang followed Li Yunlong's arrangement and immediately retreated with 30 members of the sniper team.

"Shen Quan, you lead the machine gun team to go around from the east, and the other soldiers of the second battalion used firepower to suppress the cover and jam them to the bank of the Hongshi bridge!"

"Don't let any little devil escape! But don't die too quickly, leave some live targets for the sniper team!"

"Yes!"

"Remember, keep a little devil above the rank of Major, I have something to ask him!"

"Yes!"

"Tut tug... tug tug..."

"Da da da... da da da..."

The Red Stone Bridge has been blown into a pile of waste rocks, the sound of guns and shells on the bank is deafening, and the air is filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

. . . . . . . .

"Bag! Bag!"

"Which bastard? Blow up the bridge?"

The moment the Xinyi Regiment blew up the Red Stone Bridge, Lieutenant Hirakawa roared angrily in the 18th Mixed Battalion of the Xiehuang Army.

They just gave an ultimatum to this group of guerrillas, and if they don't surrender, they are going to rush over and kill them all!
As a result, the bridge was blown up by shells that fell from the sky!

There is no way for the devil's mixed brigade to rush over!
And judging from the direction in which these shells were fired, it was not from this group of guerrillas.

Ping Chuan was angry and wondering, who on earth let go of the duck meat that had reached his mouth!

"Your Majesty the Commander!"

"Your Majesty the Commander!"

At this time, a puppet soldier with a standard traitorous head combed in the middle hurriedly ran to Pingchuan.

"A troop of the Eighth Route Army came from the north. They also carried several mortars and grenade launchers! There should be more people than us. I think they also drove several cars of our imperial army!"

"idiot!!"

Ping Chuan angrily snatched the binoculars from the puppet army, and looked to the north. Sure enough, some people in light blue military uniforms were hiding behind the bunkers, occasionally showing their heads and shooting.

"This gang of hateful Chinese troops! The Eighth Route Army!!"

Now, the 18th Mixed Brigade of the Xiehuang Army is at a complete disadvantage.There is a heavily armed Eighth Route Army in the north, and guerrillas shooting across the river in the west. What they don't know is that there is also a machine gun team approaching in the east.

The devil is in a situation where he is under attack from both sides.

"Master Zhong Zuo, retreat, it will be too late to hesitate!"

The puppet military interpreter didn't know whether he was anxious or frightened, but his eyes were filled with tears and his voice was trembling.

"retreat!"

"Retreat immediately!!"

"boom!"

As soon as Ping Chuan finished speaking, before he could close his mouth, the puppet military interpreter in front of him was shot through the head by a bullet.

The sticky brains and blood sprayed on Hirakawa's face, flowed into his open mouth, and a foul smell entered his nose and mouth.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

As soon as the interpreter fell, the soldiers who followed Pingchuan were also shot in the head separately and fell down.

In 5 seconds, everyone within a radius of 5 meters around Hirakawa was shot in the head.

"idiot!"

Hirakawa screamed out of fright, trembling non-stop!

In just a few seconds, all 8 soldiers around me were shot, but I was unscathed.

He realized that this group of Eighth Route Army was deliberately provoking him, only hitting the soldiers around him, and intimidating him!
This is completely purposeful and selective deliberate provocation!

"How can the marksmanship of the Chinese army be so precise?"

Ping Chuan calmed down, it seemed that he would not die yet.

"The marksmanship of the Chinese army is terrible, and it is too arrogant!"

Hirakawa muttered to himself, and fled in a hurry in the direction he had come and gone. The little devil saw that Zuo had started to run away, and also started to flee eastward.

At this time, there were precise long-range sniper attacks from the Eighth Route Army in the north, and bullets from the guerrillas in the west.

The 18th Xiehuang Army formed a mixed brigade and fled in a panic.

. . .

"Haha, it's no wonder that the sniper team was selected by Lao Zhao! Everyone is a sharpshooter!"

At this moment, Li Yunlong was standing in the distance with a binoculars, and he could clearly see the battle at Hongshiqiao.

This actual combat training is still very difficult. Not only are these target devils on the move, but they are also concealed, making it difficult to locate.

And this sniper team is so powerful, they are all killed by one shot, either headshot or pierced through the heart.

This marksmanship can be said to be piercing!

Li Yunlong is very satisfied with this sniper team!
(End of this chapter)