Sword life

Chapter 20

Fukube Yuji was less than 100 meters away from the explosion point. Fortunately, he was only hit on the head by a few stones, causing several large swellings.

These bags reminded him of the past that he didn't want to recall, the same unexpected, the same quick and decisive, before he could react, the dust had settled.

The failure last time was also shared by the embankment detachment, what about this time?I am afraid that what awaits me will be suicide by caesarean section.

Fukube Yuji's body trembled violently, he didn't want to die yet!

After a long time, Fukube Yuji stood up, with a smile on his face: "Send a report to the headquarters, saying that we encountered the Chinese ghost army, defeated the enemy after a hard fight, and the enemy fled in the direction of Xinkou , Our army suffered little losses, and ammunition was consumed too much, so we can pursue the remnants of the enemy after replenishing them."

Since it was a remnant enemy, and it was broken into parts, it was reasonable to run to other hills. If the friendly troops in the direction of Xinkou couldn't find it, it was none of my business.

As for the corpses of Chinese soldiers, some were taken away by the fleeing enemy, and some were taken away by the fleeing enemy.
Find a village, choose middle-aged men to kill, isn't it there!
The only thing to consider is the ammunition, which must be consumed by eighty to ninety percent first, making it look like it is powerless to fight again.

No, there must be only a few bullets left for each person, and some people have run out of bullets, so that the headquarters can be convinced that a fierce battle has been encountered.

I'm so smart.

The telegraph soldier looked surprised, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He lowered his head and sent the telegram.

In Shanxi First Army Headquarters, Xiangyue Qingsi was overjoyed when he heard the good news, and hurriedly ordered the 11th Wing to disperse and deploy defenses at various intersections to prevent the ghost troops from taking advantage of it!

"Although Mr. Fukube suffered a small setback in the previous battle, this battle has brought out the prestige of the imperial army and the blood, so mighty!"

As night fell and the moon was hanging over the top, Zhang Gang led the first battalion to Lijiayu, and then opened the tactical map.

The Yidao detachment is still in the old place, which is puzzling. It stands to reason that they did not find the enemy, so they continued to search and were bombed by landmines. This is the normal logic.

What the hell, the little devil didn't play his cards according to the normal routine, instead he made Lao Tzu unable to do so.

At this moment, a burst of intense gunfire rang out, and then the mortar and the Type [-] pheasant roared together.

At this moment, Zhang Gang's hairs stood on end, thinking that the little devil had seen through his intentions and made a sneak attack.

The next moment, Zhang Gang calmed down and held down Wei Dayong who wanted to fight back.

The sound of the guns was wrong, they were not aimed in their own direction, but aimed at the north.

On the tactical map, there is no other Chinese army, which means that the little devil is practicing, or cheating himself.

Zhang Gang felt that the commander of the little devil probably had something wrong with his head.

Just as he was about to turn off the tactical map, Zhang Gang suddenly noticed that on the edge of the tactical map, a green spot of light was moving rapidly towards him.

There are really allies!Zhang Gang was shocked. He looked at the distance and found that there were 20 people within 800 miles, and his heart suddenly became hot.

The little devils are a fully formed brigade. Although more than 100 people have gone to the mines, there are still 900 people, and their own battalion will definitely not be able to eat them. If they add this friendly army, they may be able to eat this brigade.

Zhang Gang hurriedly ordered the troops to repair, and then looked at Wei Dayong: "Dayong, I have a mission for you. You go out and walk southeast for twenty or thirty miles. If it is a friendly army, bring it back."

Wei Dayong didn't even think about it, he nodded in response, strode his long legs, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Ma Biao and Xu Changsheng are fine, but the eyes of the others are all wide open. Is it worthwhile to ask a group of elders to go out to find someone in the middle of the night?
Zhang Gang didn't explain. An hour later, there were vague footsteps. Wei Dayong walked in the front. Behind him was a thin man of medium build. Murderous eyes.

"Battalion Commander, I brought you someone." Wei Dayong called out in a low voice, and then said to the thin man behind him: "Battle Commander Li, this is our battalion commander."

Zhang Gang is already in a daze at this moment. He has a big head and a thick neck, and his surname is Li. He also likes to come out at night to do a side job. There should be no one.

Zhang Gang's throat was a little dry, he hurriedly got up, walked a few steps, and saw the opponent's face clearly by the light of the fire.

That's right, it's Li Yunlong!
Zhang Gang was overjoyed. Among other things, Li Yunlong was definitely one of the best in night battles. With the addition of such a powerful army, tonight's battle will be stable!
"Battalion Commander Zhang, my name is Li Yunlong, deputy head of the 772 regiment, and I will be the head of the new regiment next month." Li Yunlong held Zhang Gang's hand tightly with his big hand, and said with a smile, "tsk tsk, you are so young. When you are this big."

"Leader Li, don't talk about this. When I was my age, you were already the head of the regiment." Zhang Gang didn't dare to accept Lao Li's flattery.

Those who were praised by Lao Li went to some things more or less, and Chu Yunfei even helped Li Yunlong by helping the venue and helping the small half of his family.

The two flattered each other a bit, but found that neither of them was good, so they looked at each other and smiled, and began to study the business.

"Old Li, this is the situation of the little devils stationed in Lijiayu. They are in their early 90s and have one Type [-] infantry gun, two [-]mm mortars, eight Type [-] heavy machine guns, and about [-] crooked handles. "

Old Li's eyes straightened when he heard this, whether he entered the little devil's camp or something, it was all accurate to single digits.

"Old Zhang, is this number accurate? You can't be ambiguous in war, let alone guessing."

"Old Li, I dare to guarantee with my head that I will not be wrong with a single number."

Li Yunlong nodded, and began to arrange combat missions according to the tactical drawings: "Zhang Dabiao, you take the first battalion to occupy this place first, and when the enemy comes out, you lead people to rush in and hack the guns."

"Okay, Lao Li, this land is mine, and I also lured the little devil here. It's not good for you to make decisions on your own."

Lao Li's neck stiffened, and he had a deadly expression on his face: "Old Zhang, they are all beating devils, what's wrong with that?"

Zhang Gang smiled slightly: "Old Li, what you said is, Dayong, bring my mortar!"

Two brand-new M1 mortars came over, and Lao Li suddenly fell silent, staring at the two mortars.

Afterwards, six MG42s were lifted up, and the MG42s with tripods were properly displayed as heavy machine guns.

The three crooked hands on one side became Mrs. Niu, and no one noticed.

10 Garands and five grenadiers are considered a luxury in the Eighth Route Army, and they can only be regarded as a foil here.

Li Yunlong was dumbfounded. Even though Lao Zhang had few people, the equipment was so good.A battalion is worth as much firepower as a brigade.

Not to mention that Li Yunlong is not yet the head of the regiment, even if he becomes the head of the regiment, he doesn't have so many hard goods.

(End of this chapter)