Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

After the gunfire stopped, the night seemed even quieter than usual. If you were alone, you would probably feel that the atmosphere was frozen and depressing, as if something big was about to happen. But as long as there were many people, you would not have this feeling.

For example, right now, the main forces of the new 13th and 14th regiments, and part of the 400th regiment, more than a thousand people, were marching in the darkness. Although the superiors had repeatedly warned against whispering or making loud noises, the chaotic footsteps and heavier breathing were enough to give them courage.

The two commanders of the new 13th and 14th regiments were also in the team. But compared to the soldiers carrying full equipment, these two seemed much more relaxed, with only a pistol hanging on their bodies and not even many bullets. Behind them followed dozens of people, who were directly under the two regiments.

"Why did the sound of the gunfire stop again? Wasn't the fighting intense just now?"

The new 13th Regiment's commander looked toward the battlefield. But he couldn't see far at night, so he quickly retracted his gaze and continued chatting: "Although Commander Chu's attitude toward the Eighth Route Army is too friendly, he is still a real person."

"Yes, the information provided by Chu Yunfei is true. If he hadn't told us that our group of Eighth Route Army still had artillery, we would have already ordered a retreat when the artillery fired just now!"

"Hahahaha..." The two regiment commanders laughed in low voices. The Eighth Route Army's artillery fire was a big deal. If Chu Yunfei hadn't reminded him, he would have believed that they had encountered the Eighth Route Army headquarters being surrounded by several brigades after the fierce bombardment just now.

The two laughed for a while, and the new 14th Regiment Commander took over the conversation: "Judging from the sound, these mortars didn't fire many rounds at all, and they quickly went silent. There were quite a few sounds of automatic firearms just now, maybe the assault platoon rushed over and fired at the artillery at close range... It makes sense that the battle ended quickly this way."

"It is said that this group of Eighth Route Army has a full artillery company. After this incident, our regiment can at least get three mortars from them. The combat effectiveness should increase a lot, and the status of our brigade will also rise. I just don't know how many shells we can seize. I hope it can be more."

The two men had great trust in their friendly forces and had not considered the possibility of the vanguard being wiped out. Their thoughts had already turned directly to dividing the spoils.

The Jin army had taken the initiative during this period, and it could be said that they were going smoothly. The new army had just launched several counterattacks not long ago, and although they had annihilated some battalion-level troops, they were mainly retreating and transferring, and had not yet hurt the stubborn troops.

The stubborn troops who had tasted the sweetness were much more arrogant than before, and naturally lost their caution. For example, at this moment, they knew that the main force of the 400th Regiment was ahead, so they did not send anyone to scout, and had no idea what was happening ahead. Even if they had some doubts, they could convince themselves.

Until someone slapped him awake...

A few minutes later.

"Are you from the 400th Regiment? How's the fight going? Have you made it into Nie Village?"

The soldier at the front of the team saw a figure in front of him and immediately reported it to the platoon leader. The platoon leader rushed to the front in a few steps, without any precautions, and directly treated the other party as a friendly force and began to ask questions.

Of course, the answer he got was not the one he expected, but a loud shout of “Surrender your guns and you won’t be killed.”

The moment the roar sounded, the Jin army in this platoon reacted, holding their rifles and turning on the safety. However, it was too late. As the roar fell, a large number of bullets swept over like a storm.

I don't know how many people in the entire platoon were shot, and how many people lay down. In short, they all lay down in an instant. The platoon leader himself dropped his gun, hugged his head, and shouted to surrender. With him leading the way, the platoon did not organize any effective resistance at all. There were a few sporadic gunshots, and then there was no movement.

Soon, the Eighth Route Army came over. They stood in groups of five or six, scattered around. They just looked at the Shanxi Suiyuan Army who raised their hands in surrender, and walked straight over. People who were close could even see the disgust on the faces of the Eighth Route Army.

Most of the Eighth Route Army ignored them, only a group of six people stopped and looked at them.

"Those alive, squat over there, don't block the road! Scream if your legs are injured!" A soldier fired another shot at the corpse on the ground. No one dared to pretend to be dead. The surviving Jinsui Army immediately knelt down and huddled together under the guidance of the two soldiers.

"Are you carrying Type 79 or Type 65 bullets?" a squad leader asked in a cold voice, holding a Mauser pistol.

"We are carrying 6.5mm bullets. We only replaced our 6.5mm rifles last year..."

"Hand over all the bullet belts. Lao Yu, you guys go collect them." After the squad leader said this, he held the gun in one hand, took out an empty magazine with the other, and began to load bullets into it.

The platoon leader of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army was puzzled. This group of Eighth Route Army seemed to have no interest in them: "Master Ba, you..."

"Stop talking nonsense and stay where you are. I don't have time to capture you!" The squad leader glared at the platoon leader, then found that the man had an empty pistol holster and seemed to be no ordinary soldier: "Tell me, where is your brigade headquarters?"

"I don't know, but the two captains are behind us, and there are still hundreds of people nearby. You..."

"If you don't know, shut up."

The squad leader inserted the full magazine back into the Nine Dragons belt, and watched as the groups passed them one by one, and he gradually became anxious. The two soldiers who were collecting the bullet belts also unconsciously sped up, and soon they were covered with bullets and gained a lot of weight.

"Let's go!" The squad leader took a bullet belt and hung it on his shoulder. The other soldiers also took a few bullet belts and hung them on to share the burden. Several people left without looking back, leaving behind the confused Jinsui Army.

After a long while, until gunshots were heard from the direction the Eighth Route Army had left, one soldier looked at his platoon leader and asked, "What should we do now?"

"What should we do? You're still asking what to do?" The platoon leader looked around and pointed to the ground: "Hurry up and see if there are any people lying on the ground who can be saved. Count the casualties!"

After receiving the order from the platoon leader, the soldiers of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army recovered and began to clean up the battlefield. Only one brave one quietly approached the platoon leader and whispered: "Platoon leader, the Eighth Route Army only took our bullets, and the bullets of the fallen brothers are still on their bodies. How about we catch up and shoot him in the back?"

"Are you blind or deaf? There were at least several hundred Eighth Route Army soldiers just now, with more machine guns and mortars than our entire brigade. How many men do you have? How dare you attack?" The platoon leader cursed angrily, then ordered: "You can take the guns and load the bullets, but don't think about attacking the Eighth Route Army. If he comes back later, don't show any hostility. Go!"

After saying this, the platoon leader picked up his pistol from the ground, brushed off the dust, and put it back into the holster. Before he could even say a few words, the soldiers behind him became confused again.

Soon, a soldier came running over: "Platoon leader, platoon leader, the people from the fourth company are here."

"Fourth Company? Aren't they behind us? Didn't they engage in a firefight with the Eighth Route Army?"

"There was a firefight, but we couldn't hold on. Master Ba said he didn't have time to deal with them, so he asked them to come over and wait, and he would deal with them after the fight was over..."

"So they're here?"

The platoon leader opened his mouth wide, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. (End of this chapter)