War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 503 67... Brigade? Is it possible? (Thanks to '天边的神仙' for the 999 reward!)
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, until it blocked my vision. If I opened my eyes for just a few moments, I would be forced to wipe them away with my sleeves because of the rain.

But even in such heavy rain, the soldiers of the 67th Army were still staring ahead in the rain. Even though the roar of explosions continued to come from their ears, they could not change the direction of their gaze.

boom! ! ! !

"rush!!!!"

Xu Chaoyang was lying on the muddy slope with the Type 67 rifle in his hand. This was a battle he had to fight. This battle at the foot of Tuanchengkou Mountain would affect the direction of the entire decisive battle, so this battle had to be fought quickly and decisively. If you, the old man, were still commanding from behind at this time, who would believe you? Did you really want to take back the number of the th Army?
So he had to come!

Only when he comes can morale be boosted, after all, this is called leading by example.

When the sound of the bombardment gradually subsided and Xu Chaoyang was the first to shout the word "charge"...

Just as Xu Chaoyang finished shouting, a charge horn sounded on the hilltop nearby...

Tick-tick-tick-tick!!!
A bugler from the 688th Regiment stood alone on the top of the mountain, holding a trumpet, revealing his entire body, and blew the horn to the sky. He was so brave that everyone could awe-inspiring, and with this bravery, he pulled the entire army under Xu Chaoyang into a sunny camp.

"688!"

"Machine gunners, quickly climb the mountain and set up supporting firepower on the top of the mountain to relieve the pressure on 217, quickly!"

Chen Jinxiu's voice rang out at the foot of Tuanchengkou Mountain. Soldiers of the 688th Brigade carried their machine guns and began to charge toward the top of the mountain. It was the first time that Xu Chaoyang encountered such a powerful ally. Although they took your bullets, they really helped you when they needed to. They knew that you didn't have a bugler and that you needed someone to share the burden in order to reduce the casualties. They did everything for you without any discussion...

Regardless of whether the 688th Regiment on the hill next to him could see clearly or not, Xu Chaoyang clasped his fists in that direction, then picked up his gun and rushed out in one leap...

Da da da da da!
In the heavy rain with fog falling between the mountains, Pheasant Neck in the enemy camp suddenly opened fire, and the bugler on the top of the mountain was knocked off the top of the mountain by the bullet. The sound of the bugle was quickly drowned out by the heavy rain after it sounded only once. But at this moment Xu Chaoyang could no longer look back. He could only raise his gun and pull the trigger in the direction of the gunfire in the rain - bang!

Whether the target was hit or not was not something he should consider now. While Xu Chaoyang rushed forward to reload, he shouted, "Machine gunner, move forward 50 meters to set up a position in front of the left side of the unit, and suppress the fire from the side!"

"Everyone of 217 disperses, increases the distance between them, and converges in front of the devils. Attack the enemy camp and fight!!!"

boom! boom! boom!
The entire team kept running forward and firing, and countless bullets penetrated the enemy camp at the foot of Tuanchengkou Mountain at night...

"Captain, slow down, I can't catch up with you!" Yu Minghao, who was not very good at talking, followed Xu Chaoyang silently. He was always trying to catch up, for fear that a bullet would hit his captain. But Yu Minghao's height of about 1.7 meters was really not as fast as Xu Chaoyang's two long legs. Seeing that he was about to fall behind, he could only shout.

"shooting!!!"

"shooting!!!"

"Enemy attack!!!"

The voice of the devil came from far away at a faint volume, but even so, it still did not cause a large-scale gunfire. It can be seen that in the previous round of artillery fire, Mancangzi was bombarding the direction of 217 with all his might...

How could Xu Chaoyang pay any attention to Yu Minghao at this time? He continued to give orders and shouted, "Speed ​​up, cherish time, charge!!!"

The moment a team of a thousand people rushed out, the mountains and plains were full of human figures. They seemed to have broken through the vast rain and fog, and forcibly broke out from the harmonious natural environment as if tearing the picture scroll apart, with murderous aura all over their bodies.

Thug, tug, tug, tug!

The Type 217 heavy machine gun in the enemy camp fired. As the gunshots spread, soldiers of 217 began to fall one after another. The bullets smashed countless falling raindrops under the night sky and turned into beams of light that shuttled across the battlefield. At the same time, had rushed over the distance of meters in the blink of an eye. In other words, at the moment the artillery fire stopped, it rushed directly into the enemy camp.

However, so many people fell along the way... Xu Chaoyang was reluctant to look back, for he was afraid that if he looked back... he would see a familiar face falling. "Turn the machine gun around and shoot at the enemy lines that 217 did not attack!"

Chen Jinxiu ordered the machine guns on the hilltop to turn around and adjust the firing position to continue supporting 217...

"kill!!!"

Xu Chaoyang strode across the gap between the two armies and rushed into the enemy camp. What he saw was the battle line where wisps of smoke continued to rise under the bombardment of artillery fire, but before it rose high, it was dispersed by the rain.

The battlefield, which had been blasted into mud by artillery shells, was littered with the corpses of the devils;

The Japanese soldier who was killed by the explosion was lying on the ground with a bloody mess, an arm missing and a burnt back.
The Japanese soldiers who were shocked to death were bleeding from all seven orifices, and their faces were purple and blue as they sat behind the bunker;
There was also a Japanese soldier who was stunned by the explosion and stood in the rain. He was wearing a butt-curtain hat on his head and was hitting his ears with the base of his palms. He was probably deafened by the shell.

How could Xu Chaoyang make others feel so uncomfortable? He stabbed the boy’s back with the bayonet on the gun - puff!

With one slash of the knife, the Japanese soldier in the rainy night was stabbed so hard that he was almost standing on his toes. Xu Chaoyang suspected that the guy might not be dead yet, so he pulled the trigger again - bang!

With one shot, the bullet penetrated the back of the Japanese soldier and shot out from his chest. Xu Chaoyang raised his leg and kicked the corpse down as it fell. Then he turned around and waved his hand and shouted: "Quick, everyone rush forward, don't look back, go straight to the entrance of Tuancheng, clear a battle line, and divide the battlefield!"

"Those who rushed in first, be careful, pay attention to your left and right sides, don't hurt yourself, quick!!!"

Click! !
The moment Xu Chaoyang stopped to command his troops forward, he unloaded the second shell from his gun, loaded it with new bullets, and then rushed forward again with the troops.

……

At the temporary command post at Tuanchengkou, the division commander watched as a gray line of troops pierced into the enemy camp like a sharp blade, charging and striking forward all the way, and exclaimed in amazement: "Tiger general!"

The division commander turned around and asked, "What do you think of Xu Chaoyang compared to Old Chen from the 343rd Brigade?"

The deputy division commander looked at the battlefield and nodded: "He is indeed a rare talent, but these Northeast Army soldiers are holding the 217th Regiment back. Division commander, you see, the few combat troops at the forefront of the battlefield and the combat troops in the rear even have different combat methods."

"The team in front is organized. There are regulations on how many people are in a group. The front row's guns point at a certain place, and the following people point their guns at that place. How to make a team maintain speed while not getting confused during the march? It is obviously the result of long-term training. A squad goes up, and you are well protected from front, back, left and right. If someone is knocked down, there are replacements. The overall formation can be stretched and gathered... Good, very good."

Director Luo also said with emotion: "On the other hand, the Northeast Army is much worse. It is obviously not a unit of the same level. Not only is the Northeast Army's formation loose, but its vigilance is also insufficient. Although it also appears to be ruthless and stupid, I feel that such a unit is actually not scary."

"How can it be the same? The first batch followed Xu Chaoyang all the way from the Northeast and experienced countless battles. Do you know how serious the casualties of the 217th unit were from the earliest old company to its development? They have lost more than half of their men, or even two-thirds of their men, in every battle until today, and the only ones who have maintained the entire team are Xu Chaoyang and his five or six men."

"These people, using the same training and the same fighting methods, eliminated all those who were not suitable for this team on the battlefield. Those who can survive this team's offensive route may not be the elites we think of, but they are definitely fighters who can integrate well into the team."

"The 217th Division has always used the most brutal methods to train the most suitable soldiers for itself, using a high casualty elimination rate to select them. This is what makes this unit so impressive."

Ah!
Director Luo groaned for a moment. He realized that the more the division commander praised him, the more his words became strange: "Xu Chaoyang, he is still in the 129th Division..."

"Somebody come!"

The division commander seemed to have not heard that Director Luo's words were an exhortation. Instead, he insisted arrogantly: "Send a telegram to the Military Commission, saying that the battle in Shanxi is imminent. Our 115th Division is in urgent need of experienced generals in the fight against Japan. Request to urgently transfer the 217th Regiment to our 115th Division and officially change its number to 67... Brigade!"

　Thanks to '天边的神仙' for the 999 reward. Thank you very much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)