Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Shinozuka Yoshio issued an order with great determination: "Order the 4th, 9th, and 11th Brigades and their artillery regiments to assemble within one day.

I will personally command the Independent Regiment!"

The staff following Shinozuka Yoshio were a little confused after hearing the order: "General, are you sure you want to mobilize so many troops just for a small independent regiment?"

You have to know that the three brigades just mentioned by Yoshio Shinozuka already have more than people, and with the addition of an artillery regiment, it can be said that this is a heavy concentration of troops.

To be frank, the number of regular Eighth Route Army troops in Shanxi is not that large now, not to mention that the quality of individual Japanese soldiers is far stronger than that of ordinary Eighth Route Army soldiers.

"Yes. A lion needs to use all its strength to fight a rabbit. This little rat of the Independent Regiment has already caused our First Army of the North China Expeditionary Force to suffer too much loss.

This time we will send a large number of troops to form an iron wall like encirclement, and we must annihilate them all!"

Yoshio Shinozuka said this with absolute certainty.

The staff was startled and did not dare to delay, and immediately issued orders to each brigade.

Using nearly 3 troops to deal with an independent regiment of only more than a thousand people was beyond the staff's understanding, at least it was something he had never seen in his military career.

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The first battalion of the independent regiment that completed the Yangmingbao attack mission gathered 107 rocket launchers and returned to the direction of the independent regiment’s base day and night.

It would take them two days and two nights to travel a distance of more than 100 kilometers.

Zhang Dabiao felt something was wrong: "Captain Yang, have you noticed something very strange?"

"What's the matter?" The commander of the headquarters artillery company was so busy getting on the road that he didn't notice any problem.

"Do you feel that our journey has been too smooth?"

"Ok?"

Captain Yang of the brigade's artillery company was also a veteran of battles. He was instantly alert when he heard Zhang Dabiao's words. Yes, this journey had been too smooth.

Logically speaking, even if their night attack on Yangmingbao Airport did not cause any aircraft losses, these three waves of rapid artillery fire were enough to attract the attention of the Japanese. But why were there no pursuers?

If we cause heavy losses to the Japanese, I'm afraid they will chase us desperately.

But why is there no movement?

Furthermore, during the infiltration process, the First Battalion and the Brigade's artillery company also had to pass through enemy-occupied areas. They were all prepared to engage in a firefight with the Japanese, but they were surprised to find that the Japanese's defense was unusually weak.

In other words, in the stronghold that was originally heavily guarded, there was only a small amount of guarding force.

What on earth happened to the devil?

This situation is extremely abnormal.

"Yes, Captain Zhang, the Japs' reaction is really quite abnormal. I have fought for so many years and have never seen the Japs behave like this."

"Let's hurry up and tell the soldiers that we need to run as fast as we can. We must run as fast as we can and get back to the regiment as quickly as possible."

Zhang Dabiao pinched his hat which was already soaked with sweat and gave the order without delay.

After a forced march lasting two nights and one day, at noon on the third day after completing the bombing of Yangmingbao, Zhang Dabiao finally returned to the regiment headquarters with hundreds of exhausted people.

They were greeted by Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, as well as pork stewed with vermicelli and white flour buns prepared in advance by the kitchen staff.

Zhang Dabiao first picked up a white flour bun and put it in his mouth to chew it. He didn't even have time to eat the pork stewed with vermicelli and reported directly to Li Yunlong: "Commander, we have completed the bombing of Yangmingbao Airport. Now all the members have returned safely without any casualties.

I just don’t know what the outcome of our battle will be.”

Li Yunlong patted Zhang Dabiao on the shoulder and said in the loudest voice: "The First Battalion of the Independent Regiment and the artillery company directly under the brigade have brilliantly completed the bombing mission of Yangmingbao Airport.

Two Japanese flying squadrons, 50 aircraft, and more than 350 people including the garrison at Yangmingbao Airport were all killed.

You have won the most beautiful victory.

After research and decision by the headquarters, the first battalion of the independent regiment and the artillery company directly under the brigade were awarded the first-class merit! "

Li Yunlong's words were like throwing a heavy stone onto the calm lake, creating huge waves several feet high on the lake.

All the soldiers who participated in the battle cheered.

The pork stewed with vermicelli in my hands and the white flour steamed bun in my mouth didn't smell as good anymore.

First-class collective merit!

What an honor.

In Jin, except for the first battle that year, no team has been able to win the first-class collective merit.

Honor is like a second life for a team.

Zhang Dabiao, a man as strong as an iron tower, has been in the army for so many years, and he was also a little moved: "Thank you, commander, thank you headquarters!"

"Why thank you? You guys typed this yourself."

Zhang Dabiao swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and said with difficulty, "In fact, the one we should thank the most is our Minister Yu. Without the rocket launcher he made, how could we have such a great victory.

Why didn't I see Minister Yu? "

"You don't have to worry about this. Old Yu doesn't care about honor. The headquarters plans to award him a first-class individual merit and say they will hold a ceremony for him later.

Moreover, he said something that was very touching.

He said that what he did was what a Chinese person or a Chinese soldier should do, and the ones who really deserved the award were the soldiers fighting on the front line.

Li Yunlong was somewhat moved.

Zhang Dabiao and Captain Yang were also somewhat moved. Minister Yu was truly a man of high moral character.

For Yu Ye, winning a medal is a recognition, but for him, killing one more Japanese soldier is the best military medal.

At their peak, the number of Japanese devils in China could reach over 400 million, but now there are only over 350 of them. This is just the beginning.

For the industry, these are just small fry and not even worth mentioning.

"By the way, Commander, Captain Yang and I discovered an unusual situation on the way back. The Japanese seemed to have very few defensive forces at all the checkpoints on the way back. I wonder if the Japanese have withdrawn their troops back to the headquarters." Zhang Dabiao said as he sipped his mouthful of pork stewed with vermicelli.

“Well, there is indeed such a possibility. Our soldiers at the frontier outposts also discovered this abnormal situation yesterday.

I can smell gunpowder in the air now.

It looks like there’s going to be a big battle.”

As a veteran on the battlefield, Li Yunlong naturally had some warnings based on his sixth sense, and common sense also led him to infer that there would inevitably be large-scale retaliation from the Japanese.

"Zhang Dabiao, after finishing this meal, take your comrades from the First Battalion and the artillery company directly under the brigade to rest, as we have to move overnight tonight.

I have already packed up your things in the second and third battalions.

Once you have rested, we will move in the evening."

"Yes!"

Zhang Dabiao obviously also realized the seriousness of the problem.