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

The sound of the 56 punch was almost at my ears.

Qian Bojun and Zhang Fugui felt their scalps tingle after hearing this. How the hell could the independent regiment, which always had only two legs, run so fast?

Qian Bojun turned his head and saw that the cavalrymen of the independent regiment were wearing earth-gray uniforms and riding tall horses. As the horses' hooves kicked, the steel rifles in their hands did not stop at all.

Whenever they saw resistance, they would fire a volley of bullets at them without any hesitation, as if they didn't care about the money at all.

This formed a very sharp contrast with the previous image of the Eighth Route Army, who had to calculate every time they fired two bullets.

The Shanxi Suiyuan Army soldiers surrounding the yard collapsed instantly under the attack of the Independent Regiment Cavalry Company, and more than a hundred rifles were thrown to the ground.

Qian Bojun knew that the situation was hopeless, so he took a few trusted soldiers and ran out while no one was paying attention to him.

Zhang Fugui, who planned to become a traitor along with Qian Bojun, was not so lucky.

Because he was dressed in officer's uniform and led the team to besiege Chu Yunfei's command post, and refused to surrender after seeing the independent regiment and even planned to launch an attack, he had fallen into Sun Desheng's sight.

There is already a way to die.

Sun Desheng was not polite at all. He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly. The horse, which had been with him for a long time, instantly understood what Sun Desheng meant. After making a small circle, it returned to the front of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

Sun Desheng held the gun with both hands, with the crosshairs pointed at Zhang Fugui. He emptied the magazine of the Type 56 submachine gun in his hand just before Zhang Fugui turned his head and prepared to pull the trigger.

Da da da.

56 Rush used a brisk rhythm to end Zhang Fugui’s life before he could become a traitor.

In a sense, Sun Desheng also saved Zhang Fugui.

It can be considered as a person who has found his way back to the right path.

Zhang Fugui's chest was beaten into a sieve, and his blood splattered everywhere, with a lot of blood dripping onto the heads and faces of the soldiers around him.

It's not hot, it's cold.

The Shanxi-Suiyuan Army soldiers who had originally planned to fight to the end suddenly became cowardly. The soldiers who had not thrown away their weapons threw their guns to the ground without hesitation and even lay down on the ground.

With Qian Bojun's escape and Zhang Fugui's death, the gunfire gradually subsided, and the gunfire in the entire garrison of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment also gradually stopped.

Sun Desheng gave an order: "Everyone, hand over the weapons of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army to me! Tell them, I will not kill you if you surrender your weapons!

If you meet someone who is blind enough to resist, you will kill him on the spot!"

Sun Desheng's murderous order instantly spread throughout the entire headquarters of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment, and the soldiers of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army laid down their weapons.

Anyway, they were not Japanese devils, they were all Chinese, and they would not be killed if they surrendered their weapons. These soldiers of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army surrendered without any psychological barriers, and each one was more smooth than the other.

It can be seen that as long as they don't become traitors, they are happier than anyone else.

Sun Desheng didn't care whether Chu Yunfei was still alive. In fact, he didn't care about this issue at all.

At this moment, he kept in mind the secret order given to him by the regiment commander before leaving the camp. Once the first and second battalions had control of the situation, he would rely on the speed advantage of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army to hand over their weapons, and then he would gather them up and use his cavalry to pull them away.

At this time, Sun Desheng was a little worried, mainly because he did not expect that he would resolve the battle so quickly, and he had even begun to collect the weapons of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, but the regiment commander had not arrived yet.

According to the original battle plan, his cavalry company would use its speed advantage to reach the 358th Regiment first to divert their attention and prevent them from attacking Chu Yunfei with all their strength.

If the rebels from the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment really killed Chu Yunfei, that would be a lot of fun.

On this basis, if the attack goes smoothly, it can disrupt the line of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment, thus paving the way for the subsequent attacks of the 1st and 2nd Battalions.

However, the current battle situation was far beyond Sun Desheng's expectations.

It was not that the predetermined goal was not achieved, but that it was far exceeded. The Shanxi-Suiyuan Army surrendered too quickly and in too many people, so there was no time to gather them together.

After the cavalry company quickly established control, Li Yunlong led the first and second battalions and finally arrived at the base of the first battalion of the 358th Regiment.

When he came in, Li Yunlong was also extremely surprised. How come he didn't encounter any resistance at all?

This is not normal.

Could it be possible that a cavalry company of just over a hundred people could defeat the nearly two thousand troops of the first battalion of the 358th Regiment?

That's not even possible.

According to our previous experience in fighting the Japanese, such an effect can only be achieved by causing large-scale casualties, right?

It was not until they saw Sun Desheng that Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang finally breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that there had been no mass killings.

"Captain, we have confiscated all the weapons of the First Battalion of the 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army as you ordered. What do you think we should do?"

Sun Desheng dismounted from his horse and came to Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong didn't even think about it, he just waved his hand and said, "What else is there to say? Just bring them all back to me."

Zhao Gang was shocked: "Old Li, don't be confused, after all, the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment is not a rebel army, but a friendly army.

You're taking all their weapons back without warning. If the headquarters investigates, it will be difficult to explain this matter to them casually."

"Lao Zhao, you are just too timid. Let me tell you, Lao Li was born a peasant. When we were farming in our hometown, we worked for the landlords. We were all short-term workers, and the wages were several times higher than usual.

Moreover, payment is made on a daily basis with no delays.

I helped Chu Yunfei out of trouble today, helped him clean up the mess, and picked up his face that fell on the ground. Chu Yunfei should thank me very much.

Besides, this is a life-saving favor, so what's the big deal if I charge him some interest?"

"But......"

Zhao Gang wanted to say something, but Li Yunlong ignored him and turned his head to Sun Desheng and shouted, "Sun Desheng!"

"To!"

"Listen to my orders, bring all these weapons back to me. If you lose a gun or a bullet, I will hold you accountable!"

"Yes!"

After doing all this, Li Yunlong said to Zhao Gang: "Old Zhao, you are just too timid. If Old Yu were here, he would definitely support my decision.

He might even order the ammunition storage of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment to be searched and taken away as well."

Zhao Gang: “…”

Zhao Gang pointed at Li Yunlong with his finger, but ultimately said nothing.

Li Yunlong arranged everything, and then he walked towards the command post of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment with a panicked look on his face: "Brother Yunfei, I, Li Yunlong, am late. How are you? Are you not injured?"

Although Li Yunlong's face was full of nervousness, his slow pace betrayed him.