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

Leaving behind more than a thousand naked corpses of the Japanese soldiers, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang returned with seven or eight hundred people from the independent regiment.

Although about seven or eight hundred people participated in this battle, the actual force deployed was only a battalion, and even only a dozen soldiers caused large-scale casualties to the Japanese.

All this depends on the abundant firepower brought by the industry.

After returning to the base, Yu Ye and Zhang Dabiao were waiting at the regiment headquarters early.

"Lao Li, Lao Zhao, how was your result this time?"

Yu Ye asked with a smile. In fact, there was no need to ask. Looking at the car full of spoils in the back, it was clear that this was a great victory.

"Great victory! Great victory!"

The smiles on Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang's faces never faded, especially Li Yunlong's, his mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear. This was truly a rare victory.

An entire battalion of the Japanese Kwantung Army's elite troops was completely wiped out, and the independent regiment suffered almost no casualties.

This is an almost unimaginable victory.

The fact that the Chinese army can now fight the Japanese on a one-to-one basis is already unparalleled. As for a battle like the one at Yelangyu, it is simply unthinkable.

"Hahaha, Old Yu, this battle is something Old Li has never fought in his entire life.

At the beginning, they directly bombed the Japanese, then attacked them with white phosphorus bombs, and finally used anti-aircraft guns to bomb the Japanese artillery positions and machine gun positions.

After this series of attacks, not a single Japanese soldier put up any resistance.

Every one of them made no sound.

This is really fucking satisfying!"

Li Yunlong fiddled with the colonel's saber in his hand, the excitement on his face had not yet completely dissipated.

Zhao Gang continued, "That's right. When the gunfire sounded, I thought about rushing up to reinforce Lao Li, but I didn't expect that when I led the team up, Lao Li had basically defeated the Japanese.

In the end, we, the reserve forces, became the ones cleaning up the battlefield for Lao Li."

"Hahaha."

The three core members of the independent regiment, including the three regiment leaders, all burst into laughter.

"Captain Sun, your cavalry company was well trained this time. If it weren't for the soldiers you sent over, we wouldn't have been able to get the captured items back so quickly."

Zhao Gang patted Sun Desheng on the shoulder and said with emotion.

Sun Desheng scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "It's all thanks to the minister's teaching. We only knew how to take care of horses before, not how to drive. It was all thanks to the minister's guidance that we learned it all."

"I don't want to take credit for this. You led the soldiers to train day and night. It has nothing to do with me."

"Hahaha."

Yu Ye suddenly seemed to remember something: "Old Li, did you find that these Kwantung troops accompanying the army brought some strange equipment during this battle?"

Li Yunlong simply shook his head: "No, I didn't find anything. What's wrong?"

Yu Ye was worried that Li Yunlong might miss some details because he didn't know many words, so he turned around and asked Zhao Gang seriously, "Old Zhao, tell me, are you sure there are no strange equipment?"

“Definitely not. We have brought back all the equipment and conducted a preliminary inventory. We did not find any equipment that was different from usual.

Lao Yu, why are you paying attention to this?"

Yu Ye let out a long sigh: "It's good that there is no problem. I thought that these devils belonged to the Kwantung Army, and I was afraid that they had some biological and chemical weapons or something."

Zhao Gang also instantly became serious: "Old Yu, what's going on?"

"I heard that the Japanese have a secret base outside the Great Wall, which specializes in researching some horrific plagues and viruses, as well as some chemical weapons and poison gas bombs.

Therefore, they were particularly interested in the things of the Kwantung Army.

In subsequent battles, if our opponent is the Kwantung Army, we all need to be careful."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Zhao Gang added: "Perhaps in the future we need to be more cautious not only in front of the Kwantung Army, but also when facing any devils.

With the current firepower level of the independent regiment, there is no possibility for the Japanese to defeat us unless their numbers are more than three times ours.

So, I am worried that the devils may use some despicable means, and we have to be on guard.”

Everyone nodded heavily.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the field suddenly became dull, Zhao Gang looked at Zhang Dabiao holding a piece of calligraphy and joked, "Captain Zhang, you must be getting impatient waiting for us at home, so you're practicing calligraphy now?"

Zhang Dabiao quickly denied it: "Who is this? Minister Yu just wrote this calligraphy in my hand and asked me to find two stonemasons to carve it into a monument and place it at the border of our independent regiment to warn the Japanese."

"Oh?"

Everyone instantly became interested. Since Lao Yu wrote it for the Japanese, they had to read it carefully.

Zhao Gang took the calligraphy from Zhang Dabiao's hand, looked at it, sighed and shook his head.

"Old Zhao, what do you mean?"

Zhao Gang couldn’t get Yu Ye to shake his head. If it didn’t work, then it wouldn’t work. What are you doing shaking your head for?

"This sentence is written very domineeringly, but the characters are really not very good."

Zhao Gang sighed and made Yu Ye blush. The crooked handwriting was really embarrassing.

"Old Yu, the borders of China you mentioned seem a little inappropriate. It's like the area outside our independent group doesn't belong to China. It's still a little awkward."

"Then tell me, how do we change it?"

"I think it would be better to change it to: Anyone who has evil intentions on Chinese soil will die!"

Yu Ye repeated it twice, and felt that the logic was indeed better than his own words: "Okay, let's do as you said, Lao Zhao.

Come, Lao Zhao, go and write this sentence out neatly, and I will ask Zhang Dabiao to arrange for a stonemason to carve it out."

"No, no, you are the backbone of our independent regiment, and without you, Old Li, we would not have achieved such brilliant results recently.

This sentence must be written by you. "

Zhao Gang quickly declined and winked at the people around him. The people around him also thought that what Zhao Gang said made sense and immediately started to make a fuss.

Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the crowd, Yu Ye said shyly: "Can my handwriting be used to write in such a serious place?"

"Of course, only Lao Yu's freehand writing can show the grandeur of China. Writing other characters is too restrained."

Zhao Gang, the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also started to praise Yu Ye.

Since the atmosphere had been set to this point, it would be inappropriate to refuse any further, so Yu Ye wrote these crooked words in full view of everyone.

After staring at the calligraphy for a long time, Yu Ye finally realized what Zhao Gang meant by being spontaneous.

This is fucking saying that the Japanese only deserve this kind of chicken-like font.

Grass.

It's just too rough.

However, Yu Ye was not angry. Damn, when the day comes that the stone tablet is really placed on Mount Fuji, maybe his handwriting will become a trend.

This may be the greatest military achievement after Fenglangjuxu.