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

The news of the recapture of Taiyuan City spread like wildfire across the country, and the front pages of major newspapers and radio stations were all filled with this information.

In fact, as early as when the siege of Taiyuan City began, the entire China and even many foreign forces were paying attention to the victory of this battle.

Some powerful newspapers originally had branches in Taiyuan City. Some reporters who did not have time to evacuate simply did not evacuate and started to synchronize the latest battle situation directly in the city.

Almost every two hours there will be an update on the battle situation from the reporter's perspective.

During this day and night, it can be said that the whole of China was concerned about the outcome of this battle. Before this, China had experienced too many tragic defeats, and all the people hoped for a thrilling battle in which they would win with absolute advantage.

The Battle of Taiyuan gave such an answer to all the people who cared about the fate of China.

To attack a huge high-walled city housing 30,000 Japanese devils with only 6,000 tired soldiers and to win the battle with overwhelming results is the victory that all Chinese people desire.

When the news of this great victory spread across the country, many people cried for joy. There were even young men in their twenties and thirties who cried together, like babies in confinement.

Li Yunlong returned to the army with the Japanese relative Prince Akasaka Kunihiko, who had two whip marks on his face, and the brigade commander.

"Li Yunlong, congratulations on your fortune!"

The brigade commander saw at a glance that Li Yunlong was holding the rope leading the Japanese prince Akagi Kunihiko, and the rope was tied around the Japanese prince's hands. There was a hint of sourness in the brigade commander's voice.

"Brigade Commander, how can I make a fortune, hehe."

Although he said so, Li Yunlong could hardly suppress the smile on his face.

"You kid, can you hide this from my eyes? Don't forget, I'm an intelligence officer. I can tell at a glance that you are holding a prince of the devil.

Are you still hiding this from me?"

The brigade commander laughed and cursed.

"That's impossible. This is all thanks to the good leadership of the brigade commander. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had this opportunity."

As he spoke, Li Yunlong waved the rope in his hand.

The brigade commander glanced at the Japanese prince who was looking ashamed. There was no trace of his arrogant attitude left. Now this guy was as timid as a mouse.

"No, you are holding the devil prince like a dog now?"

The brigade commander glanced at Li Yunlong unhappily and said.

"Hey, hey, hey, my brigade commander, this is not something you can say. I have never abused this devil prince. How can you say that I, Lao Li, treat the devil prince like a dog?

Brigade Commander, you can't slander someone out of thin air."

Li Yunlong immediately complained bitterly.

If the brigade commander caught me mistreating prisoners, I would be in big trouble.

"Then what's the matter with the two intersecting scars on the devil prince's face?"

The brigade commander didn't believe Li Yunlong's nonsense, he asked with a smile.

"Of course it was this little Japanese who accidentally knocked to the ground and fell." Old Li said without blushing or beating his heart.

"Brigade Commander, if you don't believe it, you can ask the translator in our regiment and ask him to help ask the Japanese prince." As he said this, Lao Li winked at the translator beside him.

All of this fell into the eyes of the brigade commander. How could such a little trick deceive the brigade commander? However, the brigade commander saw that the Japanese soldier had no other scars except some flesh wounds, so he was unwilling to care about it.

"Forget it, you are such a cunning guy, it's no use asking. I might as well not ask, but you have to keep an eye on this devil prince for me.

We must bring the lively Japanese prince to the commander.

This is a military order!"

At the end, the brigade commander suddenly became serious and spoke seriously.

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong responded solemnly.

......

The battle did not last too long. Under the crushing firepower of our side, Taiyuan City was taken back, and we achieved a very decisive victory.

However, cleaning up the battlefield is not so easy.

Because it was impossible to count how many Japanese soldiers were killed, the brigade commander got angry at Lao Li and said, "Li Yunlong, didn't you learn to count when you were making baskets?

Every Japanese soldier you killed was a piece of cake. What do you mean by the 17,000 or so that you reported to me?

How many hundreds are left?

Can't you even count how many devils there are?"

Hearing this, Lao Li explained with a bitter face: "My brigade commander, it's not that I don't want to count clearly. It's just that I can't count clearly!"

"what happened?"

"Brigade Commander, you can see for yourself that after our Type 59 tanks rolled over them, these devils were directly crushed into mud. I can't shovel these devils up one by one with a shovel and weigh them, right?

Divide it by the average weight of the devils, how many devils do you get in decimal places?"

Perhaps because he was somewhat dissatisfied with the brigade commander's comment that he had not studied mathematics well, Lao Li also made some sarcastic remarks to the brigade commander.

"Hey, you have made a lot of progress under Zhao Gang's guidance. You even know the decimal point now."

Old Li chuckled and said, "That's right. Now I am a cultured person. But you are wrong. I learned mathematics from Old Yu.

Brigade Commander, if Lao Li learns the trick of Danfen someday, then we can also be engineers."

"What's the danger?"

The brigade commander was stunned when he heard it.

“It’s the one in mathematics. It’s so cool!”

“That’s called calculus!”

The brigade commander said unhappily, he didn't expect that after he just praised Li Yunlong, this guy showed his true colors again.

In the end, a battle report with more than a few hundred Japanese soldiers was submitted to the commander, but the brigade commander gave a brief explanation after the number, because the Japanese soldiers had been so completely crushed by the Type 59 modified that they could not be distinguished, so it could only be a rough estimate.

The commander was holding the freshly produced battle report, his joy was beyond words, and he wanted to stop and laugh every time he read a line.

This battle was so satisfying!

It feels so refreshing!

"Several hundred devils were killed!"

"1721 Japanese prisoners captured!"

"Among the prisoners, there are seven Japanese soldiers with the rank of major general or above, and 7 Japanese soldiers with the rank of colonel or above."

"We seized 396 rifles and machine guns, more than 50 rounds of ammunition, more than 317 mortars, more than 4000 artillery shells, and the rest of the various supplies are still being counted.

......"

The commander muttered the list, holding it tightly in his hand, and was reluctant to hand it to the comrades around him.

This was a victory that was previously unimaginable.