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

Seeing such a huge crater, Lao Li truly felt the tremendous power of this new weapon.

It is said that scholars are more brutal. Lao Yu looks gentle and polite at ordinary times, and he is also very polite with his group of students. However, once they start to face the matter of killing the devils, they start to become very paranoid.

It was able to accurately deliver an amount of explosives as large as that used to blow up railway tracks to a point more than 150 kilometers away, and it took only seconds to accurately blow up an entire railway station into a wasteland.

It's so terrifying!

Lao Li is not well educated, but he has an extremely keen sense of war and he will pay attention to any factor that may change the direction of the war.

Even though Li Yunlong, a man standing at the forefront of the war, does not have the commander's strategic vision to take charge of the overall situation, he can still understand that a new era is coming.

However, Lao Li's sigh only lasted for a moment. This was not the time to think about changes in the war situation. What he needed to consider at this time was to find the monks as soon as possible and rescue them in time.

"Captain, Captain, come and see!"

Just as Li Yunlong recovered from his trance, he heard Zhang Dabiao's extremely anxious voice.

Li Yunlong's heart skipped a beat, wondering if something had happened to the monk.

"Zhang Dabiao, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with the monk?"

"Captain, there is nothing wrong with the monks. It's the devils, the devils."

"what's the situation?"

"Captain, it's hard to explain in a few words. Come with me and see."

Zhang Dabiao had no way of explaining anything further and could only take Lao Li to the location of the Kwantung Army's wounded soldiers' camp and let Lao Li see for himself what had happened.

The first sight is bloody.

Because of the carpet bombing by 155mm howitzers, in this makeshift camp for wounded soldiers, countless internal organs and limbs of the Japanese were scattered everywhere after the bombardment.

Some were stuck on the walls, some were hanging on tree stumps that had been blown to pieces, and some street lamps were stained with intestines and thighs. It was truly a bloody killing field.

However, the soldiers present had all seen big scenes before, and they just felt a little uncomfortable but did not have any other special reactions.

Besides, these are all Japanese devils. Seeing the Japanese in their current state, I feel more relieved.

What Zhang Dabiao took Li Yunlong to see was not the group of Japanese soldiers who had been blown into pieces by the artillery camp, but the Japanese wounded soldiers who were killed one by one by the monk and the Liangshan Special Forces.

Old Li understood instantly that the gunshots he had just heard outside the city were not the resistance of the Japanese, but the sound of monks killing the Japanese Kwantung Army.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and re-gun these little Japanese soldiers. What if after too long, these little Japanese soldiers come back alive?

How can you all be so ignorant and only know how to cause trouble for your Minister Yu!"

Li Yunlong shouted cursingly.

Everyone woke up as if from a dream and quickly started shooting at these Japanese devils.

Because they are so familiar with the minister's requirements, the independent regiment now has a separate training item in its daily training, called supplementary shooting.

Two bullets in the chest and one in the head, even a god would shake his head.

A company of soldiers was assigned to carry out the replenishment work, while Li Yunlong led the soldiers of the independent regiment in the direction of the special brigade's pursuit.

When Li Yunlong and the soldiers of the independent regiment caught up with the monk, they noticed that the situation was not what they had worried about. It was not that the Japanese were suppressing the monks and fighting them, but that the monk was leading dozens of people chasing half a division of the Japanese.

"Damn it!"

Li Yunlong rushed to the monk, raised his foot and kicked him, almost knocking him to the ground.

The monk had practiced martial arts seriously, and Lao Li's kick made him stagger. You can imagine how angry Lao Li was and how dissatisfied he was with the monk.

Deep love and responsibility.

"You damned monk, will you die if you send me a telegram? I almost thought you were surrounded by the Japanese, damn it."

Old Li was cursing and was about to whip the monk with his belt.

The monk grinned, revealing his big teeth, and just smiled foolishly without saying anything.

After the captain's anger subsided, the monk said with a flattering face: "Captain, you came over from the Japanese wounded soldiers' camp and saw this, right?

We had a great time killing the devils this time."

Lao Li rolled his eyes at the monk and said, "I really enjoyed killing you guys. You didn't kill them all, so I left a company of soldiers to help you finish them off."

As they were talking, the Japanese division commander Mamoru Iinuma had already fled with the scattered Japanese soldiers. The Japanese leaders hated their parents for giving them one less leg, so they crawled and struggled to run out of the city.

In this case, it was really difficult for Li Yunlong to pursue.

"The damn Japs were running pretty fast. We didn't kill many of them."

Li Yunlong cursed a few words and ordered to stop the pursuit.

In normal wars, there are usually large-scale casualties during the rout phase. However, this time when Li Yunlong brought his large army here, the Japanese had already passed the rout phase. It would be a loss if he led his team to hunt down these scattered Japanese who had fallen behind.

This was Lao Li's own problem, but it wasn't entirely his fault. Who could have thought that more than half of the Japs in the division didn't put up any resistance and simply collapsed on the spot, running faster than rabbits and impossible to catch up with.

After they stopped, Lao Li realized a problem. The monk was leading dozens of members of the Liangshan Special Operations Brigade to chase half a division of Japanese soldiers. This had never happened before.

In the past year or so, Jin has indeed achieved fruitful results, but there has never been such a scene, with dozens of people chasing nearly 10,000 Japanese devils. Before, at most a battalion of ours was chasing a brigade of Japanese devils.

I also thought of the time in Nanjing, when hundreds of Japanese devils were chasing more than 100,000 national troops, but now the situation has completely turned around.

The offensive and defensive momentum is different!

Everyone looked at the weapons and equipment left behind by the Japanese after they fled. Although they looked down on them, they still felt very refreshed at the feeling of defeating the Japanese and seizing a lot of spoils.

Suddenly, Lao Li shouted, "Have all the devils escaped?"

"Yes."

The monk and Zhang Dabiao were standing aside, not knowing why the team leader suddenly asked this question.

"We are screwed. The commander ordered us to kill as many of the Japanese as possible, but now you have let all the Japanese escape.

How the hell am I going to explain this to the commander?

Monk, this responsibility is on you!"

Li Yunlong slapped his thigh and said angrily.

Monk: “…”

Can this be blamed on me?