Sword of Light: I Can Summon the Fourth Disaster

"Where's the rocket artillery battalion? Have you contacted them?"

"Commander, the rocket artillery battalion will arrive in fifteen minutes, and they need us to provide the enemy's coordinates."

Upon hearing the news, even the good-natured Huang Zhiqi couldn't help it.

"Provide coordinates? Provide shit! Tell the god who controls rain that if the rocket artillery battalion fails to cover the enemy's offensive in the first round of attack, he should go back to the weather bureau and play with his anti-aircraft guns!"

"Captain, but?" The adjutant hesitated.

"No buts. Just follow my exact instructions and send a telegram to the rocket artillery battalion."

"Yes!"

Looking at the adjutant's back, Huang Zhiqi could only pray silently in his heart that the rocket artillery battalion would be able to hit the target accurately.

After all, the Japanese ambush was definitely well prepared this time, and they dispersed the officers' corps at the first moment. If he hadn't led the guard company to break through the Japanese encirclement, they would definitely have been divided and surrounded.

Just as Huang Zhiqi was praying wholeheartedly, a member of the telegraph department ran in to report.

"Captain, the division has ordered us to hold out for eight hours. Reinforcements are on the way."

Upon hearing the news, Huang Zhiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the eight-hour hold may not sound like a long time, the officers' corps lost some heavy weapons and all the supplies were discarded.

Players have always fought for wealth, but now everyone only carries a basic amount of ammunition. After encountering the enemy, the weapons in the players' hands will become fire sticks.

The Japanese are now coming with great force, and judging from their posture, they are bound to annihilate the players here.

"Has the telephone line reached the front line?"

"Report to the commander, the front-line positions have been connected."

"it is good!"

"First Battalion? I'm Huang Zhiqi. I'm handing all the ammunition of the entire regiment to you. You must do a good job of outer defense!"

"Yes, the officers and soldiers of the first battalion are on high alert, ready to launch a counterattack against external enemies at any time."

"Okay, Huang Xingzhen, listen to me, the fire support from the rocket artillery battalion will be here soon, you must be ready to counterattack at any time."

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

After hanging up the phone, Huang Zhiqi breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the direction of the Japanese attack outside the village, the first battalion had already begun to counterattack.

Flares were continuously projected into the sky outside the village like fireworks, and the whereabouts of the Japanese soldiers who sneaked up under the cover of darkness were clearly revealed under the flares.

Huang Xingzhen squinted his eyes and looked at a circle of bent-over Japanese soldiers. The Japanese soldiers were short and were crawling forward under the cover of darkness. If it weren't for the flares, they would have been impossible to detect.

Huang Xingzhen made a prompt decision and ordered: "Machine guns and mortars, open fire. Brothers with accurate rifles, go ahead. Our transport company is scrapped, so use your bullets sparingly."

The players were also veterans of the battlefield, so they naturally understood what Huang Xingzhen meant. They didn't shoot at machines like the MG34, which consumed a lot of bullets, and used assault rifles to make up for the suppression power of machine guns.

"Da Da Da" "Da Da"

The Japanese were caught off guard and fled to the rear in panic, but how could Huang Xingzhen let them go?

"Where are the snipers? Kill them for me!"

Although the players had good shooting skills, it was night after all and the Japanese were fleeing in panic. They only killed a few of them here and there, and most of them escaped.

"Let a few of our nimble brothers go up and retrieve the enemy's Type 38 rifles and bullets. After all, we have to fight for eight hours, and the existing bullets won't last."

Seeing that the Japanese had gone far away, Huang Xingzhen turned around to discuss with his instructor. Huang Zhiqi had given him a dead task and told him to overcome any difficulties.

Soon, several players from the first battalion rolled out from their positions, moved towards where the dead Japanese soldiers were lying, and searched for bullets on their bodies.

However, some Japanese soldiers escaped and took advantage of the cover of night to live among the corpses. The touch of a living person is different from that of a dead person. Many players discovered the problem: the temperature of the corpse was wrong!

Fortunately, these players were carefully selected and had extremely fast reaction speeds. Except for one or two unlucky guys who were taken away by the Japanese who detonated grenades, the rest all dealt with the lingering Japanese around them.

Seeing his brothers coming back with their weapons, Huang Xingzhen picked up the phone and called out, "Captain, commander, this is the first battalion."

"I'm Huang Zhiqi. What difficulties did your first battalion encounter?"

Huang Zhiqi's voice was a little surprised, as if he had not expected that the first battalion's call for help would come so soon.

"Captain, we have cleared out the enemy outside the village. The artillery can attack!"

Huang Xingzhen was a little excited. Now that he had discovered the main attack direction of the Japanese, this battle would be easier to fight.

When Huang Zhiqi heard the news, he almost jumped for joy. Now that the main attack direction of the Japanese had been determined, they could use rocket launchers to delay time.

After hastily hanging up the phone, Huang Zhiqi said to the adjutant beside him: "Let the telecommunications department notify the rocket artillery battalion to provide fire coverage one kilometer in front of the first battalion!"

The adjutant was visibly stunned when he heard the news. There was a village one kilometer ahead of the first battalion, and it was not small in size.

Although the people in the nearby villages abandoned their homes and businesses and hid in the mountains after learning that the Japanese had gone to the countryside, he could not rule out the possibility that there were still some stubborn people who had not left yet.

"Captain, this...what if there are still villagers in the village?"

Hearing this question, Huang Zhiqi rubbed his chin, thought carefully, and said with some embarrassment: "Let the third battalion go up and fight them hand-to-hand and force them out of the village."

"Isn't the Third Battalion known as the unrivaled Yanmen? Now is the time for them to make a comeback. Notify the Third Battalion Commander to go up and engage the Japanese in hand-to-hand combat."

Upon hearing the news, the adjutant called the third battalion.

"Is it difficult for an old man and a young wife? I am Huang Zhengqi. I order your battalion to advance at full speed and drive the devils out of the next village."

"Understood. The Third Battalion will prepare to charge now."

After the phone call was hung up, shouting from outside the village resounded throughout the command center. Huang Zhengqi, who heard the sound, walked out of the command center and looked outside the village, and saw that the officers' corps and the Japanese had already started hand-to-hand combat.

"Searchlights, blow the charge!"

The searchlight shone on the heads of the players who were fighting with the Japanese in the blood, and everyone immediately realized that they were going to repel the Japanese army in a fair and open manner.

Huang Zhiqi narrowed his eyes, watching the players' advance speed slow down significantly, and asked the adjutant beside him: "Didn't we get a drum?"

“Yes, it’s still brand new!”

"Okay, you arrange it. Have them set up the drums for me. I want to beat the drums to cheer for our brothers!"

Soon the drums were moved over and set up behind the position.

Huang Zhiqi walked forward shirtless, picked up the drumstick and started beating.

"Hole, hole, hole."

When the players heard this sound, they were immediately excited as if they were injected with chicken blood, and rushed towards the Japanese!