Sword of Light: I Can Summon the Fourth Disaster

“Da da da da…”

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The dense bullets formed a metal storm that swept towards the position, making the Japanese unable to raise their heads for a while.

After the Japanese were suppressed, mortar shells also fell on the front-line positions, blowing Maeda's battalion to pieces.

Luo Weimin was observing the situation on the battlefield with a telescope in the rear and found that the Japanese were no longer brave enough to show up.

"Let the mortar battalion use up all its shells, and then the infantry battalions will take turns to cover and withdraw from the battlefield, leaving the position to the Second Regiment."

"Captain! We still have the strength to fight!" Mo Sheng said excitedly.

Luo Weimin sighed and pointed at the soldiers who were being carried off the battlefield and said, "You can still fight. How many of us will be left after this battle? Three thousand? Or two thousand?"

"Our regiment has been fighting for a whole day and night. It's time to let our friendly forces have some soup."

As the two were talking, Zheng Yong and the Second Regiment had already circled around to the First Regiment's headquarters. Although they were far away, their voices could already be heard.

"Lao Luo, Lao Luo! You are so mean. My Second Regiment just caught the Japanese off guard. Why are you letting us retreat?"

Luo Weimin was very happy to see his good brother and quickly called him over.

"Old Zheng, come here, I'm just about to tell you!"

"What's the matter?"

Luo Weimin sighed softly: "After our regiment has used up all the artillery shells in our hands, we will prepare to withdraw."

"What?" Zheng Yong seemed a little surprised and asked quickly, "That's not right. Your group is doing pretty well. Why are you retreating so suddenly?"

"No matter how well we fight, we can't sustain this loss!" Luo Weimin said angrily, "One of my regiments fought for a day and a night, and now there are less than 3,000 people left."

Hearing this, Zheng Yong said to comfort him: "Lao Luo, every failure is a learning experience. Nothing is perfect in the world."

"I know." Luo Weimin exhaled, then looked at Zheng Yong and said seriously: "Old Zheng, I really have to withdraw from the battle early this time. You kid, be careful, the Japanese are all sharpshooters!"

"I'm fine!"

After a brief meeting between the two regiment commanders, the Second Regiment quickly took over the attack position of the First Regiment and launched an attack on the Japanese in Yaozhuang.

However, some officers and soldiers in the regiment were a little angry. They didn't understand why Luo Weimin gave up the position so readily.

"Commander, I can't understand!" Fang Jing, the chief of staff of the regiment, asked with a sad face.

"If you can't figure it out, think about it carefully and don't get in my way!" Luo Weimin cursed Fang Jing in a deep voice, then pushed him away, got into the car and left.

Qi Heng, the political commissar of the First Regiment, stepped forward and patted Fang Jing on the shoulder, sighing, "Old Qi, you may not know that all the people in the field hospital are ours now."

"Our regiment is not as big as a reorganized division. It is glorious enough for a regiment of 5,000 people to keep an eye on nearly 30,000 Japanese soldiers for a whole day and night."

"If we continue to fight, I'm afraid our regiment will be vacant for a while. Think about it, there are still many battles to fight!"

After saying this, Qi Heng no longer cared about Fang Jing and went to the company with the political cadres to count the number of people. Although the battle was not over yet, their regiment could not make any mistakes regarding the pension issue.

"Could it be that our casualties are really heavy?" Fang Jing began to doubt himself.

At this time, Qi Yong came over and looked at Fang Jing, who looked like he was doubting his life. He said, "Chief of Staff, there are only about 200 people left in our first battalion. Think about it carefully!"

"what?"

.......

Border area A gathering place for a group of individual players

Who can be more like me? Liu yawned, looked at Jie Yuhua seriously and asked, "Sister, are you sure these foreigners will like our stuff?"

Jie Yuhua smiled confidently and said softly, "Fifth brother, don't worry, it's okay!"

Who can be as good as me? Looking at the bottle of wine on the table, I somewhat doubt the truthfulness of Jie Yuhua's words.

After all, in his opinion, these things made by mixing industrial alcohol with water and then adding a bunch of chemical raw materials can no longer be called wine.

He was very skeptical whether these things would burn out people's brains if they drank them.

"Girl, do you want to change a product?" I asked tentatively.

Jie Yuhua shook her head confidently and said affirmatively: "Fifth brother, you don't understand these white people's desire for sweets at all."

"Besides, because the weather in the Far East is extremely cold, they have a great demand for alcohol. So, I customized a wine specifically for them."

Who can be like me? Liu sighed and then lay down.

After they killed Yoshio Shinozuka last time, Jie Yuhua suggested going out for a walk, so whoever could have me brought a few sworn brothers into the game.

Let them fight for it, he and Jie Yuhua measured the motherland on foot in the game, but they didn't expect that their brothers were too capable. After they received the news in Qin Island, they found that people had already established a large gathering place for scattered people in the border area.

So the two of them set off for the border. Originally, I wanted to replicate the feat we did in Shanxi and kill a few Japanese generals.

But who would have thought that after arriving here, we would find that the Japanese were too defensive about this gathering place.

After a brief understanding, I finally realized who could be as good as me. It turned out that I was too late and the battle was already fought.

You know, there are quite a lot of individual players in the game now. Who can be as good as me? When my six brothers planted the flag here for the first time, the Japanese came to clean it up.

This made the players angry, and they immediately waved their flags on the forum, gathered more than 10,000 individual players and headed north to start harassing the Japanese around the camp.

After harassing the camp for half a month, the Japanese discovered something was wrong because a division close to the camp disappeared without a trace.

After the Japanese Kwantung Army found out the situation, they organized another encirclement and suppression. However, this time, more than 10,000 players managed to destroy an entire Japanese division, and the Japanese became obedient.

You have to be honest. After you finish clearing out the enemies, they will gather tens of thousands of people again in just ten days and start a deadly attack on you.

The mission of the Japanese soldiers stationed here was to guard against the Far East Military Region of the Bear Federation, not to fight to the death with the players, so they consciously retreated dozens of kilometers.

But players don’t just give you face if you give me face.

For players with cars, it only takes one or two hours to travel dozens of kilometers.

As a result, the Japanese officers stationed nearby suffered from being killed in car accidents, dying of diarrhea, being kidnapped while dazed, and then being violently killed by a group of army soldiers. After that, only a group of Japanese soldiers were left around the camp, and even Japanese second lieutenants were rarely seen.

Just when I was feeling a little bored, a player rushed into the room excitedly.

"Sister Hua, that wine you made is selling like hotcakes!"

"what?"