Sword of Light: I Can Summon the Fourth Disaster

In the back mountain of Xiejia Village, new soldiers are training.

On the side cliff of the mountain behind the Xie family, a pair of obscene eyes stared at the training ground with excitement.

A thin and wretched man dressed in black, with middle-parted hair, looked exactly like a traitor.

"After searching everywhere for something, I finally found it. This is an unexpected reward. Yamashita-kun originally asked me to investigate because Murakami-kun didn't get in touch with me yesterday. I didn't expect it to be the Eighth Route Army."

After saying this, he sneaked down the cliff and quickly disappeared into a dense forest.

At this time, the Japanese squadron where Sun Jia Nao was stationed, the captain of the Japanese squadron, Captain Yamashita Junshu, was discussing the mopping-up route with his two colleagues. However, what annoyed the old Japanese squadron captain Yamashita was that since yesterday evening, his subordinate Murakami squad had lost contact with him. As a student of Sakata Nobutsu, Murakami should not make low-level mistakes. So early this morning, he sent his two Japanese soldiers to scout the direction of the Murakami squad's mopping-up.

As a Japanese soldier who grew up in Sendai, he had never felt the cold in the winter in Shanxi, so he was ordered to lead a team out for a mopping-up operation. After the Murakami squad lost contact, Junki Yamashita urgently contacted two nearby squadrons.

At this time, the three squadrons had already approached, and Yamashita Junshu was about to invite the other two devils to sit down. Suddenly, a drake voice came.

"Taijun, it's bad. A large force of the Eighth Route Army was spotted in the direction that Taijun Murakami was sweeping. From what I could see from afar, there were about 100 to 200 of them."

"Baka." With a slapping sound, Xie Ergou was slapped under the table by Yamashita Junshu.

"How could a mere one or two hundred Eighth Route Army soldiers wipe out the Murakami squad? You are just spreading fake news."

"I ran too fast and said the wrong thing, Lady Taijun. It wasn't one or two hundred Tubalu, it was eight or nine hundred Tubalu." Xie Ergou quickly changed his words.

"Eight or nine hundred Tubalu, this is a large force of the Eighth Route Army. I think the Murakami squad mistakenly entered the Tubalu's encirclement and was caught off guard, so no news was spread. Oh, thank you, Sang, for your loyalty to the Locust Army."

After that, Yamashita Junki stood up and said to the other two squadron leaders, "Chuncheng-kun and Sato-kun, please follow me to defeat this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers."

Sunjia Village was not far from the front village of Xiejia Village. Then Shanxia Chunshu sent out another sharp knife team.

The members of the sharp knife squad were all old Japanese soldiers. When the forward observation post of the teaching team was evacuating, they accidentally revealed their tracks and were chased and beaten by the Japanese soldiers.

After chasing for a while, the Japanese squad finally caught up with the front village of Xiejia Village.

The Japanese captain Gao Mu looked at the quiet village in front of him and began to hesitate. The Murakami squad that had lost contact in Xiejia Village before were all elite veterans, and their combat effectiveness was stronger than his squad that had been supplemented with new recruits twice.

Just as Gao Mu's team hesitated, the Japanese army followed. Seeing Gao Mu standing still, the captain of the Yamashita team went up and slapped Gao Mu's team leader.

"Do you still look like a soldier of the Empire? You should really cut open your stomach to thank the locusts."

After saying that, the old Japanese soldier at the foot of the mountain drew out his command knife and shouted, "Attack!"

The Japs began to rush into the village.

"Da da da." The sound of "Da da da" was heard.

The submachine gun team that had been lying in ambush quickly hid in a civilian house after firing a volley of bullets, and then ran from the house to the front-line position.

At this time, on the battlefield in the village, Li Yunlong was looking at the fallen Japanese soldiers with binoculars, and couldn't help but say with envy: "This German-made submachine gun is really good. Two submachine gun squads can knock down more than 30 Japanese soldiers in a crossfire raid. When do you think we, Li, will get such a good thing?"

Zhang Dabiao at the side also echoed: "Captain Xiao's training team is composed of elite veterans. Even when they were retreating, their formation was not disordered. There were also riflemen in the distance to support them, and their shooting skills were also good. Many of the fallen Japanese soldiers were hit by more than one bullet."

Li Yunlong nodded and looked at Zhang Dabiao standing beside him and said, "Dabiao, you said I should help Brother Xiao drive away these Japanese invaders. Brother Xiao, will you give me some submachine guns? I am really jealous of their firepower."

"Hey, commander. Even if Captain Xiao gives you this gun, can you afford it? The Japs are rushing up, get ready to fight." While Zhang Dabiao was joking with Li Yunlong, the Japs in the rear suddenly advanced and were only 300 meters away from the front position.

The players in the first position looked at the Japanese soldiers rushing towards them, rubbing their hands in preparation.

Dong Lin Bai Cang looked at the scattered soldiers who were squeezed together because of the narrow alley, and couldn't help but say: "It would be great if I could have a heavy machine gun at this time."

Just as Dong Lin Baicang hadn't finished speaking, the sound of "puff puff puff puff" was heard, and the three machine gun positions set up by the teaching team opened fire. After quickly firing a drum, the machine gun team picked up the machine gun and ran away. Then several grenades exploded in the temporary position of the machine gun team.

On the battlefield, Li Yunlong looked through a telescope at the makeshift machine gun position that was attacked by stray bullets, and couldn't help smacking his lips.

"I originally thought that this training team was just a show-off, but I didn't expect the soldiers to be so well-trained. They are also very familiar with the Japanese pirates' tactics and know that the Japanese grenade launchers are very accurate. They quickly changed positions after firing. In the previous two waves of raids, the Japanese wiped out at least two squads."

"Captain, I just observed that everyone in this training team is equipped with two guns. Moreover, their machine guns are firing in an arc, restricting the charging Japanese in front of the position and preventing them from advancing."

"Well, his two rounds of raids are over. The rest is up to us. Tell them to prepare for battle. Let the Japanese in to fight."

Although the New 1st Regiment was formed not long ago, Li Yunlong's ability to lead the troops is not a lie. The troops are of high quality, and with Zhang Dabiao conveying Li Yunlong's orders, the New 1st Regiment quickly entered combat status.

The Japanese skirmishers rushed to the threshing ground. As the Japanese dispersed, the light and heavy machine guns of the New 1st Regiment also opened fire.

As the Japanese attacked the front line, the players also opened fire. Although the players had only been in contact with firearms for a short time, after a morning of shooting training, the players' hit rate was still considerable. After the Japanese scattered lines and waves of attacks, the ammunition of the New 800st Regiment was insufficient. Although the New 500st Regiment was a newly formed basic regiment, under the leadership of Li Yunlong, the regiment now had more than people and more than guns, but the bullets were seriously insufficient. On average, each rifleman had less than five rounds of ammunition.

Following the Japanese's skirmish line, they attacked the front line again.

Li Yunlong looked at the Japanese soldiers rushing up again and asked, "Da Biao, this is the nth wave."

"Captain, this is the fourth wave."

"The Japs still have at most two squads, but unfortunately we don't have many bullets left. Otherwise, we can look down from this high ground, and we can defeat as many Japs as we can. Notice them to put on bayonets and prepare for hand-to-hand combat."

"Ding ding ding ding,"

As soon as the charge sounded, all members of the New 1st Regiment put on their bayonets and rushed out of their positions to engage in a fight with the Japanese.

The players also put on their bayonets and charged forward.

"Forward forward forward!"

"Ula"

"Wind, wind, wind, wind."

"Hit the devils' heads with your sword."

The players rushed forward all at once, shouting different slogans.

Principal Hu looked at the short Japanese soldier in front of him, muttering something, and thrust his bayonet downwards. The Japanese soldier in front of him lowered his body, and the bayonet pierced Principal Hu's stomach. A ferocious look flashed across the Japanese soldier's face, but Principal Hu didn't expect that he didn't feel it, and pierced the Japanese soldier's neck with the bayonet.

Principal Hu's charge with his intestines dragging out really scared the Japanese, and many Japanese recruits ran away when they saw Principal Hu.

In a hand-to-hand combat, the bravery of an individual can greatly boost the morale of his unit. Players were seriously wounded, some with their intestines exposed, but they still charged towards the Japanese without fear. The Japanese, as if frightened, began to disperse on a small scale. Suddenly, the morale of the New 1st Regiment was greatly boosted.

Li Yunlong killed a Japanese soldier with a big knife, and then he saw several players chasing the Japanese soldier and stabbing him with their intestines.

He couldn't help but say, "This is really fucking encouraging. Zhang Dabiao, where is Zhang Dabiao? Protect the friendly troops. The friendly troops don't know how to use bayonets."

At this time, the flank position of Xiejia Village was facing the attack of the Japanese.

Xiao Zongmin looked at the devils in front of him, sneered and said to Xiao Wen beside him: "The devils have only used these two tricks in recent years, charging forward from the front and then attacking the flanks. It's a pity that we are not the zy army."