Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Looking at the officer who looked like a sick chicken, Murata Shio, who was always ruthless, was furious.

"Baga, do you still look like soldiers of the Empire? You were defeated by a small failure!"

"You are the best soldiers in the empire. Today you were tricked by the cunning Eighth Route Army. With their strength, they only dare to launch sneak attacks and dare not compete with the empire!"

"Cheer up and prepare for tomorrow's combat mission!"

All the Japanese officers stood up, full of fighting spirit.

"Hayi!"

According to Murata Shio's analysis, today's ambush was carried out by the well-equipped and well-trained Eighth Route Army, which was completely different from the poorly equipped Eighth Route Army in the past.

Therefore, we cannot adopt the method of encirclement and suppression first and then transportation. We can only concentrate all the remaining forces and do our best to protect the secret weapons.

But there was still a difficult problem facing Shio Murata, which was which road to choose for transportation.

After a moment's thought, Murata Shio poked his short, thick fingers towards Shentouling.

“It’s still this one!”

The Japanese officer's jaw dropped in shock. Could it be that his commander had lost his mind? Had he so quickly forgotten the recent defeat and the more than 300 imperial warriors who had died in the battle?

"Captain Murata, I don't think we should choose this route again, because the Eighth Route Army may ambush the transport team again!"

Murata Shio smiled proudly.

"There is an old Chinese saying, 'Don't use the same troops repeatedly!' It means you can't use the same troops repeatedly, otherwise the enemy will figure out the pattern and take the opportunity to annihilate you! Do you understand?"

"not understand."

Murata Shio was even more proud now. He didn't expect that his IQ was so much ahead of theirs. No wonder he was the captain.

"To put it simply, the Eighth Route Army has already ambushed us here once. They expect that we will strengthen our vigilance here, so they will not ambush us again! Therefore, this road and Shentouling are the safest!"

All the Japanese officers in the command center were impressed by Murata Shio's strategic thinking and couldn't help but applaud.

Murata Shio pressed his hands downward in the air and walked to the front of the battle map in a pretentious manner.

"Our focus of defense now should be Lizhuang in the south of Shentouling. There are usually traces of guerrillas there, and the hostile forces are very active!"

"Now I order that tomorrow morning, except for the Xiaotian Squadron that will advance ten miles to conduct firepower reconnaissance of Lizhuang, all other squadrons will guard the transport team to ensure the safe transportation of the secret weapons to Pingshun County!"

"Hayi!"

The Japanese soldiers in Licheng County started to get busy, loading poison gas bombs onto trucks, and then a large group of them prepared to set off. All of this was seen by the intelligence personnel stationed in Licheng by the headquarters.

Finally, when it was getting dark, a telegram delivered the key information to Wang Meng at the front line.

"Sure enough, this group of devils are not simple. They have learned to share the risks."

Zhang Xuan and Monk Wei also read the telegram over and over again.

"Fortunately we didn't retreat, otherwise we would have made a big mistake this time!"

"That's right, Chief of Staff, how are we going to fight this time?"

Wang Meng thought for a long time. In today's battle, they had lost nearly a hundred people, and now they were definitely at a disadvantage compared to the Japanese.

Moreover, the Japanese soldiers who suffered a loss today will definitely learn their lesson tomorrow and will be more careful and vigilant.

"Monk Wei, is there any of our organization nearby?"

Monk Wei thought for a while, then took out a military map and pointed to Lizhuang, south of Shentouling.

"This is Lizhuang, our fortress village. There are our guerrillas here, but there are not many of them, only about a hundred or so!"

"Okay, Monk Wei, go make contact with them first and ask them to cooperate. By the way, distribute the weapons and ammunition we seized in this battle to them as support for them."

Monk Wei led a squad of soldiers and quickly arrived at Lizhuang on a motorcycle and contacted the guerrilla leader Li Dazhuang.

Seeing his old acquaintance, Monk Wei, he hurried forward and saluted.

"Captain Wei, welcome, welcome. Why are you here? Come in and sit down!"

Wei Dayong was not polite either. After all, this guerrilla team was organized by him in the independent regiment, and the weapons, equipment and personnel training were all the responsibility of Wei Dayong's reconnaissance company at that time.

"Captain Li, let's make it short. Did you hear the noise from Shentouling just now? We defeated the enemy's transport team. But we still have a batch of supplies. We plan to fight again tomorrow and need your support."

When Li Dazhuang heard that there was a mission, he stood up quickly and became serious.

"Captain Wei, the guerrillas are ready to fight at any time."

"We are waiting for notification on the specific deployment. First organize the guerrillas, and then come to get the equipment!"

Li Dazhuang was overjoyed. He didn't expect that there would be equipment to be received?

Their guerrillas have the independent regiment and the independent column as their backs, and their weapons and equipment are among the best among the local armed forces.

However, because it was inconvenient to transport weapons and equipment behind enemy lines, the guerrillas that subsequently grew larger did not have enough weapons and equipment. They usually took turns using guns during training, and some soldiers usually used muskets and muskets.

Li Dazhuang rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Captain Wei, you have to at least give me a dozen spears, right?"

Wei Dayong grinned and called on the soldiers to move in the weapons and equipment that had just been seized from the motorcycles.

There were more than 200 Type 38 rifles. I didn't count the bullets, but there were probably about 10,000 rounds. There were also melon grenades and other miscellaneous things.

Li Dazhuang was stunned. His guerrilla team of more than 100 people could now continue to grow. With guns and ammunition, did they still lack passionate Chinese people?

"Captain Wei, thank you for your support! I will send the weapons and equipment immediately. Do you have any orders?"

"Captain Li, you must gather the guerrillas first. I will leave a squad of soldiers with communication equipment to assist you. If there is a mission, you can directly issue it!"

Li Dazhuang put his legs together and stood at attention.

"Yes!"

Wei Dayong left all the soldiers in Lizhuang to assist the guerrillas, and then rode a motorcycle back to the dense forest near Shentouling.

After a busy day, it was almost dark.

Wang Meng asked as he stuffed the compressed biscuits into his mouth.

"Monk Wei, how are the arrangements at Lizhuang?"

"Chief of Staff, there are about a hundred guerrilla fighters over there. Their military quality is definitely not as high as ours, but they are very familiar with the local terrain. With their participation, the battle may be easier!"

Wang Meng raised the kettle, took a sip of water, and filled his stomach.

He opened the military map again and thought over and over again, should Lizhuang be chosen as the ambush site?

"Monk, have all the people in Lizhuang been evacuated? If a fight breaks out, the poison gas bombs will be no joke."

"Chief of Staff, before I left, I told the guerrilla captain Li Dazhuang to move quickly. It shouldn't be a problem. I'll confirm it again later!"

"Okay, let's do it this way!"