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

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Li Yunlong smiled awkwardly, took off the telescope hanging around his neck and handed it back.

"Oh, look at my brain. I was so busy that I forgot about it and just hung it around my neck. It must be a misunderstanding. You can ask around. I, Li Yunlong, am a well-known honest man. I would never steal something."

Wang Meng took the telescope and hung it around Li Yunlong's neck again.

"A sword is given to a hero. This telescope is my gift to Captain Li."

"Oh? Then what do you want? Old Li has nothing but this handsome face. He is so poor."

Li Yunlong thought that Wang Meng was planning to get some money or equipment, so he took the initiative and started crying poor.

"Captain Li, you misunderstood. I just wanted to give my brothers a chance to make merit. Our team should lead the charge!"

Li Yunlong kept waving his hands. There was only one chance to wipe out the Sakata Corps. It was unclear where these flashy teams came from, and whether they could be trusted was another matter. He also had no idea about their combat effectiveness.

If he fails to take it in one go and that old bastard Sakata learns of his intention, he will surely run away faster than a rabbit.

"No, no, we are guests from afar. You should take a rest first. We will charge. You can lend me these four rocket launchers."

Wang Meng noticed Li Yunlong's wariness, but it was completely understandable. If he hadn't watched the TV series dozens of times, he wouldn't have trusted Li Yunlong so soon after arriving.

"How about this, let's charge together. Whoever can advance 500 meters first and chop off Sakata's head will win. It all depends on your ability."

Li Yunlong became interested. No one within hundreds of miles could compete with him in killing the Japanese.

"Okay! If you kill Sakata, we'll become sworn brothers, and you'll be Lao Li's half-brother!"

"Special forces, bayonets!"

The short dagger was inserted into the Type 95 rifle and was much shorter than the bayonet of the New st Regiment.

As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger.

Zhang Dabiao looked at it and shook his head, then shook the big knife in his hand.

"Such a short knife, did you take it from your wife's embroidery basket?"

Zhang Xuan was not used to Zhang Dabiao's mouth, so he directly took a fighting stance.

"What the hell did you say? Say it again?"

Li Yunlong and Wang Meng shouted at the same time, "Shut up!"

Zhang Dabiao and Zhang Xuancai stopped and everyone returned to their respective teams.

Although some veterans in the special forces team had participated in border battles, Wang Meng was still worried and pressed the throat-vibrator intercom again.

"Brothers, there are many veterans in our team who have participated in actual combat, but some have never seen blood. Look after each other, and those who can shoot will never fight with bayonets!"

Li Yunlong fired a shot into the air, and the soldiers of the New 1st Regiment and the Special Forces rushed down the hill.

Sakata, who advocates the spirit of "Bushido", grinned.

"Yoshi, are the Eighth Route Army crazy? They dare to break through head-on? Warriors of the Empire, charge forward and let them know the power of our Bushido!"

Earth-gray, desert camouflage, and shit-yellow torrents collided with each other.

The first battalion led by Zhang Dabiao were indeed good at using machetes and swords. Chopping off the heads of the Japanese soldiers was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

The Japanese were not ambiguous either. The combination of their bayonet and Type 38 rifle was a total of 1.8 meters long, much longer than the blade of Zhang Dabiao's rifle. In addition, they were well-trained and formed a three-man formation, covering each other, and the fight was fierce for a while.

On the contrary, the special forces members are all young people who have received new-style education. You have the spirit of Bushido, right? Okay, come and taste the bullets.

The Type 95 automatic rifles fired "da da da" sounds, and the Japanese devils were killed before they could even form their battle formation.

Some Japanese soldiers reacted quickly, but for some bullshit Bushido spirit, they had just used up all their bullets, and now they had no time to reload.

There was a 1.5-meter-tall Japanese soldier who had just seen Wang Meng shoot down a compatriot with one shot, so he bravely rushed forward.

"Yoshi, are you out of bullets?"

He rushed forward with bayonet in hand, but before he could move, a bullet pierced his chest.

"Baga, is it a burst?"

Li Yunlong saw all of this. He didn't expect that there was such a short "automatic machine gun" with more powerful firepower than the mirror-shaped box machine gun, and lighter than the Type 99 and Czech-style machine guns. What a good thing. He will go back and see if he can get a few of them.

The Japs left behind hundreds of corpses and were driven back by machete blades and Type 95 rifles.

Sakata held a telescope and looked at the fleeing samurai, feeling puzzled.

"Baga, could it be that the Eighth Route Army is equipped with some new weapons?"

The lieutenant colonel next to him shook his head.

"The Eighth Route Army can't even produce bullets, so it's impossible for them to produce new weapons!"

"Baga, these soldiers are afraid of death! Catch a deserter for me!"

A Japanese devil with a terrified face was brought in front of Sakata, trembling.

Obviously, the big knife blades and the "da da da" sound of the Type 95 rifles of the New st Regiment made him feel fear deep in his soul.

A nation that is not afraid of death or war is very scary. A nation that is equipped with advanced weapons and is not afraid of death or war is even scarier.

Obviously, the group of "Tubalu" in front of them was the one that frightened them.

"Impossible! The Eighth Route Army cannot possibly have such weapons. You must be making excuses for your cowardice!"

Just as Sakata was furious, four black rocket launchers in the distance were aimed at his command center.

Li Yunlong looked at the small rocket launcher and wondered in his heart, how could this little thing really destroy the command post two hundred meters away?

"Brother, can you tell me the truth? Can this thing blow the bastard Sakata's ass off?"

"Captain Li, don't worry, if I can't kill them, I will lead my men up there myself!"

With three crisp "bangs", three rockets with flaming tails shot towards Sakata's command post.

In the blink of an eye, Sakata's command post turned into a blazing fire.

Until his death, Sakata never understood what kind of new weapon sent him to death.

Li Yunlong's mouth opened into an "o" shape in surprise and he paused for a long time.

"Good boy, three shots did it like this?"

Li Yunlong moved his glasses to the spare rocket launcher and laughed.

"Brother, do you want me to keep this for you? This thing looks very heavy. Zhang Dabiao, why don't you go over and help!"

Wang Meng naturally knew what Li Yunlong was planning. Forget it, it’s just a rocket launcher. It’s all for fighting the Japanese anyway.

"Then may I trouble you, Captain Li?"

Li Yunlong held the rocket launcher in his arms and touched it again and again as if he was holding his young wife, and finally handed it to Zhang Dabiao.

"Zhang Dabiao, you better watch out for me! If anything goes wrong, I'll shoot you!"

After saying that, Li Yunlong and Wang Meng led their team to the "ruins" of the Sakata Command Headquarters.

My goodness, the command center was blown to pieces and only a few shoulder straps could be vaguely seen.

"Report to the regiment commander, a colonel, two lieutenant colonels, and a major, it seems to be Sakata's headquarters!"

"Hahaha, put away the command knife, go back to Kong Jie to report it, and break out!"

Just as Wang Meng was preparing to break out, a message appeared on the handheld tactical terminal.

"The system detected the killing of one colonel, two lieutenant colonels, two majors, and two hundred soldiers. 420 points were added."

Wang Meng took a deep breath and quickly clicked on it. He saw that the primary arsenal had been unlocked, with Type 38 rifles, Mauser rifles, bullets, and grenades!

"Haha, with this thing, are you afraid that you can't defeat the Japanese?"

"Brother, what's the good news? Tell me."

Li Yunlong came over with a frivolous look on his face.

The Wang Meng in front of us is a very popular guy with all the good stuff on him. We must pull him over!

Wang Meng quickly covered the terminal.

"Break through, Captain Li!"