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

Wang Meng's three rocket launchers directly paralyzed the command system of the Sakata Regiment. Apart from the machine gun checkpoints originally deployed on the blockade line, the Sakata Regiment could no longer organize any decent resistance.

Wang Meng led the special forces and the New 1st Regiment to charge from the front and directly broke through the encirclement.

"Captain, Captain, Captain Zhang Dabiao is trapped inside!"

Li Yunlong inserted the mirror box into his waistband, snatched a crooked-handled gun from the side, and held it in his arms.

"Brothers, the New 1st Regiment, follow me and fight back to rescue Battalion Commander Zhang! Brother Wang, your men will stay here to help me hold the fort!"

Wang Meng took off his Type 95 rifle and handed it to Captain Li.

"Captain Li, use this, it's light!"

Li Yunlong was not polite and rushed back with his gun pointed!

Wang Meng took his sniper to the high ground.

The sniper lay on the ground, placed the Type 10 anti-material sniper rifle on the ground, and Wang Meng became the observer.

"Capture the target, six o'clock! Free fire!"

The 12.7mm bullets flew towards the Japanese devils like hammers, and those that hit them were shattered into pieces and those that touched the edges were torn in half.

Zhang Dabiao, holding a rocket launcher, had run out of bullets and was ready to use his last grenade to die together with the Japanese.

But the Japanese devils in front of him were either turned into blood mist or minced meat.

Although I don’t know which god helped, I felt very happy when I saw the Japanese soldiers turned into minced meat.

"Hahaha, you little devils, come and die!"

Li Yunlong rushed back with his new regiment, but before he could fire a single shot, he saw minced meat all over the ground.

Some new recruits in the new regiment vomited after seeing it.

Li Yunlong looked at Wang Meng on the hillside, as if he were a devil, and secretly felt lucky.

"Fortunately this kid is one of us!"

Li Yunlong stuffed the gun into the signalman's arms and said, "Watch it carefully. If you lose it, I won't forgive you!"

Li Yunlong gave the rocket launcher in Zhang Dabiao's arms to the signalman to carry on his back and squatted in front of Zhang Dabiao.

"Get up, let's go! Don't act like a grown-up girl getting into a bridal sedan!"

Zhang Dabiao turned his face away and lay down.

Ten minutes later, the New 1st Regiment joined forces with the Special Forces and headed towards the small village that was their base in the mountain valley.

After entering the village, Li Yunlong split the team into small groups for rest, while the special operations team found a piece of open space to rest together.

"Brother Wang Meng, you guys take a rest first, I'll find you a place to stay later!"

Wang Meng saw that Li Yunlong had no intention of returning the gun at all, so he just let it go and just considered it a gift.

Wang Meng held a meeting of the three-person team.

Wang Meng took the tablet and clicked on the personnel situation. One hundred and eleven red dots were still flashing, indicating that no one was killed in this battle.

Fortunately, no one was killed, otherwise fully armed special forces were killed by Japanese soldiers during the War of Resistance Against Japan. If this were to be made public, wouldn’t other squadrons be laughing their heads off?

"Zhang Xuan, instructor, the situation is now almost clear. We will travel through time together, and there is currently no way to travel back."

Zhang Xuan didn't care. He was a bachelor with no wife or children, so he could be a drifter wherever he went.

"Captain, since we can't go back, let's fight the devils here and avenge Nanjing and the people of the country!"

Lin Shubing thinks a lot. He has to consider the situation of every soldier. For some soldiers, it is their first time to kill someone. Although there is nothing wrong at the moment, they still need to receive psychological counseling.

"I have no objection. I will do the ideological work for the soldiers. But I must remind you that we don't have much supplies, and the calibers are all different, so there is no way to replenish them!"

Wang Meng mysteriously took the handheld terminal from his arm and opened an application he had never seen before, "Crossover Points Exchange System."

When you click on it, a red instruction sheet comes into view.

The three of them studied the "points system" carefully.

The general meaning is that they are the selected elite troops of China, and they traveled to this era to see if they can flap the wings of a butterfly, change the future strategic landscape, and bring a peaceful living environment to the descendants of China.

Before the time travel, China had become one of the top three economies in the world, but it had been suppressed by the polar bear and Country M in military and diplomacy, and was strategically very passive.

The points system is based on the level of the enemy soldiers killed, the higher the rank, the higher the points. You can also get points for saving civilians.

Of course, new users are directly rewarded with 1000 points.

The total points of the special forces team are now [1420 points].

Colonel 100 points;

Lieutenant Colonel: 50 points;

Major 20 points;

Captain 10 points;

Lieutenant: 5 points;

Second Lieutenant: 2 points;

Soldier 1 point;

Killing or capturing puppet soldiers will earn 1 point;

Saving the people: 10 points per person;

Destroying enemy military facilities will be scored based on actual impact.

With points, you can exchange them for some supplies, including Zhongzheng rifle, Type 38 rifle, Mosin-Nagant rifle, Mauser rifle, Czech light machine gun, Type 99 rifle, etc., of course, ammunition, grenades, hand grenades, etc.

There were some other military supplies, such as clothing, shoes, hats and tents, but no food.

Currently, according to their points, they can only unlock some light weapons.

Once they reach 10,000 points, they can unlock artillery vehicles and more.

Wait until you kill the Japanese emperor, unlock the highest authority, and even send you the J-20.

Lin Shubing still found it a little unconvincing. How could he create so many good things for you out of thin air?

Zhang Xuan believed it to be true. After all, as a bachelor, he usually read novels besides training. He had read a lot of novels with spaces and systems.

"Captain, why don't you give it a try?"

"Row!"

Wang Meng opened the exchange system and looked at the exchange price:

1 point for rifles such as Type rifle, Mauser rifle, Mosin-Nagant rifle, etc.

Mirror-faced box pistols, Horse brand pistols, and other types of pistols: 2 points;

5 points for Czech-style, Type light machine guns, and other types of light machine guns;

Type 5 heavy machine gun, Maxim heavy machine gun, Browning heavy machine gun points;

All kinds of bullets are 1 rounds per minute;

Various types of hand grenades, 1 pieces for point;

1 kg for each type of explosives, oil, and cement;

One point for a set of active-duty soldier's military uniform and equipment (including helmet).

After much consideration, Wang Meng chose the Mauser rifle over the Type 38 rifle.

Because Wang Meng had long admired the reputation of the German-equipped division, and the performance of the Mauser rifle was better than the Type 38 rifle, he chose the Mauser.

"Okay, then we'll have 95 rounds of 7.92 rifle bullets, Mauser rifles, mirror boxes, rounds of caliber Mauser bullets, and rounds of Mauser pistol bullets."

"Ding, a total of 130 points were deducted, and the balance is 1290 points."

"Please select a delivery location."

Wang Meng expanded the map to its maximum size and chose their open space.

Lin Shubing hurriedly gathered the soldiers aside, and then a thick fog appeared in the center of the open space.

Half a minute later, the thick fog dissipated, and boxes of supplies appeared in front of him for no reason.

Lin Shubing also took the opportunity to hold an ideological mobilization meeting and spoke out the current situation without reservation.

"Brothers, this is the situation. Our current mission is to kill more devils and protect the people. Whether it is 1940 or the 21st century, the people on this land are all Chinese!"

The young men in front of us are all politically reliable and highly qualified soldiers, and their hatred for the Japanese is engraved in their bones.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Wang Meng nodded and said that if there was a chance in the future, he would definitely bring these young men back safely.

In the afternoon, Li Yunlong came personally and "coordinated" the original landlord's yard for Wang Meng and others to live in.

"Brother Wang Meng, you guys stay here first. The locals will bring you food later. Eat and drink your fill, then we can have a good rest and talk about things tomorrow!"