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

"Onboard!"

The sudden shouting of the Japanese made the soldiers feel nervous, and before they could search for the target, a loud explosion was heard from the bottom of the Tiger tank.

The Tiger tank caught fire, and the surrounding soldiers were killed by the shock wave of the ammunition explosion.

Gradually, bursts of explosions were heard in the north city.

Some Japanese soldiers happened to be hiding in the path that the tanks had to pass, and were not killed by the shock, so the attack would be successful.

Some Japanese soldiers rushed over with mines or anti-tank grenades, but were killed halfway.

Shen Quan faced the same dilemma again, but he was not in a hurry now.

"Order the 107th Armored Division and the 108th Armored Division to withdraw from Zhangbei County, bypass it, and then surround Zhangbei!

"Damn little devil, don't you like hiding in caves? Then hide slowly, I want to see how long you can hide!"

The reason why Shen Quan issued this order was because their strategic goal was not Zhangjiakou, so they did not need to advance quickly, they just needed to tie down the Japanese again.

The biggest targets of this campaign were Chahar and Rehe.

Moreover, even if we want to completely take down Zhangbei in the end, we can always ask Chief of Staff Wang for his secret weapon!

The Japanese soldier Liu Yong received the news of the destruction of four tanks through the radio station lurking in Zhangbei County, and he was so excited that he showed his teeth and claws.

Four tanks showed that his tactics were effective. As long as he persisted, he would definitely deal a huge blow to the independent column.

"Let the warriors of the empire hold on! When the day comes when we defeat the independent column, they will all be able to enter the shrine!"

However, what made Liu Yong even happier was yet to come. The armored forces of the independent column began to withdraw from Zhangbei.

"Yoshi, keep a close watch!"

What Liu Yong didn't expect was that the independent column actually set up a huge encirclement outside Zhangbei, surrounding Zhangbei tightly, and showed no signs of breaking through to Zhangjiakou.

This means that the two independent infantry battalions in Zhangbei County and the two independent infantry battalions on the road to Zhangjiakou are no longer of any use.

"Baga! Cunning Chinese, are you trying to force us to attack?"

"Sir, how should we deal with this? Should we continue to lie in wait?"

"There is no other way. Let the warriors come out to get some fresh air at night! We can make plans after we figure out a countermeasure!"

The moon is dark and the wind kills the night.

At night, when the mole-like sisters-in-law began to crawl out from the ground to relax their muscles or come out to find some food and water, they didn't know that there were already many eyes staring at them in the dark.

"Captain, do you want to do it?"

"Three people in a group, never use a gun if you can solve the problem with a knife! Also, if you find the entrance to the Japanese's cave, mark it on the map, gather here at 5 a.m., and evacuate Zhangbei!"

In the faint moonlight, it was seen that the man was Duan Peng, the captain of the Liangshan Special Forces!

It turns out that Wang Meng’s other secret weapon is the Liangshan Special Forces.

Isn't street fighting a test of individual soldier quality? Then let the damn Japanese see the combat effectiveness of the most elite Liangshan Special Forces!

Duan Peng led the team personally, and the Liangshan Special Forces Team of 108 people, the Second Team and the Third Team of people each entered Zhangbei County.

The goal of the Liangshan Special Forces is to kill the Japanese quietly and preferably find their battalion headquarters and knock out the command center.

Make them feel scared and eventually do irrational things, such as running away or rushing out to fight.

More than 300 carefully selected and strictly trained soldiers, holding Type 95 automatic rifles equipped with silencers, shuttled back and forth in the dark night like ghosts.

In the very center of Zhangbei County, the underground bunker of the headquarters of the 67st Independent Battalion of the th Brigade slowly opened, and a Japanese second lieutenant poked his head out. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

"Yoshi, after being stuck inside for a whole day, I really miss the air outside!"

"Lieutenant Ishii, let's go find something to eat. We've been in this damn underground for three days, and the damn rice balls have already gone bad!"

Lieutenant Ishii felt like vomiting when he thought of the rotten rice balls. Although they had some canned beef mixed with cow blood, they did not dare to open the precious cans until the last moment.

"Let's go!"

Lieutenant Ishii crawled out of the tunnel, looked back at the 40-square-meter underground shelter, and shook his head.

"Those guys in the engineering corps really cut corners. They made us, a corps of 30 people, squeeze into an area of ​​60 to 70 square meters! Damn it!"

The battalion headquarters of the 67th Brigade's st Independent Infantry Battalion had a full men, crowding the underground bunker to its limit. When they wanted to relieve themselves, they could only quietly crawl out of the bunker and do it outside, and they could only do it during the intervals between the independent column's artillery and bombing.

Lieutenant Ishii wanted to complain a little, but when he thought about the outcome of all those people in the underground bunkers being killed by direct fire from large-caliber shells, he shut his mouth.

Originally, according to the commander of the 67th Brigade, Liu Yong, they would have a decisive battle with the Independent Column tonight, but unexpectedly, the Independent Column withdrew from Zhangbei and prepared to fight a protracted war with them.

Therefore, they were forced to jump out of the tunnels and look for food.

Behind Lieutenant Ishii was a Japanese sergeant. Taking advantage of the cover of darkness, the two entered a dilapidated house nearby.

It must be said that they were really lucky. They thought that the people had already evacuated and there might not be a single person alive in the city, but they unexpectedly found an old man cooking rice in an iron pot.

Lieutenant Ishii came closer with a chuckle, swallowed his saliva, and stared at the old man with eyes full of fear.

"Chinese, this pot of rice has been requisitioned by the Imperial Army, you need to prepare it quickly!"

"Madam, this is not possible. There is only this pot of rice left in the house. I am planning to eat my fill and then hang myself. There is no point in living in this world!"

Lieutenant Ishii doesn't care about the life or death of an old Chinese man like you.

"Baga! It's your honor that the Imperial Army requisitions your rice, so get out of here! After you eat the rice, the Imperial Army will avenge you, so you can go on your way with peace of mind!"

Lieutenant Ishii gave a look and the sergeant behind him followed and kicked the old man, then opened the lid of the pot, and a strong aroma wafted to the face.

The sergeant didn't care that the iron pot was hot. When he saw that the rice was cooked, he ran away with the pot.

Lieutenant Ishii pulled out the pistol from his waist, ready to kill the old man, but then he thought that if the gunshot attracted the independent column's artillery, it would be more trouble than gain.

"Go away, I'll spare your life today!"

Lieutenant Ishii put his pistol in his pocket and ran towards the underground bunker, following the strong smell of rice.

The cowardice on the old man's face turned into fierceness. He pulled his hand off the pistol on his waist and quickly ran to the dark place nearby...