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

The smile on Yoshino's face didn't last for a minute before the vanguard troops passed through the "fake booby trap area".

A sergeant holding a "sanitary pad" banner suddenly found that he seemed to have tripped over a string. Before he could look down, he saw a wisp of green smoke coming out from the other end of the string.

"boom!"

Hundreds of chain booby traps exploded on the dozens-meter-long road, blowing the Japanese soldiers and horses to the ground.

The neatly-organized team looked like a corn cob that had been bitten a dozen times, with pieces missing here and there.

Yoshino jumped out of the car, leaned on the wheel and observed the surrounding terrain. According to his understanding, the Eighth Route Army would definitely choose Jiulong Mountain on one side as their position, rather than the plain on the other side.

Yoshino drew out his command knife and pointed it at Jiulong Mountain.

"Organize a counterattack! Organize a counterattack!"

The well-trained Japanese soldiers immediately jumped off the truck, knelt on one knee on the side of the road and began searching for targets towards Jiulong Mountain.

The Japanese mortar soldiers also set up their guns and fired a test shot.

The Japanese soldiers were all facing Jiulong Mountain and had no idea that there were six Broadsword mines behind them.

Monk Wei on the Jiulongshan position quietly revealed half of his head, looked at the Japanese soldiers who were as chaotic as ants on the hillside below, and grinned evilly.

Now that everything is almost ready, shall we start?

Monk Wei pressed the walkie-talkie.

"Detonate!"

Six Broadsword mines sprayed out more than four thousand steel balls, covering a team more than two hundred meters long.

Those Japanese soldiers whose butts were facing the Broadsword mines were riddled with steel balls.

The reconnaissance company killed more than 200 Japanese soldiers without firing a single shot.

"Hey, one Japanese head for ten kilograms, that means at least two thousand kilograms now! Brothers, come on! Fight!"

Monk Wei showed his head and opened fire at the Japs with both light and heavy weapons.

Hitting the ground high is easy, just like playing whack-a-mole.

The sniper rifles took turns targeting the Japanese mortars and grenade launchers, and the light machine guns fired bursts and bursts at the Japanese crowd.

The Japanese never thought that the Eighth Route Army had such strong firepower. One hundred automatic weapons directly formed a barrage of bullets, like an iron broom, sweeping the Japanese.

The Japanese reacted and began to fight back using the rocks and ditches on the roadside. The Japanese 92 infantry guns also completed their calibration and began shelling.

The reconnaissance company began to suffer casualties.

"withdraw!"

At Wei Heshang's order, he quietly withdrew from the position with the bodies of six soldiers, mounted his motorcycle, and retreated towards the Huan River position.

However, the Japanese soldiers at the foot of Jiulong Mountain were completely unaware of this and continued to shoot and fire at the mountain.

Ten minutes later, Yoshino, sensing something was wrong, shouted.

"Stop attacking!"

The Yoshino Battalion stopped shooting and the entire Jiulong Mountain fell silent. Were we fooled again?

A squad of Japanese soldiers searched forward and climbed the mountain tremblingly, but found that there was no one there. The Eighth Route Army had already withdrawn.

"Baga! Clean up the battlefield and count the casualties!"

The bodies of the Japanese were lifted onto trucks one by one, filling up five large trucks.

"Report to Captain Yoshino, 312 warriors killed and 216 warriors injured!"

"idiot!"

Yoshino's face flushed red as he vented his anger at an innocent little tree on the side of the road.

"Immediately report to Colonel Panshan that our troops have been attacked by unknown armed forces and suffered heavy losses. We will continue to advance towards Linzhou and request support!"

After sending the telegram, Yoshino led the remaining 1,000 Japanese soldiers and continued to advance towards Linzhou.

But this time they learned their lesson. They let a car lead the way, and a squad of Japanese soldiers followed behind the car, wading through the grass and clearing the mines with human bodies.

Monk Wei brought the reconnaissance company back to the Huanhe position and happily extended his hand to Li Yunlong.

"Captain, the reconnaissance company has completed the appetizer mission. We should have killed three to five hundred enemies! Where can I get the instant noodles?"

"Hahaha, what about your casualties? You are such a loser, all you know is eating instant noodles!"

"We lost six soldiers in battle, so the casualty ratio should be one to fifty!"

"Beautiful! Get ready for a tough battle. The Japanese have suffered a loss. I guess they won't be fooled so easily again!"

"Yes!"

Monk Wei led the reconnaissance company to guard around the regiment headquarters, ready to complete special tasks at any time.

When the Yoshino Battalion reached the right side of the Huan River, they discovered the position of the Independent Regiment, so they slowed down and began to deploy their troops.

A three or four meter wide stone bridge over the Huan River became the only passage for the Yoshino Battalion to Linzhou.

Yoshino took out a telescope and hid in a private house to observe the stone bridge over the Huan River one kilometer away.

"Baga, the Eighth Route Army's firepower has firmly blocked the stone bridge! Order the Type 92 Infantry Cannon to attack the Eighth Route Army's position in front of the stone bridge!"

"Yes!"

The two Type 92 infantry guns began to calibrate their firing, but just as the shells landed at the front of the position, they were discovered by artillery scouts, who reported the location to the artillery command via walkie-talkie.

"D1, right 200, one round of calibration fire!"

The artillery scout continued to make corrections while looking at the impact point.

"Right 250, three rapid shots!"

Three high-explosive bombs accurately landed on the enemy's artillery position, and the two Type 92 infantry guns were smashed into scrap metal.

When Yoshino heard the roar of ammunition exploding from the Type 92 infantry artillery position, he realized that the group of Eighth Route Army soldiers in front of him were different from the previous "Tubalu".

Yoshino sweatdropped.

A bad premonition surrounded him again.

"Everyone retreat, retreat out of the range of the enemy's artillery!"

To strike back at the enemy when it is down, the artillery scouts lurking on the other side of the river kept reporting the enemy's retreat route to the artillery command. Twenty-four howitzers kept firing, madly harvesting the heads of the Japanese.

Feng Shui turns.

In the past, the Chinese army was hit so hard by the Japanese artillery that they could not even raise their heads. One artillery shell could kill an entire squad or platoon of soldiers.

Now, it is the Japanese' turn to flee in fear!

The Yoshino Battalion retreated ten miles away, leaving behind more than 300 corpses and all their baggage.

"Immediately report to Colonel Katayama and General Yoshio Shinozuka that our Yoshino Battalion has encountered a mysterious Chinese army. They are very powerful and have large-caliber heavy artillery! Request support from the tank wing and aviation unit!"

Yoshio Shinozuka slammed the telegram on the table.

"Damn it! Two reinforced battalions can't even take Linzhou County! Especially the Yoshino Battalion, which lost half of its troops before even seeing the enemy!"

"General Shinozuka, according to Yoshino's telegram, the enemy seems to be equipped with the latest weapons. Could it be the same enemy that ambushed Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko?"

Yoshio Shinozuka fell into deep thought. Although the operations against the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and the Central Army had achieved certain results during this period, it seemed that no clues were found.

Even Boss Dai’s cronies “coordinated” with the intelligence agencies of the North China Front Army through the underground intelligence network. It seemed that Boss Dai didn’t know why he was being targeted.

"Baga, has Boss Dai become a scapegoat?"