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

Yoshio Shinozuka walked to the front of the map and focused his attention on Linzhou County.

"Order the Katayama Regiment in Handan to support the Yoshino Battalion and attack the Huan River to see if Yoshino is lying! Send someone to investigate the enemy's situation immediately!"

The Katayama Regiment, which was resting in Handan, received an order that 3600 Japanese troops had assembled and were to march towards the Huan River immediately.

Li Yunlong saw the fleeing Japanese through the telescope and couldn't help but cheer.

"Hahaha, damn Wang Chengzhu did a great job. Pass the word, after the battle is over, I'll reward him with a pound of sweet potato stew!"

As soon as he put down the telescope, Li Yunlong saw Zhang Dabiao's dark face, which was uglier than his dead father.

"Zhang Dabiao, who are you giving a cold shoulder to?"

"Captain, can you please not use artillery fire next time and let the Japanese in? Our battalion has been lying here for a whole day and still hasn't opened its doors!"

Zhang Dabiao originally thought that he had grabbed a lucrative job. He could take advantage of the war to get some weapons and equipment, develop some local armed forces, and exchange the heads of the Japanese for some instant noodles.

Monk Wei just killed at least three hundred Japanese devils, which can be exchanged for at least three thousand kilograms of supplies. Each person can get more than ten kilograms, and if they eat sparingly, it can last for several months.

Wang Chengzhu was not bad either. It was estimated that he also killed several hundred people, which meant several thousand kilograms. Although there were more people in the artillery battalion, each person could still get several kilograms.

And Zhang Dabiao was digging holes and filling them with soil, but he didn't even catch a hair of the Japanese. Is it okay to be angry?

"Zhang Dabiao, you have to fight the battle. If Yoshino suffers, they will definitely send wild boars and wild dogs over! Have a good rest, and don't have diarrhea when I call you to come!"

As soon as Li Yunlong finished speaking, the messenger brought an urgent telegram from headquarters.

Li Yunlong frowned as he looked at the telegram and sneered.

"It seems that the Japanese are determined to get through us. An entire regiment has arrived!"

Zhang Dabiao was overjoyed when he heard this. It seemed that they would have a battle to fight now.

"Captain, just watch and make sure we don't let the Japanese cross the Huan River!"

After Zhang Dabiao expressed his opinion, he trotted down excitedly to put a tight ring on his company commanders.

Li Yunlong informed Zhao Gang of the situation and asked Wang Meng and Wang Chengzhu to attend a meeting at the Huanhe position command post.

"Mengzi, Zhuzi, Zhang Dabiao, just now Political Commissar Zhao asked our Lao Li if he wanted to transfer the Second Battalion to the reserve position of the Third Battalion, but I refused. It's just a regiment of Japanese devils, can't we take them?"

The reason why Li Yunlong rejected Zhao Gang's request was not because he was arrogant, but because he trusted the First Battalion and the Artillery Battalion.

There is another most important reason. The Japanese troops will definitely concentrate their firepower to break through the Huanhe Stone Bridge to facilitate the passage of their subsequent mechanized troops, so all they need to do is block the stone bridge.

If the Second Battalion was transferred up, the three or four thousand people in the two battalions would not be able to deploy their forces on the Huanhe River position and would not be able to take advantage of their firepower. Instead, they would be bombed in vain, which would not be worth the loss.

Wang Meng agreed with Li Yunlong's decision, and Zhang Dabiao and Wang Chengzhu naturally had no objection.

"Captain, this time our total force is slightly less than that of the Japanese regiment, so we still need to be prudent."

"Well, what do you think?"

Wang Meng put forward his thoughts:

First, they fully utilized the range advantage of their howitzer battalion and sent out forward artillery scouts to launch artillery attacks as soon as the Katayama Regiment entered the range.

The second is to place a large number of booby traps opposite the Huan River, and wait for the Japanese to advance to the right side of the Huan River, and then kill their manpower.

Third, the scouts ahead had sent news that the Yoshino Battalion had not retreated yet and was waiting for an opportunity to strike ten miles away. It would be better to have the first battalion organize a elite force and launch a counterattack before they could gain a foothold.

Naturally, everyone had no objection to this plan that would allow everyone to eat meat, especially Zhang Dabiao who had already been agitated.

"Captain, let's organize a submachine gun suicide squad and a machine gun suicide squad in our first battalion. Let's go and charge!"

"Okay, let's quit while we're ahead! Zhuzi, if your howitzers cause the Japanese to suffer, they will definitely retaliate, be careful of the Japanese planes!"

After receiving their orders, they went their separate ways to prepare.

Zhang Dabiao concentrated more than a hundred submachine guns and more than twenty light machine guns and quickly moved towards the Japanese.

At this moment, Yoshino's battalion was resting in Pulin Village, ten miles away. Yoshino was heartbroken to see that the reinforced battalion of 1500 people now had only more than 700 people left.

If he had not blindly advanced and fallen into the trap of the Eighth Route Army, he would not have lost half of his troops before even seeing them.

Now Yoshino only had one chance to make amends, which was to take the remaining 700 Japanese soldiers to join the Lianshan Regiment and capture Linzhou County. Otherwise, he would have to commit disembowelment.

Just when Yoshino was regretting his actions, Zhang Dabiao had already figured out all the Japanese's visible and hidden sentries, and a suicide squad of 140 people were crouching and moving slowly to within 30 meters of the Japanese.

A battle line more than 100 meters long was formed, almost right in the face of the Japanese.

"Listen to my orders, delay the grenade launch for three seconds!"

All the soldiers took out two big grenades, held them in their right hands and pulled the strings with their left hands. At the command, the soldiers pulled the strings and counted to three seconds silently.

More than a hundred grenades were thrown at the Yoshino Battalion.

The second round followed, also with more than a hundred pills.

The Japanese soldiers were beaten to a pulp. They were tired and had low morale. After the beating, some of them turned around and fled towards Anyang.

Zhang Dabiao took the opportunity to jump out with the suicide squad, and more than one hundred submachine guns and twenty light machine guns opened fire at the same time.

The MP40 submachine gun empties its 32-round magazine in one minute.

The MG34 general-purpose machine gun can fire through a belt of bullets in one minute.

In the first wave of attack, about one or two hundred Japanese soldiers were killed.

Faced with the horrific rain of bullets, the Japanese soldiers' psychological defenses completely collapsed. When they looked at their superior, Lieutenant Colonel Yoshino, they saw that he had died after seeing several metal bullets on his body. So, they all fled!

Zhang Dabiao led the suicide squad to change magazines five times, and only gave up when they could no longer see the Japanese.

Zhang Dabiao set out the guard, cleaned up the battlefield a bit, and slipped back to the Huanhe position before the Japanese reinforcements arrived.

"Reporting to the regiment commander, the first battalion's suicide squad has killed 352 enemies and suffered 31 casualties."

"Good! Not bad, the casualty ratio is close to ten to one. I'll make dumplings for everyone tonight!"

"Captain, these dumplings are not as good as instant noodles!"

Li Yunlong kept his word. As night fell, he turned all the pork sent by Chu Yunfei into dumplings. The people at the Huanhe River position and even the artillery scouts who went forward had the steaming hot dumplings to eat.

Li Yunlong felt even more anxious as he watched the soldiers eating happily.

The Japanese have always been getting more and more aggressive. This time, an entire battalion of them was basically wiped out. Tomorrow is destined to be another life-and-death battle.

"Captain, the kitchen staff brought over a few jars of vinegar. I'll distribute them to the soldiers!"

"That's right, you have to dip dumplings in vinegar and kill the devils quickly!"

Li Yunlong was eating dumplings with relish when Katayama just arrived in Anyang County.