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

Kenjiro Sekiya arranged the day's guard duties, then lay on the wooden bed, staring blankly at the ceiling and listening with disgust to the sounds of the puppet soldiers drinking and playing finger-guessing games.

"Baga, these Chinese people only know how to drink and have fun, no wonder they lost their country!"

Kenjiro Sekiya was different from other fanatical Japanese devils. He quit his job as an elementary school teacher and joined the Japanese army in order to make a living and take care of his seriously ill mother at home.

Because he was well educated and very serious during training, he became the squadron leader. But after arriving in China and seeing the miserable Chinese people, he realized that the war he participated in was a naked invasion.

Kenjiro Sekiya fell into endless self-blame and regret, so he insisted on staying in the so-called rear and served as the commander of the Shotai Railway garrison squadron.

Kenjiro Sekiya buried his head in the quilt, thinking about his Keiko, and his consciousness gradually returned to his hometown of autumn wind and falling leaves.

Also looking at the bright moonlight, Wang Meng and the soldiers of the first company of the reconnaissance battalion crawled forward and reached a distance of 100 meters in front of the sentry post.

"Captain Wang Xikui, have the soldiers set up the mortars. When the commander starts fighting, we can open fire on both sides."

Wang Xikui, who has grown into a battalion commander, still likes to hold a sniper rifle, look through the scope, and see the brightly lit Japanese army camp.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

Because the reconnaissance battalion often carries out missions behind enemy lines, it is equipped with 50mm platoon-level mortars, but fortunately there are enough of them, a total of eight.

Just after the arrangements were completed, the voice of a sentry from the direction of Shijiazhuang came from the walkie-talkie.

"Report, the enemy's military column has passed, with one armored vehicle in front and one in the back, and is expected to arrive in 10 minutes."

Li Yunlong pressed the walkie-talkie.

"I order all units to prepare for battle. The anti-tank guns will attack the Japanese armored vehicles first, and then the infantry will attack. Mengzi, you will attack at the same time!"

"Roger that!"

Ten minutes later, the Japanese armored vehicle, looking like a dung beetle in the moonlight, advanced into the ambush range of the reconnaissance battalion.

"Everyone, pay attention. Use the flare as the attack signal!"

Two armored vehicles, one in front and one behind, sandwiched a military train with seven or eight carriages and drove completely into the ambush area.

"call out!"

A red flare flew into the sky, drawing a long line in the gray night sky.

The 37mm anti-tank gun accurately hit the two armored vehicles in front and behind, causing the "dung beetle" to quickly turn into fireworks in the sky.

The military train was caught off guard and braked quickly, finally stopping steadily about ten meters away from the armored vehicle.

The sentry beside the railway was still enjoying the night view, but was suddenly brought back to reality by the sound of an explosion. Before he could even bend down, he was hit one by one by sniper bullets.

Soldiers from the second and third companies rushed forward, ready to take down the military train in one fell swoop.

A Japanese soldier crawled on the ground beside the railway, quickly climbed to the telephone at the outpost, and dialed the number of the Guangu Squadron. But as soon as he answered the call, he heard a "boom" explosion in the receiver.

"idiot!"

The Japanese soldier looked at the bloody hole in his chest and tilted his head to the side unwillingly.

Things were also going smoothly for the first company. Eight mortars indiscriminately attacked the Japanese sentry posts, barracks, and training ground headquarters, and a large number of the defenseless Japanese puppet troops were knocked down.

As the saying goes, like generals lead like soldiers, and Kenjiro Mitsutani's subordinates are all "unambitious" devils.

The Japanese and puppet troops, who had no fighting spirit, were blown away and fled in panic. Some sporadic resistance was quickly nipped in the bud by the 95 rifles.

When fighting behind enemy lines, try not to take prisoners if possible. After a battle, only a few of the seven or eight hundred Japanese devils and puppet troops were left.

A quick victory, the battle was over in half an hour.

Wang Meng ordered the battlefield to be cleaned up quickly, and all the guns and ammunition were loaded onto motorcycles and taken back, and all that could not be taken away were blown up.

Just as they were about to leave, Wang Xikui came over with Kenjiro Sekiya.

"Captain Wang, we captured a prisoner. We were planning to clean him up, but he looks like an officer, so we brought him here."

Wang Meng looked at the gentle young man in front of him, who lowered his head and remained silent. He did not look like a cruel demon.

"Tie him up, gag him, and take him back!"

When Wang Meng returned to the Gaojiaopo position, all the trucks hidden in the dense forest outside Gaojiaopo Village drove to the side of the military train, and boxes of weapons and equipment were moved directly onto the trucks.

"Mengzi, we have almost finished installing everything here, it's time for us to retreat!"

"Captain, we've captured a prisoner who looks like an officer."

"Prisoners? Take them back first, let's retreat!"

Li Yunlong led twenty trucks and retreated first, taking the supplies and the large troops with him.

Wang Meng took ten motorcycles to deal with the aftermath, using all the captured grenades to lay a large number of booby traps around the military train. Then, he blew up the railway again.

Finally, he sat on the motorcycle with satisfaction and retreated towards the Luliang Mountains.

After receiving the report, the Japanese in the Taiyuan direction immediately sent a battalion along the railway. However, when they were still ten miles away from Gaojiapo where flames were rising into the sky, they discovered that the tracks had been blown open and could only sigh in despair.

Early in the morning of the next day, Yoshio Shinozuka arrived at the Gaojiaopo position and the Guangu Squadron barracks, saw the familiar 5.8mm bullet, and slammed his bayonet hard on the ground.

This ambush robbed their two battalions of weapons and ammunition supplies, and most importantly, countless cans of food and sake!

"Baga! A bunch of bandits! Call General Gangcun immediately and ask him to launch a large-scale encirclement and suppression operation to pull the cunning Tubalu out of the mountains!"

Li Yunlong returned to Shipo Township singing, and only then did he have time to check the results of the battle.

More than 1,400 Type 38 rifles, 20 Type 92 heavy machine guns, 46 Type 99 light machine guns, more than 40,000 rounds of bullets, and more than 2,000 grenades were seized.

"Hahaha, we're going to make a fortune! We were just worried about not having enough weapons and equipment to develop our local armed forces. Now we have to turn the three townships into our fortress townships!"

Wang Meng's motorcycle also arrived at Shipo Township shortly afterwards.

"Commander, where are Monk Wei and the others?"

"The trucks are loaded with weapons and equipment. I'll have them walk back and send the captured prisoner to the enemy work department to see if he can be converted!"

"Commander, these twenty trucks of equipment should weigh ten tons, right?"

"More than enough!"

Wang Meng found a place, turned on the handheld tactical terminal, and indeed saw the message that the mission was completed.

[Congratulations on completing the task of seizing more than 10 tons of various materials and unlocking the G34 semi-automatic rifle, 1 point each. ]

Just when Wang Meng of Gao was preparing to consider whether to carry out a large-scale equipment replacement or a pilot replacement first, the headquarters sent a telegram about Wang Meng.