Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

More importantly, Wang Ye felt a sense of relief in his body. He and his sister Wang Su both inherited their mother's natural strength and had been strong since childhood.

However, after the system's elite skills were strengthened, he felt that his body had also been strengthened. Although he is only eight years old now, his physical strength can fully support high-intensity combat.

Half an hour later, Wang Ye came to the village with the children. "Wait a minute!" Wang Ye shouted to stop the advancing team.

"Brother, is there something wrong?" Wang Su was puzzled. At this moment, time was life and the blocking position could be broken through by the Japanese at any time.

"I have prepared some things. Come with me to get them!" Wang Ye led his men to the granary next to the threshing ground. He opened it and said,

"I've prepared some guns and bullets. Each of you will have a gun and 100 rounds of bullets!"

Everyone walked in with puzzled expressions, and sure enough, there was a large box there. Wang Ye opened the box and asked everyone to distribute the guns and bullets.

Wang Su held the guns without any doubt about their origins. She fiddled with the 98k rifle in her hand and loaded the bullets with ease. "Brother, this gun is good. I think it suits me very well!"

The others happily loaded the bullets and said that the gun was great.

The German 98k gun weighs 3.7 kg and uses 7.92*57 mm Mauser bullets with an effective range of 500 meters. Of course, it does not mean that it will not be lethal if it exceeds 500 meters, but most people cannot shoot that far.

The gun Wang Ye bought came with a metal sight. He thought the system was really powerful. "Now that we have the gun, it's time for our children's group to show their skills. Let's move towards the blocking position immediately!"

"Yes!"

The 10 people ran for another half an hour and finally arrived at a position 500 meters away from the blocking position. The battle was very fierce and rumbling explosions could be heard here.

Wang Ye felt a little uneasy. The blocking position of Dawangzhuang was set up to protect the flank position of Cangyunling. The main enemy was also a small group of Japanese troops.

However, from the sound of artillery just now, it can be inferred that this Japanese unit actually carried a reinforced artillery team, which means that the mortars that the Japanese unit rarely used were also used.

"Brother, the Japanese are bombarding the blocking position, and I can't see any of our people. Do you think it will happen..." Wang Su asked anxiously.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see clearly at a distance of 500 meters, especially when the smoke and dust raised by the artillery bombardment on the battlefield obstruct the view.

But Wang Su was born with a keen eye. She has been the best shooter in Dawangzhuang since a year ago. She will be even more powerful after being strengthened by the system. Wang Ye thinks his sister is a natural sniper.

The children's group continued to advance until they reached 100 meters behind the position and stopped.

"We will wait here. As soon as the enemy's shelling ends, we will rush into the position immediately. We must not let the enemy get in!"

Wang Ye looked at the teenage children in front of him. In addition to his brother and sister, there were also brothers Wang Da Kui, Wang Da Bao, Wang Da Ben, Wang Er Gou and Wang Xiao Xi.

"Don't worry, Commander. As long as we have a gun in hand, the Japanese will never be able to rush over!"

Wang Ye looked at the confident members and felt excited. He felt the same way.

A few minutes later, the enemy's artillery fire finally stopped. The last shot had just stopped for a few seconds. Wang Ye was keenly aware of this.

"Get on the battlefield!" After saying that, he rushed forward first.

The distance of 100 meters between Wang Ye's legs was only 10 seconds. After the children's group members entered the position,

"My little sister, observe the enemy situation. If the enemy comes within 100 meters, open fire. The rest of you, search the position to see if there are any survivors!"

The trench, which was dozens of meters long, was filled with the bodies of fallen soldiers. The blood had dyed the trench dark red.

Wang Ye looked at the soldier in front of him who was shot in the head. With bloodshot eyes, he picked up his old rifle and checked it. There was not a single bullet in the gun.

"Captain, someone is injured here!" Wang Dabao shouted in a low voice from a distance.

Wang Ye ran over quickly, "Platoon Leader Chen, how do you feel? I'll arrange for someone to take you back right away!"

The platoon leader of the new regiment was spitting blood and looked weakly at Wang Ye who appeared at the position.

"Xiao Ye, I can't hold on any longer. Take your men to Cang Yunling and inform the regiment commander that the Japanese are rushing in from the flank!"

Wang Ye knew there was no hope when he saw Platoon Leader Chen's expression. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't worry, Platoon Leader Chen. I promise I will never let these devils go. They will never be able to reach Cang Yun Ridge in their lifetime!"

Platoon Leader Chen wanted to ask Wang Ye to take his men away, but as soon as he opened his mouth he vomited blood and soon lost his life.

"Young Master, my father is dead!" Wang Daben ran over with tears in his eyes.

Wang Ye looked around and saw that the children's group had gathered around him. "Is there no one alive?"

"Young Master, everyone is dead!" Wang Da Kui's eyes were red, and he had obviously been crying.

Wang Ye was about to say something to comfort him when Wang Su, who was not far away, banged his head and yelled, "The Japs are coming!"

"Bang!" Wang Su opened fire while speaking. A Japanese soldier more than 60 meters away fell to the ground. The other Japanese soldiers quickly lay on the ground, lowered their heads and aimed at the position.

"Everyone get to the positions. We must not let the Japanese leave here. We want revenge!" Wang Ye shouted while lying in the trench and watching the Japanese advancing cautiously in the distance.

"Little sister, how many Japanese soldiers are there? How many weapons do they have?"

Wang Su looked at the Japanese squadron headquarters thousands of meters away and replied, "The Japanese still have about 160 people, 7 light machine guns, 8 grenade launchers, and two Type 90 mortars!"

Wang Ye thought it was a good thing. Without the help of the system, Wang Su would definitely not know what the Type 90 mortar was, and he would not be able to take a ten-year-old child soldier to the battlefield.

"From now on, your and my target is the Japanese heavy weapons shooters. We must ensure that they cannot launch a smooth attack rhythm!" Wang Ye ordered Wang Su who was not far away.

"As long as the enemy is within 100 meters, everyone else can shoot freely. We must not let the enemy rush over!"

"Yes!" The tears in the eyes of Wang Da Kui and others had already dried, and there was a gleam of hatred in their eyes.

In the distance, outside the tent stood the captain of the Japanese squadron who attacked the flank of the New 1st Regiment. He looked at the squad that was about to rush to the position, and then he lay on the ground again, roaring angrily,

"Damn it, Ikeda is a piece of crap. He has been blocking us for eight hours with just a small position. Now there are obviously not many enemies on the opposite position. He actually stopped again because one of them died.

If he fails to reach the opposite position this time, I will report to the battalion headquarters and send him to a military court!"