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

It was fine for the Japanese machine gunners to hide in the pit. As long as they were about to get the machine guns, the enemy's bullets would accurately find them and send them to their own deaths.

Wang Su not only destroyed the enemy's light machine gun group, but also stopped the grenade launchers further away.

Although the children's group members' abilities were enhanced by the system, the combination of experience and physical strength was still a little unfamiliar. However, after two or three shots, they quickly found the feeling.

Especially after Wang Su suppressed the heavy weapons of the Japanese, he was like a fish in water. In less than 5 minutes, more than 40 people in a squad of Japanese soldiers were killed or injured. In the end, only about 10 people escaped.

Ikeda was unlucky and was shot in the head by Wang Ye while retreating.

"Is anyone injured?" Wang Ye saw the Japanese retreating, looked around and shouted.

"no!"

"No one is hurt, Captain!"

……

Wang Ye was relieved to see that everyone responded. He could guarantee his own safety but not everyone else's. It seemed that the system was still very powerful.

"Everyone, get into the blast holes. The Japs are definitely going to bombard us!"

Wang Ye hid in a curved tunnel, carefully sticking his head out to observe the movements of the enemy soldiers on the opposite side. Wang Su ran over quickly.

"Brother, why are you hiding here instead of in the bomb shelter?"

"I'm observing the devils on the opposite side!"

Wang Su's face fell, and he sat next to Wang Ye with his hands holding the gun, and asked angrily, "Go back and hide quickly, this is my job!"

Wang Ye turned around and looked at Wang Su's expression. He felt warm inside and touched her head. "Be careful!"

It just so happened that he wanted to see how many merit points he had gained from this attack. He was really not used to being without grenades and machine guns.

"System, has the settlement been completed?"

【本次战斗击毙普通鬼子29人、机枪手9人、掷弹筒手4人，鬼子军曹2人、少尉1人，功勋值共67点！】

Wang Ye originally thought that a merit value of more than 40 points would be good, but who knew that it was actually more than 60 points. He quickly opened the system mall to check.

mg42通用机枪3点，赠送子弹1000发，子弹每1000发3点，手榴弹1点5颗。

Wang Ye simply compared it with other weapons and bought a MG42 machine gun and 50 grenades.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to buy better ones, but through comparison, he found that German equipment is the cheapest in the system mall. As for the reason, he doesn’t know!

While he was buying things, the Japanese squadron leader Watanabe on the opposite side looked at the 10 or so Japanese soldiers who were running back, his face was cold and hard, his teeth were gritting, and it was obvious that he was very angry.

"Bagayalu, you are all a bunch of rubbish. There are only ten people on the opposite side of the battlefield, and there is not even a machine gun.

Not only do you have more people in your squad than them, you also have machine guns and grenade launchers to suppress them, yet you were beaten to the point of throwing away your weapons and armor. You should all be dead!"

"Hey!" More than 10 Japanese soldiers who ran back stood in front of Watanabe with their heads down and dared not say a word.

Watanabe wanted to kill these people right here and there. He had fought for eight hours and 20 people were killed or injured. Now 40 people were killed in just one attack. What on earth had happened on the opposite side of the position?

The staff officer beside Watanabe looked at Ikeda who was brought back by him with an unpleasant expression. He killed a customer the first time he tried to make extra money. Who would dare to look for him in the future?

No, he must give an explanation to the client. As the old saying goes, stealing someone's money is like killing their parents. He must take revenge.

If Wang Ye knew what the devils were thinking, he would definitely tell him. He would not only cut off the devils' money, but also kill their parents.

"Sir, according to the intelligence we have received, there is only one platoon of the regular Eighth Route Army on the opposite side, and the rest are just militiamen.

Not only do they lack military capabilities, but more importantly, they are extremely short of weapons and ammunition. I think the next time we attack, we should charge forward with our entire army and wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop!"

Watanabe's gloomy face visibly eased. He looked at his staff officer, patted his shoulder and praised him.

"Your suggestion is very good. Tell them to keep two base mortar shells and fire all the others. When the shelling ends, it's time for us to charge at the opposing position."

Although Watanabe didn't know what happened on the opposite side, in his opinion, the Eighth Route Army was no match for him, and the militia was looking for death.

The troops under his command are the most elite troops in the Sakata Regiment, otherwise they would not be able to carry out these important tasks.

"Hey!"

Wang Ye was thinking about who to give the machine gun to. Wang Su saw the movements of the Japanese through the scope of the 98k and turned around and shouted,

"The shelling has begun, everyone hide!" After shouting, he also hid in the anti-shell cave.

The Japanese Type 90 mortar was developed based on foreign mortars. It is much lighter than the Type infantry gun and is especially suitable for use in mountainous areas.

The weight of the shells is about 11 pounds, and 20 shells can be fired per minute, so even though the Japanese only have two cannons, their power is not small at all.

"Boom boom..." Mortar shells kept falling near the trenches. Each shell created a huge crater. The air waves caused by the shells blew everywhere. The entire trench was filled with smoke and nothing could be seen.

Fortunately, all the members of the children's group were hiding in the anti-artillery cave, otherwise they would have been injured to some extent, and those with less luck might have died.

The bombardment lasted for 5 minutes, and the Japanese fired all the shells except those attacking the flank of Cangyunling.

Watanabe looked at the children's corps' position in the distance with a sinister look, and kept thinking about the telegram he had just received from the regiment. The regiment headquarters severely reprimanded him for his behavior of standing still.

"Major, the artillery team has used up all the shells!" The staff officer carefully reminded Watanabe as he saw that there was no movement.

Watanabe drew out his command knife and pointed it at the Children's Corps' position. "Warriors of the Empire, the enemy on the other side has lost its ability to resist. Now join me in occupying it!"

"Hah, hell!"

"Hah, hell!"

……

The devils under Watanabe were all experienced fighters, but this time their opponents were just a small group of local guerrillas and militia, so the devils were extremely angry.

Following Watanabe's order, the remaining two infantry squads rushed towards the Children's Corps position in a dispersed formation, with Watanabe and his squadron of about 20 people following at the end.

The light machine gun team and the grenade launcher team were at the back, looking for a suitable location to establish an attack position as they moved.

"Come out, I can't figure it out, the Japs are coming!" Wang Su lay on the edge of the trench, staring at the Japs and yelled.

Wang Ye looked at the people coming out and shouted, "Yang Daben, this machine gun is for you, Er Gou will assist you, and everyone else come get the grenades, 5 each!"