Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Black Wind Forest.

The Japanese 17th Division has already come into conflict with the Eighth Route Army.

As soon as the gunfire came from the 772nd Regiment, Li Yunlong rushed over following the smell.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

"The mountains here are high and the forests are dense. We can't even catch a trace of the enemy. It would be a waste of ammunition to continue fighting. I won't do a losing business!"

Li Yunlong dropped the telescope and shouted.

"Captain, tell me, how do we fight?" Zhao Gang asked.

"Old Zhao, do you see the high ground over there? Hehe, the Japanese are really stupid. They didn't even send someone to occupy that commanding height. You take your sniper team up there and kill the Japanese from a distance."

"Zhang Dabiao, take the commando team, bring all the grenades in your battalion, sneak in quietly, and make it rain on the Japanese!"

"We need to find a way to drive them out and fight them. Fighting in the woods will result in too many casualties!"

"Old Ding and his men should be here soon. As soon as the Japanese come out, they will be surrounded. It will be much easier to fight them then!"

Li Yunlong ordered, and a perfect plan had been drawn up.

It all depends on how the soldiers perform, but Li Yunlong is fully confident.

"Old Li! Old Li! Hahaha, nice to see you again!" The voice of Blind Cheng came, interrupting Li Yunlong's laughter.

"Blind Cheng! You bastard, you found the traces of the Japanese and didn't report it, why did you attack them first? Huh?" Li Yunlong asked as he saw Blind Cheng coming over.

"Hahaha, doesn't it mean that our 772nd Regiment also wants to get some meat? You, Old Li, are making a fortune up front, and I also have to improve the lives of my brothers." Blind Cheng laughed.

"You Blind Cheng, are you trying to take advantage of us, Old Li? Let me tell you, I am the commander, your superior. I will collect the spoils here and hand them over to the brigade headquarters for the brigade commander to distribute." When Li Yunlong heard this, he realized that Blind Cheng was trying to take the spoils.

Li Yunlong knew that the 772nd Regiment was involved in the mission of blocking the Japanese in the base area.

In the end, the blocking battle developed into an encirclement and annihilation battle. Wang Shun of the First Division naturally looked down on the Japanese weapons and equipment, so he gave them all to the 772nd Regiment, the 771st Regiment and other troops.

The weapons and equipment of two Japanese brigades and two divisions of the Locust Army are enough for Blind Cheng to raise another regiment of troops.

The weapons and equipment of the 17th Division in front of him must belong to Li Yunlong.

This battle allowed Li Yunlong to successfully experience the joy of being a division commander. Once a person gets it, he will no longer be satisfied.

After Li Yunlong had a taste of being a division commander, he began to think about how to continue in the position.

The answer is that after this battle, he will have to continue to be the commander of his own regiment.

However, he now has ten battalions of troops, with a total number of more than five thousand people.

If I can develop another ten battalions, that will be 10,000 people. By then, I can really live the life of a division commander.

But the prerequisite for all this is that you have to have a gun in your hand.

Otherwise, if you recruit so many soldiers, they must have weapons in their hands.

"Good of you, Old Li. People say you are even stingier than that local rich man. It's not unfair of you!"

"Forget it. You are the chief now, so I will just follow your instructions."

"But, when you are encircling this group of devils, you can't leave our 772nd Regiment behind, or I will never forgive you!"

Cheng the Blind knew that he could not gain any advantage over Li Yunlong, so he wisely gave up. However, he could give up the spoils but had to fight the war.

Besides...it's simply a daydream for Li Yunlong to keep all the spoils for himself.

This is the weapons and equipment of an entire division. The brigade commander will surely be very happy when the time comes.

As long as the spoils are collected, the headquarters will definitely distribute them to the troops below.

Their own 772nd Regiment can also get a piece of the pie.

A hint of cunning flashed across Blind Cheng's honest face...

"You are smart, hehe, I told you, you are definitely different from the brigade commander."

"Later, your regiment will be responsible for chasing the Japanese forward. When the time comes, I, Old Li, can give you a few rifles and light machine guns..."

Li Yunlong laughed loudly, his goal was about to be achieved.

……

"Boom!"

Suddenly, dense explosions were heard from the forest. At the same time, Zhao Gang and his men occupied the commanding heights. With their 98K sniper rifles in hand, they called out the names of the Japanese soldiers who showed their heads below one by one.

"Da Biao and his men have taken action! Lao Cheng, go back quickly and tell your troops to clear the way so that the Japanese can escape!"

"They will definitely be fooled!"

Li Yunlong said with a look of delight on his face.

Blind Cheng received the order and immediately ordered his troops to retreat.

He understood what Li Yunlong meant. Since the 772nd Regiment attacked first, it occupied an advantageous terrain, but this also cut off the enemy's retreat.

The location of the 772nd Regiment is unobstructed, with only two not-so-high hills. The Japanese can retreat directly to the east from here.

If we break out from other places, we will have to take a detour and might encounter other Eighth Route Army troops, which would be troublesome.

……

In the Black Wind Forest, the exhausted Japanese 17th Division was still hiding in fear, preparing to deal with the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

In such complex terrain, the Japanese were confident that they could annihilate any Eighth Route Army troops that came.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of the Eighth Route Army rushing into the forest.

Instead, they waited for the Eighth Route Army's sniper and commando team.

And the most hateful thing is that the Eighth Route Army commandos retreated after throwing grenades without fighting with them at all.

The snipers of the Eighth Route Army on high ground were now calling out the names of the Japanese soldiers who were not hiding well.

The Japs were suffering terribly.

"Report to the general! The Eighth Route Army in the east has retreated!" At this time a Japanese soldier came to report.

"Bagayalo! The Eighth Route Army wants us to go out and fight again!"

"Bakayarro, this is outrageous. When has I, Kimitsu Masao, ever been insulted like this? This is outrageous!"

Kimitsu Masao saw through the Eighth Route Army's plan at a glance and was furious.

The angry Masao Kimitsu waved his command knife and kept chopping the tree next to him to vent his anger.

"General... But that is our only way out. If we continue to stay in this forest, we will starve to death even if we are not killed by the Eighth Route Army. Moreover, the snipers of the Eighth Route Army specifically target those of us who fetch water."

"If we don't take a gamble, our 17th Division might become the only division in the empire to die of thirst and starvation..."

The Chief of Staff said this while holding Yoshimitsu Masao's arm in grief.

"what!!!"

"Bagaya Road!!"

Kimitsu Masao kicked the chief of staff away and roared hysterically.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

In the end, Masao Kimitsu decided to take a gamble.

He wanted to organize a suicide squad and use his flesh and blood to open an escape route for the 17th Division.

If he died of starvation or thirst in the mountains, even if he was dead, his soul would be laughed at, and he didn't want to be laughed at for ten thousand years.