Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

With a "puff", the dagger in Ling Yunzhi's hand stabbed into the Japanese soldier's chin and came out from the top of his head.

The Japanese combat staff officer screamed, and a stream of bright red blood gushed out from his neck.

Ling Yunzhi stepped forward quickly and kicked Sakahara Shoshiro in the chest: "Damn it, you bastards, don't move. If anyone moves, I will stab him to death."

Ling Yunzhi yelled at these little Japanese devils.

These Japanese devils never imagined that Ling Yunzhi could control their division commander so quickly.

All the Japanese soldiers looked at each other and gave up resistance.

"Li Yunlong, Kong Jie... listen to me. Don't be polite to these beasts. Kill them all."

Li Yunlong was holding a large knife in his hand and was enjoying killing.

Ling Yunzhi's army rushed all the way over, chopping and killing these little devils like cutting melons and vegetables.

The fierce battle lasted for half a day and then ended.

In the valley, blood flowed like a river, bullet craters were everywhere, and the broken limbs and arms of the Japanese soldiers were scattered everywhere.

Ling Yunzhi looked at the headquarters of the 115th Division. He quickly picked up Sakahara Shoshiro from the ground and said, "You beast, you have come to this day."

Ling Yunzhi held Sakahara Shoshiro, and the old Japanese's hand reached for his waist again.

When Ling Yunzhi saw this evil old devil, he was furious: "You bastard, your gun has become my trophy."

Ling Yunzhi held Sakahara Shoshiro's pistol in one hand and used his thumb to directly push away the hammer.

Before the old Japanese soldier Sakahara could react, Ling Yunzhi pulled the trigger. With a bang, the bullet hit his arm directly.

The old Japanese screamed in pain, and a hole was made on his wrist, with blood gushing out.

Commander Lin and his men rushed down from the command post on the hillside.

"Report to Commander Lin, I have captured the old Japanese soldier Sakahara." Ling Yunzhi threw the old Japanese soldier, who was less than 1.45 meters tall, in front of Commander Lin.

This time, the 115th Division was ordered to go north to fight against the Japanese. They only wanted to attack the baggage troops of the Japanese Sakahara Division.

However, no one present had expected that they would be able to completely wipe out the Japanese Sakahara Division this time!

You should know that the Sakahara Division of the Japanese was the largest among the Japanese Type A regiments.

This division not only has a large number of people, but also has quite advanced weapons and equipment.

Since the Japanese Sakahara Division was formed in 1916, they have never been defeated in the past few decades.

Especially in 1931, the Japanese Sakahara Division entered Northeast China, and more than 40 regular Chinese divisions were defeated by them.

"Ling Yunzhi, you have made a great contribution." Commander Lin raised his right hand to his eyebrows and saluted Ling Yunzhi.

"Commander Lin, clean up the weapons quickly. The Japanese's Type A division has extremely advanced weapons and equipment." Ling Yunzhi knew that the Japanese's Sakahara Division, in addition to tanks and armored vehicles, also had a number of large-caliber artillery.

Commander Lin nodded.

Soon, the order to clean up the battlefield was quickly passed down.

Ling Yunzhi suddenly thought of something: "Commander Lin, you must tell the brothers who are cleaning the battlefield that if they find wounded Japanese soldiers, they should stab them to death. Don't have any mercy on these beasts.

Otherwise, our soldiers will be the ones in trouble."

Before Ling Yunzhi finished his words, a wounded Japanese soldier suddenly jumped up from the ground a few dozen meters away.

"Long live the Emperor." The wounded Japanese soldier held a melon grenade in one hand and knocked it hard on his helmet.

Immediately afterwards, the wounded Japanese soldier hugged the two soldiers. The two soldiers were caught off guard and were hugged tightly by the Japanese soldiers. They couldn't break free even if they wanted to.

There was a loud bang.

The three people were directly blown into a ball of blood mist.

Everyone got angry when they saw this.

In the distance, a female nurse saw a seriously injured Japanese soldier. The kind female nurse took out a bandage and said, "Hold on, we will get you out right away."

When the female nurse was bandaging the Japanese soldier, the wounded Japanese soldier directly pulled out the bayonet on the Type 38 rifle and stabbed it into the chest of the female nurse.

Such things are common when cleaning the battlefield.

"Pass it on. When facing the wounded Japanese soldiers, shoot them from a distance and stab them with bayonets if they are close." Division Commander Lin seldom dealt with the Japanese. He had not expected that this group of cruel and crazy Japanese soldiers would be so ungrateful.

Soon, the sound of gunfire rang out again on the battlefield.

The Japanese soldiers who fell to the ground and died were shot in the head before they could react.

The Eighth Route Army's military reporters quickly went deep into the battlefield and kept pressing the shutter.

The sound of shutter clicks filled the air.

The spotlights kept on flashing.

A soldier rushed over on a fast horse, his body covered in blood. He rushed in front of Commander Lin, then quickly turned over and jumped down: "Commander Lin, something terrible has happened."

The soldier fainted before he could finish his words.

Ling Yunzhi quickly stepped forward, pinched the soldier's philtrum and knuckles, and quickly woke him up.

"Commander Lin, something terrible has happened. Officer Li was killed by Wang Wanli himself."

Upon hearing this, Commander Lin flew into a rage: "Wang Wanli is a perverted bastard who disregards national justice.

We are fighting the Japanese here. He keeps trying to trip us up."

When Ling Yunzhi heard this, he quickly asked what happened?

Commander Lin told the whole story of Wang Wanli's bombardment of the 115th Division's defensive positions, as well as what this guy had said before.

Ling Yunzhi then remembered that when he was attacking with all his strength just now, he saw the artillery of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army bombarding the defensive positions of the 115th Division.

“These sons of bitches are determined to be traitors.

When we were fighting the Japanese, they didn't help us, but they bombarded us." Ling Yunzhi turned around and whistled.

The Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle, Long Wenjian, Zhang Dabiao and others quickly rushed to Ling Yunzhi.

"Drive the tanks and armored vehicles and follow me straight to Wang Wanli's position. I want to see what this beast wants to do."

After Ling Yunzhi finished speaking, he jumped onto a T26 tank.

Soon, dozens of T-26 tanks and BA-3 heavy armored vehicles, led by Ling Yunzhi, headed straight for Wang Wanli's defensive position.

At this moment, Wang Wanli stood on a high place, holding a telescope and said: "This group of Eighth Route Army soldiers are really good at fighting the Japanese devils.

During the Great Wall War, our Shanxi-Suiyuan Army fought against these Japanese invaders, and their combat effectiveness far exceeded ours."