Bright Sword: I am Li Yunlong's old squad leader

Chapter 152: Met One of Our Own

The Japanese soldiers finally reacted and climbed into the tank.

These Japs had no tank training at all.

Even though most of the Japanese rushed into the Douding tanks, they didn't know how to control them.

The soldiers on Wang Tianyou's side had all undergone special driving and artillery training.

The special forces trained by Wang Tianyou are proficient in both firearms and driving skills.

The performance of the Japanese's small tanks was quite poor.

There is no tank gun on the Douding tank, only two 6.5mm machine guns.

Not only that, the armor of the Douding tank is also quite thin. The front armor is only five centimeters thick.

The Douding tank could not withstand the fire from the Type 89 tank heavy machine gun.

Wang Tianyou simply disdained these tiny tanks. He now had Type 89 tanks, which were enough to defeat those Japanese invaders.

Wang Tianyou yelled at Zou Qing beside him: "To deal with the little devils' tanks, don't waste shells with cannons, just use machine guns."

"Yes……"

Two tanks blocked Wang Tianyou's tank.

Wang Nian rushed forward again, and at the same time Zou Qing pulled the trigger.

A burst of gunfire rang out.

The two small tanks blocking Wang Tianyou's tank were directly shot into sieves.

The Japanese driver in the tank was beaten to a pulp before he could even react.

Wang Tianyou stepped on the accelerator hard, and the Type 89 tank directly crashed into a Japanese tank.

This little tank is about the same size as a car.

Wang Tianyou's tank climbed up directly, and then there was a series of crackling sounds of metal breaking.

The tiny tank blocking the Type 89 tank was directly crushed.

People like Wei Dayong, Zhang Dabiao and Zhuzi were even more assisted by God.

The Type 89 tanks they operated fired at the rows of Douding tanks.

With a loud bang, Wei Dayong's Type 89 tank fired a shell that directly penetrated four tanks.

None of the soldiers in the four Japanese tanks were spared and all were shot through.

"These Japanese tanks are just pieces of rubbish and can withstand no attack at all." Wei Dayong said as he aimed at another row of tanks.

As soon as these Japanese soldiers who had just climbed onto the tanks entered, dense bullets and artillery shells flew towards them.

All these tanks turned into coffins.

For a moment, the Japanese were beaten terribly and fled in a panic. They had no idea what to do.

"Sir, we can't fight the Chinese like this. They are coming at us with our best tanks."

"These damned Chinese are despicable and shameless."

"Sir, at this point, we have no choice but to leave here quickly."

Before these Japanese soldiers could finish their words, a shell flew over and blew their captain into pieces.

The huge shock wave from the explosion directly blew the Japanese captain seven or eight meters away, and he hit a rock heavily.

"Sir, at this point, we have no choice but to retreat.

If we stay here, we will surely die!"

The Japanese captain was blown to pieces and was spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, some Japanese soldiers were already preparing to retreat.

If one Japanese soldier retreats, he can take two away. If two Japanese soldiers retreat, they can take four away.

When they saw people retreating, these Japanese soldiers had no intention of fighting in the face of powerful firepower.

More and more Japanese soldiers ran away from the huge construction site in front of the Jiaozuo Railway Station.

Wang Tianyou's tanks were rampaging.

Soon, all of the more than 100 tanks aimed their guns and rifles at the fleeing Japanese soldiers.

Wang Tianyou poked his head out and said, "Brothers, don't let those little devils go. Remember, every bullet kills one enemy. Don't fucking waste bullets and shells."

"Yes……"

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gunfire.

Those Japanese soldiers who were fleeing in all directions were shot to the ground before they could run far.

Half an hour later, the scene returned to peace.

Wang Tianyou jumped out of the tank: "Follow me to control the train station."

Except for the people who stayed behind on the tanks, the rest of the people held AK47s and followed Wang Tianyou closely.

The Japanese devils in the train station had already run away.

There are six or seven trains parked on the tracks at the train station, and each train has more than 100 carriages.

The carriage contained tanks and armored vehicles that had not yet been unloaded, as well as boxes of artillery shells.

"We've made a fortune, we've made a fortune. We fought this battle at the right time." Wei Dayong patted Long Wenjian on the shoulder happily, "How did you get exposed? But you got exposed at the right time."

Long Wenjian smiled slightly and said, "I don't know how I was exposed. I said nothing and did nothing in front of that little devil."

Wang Tianyou knew that these people did not speak Japanese, so it would be very easy for the Japanese to test them.

"Brothers, listen up, occupy the station." Wang Tianyou rushed into the train dispatching room.

Inside the train dispatching room, a dozen train station staff members dressed in dispatcher uniforms were squatting there, their heads in their hands, trembling all over.

"Who is the stationmaster?"

Wang Tianyou yelled, but no one responded.

"I'm asking you a question. Who is the stationmaster?"

Wang Tianyou asked again, but everyone remained silent. Zhang Dabiao immediately got angry: "Are you guys deaf or dumb?"

Zhang Dabiao pulled the bolt with a click and pointed the gun at the heads of several people.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, I say." A staff member stood up tremblingly, "Our station chief has been tied up by us."

"Bring him here, why are you beasts tying him up?"

Soon, a middle-aged man was brought over. His hands were tied behind his back, and his whole body was tied up tightly. The ropes made his face red.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you untie me?" What did Wang Tianyou think? Why did he feel that the stationmaster looked familiar?

This webmaster looks like the comedy star Fan Wei.

Soon, the stationmaster's ropes were loosened.

"Name, position." Zhang Dabiao asked loudly.

"Liu Hong, the stationmaster of Jiaozuo Railway Station." Stationmaster Liu carefully looked at Wang Tianyou and his companions and asked, "Could you please spare me a moment to talk?"

Wang Tianyou nodded, and the two of them walked out of the stationmaster's office.

"My dear man, are you from the Eighth Route Army?" Liu Hong said as he made the shape of the number eight with his hand.

Wang Tianyou nodded: "If I remember correctly, Stationmaster Liu should be a member of the armed work team behind enemy lines."

"That's great. I finally met someone like me." Liu Hong opened his arms and gave Wang Tianyou a big hug.