Bright Sword: The brigade commander is shocked! You call this a county brigade?

On a small hill outside Yangshu Village.

Commander Zhao Da and the soldiers of the guard regiment were busy with their work.

They used shovels, hoes and even stones in their hands to quickly dig trenches to build a simple line of defense.

The soil on the top of the hill was turned up, and beads of sweat covered the soldiers' foreheads, but they moved without the slightest hesitation.

The Japanese soldiers swarmed in from all directions like ants, and surrounded the hill like a huge net.

Endo stood at the front of the team with a smug smile on his face.

He turned to Ikeda beside him and said, "Mr. Ikeda, go talk to the Eighth Route Army in front and tell them that as long as they surrender, the empire will treat the prisoners well and they will get a new life."

"Hayi!"

Ikeda responded quickly, then turned and walked to the back.

Soon, he came to the front of the team with a megaphone.

"Listen, Eighth Route Army soldiers on the mountain. The Empire treats prisoners well. As long as you are willing to surrender, General Endo will spare your lives and let you live a good life, and build the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere together."

"The Eighth Route Army on the mountain..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a burst of gunfire.

Zhao Da stood on the top of the hill, holding up his rifle, calmly aimed, and then pulled the trigger.

Bullets whizzed past, and Ikeda quickly hid back in the team when he saw this.

"Report to the brigade commander, the Eighth Route Army on the mountain is unwilling to surrender."

"idiot!"

"Shame on you! All hands on deck, destroy them."

Following Endo's order, the Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain launched a fierce attack.

The Japanese soldiers launched a frantic charge towards the hill, their eyes filled with fanaticism and desire to kill.

"Comrades, let's fight the Japs! Fight!"

.......

On the rugged mountain road of Da Nan Mountain.

The soldiers of the special operations regiment are marching rapidly.

Suddenly, the sound of fierce gunfire in the distance stopped them in their tracks.

"Stop!"

Wei Dayong quickly ran to the front of the team and looked in the direction of the gunshots.

Platoon Leader Yang listened attentively, and the expression on his face changed from calm to solemn.

"Not good, the gunshots came from the direction of Yangshu Village, the headquarters is in danger."

Wei Dayong frowned, time was running out and there was no room for error.

"Special Operations Regiment, listen up! Move forward at full speed! Set off!"

The soldiers of the special operations regiment responded immediately. They burst out at extremely high speed and ran quickly in the mountains.

Their speed was more than twice as fast as before, and everyone was running at top speed as if there was the wind under their feet.

Platoon Leader Yang and the other soldiers were stunned.

"Oh my god, this is running too fast!" Platoon Leader Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"As expected of a soldier of the independent column, he's awesome." A soldier exclaimed as he ran.

"Speed up, let's run faster." Platoon Leader Yang ordered loudly.

In this way, the special operations regiment marched quickly through the mountains at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

As we got closer to Yangshu Village, the gunfire became more frequent.

Wei Dayong listened to the gunshots and made quick calculations in his mind.

"The number of enemies will not be small, at least thousands."

It didn't take long.

After a quick march, the special operations regiment finally arrived at the outskirts of Yangshu Village.

Wei Dayong quickly raised the telescope and looked through the gaps in the woods at the battlefield ahead.

He saw thousands of Japanese soldiers launching a wave-like attack on a small hill.

On the top of the hill, the figures of hundreds of Eighth Route Army soldiers were looming in the smoke, and they were fighting desperately.

Platoon Leader Yang ran to Wei Dayong breathlessly. "Captain Wei, please save the soldiers."

"Platoon Leader Yang, don't worry, we will definitely rescue them."

Then, Wei Dayong turned around and gave orders to the four battalion commanders behind him.

"Captain of the First Battalion, you lead your men to attack the enemy from behind.

Second Battalion Commander, you lead the Second Battalion to attack the Japanese left wing.

Captain of the Third Battalion, you lead the Third Battalion to attack the Japanese right wing.

The Fourth Battalion, follow me to launch a strong attack on the front of the Japs, and make sure to destroy them with all your strength."

"Yes, Commander." The four battalion commanders responded in unison.

"Okay, attack immediately."

The special operations regiment acted quickly, divided into four parts and surrounded the Japanese from four directions.

Wei Dayong's plan was to wipe out this wave of Japanese troops. A special operations group of 3000 people against more than 5000 Japanese troops. Although there was a difference in numbers, in Wei Dayong's view, this was just a piece of cake.

The soldiers, holding submachine guns and carrying rocket launchers, moved quickly through the mountains.

Their figures shuttled through the woods, as agile as cheetahs.

A huge net was quietly spreading out, surrounding the Japanese brigade.

......

On the hilltop, the air was filled with smoke and flames of war.

The figures of the Eighth Route Army soldiers looked particularly thin in the artillery fire, but their will was as solid as a rock.

At this moment, there were less than 200 of them left, and everyone was injured.

More than 200 soldiers have died under the enemy's guns and artillery.

Zhao Da looked at the loyal and brave soldiers around him and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Comrades, you are all great. I am proud of you. The motherland and the people will never forget us."

"Commander, we are not afraid of death. Let's fight the Japanese!" a soldier shouted.

"Yes, from the moment we joined the army, we were prepared to sacrifice." Another soldier took over the conversation.

"Even if I have to fight to the last man, I will never surrender. I will die in battle."

The soldiers responded loudly, with determination in their eyes, and would rather die than surrender.

Zhao Da looked at the soldiers and shouted, "Comrades, it is my honor to fight side by side with you. Let us sing the Internationale once again."

"Arise, you starving slaves

Rise up, you suffering people of the world

My blood is boiling with passion, and I want to fight for the truth. ......"

Led by Zhao Da, the soldiers sang "The Internationale" loudly and with full of momentum, as if declaring to the enemy their unyielding spirit and determination to fight to the end.

The Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain have gathered again, ready to launch a new round of charge against the Eighth Route Army on the mountain.