Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

The large and small bomb craters on the open ground are chilling. Looking around, you can vaguely see the remains of broken limbs and arms, and the soft soil under your feet is mixed with a little scarlet.

Even in the air, one could smell the terrifying smell of blood.

Frightened by the news.

It was materialized at this moment.

The Japanese were extremely cautious with every step they took, as if they were not stepping on mud, but a steel wire across a deep abyss. If they were not careful, they would fall and end up being smashed to pieces.

The independent battalion's howitzers were like a sharp blade against the devil's chest; just a slight push would completely end their lives.

Even in the early winter, Watanabe Kawashita was sweating profusely and walking with difficulty despite such a slow pace.

This temporarily formed team had no sense of belonging. All the Japanese knew that they were just here to die, and their only purpose was to consume the ammunition of the Eighth Route Army.

Therefore, they moved as slowly as possible when advancing, and as soon as a shell hit, they could immediately withdraw from the howitzer's range as quickly as possible.

At this time, the Japanese troops had completely entered the range of the howitzers, and the vanguard had even entered the range of the infantry guns. If they moved forward, they would hit Lin Qiang's gun.

However, the howitzers that the Japanese had expected did not attack, and they still did not dare to relax at all.

When fighting against the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese knew one thing very well, that is, there were no rules at all, and they could fight almost anytime, anywhere, in any way they could think of, or even in any way they could not think of.

In the eyes of the Japanese, the Eighth Route Army soldiers were despicable and could not compare with their crappy Bushido spirit.

The closer we got to Xiaowangzhuang, the more open the terrain became, and the clearer the traces of the battle became. We could even see the bodies of the Japanese soldiers that had been missed.

The terrain is open and there are very few usable shelters. The danger here is almost the same as Hulukou.

The fact that the battle had not broken out made Watanabe Kawashita more and more frightened.

Having experienced fighting against the Eighth Route Army many times, he knew that the quieter it was, the greater the danger.

The craters left on the ground became smaller as they moved forward. Watanabe Kawashita knew that this place would not be within the range of the howitzer bombardment. In order to avoid being caught off guard, he ordered the troops to gather and advance in battle formation.

What he didn't know was that the reason there were no craters left by the howitzers was because the New Second Regiment was lying in ambush here and stopped the bombing for fear of accidental injuries.

Suddenly, a battle broke out between the Japanese vanguard and the independent battalion. The rapid gunfire terrified Watanabe Kawashita.

All the Japanese soldiers, including him, looked up at the sky, praying that the shells would not fall on their heads.

The terrain in front of the Xiaowangzhuang position was open and there were no usable cover. Faced with the independent battalion soldiers who had been waiting for a long time, the Japanese vanguard did not organize an effective counterattack.

They could only lie down on the ground and use the bodies of the dead Japanese as cover to avoid bullets.

But it was all in vain, the bodies could block the bullets but could not really save them.

Following Lin Qiang's order, the grenades brought by Li Yunlong were quickly thrown out by the soldiers of the independent battalion. They hit the ground like smoking meteorites, leaving small pits after the explosion.

"Boom!"

Grenades fell to the ground and exploded one after another, sending up balls of scarlet flames on the battlefield, and the shock waves of the explosions sent a large amount of soil flying everywhere.

The Japanese soldiers who were closer to the grenade landing point were lucky enough to be blown away with their guns and fell to the ground with their breath left.

Those who were unlucky either died on the spot or had their sinful lives ended by bullets shot by the Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Li Yunlong saw that half of the grenades he brought with him had been used up in the time it took to smoke a cigarette. He felt so painful that he shouted hurriedly, "Damn it, you bunch of prodigals, is this how you use grenades?"

Obviously, this is the vanguard of the Japanese. If it comes to a battle between the Japanese and Li Yunlong, he will definitely not be stingy.

"Captain, isn't this how grenades are used?"

The soldiers of the independent battalion would not carry too many grenades, and there were only a few boxes of grenades on the entire Xiaowangzhuang position.

All the soldiers knew that after the shelling was over, it would be the turn of the machine guns, assault rifles, and rifles.

When you actually leave the position, it is already the stage of collecting the bodies of the Japanese.

The soldiers didn't know how long it had been since they heard the sound of the charge, and they all missed it a little.

Hearing Lin Qiang's question, Li Yunlong was furious and said, "Do you know how difficult it was for me to get this grenade?"

Lin Qiang asked, "Didn't you trade the Japanese officer's knife with Minister Zhang?"

"Uh……"

Li Yunlong was stunned for a moment. He never expected that Lin Qiang would know about this matter.

"Even if that's the case, you can't waste your time like this! That's not how wars are fought. Do you know how to fight?"

When it comes to fighting, Lin Qiang is really not as good as veteran revolutionary fighters like Li Yunlong.

"That's not how it's done."

Lin Qiang changed the subject and said, "According to my previous fighting style, we should have reached the stage of cleaning up the battlefield by now."

Li Yunlong snorted and cursed, "You kid, you really don't know what's good for you!"

Lin Qiang responded to Li Yunlong while asking the soldiers to continue using grenades: "Captain, these things are worthless and are not as practical as bullets."

Li Yunlong was so angry that he stood up and said, "If you don't like it, you can give it to me. I don't mind it!"

"Damn it! I bought this from Lao Zhang using two deputy officer swords, and you guys ruined it all before I even had a chance to use it."

Lin Qiang retorted, "Captain, how dare you say that? There are only a dozen or so boxes of grenades, and at least half of them have been taken out. How dare you show off such a small amount of stuff?"

"Shit!"

Li Yunlong justified himself by saying, "We are on a forced march. Do you think I would have the soldiers fully armed?"

"Okay, let's fight first!"

It is absolutely impossible to win an argument with Li Yunlong. Everything he says seems so natural.

There is only one person who can beat him, the originator of telecommunications fraud, the founder of Gong Xi Fa Cai, and the famous anti-Japanese war general Chen Da.

Under the bombardment of grenades, the Japanese had no place to hide.

Far behind, Watanabe Kawashita was listening to his men's report: "Captain, we were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army. The vanguard suffered heavy casualties. Should we go to support them?"

The gunshots had been going on for so long, but there was no sound of artillery shells exploding, which made Watanabe Kawashita feel lucky.

It was believed that the Eighth Route Army in Heiyun Village knew that they would be surrounded and annihilated soon, so they had already fled, and only a small group of soldiers were left behind.

This can be determined from the sound of gunfire.

In addition, the scouts reported that they did not find any traces of artillery positions, which made him more convinced of his guess and instantly felt more confident.

"The Eighth Route Army are indeed cowards. They are terrified of our arrival and have probably already fled!"

"Orders, the troops advance at full speed. We must destroy this group as quickly as possible and must delay the retreat of the main force of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Also, telegraph the gendarmerie and tell them that the main force of the Eighth Route Army is fleeing and that our troops have successfully held them back. Please, Brigade Commander, send reinforcements as soon as possible!"