A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

"Om-"

Zheng Kaixuan stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and drove the light tank to the east.

After jumping over seven or eight hills in one breath and chasing for more than 200 meters, he finally saw two Japanese soldiers hiding in a low-lying ravine and running away with their backs crouched.

"Da da da da da..."

The Hanyang rifle roared, and a volley of bullets was fired at a rapid speed.

Afterwards, Zheng Kaixuan didn't even look at the two Japanese devils. He turned the steering wheel 360 degrees, turned the light tank in another direction, and sped away again.

This shows absolute confidence in one's marksmanship!

After the tank left, the two Japanese soldiers clutched their chests, spitting blood and slowly fell to the ground...

Just as Zheng Kaixuan was chasing the Japanese everywhere, another level 12 Hanyang-made fully automatic rifle tank, driven by two soldiers from the first battalion, joined the battle.

Two light rifle vehicles staged a spearhead regiment version of speed and passion in this hilly area with thousands of ravines.

After just a few minutes, all the fleeing Japanese soldiers were caught up by them and killed.

The battle inside the artillery tower had ended long ago, and Chen Shengli had led his men to seize all the spoils inside.

The third battalion commander, Yang Wanli, is now also an expert in using artillery.

He brought several soldiers from the third battalion and piled a large number of explosive packs under several artillery towers, waiting for Zheng Kaixuan.

"Commander, all the Japanese in the gun tower have been killed, and all the spoils have been loaded onto the trucks. Shall we detonate the explosive packs immediately and blow up the gun tower?"

"Detonate immediately!"

"Yes!"

Since the spearhead regiment cannot be stationed here, these artillery towers must not be left to the Japanese.

Zheng Kaixuan gave the order decisively.

"laugh--"

The long fuse was lit, and then there was a deafening roar. The pillars of several Japanese artillery towers were blown off, and the two- or three-story towers collapsed to the ground, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky...

"withdraw!"

Zheng Kaixuan looked at the Japanese artillery tower that had turned into ruins, and with satisfaction led the soldiers to evacuate the old village.

It was already dusk at this time, and the sky was filled with sunset glow, which was beautiful beyond words.

"Captain, we also captured a Japanese radio."

Chen Shengli brought a radio to Zheng Kaixuan.

Zheng Kaixuan turned on the radio, and the radio immediately began to emit the beeping sound of telegraph transmissions.

After fiddling with it for a while, Zheng Kaixuan found that he was not very good at playing with this thing for the time being.

In fact, he has a relatively high level of education and knows some English. If he really starts to learn, he will definitely be faster than other soldiers.

"Forget it, let's go back and show it to Xizi. It seems that I really need to find time to learn how to use this radio from Xizi..."

Zheng Kaixuan said this and jumped onto his warhorse.

"drive……"

People leave quickly and come back quickly.

When Zheng Kaixuan and others returned to Longquanyu, it was still calm.

The Japanese infantry battalion that set out from Jingxing was still halfway there and had not arrived yet.

"Xizi, come and help me see what the Japanese radio station in the old village is receiving."

Zheng Kaixuan called Wang Xikui and asked him to help decipher the telegram.

"Is the fighting over in the old village over?"

"The fight is over."

"Were all the devils wiped out?"

"Not a single one was left alive. Even the gun towers were completely blown to rubble."

Hearing Zheng Kaixuan's words, Wang Xikui couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.

He knew that Zheng Kaixuan was a little stubborn and a little dull, but under his leadership, the weapons of the spearhead regiment were getting better and better, and their combat effectiveness was getting stronger and stronger.

Perhaps, he should change his mind and support Zheng Kaixuan unconditionally.

Perhaps, tonight, Zheng Kaixuan is likely to create a miracle, an unprecedented miracle!

The headquarters of the Japanese 20th Division.

Kawaishi Fumisaburo rubbed his temples.

"These Eighth Route Army soldiers are incredibly cunning. I never imagined their intelligence network would be so powerful. They're truly incredible!"

"As soon as the locust army's troops set out, these eight groups got the news and immediately fled into the mountains in panic."

"In this case, the old village no longer needs to be rescued, and there is no point in going there again."

"Notify the Matsui Regiment and have them turn back and cancel the support plan for the old village."

"Notify our two infantry battalions and ask them to come back to work..."

"As for the infantry battalion in Jingxing, continue advancing. Let them confirm whether there are any Eighth Route Army soldiers in Longquanyu. After that, they will temporarily stay in Longquanyu. This way, they can form a pincer attack with the locust army in Jiucun and reinforce each other at any time..."

Kawagishi Fumisaburo's order was quickly transmitted via telegram and telephone.

When the old Japanese soldier Matsui received the notice, he was so angry that he slapped the Japanese communicator so hard that he spun three times.

"Baka! Even if Kawagishi is a general, I can't stand this! How can you play tricks on me like this? One moment you want us to go to the old village, and the next moment you don't. Damn it! The regiment's transport truck is almost out of gas. Tell me, do we still want to go to the old village? Which bastard will come and pay for the gas?"

The Japanese communicator covered his face and looked at Matsui with grievance.

"Sir, if you say you're going, then you're going. If you say you don't want to go, then you don't want to go..."

At the same time, Wang Xikui had quickly translated the received Morse code into letters.

After the code was composed into letters and words, Zheng Kaixuan recognized them.

"Telegram, report, old village, locust army..."

Zheng Kaixuan read out each word clearly.

"At the 20th Division Headquarters, General Kawagishi, the division commander, has received a telegram from Jiucun. He has already informed all reinforcements that no further assistance will be provided. However, the Jingxing Infantry Battalion will continue to march to Longquanyu and station there. Please be informed..."

When Niu Dashan heard the telegram read out by Zheng Kaixuan, he curiously leaned over with his big black head.

"Brother, what do you mean by what you just said?"

"Nothing interesting. It's just that some of the Japanese reinforcements heard that we and the 769th Regiment had withdrawn and have no plans to come."

Niu Dashan immediately shook his head like a rattle.

"If you ask me, these little devils are just gutless. I haven't had enough killing yet! What are we going to do if they don't come?"

Zheng Kaixuan suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, Dashan is right, the Japanese are just cowards."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Wang Xikui.

"Brother Xizi, let's use this radio in the old village to send a telegram back to the devils."

As he spoke, Zheng Kaixuan took out a pencil, quickly wrote a paragraph like a dragon and a phoenix dancing, and handed it to Wang Xikui.

"Just send it like this."

"Telegram to the cowardly dog ​​thief Kawangishi, and to the old thief Matsui: the Japs in Old Village have been completely wiped out, their bodies utterly destroyed! The one who wiped out the Japs in Old Village was Zheng Kaixuan of the 386th Brigade's Sharp Knife Regiment!"

"Little devils, Grandpa is waiting for you in Longquanyu. Come if you dare!"