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"Da Biao, what is the origin of this Sakata United?"

Hearing Li Yunlong's question, Zhang Dabiao looked solemn and quickly answered seriously.

"The Sakata Regiment is affiliated with the Japanese Fourth Independent Brigade, also known as the Third Regiment. It has five infantry battalions under its command, with a total strength of approximately 3800 to 4000 men."

"This Sakata Regiment is a tough nut to crack. During the Battle of Xinkou, this Sakata Regiment defeated two divisions of the Central Army."

"Captain Kong of the Independent Regiment was defeated twice by the old devil Sakata. The first time was shortly after the Independent Regiment was formed. Captain Kong led his troops to block the Sakata regiment east of Heiyunkou. They were defeated in less than half an hour, and the political commissar Li Wenying was injured. Finally, with the help of Zheng Kaixuan, the commander of the fourth battalion of our New First Regiment, they jointly defeated the Sakata regiment."

"Although Sakata suffered a crushing defeat that time, they were able to regroup with the remaining thousand or so men. The elite 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army was extremely powerful. They encountered the Sakata regiment and fought a battle. In less than an hour, they lost hundreds of men. In the end, Commander Chu of the 358th Regiment had no choice but to order a retreat."

"At the end of last year, the Sakata Regiment appeared again in the eastern part of Shanxi. During the Yunling counter-mopping-up operation, the independent regiment led by Captain Kong suffered a heavy loss at his hands for the second time."

"Captain, this Sakata Regiment is the elite among the elite. They are very difficult to deal with and are not to be trifled with."

Li Yunlong immediately glared.

"What the hell are you talking about elite troops! Today I'm fighting against elite troops! Zheng Kaixuan is a soldier I brought up. If Brother Kaixuan can handle this old devil, then I can do it too!"

"Tell the brothers, everyone, fix your bayonets and prepare to attack!"

Zhang Dabiao was stunned.

"Captain, the order we received was to break out in the direction of Yujialing. You are disobeying military orders."

Li Yunlong glared at Zhang Dabiao fiercely.

"Zhang Dabiao, let me ask you, in our New First Regiment, are you the leader or am I the leader? Who has the final say?"

Zhang Dabiao had no choice but to answer honestly.

"Of course, you are the leader, and you have the final say."

"When the gunfire sounds, I'm the boss of the entire regiment. My words are orders! Go, inform the brothers and get ready!"

Overwhelmed by Li Yunlong's powerful aura, Zhang Dabiao was speechless.

"Yes, Captain."

On the opposite side, Sakata United.

The old Japanese soldier Nobutsu Sakata hid in the command post with a depressed look on his face.

"Ura Youjun, which unit of the Eighth Route Army is on the position across from us? Why is it so difficult to fight?"

Uratomojiro Urato, a Japanese soldier with a dark face and a mustache on his upper lip, is the new chief of staff of the Sakata Regiment and also the third chief of staff of the Sakata Regiment.

It's not easy to be the chief of staff of the Sakata Regiment.

The first chief of staff was eliminated by Zheng Kaixuan at Heiyunkou, and the second chief of staff was killed in Changyugou by the spearhead regiment led by Wang Xikui.

Uratomo Jiro sighed and shook his head.

"I only know that the enemy is from the 129th Division. As for which unit it is, I have no idea. The Eighth Route Army on the other side has a very strong fighting spirit. They would rather die in battle than surrender. Until now, we haven't even captured a single prisoner..."

The old Japanese Sakata suddenly became furious and slammed the table in anger.

"Bakayalo! Trash! You're just a bunch of trash! We've been fighting for most of the day, and you don't even know the enemy's number. What the hell are you doing?"

"Urayoshi-kun, you must investigate immediately. You must, at all costs, find out the unit's designation for me."

"Hi!"

Facing the enraged old devil Sakata, Uratomo Jiro didn't even dare to breathe. He quickly turned and ran out of the command post, holding a telescope and personally ran to the front line...

Half an hour later, Uratomo Jiro ran back panting with a happy look on his face.

"Your Excellency, I've seen it clearly. I just saw through the telescope that there is a flag standing on the main position of the Eighth Route Army opposite. It has the three characters 'New First Regiment' written on it..."

"Pfft!"

After hearing the words "New 1st Regiment", the old Japanese soldier Sakata was so scared that he took several steps back and fell to the ground.

Uratomojiro was also extremely shocked.

He didn't understand why Sakata, the old Japanese who was always arrogant and confident, would be so scared by a number.

"Colonel, what's wrong with you?"

The Japanese Chief of Staff Uratomo Jiro hurried forward and helped up the sweating Sakata.

After sitting up again and lying on the table to catch his breath for a long time, the old Japanese Sakata finally calmed down.

"Fortunately, it's the New 1st Regiment, not the Sharp Knife Regiment. As long as it's not the Sharp Knife Regiment, it's fine..."

"Judging from their weapons and equipment, they shouldn't be related to the Sharp Knife Regiment. Since Zheng Kaixuan isn't here, there's no problem..."

It’s not that the old Japanese soldier Sakata is timid, but he has been scared by Zheng Kaixuan.

Last year, he, together with the two brigades of Nakamura Hideo and Maruyama Sotaku, besieged the Sharp Knife Regiment, but was defeated by Zheng Kaixuan.

If he hadn't run fast, the old Japanese devil Sakata would have lost his life there.

Zheng Kaixuan has become his nightmare. Every time he dreams of Zheng Kaixuan, he would be scared and sweat profusely, and would jump up from the bed in shock.

After the core officers who led the Sakata Regiment narrowly escaped with their lives last year, the old Japanese Sakata rebuilt the Sakata Regiment for the second time.

At that time, the commander of the Japanese First Army stationed in Shanxi was replaced by Seiji Katsuki to Yoshinan Shinozuka.

Thanks to his relationship with Yoshio Shinozuka, the old Japanese soldier Sakata was able to apply for the opportunity to go to southeastern Shanxi to fight.

He would never dare to stay in Xiyang, Jinzhong, or even the eastern part of Jin.

The reason why he ran so far was to avoid Zheng Kaixuan's spearhead group.

Zheng Kaixuan used to be the battalion commander of the 4th Battalion of the New 1st Regiment. Therefore, when Uratomo Jiro mentioned the number of the New 1st Regiment, the old Japanese soldier Sakata was shocked and almost paralyzed.

What he didn't know was that fifty kilometers away from Cangyun Ridge, on a mountain road, a convoy of over a thousand people was marching forward in the heavy snow.

It was the spearhead regiment led by Zheng Kaixuan.

Zheng Kaixuan continued his journey despite the heavy snow and wind.

"Tell the brothers behind us to speed up! Quick!"

Then he looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

"Captain, brothers, don't be afraid, I'm here with the brothers of the Sharp Knife Regiment! Old devil Sakata, your doom has come!"