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

The battle on the main battlefield is nearing its end.

The long-range artillery fire of the Third Battalion accurately struck and eliminated most of the Japanese soldiers of the Sakata Regiment. The First Battalion led by Chen Shengli killed countless enemies and was invincible.

Zheng Kaixuan led more than a thousand people from the New 1st Regiment and gradually occupied all the positions of the Sakata Regiment.

The combat effectiveness of the New 1st Regiment is actually not bad. What they lack is actually weapons and ammunition.

Now with the ammunition and weapons provided by Zheng Kaixuan, and with the support of the Triumph optical sight, it is no longer a problem to deal with the Japanese who have been beaten and are fleeing in all directions.

The Sakata Brigade now only has a tent left and a few dozen meters of space around the tent.

The dozen or so remaining Japanese soldiers were shivering around the tent.

"Triumph, leave it to me. Watch me blow that old Japanese bastard Sakata to pieces with one shot."

Wang Chengzhu was extremely excited. He held a shell, stretched out his thumb, closed one eye, and used his thumb positioning method to prepare to fire at the tent.

"Zhu Zi, don't."

Zheng Kaixuan quickly stopped him.

"That old devil Sakata is too hateful. I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I blow him to pieces. I'm going to send the artillery battalion of the sharp knife regiment!"

Zheng Kaixuan grabbed Wang Chengzhu and quickly gave the final bombardment order to the third battalion commander Yang Wanli through the intercom.

"Third Battalion Commander, target the Sakata Regiment Command Post, fire coverage! Saturation strike."

"Yes! Captain! The Third Battalion has arrived."

It's too late, but it's soon.

Several streams of white smoke streaked across the sky, and several sounds of breaking through the air were heard the next moment.

“Swoosh, s ...…”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Before everyone could react, the Sakata Regiment Command Post not far ahead was reduced to ashes!

Smoke filled the air and the huge tent disappeared in an instant.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers inside and outside the tent, including the old Japanese soldier Sakata, were torn to pieces by the fierce artillery fire in an instant.

On the ground, there were more than ten large pits more than half a meter deep.

After this wave of bombardment, there is no more Nobutsu Sakata in the world, and there is no more Sakata Regiment!

"Kaixuan, you, you are such a spendthrift! We used up at least thirty rounds of artillery shells in this last wave. The commander said I was a spendthrift, but now it seems like you're the one who's wasting money..."

Every explosion just now made Wang Chengzhu feel extremely distressed. He felt sorry for the shells.

The soldiers of the New 1st Regiment were used to hard times, and they had to calculate every artillery shell they used. They felt distressed when they saw Zheng Kaixuan fighting so extravagantly.

Zheng Kaixuan chuckled but didn't say much.

He certainly had his reasons for doing so.

In any case, the old Japanese devil Sakata had to be killed by the people of their spearhead regiment.

That's a colonel's shoulder strap, and there should be a lieutenant colonel and several majors in the tent.

If Wang Chengzhu's hand shook and he fired first, all his epaulettes would be ruined.

It doesn't matter if thirty shells are consumed. For the current spearhead regiment, it is just like sprinkling water.

"Well, the battle is over. Commander, please quickly order the brothers of the New 1st Regiment to clean up the battlefield."

Zheng Kaixuan looked at Li Yunlong. Now that the battle was over, the command of the New 1st Regiment would naturally be handed back to Li Yunlong.

Another reason why Zheng Kaixuan said this was to show that he did not intend to take any spoils on the battlefield.

The Sharp Knife Regiment is not rich now, but it is not far off. The New First Regiment is currently short of guns and bullets, and is living a tight life.

They are all family members, and Zheng Kaixuan would never have noticed these spoils, so it would be fine to give them to them.

Li Yunlong was instantly moved. Zheng Kaixuan's behavior was so generous that Li Yunlong admired him very much.

You know, if the Sharp Knife Regiment had not come to the rescue in time, even if the New 1st Regiment could break out, it would have suffered heavy casualties, and it is unknown how many more people would have died.

But Zheng Kaixuan took friendship into consideration and didn't want anything.

He held Zheng Kaixuan's hand tightly.

"Brother Kaixuan, I, Li Yunlong, thank you on behalf of all the brothers in the New First Regiment!"

As he spoke, Li Yunlong stood up straight and saluted Zheng Kaixuan seriously.

"Thank you, Captain Zheng! Thank you to all the brothers of the Sharp Knife Regiment. Everyone in the New First Regiment salutes!"

Zhang Dabiao led all the soldiers of the new regiment, and they all saluted Zheng Kaixuan respectfully.

Zheng Kaixuan, along with Chen Shengli and the soldiers from the first battalion behind him, also quickly raised their hands to return the salute.

"Also, Kaixuan, from now on, you can't call me captain anymore."

Li Yunlong patted Zheng Kaixuan's shoulder and smiled.

"Here, Commander, I am a soldier you once led, and you will always be my commander."

Li Yunlong waved his hand.

"Kaixuan, you can't say that. Just keep me in your heart. You are now the leader of the Sharp Knife Regiment, with an entire group of brothers under your command. If you keep calling me leader, then I can only call you Leader Zheng when I see you. Wouldn't that make us seem distant..."

"Can……"

"Okay, stop being so fussy. It's just a nickname for his mother. There are no outsiders between us brothers. From now on, just call me Lao Li."

Zheng Kaixuan nodded.

"I understand, Lao Li."

"Hahahaha! You sound really fucking fluent..."

In the midst of the wind and snow, the two looked at each other and laughed.

"Da Biao, hurry up and find some anti-inflammatory medicine to bandage the wounded."

"Yes!"

Zhang Dabiao turned around and took a team to search for medicine on the battlefield.

Medicines are in short supply, and the New Group has very few of them.

In this battle, many soldiers of the New 1st Regiment were injured in the early stage and urgently needed some antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs.

If the wound is not disinfected in time, it will easily cause ulceration, inflammation and infection, which can have serious consequences, ranging from amputation to death.

So the first order Li Yunlong gave was to find medicine first.

In this era, medicines are more precious than gold.

Gold may not always save lives, but medicine can.

Fortunately, the Sakata Regiment was well-off. Zhang Dabiao led hundreds of people to search the battlefield and actually found more than a dozen boxes of medicine. This was a surprise.

The injured soldiers were saved.

"Ugh!"

The snow was still falling. Looking at the busy soldiers coming and going around him, Zheng Kaixuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The clothes worn by many soldiers were not only very worn but also very thin.

In the heavy snow, many people were still wearing cloth shoes. Some soldiers' cloth shoes had big holes worn out, and even their toes were exposed.

Some soldiers' feet were so frozen that they were red and swollen like rotten apples.

Even the hands of the battalion commander Zhang Dabiao were frozen into toad-like shapes.

There were several chapped wounds on the back of his hands caused by frostbite, which was shocking to see.

Some wounded soldiers huddled in a sheltered area on the hillside, holding half a frozen, hard steamed bun in their hands, unable to bite it for a long time.

Some soldiers were holding burnt black and frozen potatoes and gnawing on them hard. They took a small bite of the potato and grabbed a handful of snow to swallow it with difficulty.

It’s so bitter! It’s really too bitter.

Zheng Kaixuan sighed and made a silent decision in his heart.

Originally, he planned to go to Cangyun Ridge to kill the Sakata regiment and then return to Heiyunkou. After all, Heiyunkou was his base camp.

But now, he has changed his mind and he wants to stay here for a while.

From these soldiers, he had already felt how difficult the situation of the New 1st Regiment and other Eighth Route Army soldiers in southeastern Shanxi was.

He wants to change all this!