The War of Resistance Against Japan: Special Operations Battalion Traverses Shanghai and Slaughters

Seeing Li Yunlong's serious expression, Long Fei secretly found it amusing.

"I will definitely meet with your regimental commander, brigade commander, and division commander, but let me ask you, do you only want to be a battalion commander? Don't you want your troops to grow rapidly?"

Li Yunlong immediately became somewhat agitated: "Of course I want to, but what good are men if we have no guns and no food? Are we supposed to let them go hungry and fight the Japanese with sticks?"

Seeing Li Yunlong's anxious look, Long Fei asked calmly.

"Battalion Commander Li, I'd like to ask, what do you rely on to fight the Japanese?"

Li Yunlong lowered his head and thought seriously: "I think the first thing is to rely on the courage of being invincible and willing to die for one's cause; the second is to rely on flexible strategies and tactics; and the third, of course, is to rely on powerful weapons and equipment and logistical support."

"Well said, Battalion Commander Li, your summary of these three aspects is very accurate, but you didn't put weapons and equipment first."

Li Yunlong continued emphatically, "Talent is the most important thing. Weapons and equipment are only one aspect. The National Revolutionary Army has better equipment and more men than our Eighth Route Army, but that doesn't mean we can't defeat the Japanese."

"Furthermore, Commander Yan has his own arsenal, which can not only manufacture pistols, rifles, submachine guns and machine guns, but also cannons and shells."

"But they still couldn't stop the Japanese devils, and Shanxi still fell."

Seeing that Li Yunlong was speaking logically and persuasively, Long Fei picked up his bowl and took a sip of wine: "Commander Li, please continue."

This made Li Yunlong even more enthusiastic, and he directly stated his theory of "Bright Sword".

"Commander Long, I believe that the reason why our Eighth Route Army is better at fighting the Japanese than the National Army is that we have a stronger fighting will than them."

"It's like a swordsman who encounters the world's greatest swordsman on a narrow path. Even knowing that he will die, he must still draw his sword. Dying by the sword of his opponent is not shameful, but he must never be a coward."

"Our Eighth Route Army possesses this spirit; we must always draw our swords when facing the enemy, without any hesitation."

Although Long Fei and Xie Qiang had seen these words countless times on television and could even recite them by heart.

But hearing it from Li Yunlong's own mouth today still makes people's blood boil.

“Well said, Battalion Commander Li. I know your Third Battalion. Under your leadership, it’s a howling force, like a pack of wolves.”

If it were someone else praising him, Li Yunlong might not be so happy, but when these words came from Long Fei's mouth, he felt they carried a lot of weight.

Everyone knows the impressive record of the Dragon Flame Army, which wiped out two to three hundred thousand Japanese soldiers in just a few months.

It's easy to imagine how formidable their combat power is; as the commander of the Dragon Flame Force, he is naturally even more extraordinary.

"Commander Long, you flatter me. My Third Battalion, I dare not say anything else, but when facing the Japanese, no one will back down, and we will definitely fight to the death with them."

"Okay, I believe you. I'd like to ask, how many troops does your Third Battalion have right now?"

This is a secret to Li Yunlong; he has already quietly expanded his force to over six hundred people.

Of the three battalions in the 772nd Regiment, his third battalion currently has the largest number of troops. Regiment Commander Yi knows this, but the brigade commander and division commander do not.

After glancing at Zhang Dabiao, Li Yunlong finally told the truth.

"Commander Long, I won't lie to you. My Third Battalion currently has more than 600 men, but one company is completely unarmed and still carrying broadswords and red-tasseled spears."

After hearing this, Long Fei didn't say anything, but stood up and spoke.

"Okay, you guys keep drinking, I'm going to the restroom."

After saying that, Long Fei left the room and went to the courtyard outside.

The monk did not follow them into the house; he remained in the courtyard to keep watch.

Upon seeing Long Fei emerge, they immediately went to greet him.

"Legion Commander..."

"Monk, go and keep watch outside the courtyard. Don't let anyone in for now."

"Yes……"

After the monk left, Long Fei quickly mobilized a batch of weapons, equipment, food, and other supplies.

Then Long Fei went back into the house and said to Li Yunlong.

"Battalion Commander Li, since we've had your drink today and this is our first meeting, I've prepared a special gift for you."

"Oh dear, it's just a little sweet potato liquor, why are you being so polite? I can't even invite a distinguished guest like you, why are you giving me a gift?"

Seeing that Li Yunlong was faking his fight, Long Fei decided to tease him.

"Alright, since Battalion Commander Li is being so polite, then I'll give this gift to your regimental commander."

Now Li Yunlong was getting anxious, thinking to himself, "I was just being polite, why did you take it so seriously?"

Besides, there's no reason to take back a gift that's already been given away.

"No, no, no, Commander Long, I was just being polite, why are you still..."

"Hahaha……"

Long Fei and Xie Qiang couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Battalion Commander Li, let's go. The gift is in the yard outside. Go and see if you like it."

Li Yunlong could no longer sit still. He grabbed Zhang Dabiao and rushed out the door.

"My God, so many weapons! What kind of guns are these? I've never seen them before."

Zhang Dabiao was so excited he couldn't speak. He came to the pile of weapons, looking at them from all angles and touching them, unable to stop.

Seeing Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao's overjoyed expressions, Long Fei felt a warm feeling in his heart.

To be able to travel back more than eighty years to the war-torn era, and to be able to do one's best to help one's ancestors fight against the Japanese invaders—what a happy and honorable thing that is!

"Here are weapons, ammunition, and medicine for two thousand people, and enough food supplies to last you for three months."

"Two thousand people, my goodness, I, Old Li, have struck it rich! I've become a landlord and a rich man!"

"Battalion Commander, come and see! There are a lot of machine guns and mortars here."

Upon hearing Zhang Dabiao's exclamation, Li Yunlong immediately ran over.

After being excited for a long time, Li Yunlong suddenly walked up to Long Fei and asked in a low voice.

"Commander Long, could you give me a few cannons? If a few aren't enough, one will do."

Long Fei immediately shook his head and said, "I have cannons, self-propelled artillery, rocket launchers, and large-caliber howitzers, but I can't give them to you."

"Ah... what are self-propelled artillery, rocket launchers, and large-caliber howitzers? Why can't I have them?"

Li Yunlong instantly transformed into a look of utter despair and hopelessness.

"With just these weapons, you, Battalion Commander Li, would dare to attack Ping'an County. If you were given cannons, wouldn't you be attacking Taiyuan?"

Li Yunlong looked bewildered and said, "What do you mean by attacking Ping'an County and attacking Taiyuan? Commander Long, what do you mean by that? I don't understand."

Long Fei realized he had misspoke and quickly explained.

“Battalion Commander Li, your Eighth Route Army is currently mainly engaged in guerrilla warfare. My artillery is too cumbersome and not conducive to flexible combat.”

"The twenty mortars and two thousand rounds of ammunition I'm giving you are enough for you."

Li Yunlong thought about it and agreed, so he stopped insisting.

Then, Long Fei introduced them one by one.

"These are one thousand American M1 Garand semi-automatic rifles and two million rounds of ammunition. This rifle can be loaded with eight rounds at a time for continuous fire, unlike the Japanese Type 38 rifle, which requires pulling the bolt every time it is fired."

"These are five hundred American M1A1 Thompson submachine guns, with five hundred thousand rounds of ammunition. These are fifty German MG42 machine guns, with two hundred thousand rounds of ammunition."

"These are twenty mortars and two thousand shells, and ten thousand American-made hand grenades."

"With these weapons, you, Battalion Commander Li, will soon become Regiment Commander Li. Also, don't worry, I'll send my soldiers to teach you how to use them in a bit."

Li Yunlong looked at Long Fei, his eyes already glistening with tears of emotion.

"Hahaha... Commander Long, thank you, thank you, I, Old Li, am rich."