Vanguards of the War of Resistance! Let's travel back in time together, classmates!

Chapter Forty-Six: The Fierce Female Bandit

The group immediately took action and exchanged another 20,000 bullets for Min Wenqian.

Shangguan Yun led the remaining thirty or so men, with Brother Ban's guard squad leading the way. Armed with two light machine guns and a Thompson submachine gun, they sped towards the north gate of the mountain stronghold and charged into battle.

"Ding-dong... Congratulations, host, you have accumulated enough merit points to be promoted to Captain/Company Commander..."

The host currently has 112 merit points and 128 merit values. The host's attributes have been improved, with speed reaching 40 meters per second, bravery 100, leadership 80, wisdom 80, and internal affairs 80.

Once the radar reaches a range of 50 kilometers, you will gain 10 points of free attribute, an upgrade gift pack, and one chance to win a prize.

The special attribute energy shield lasts for 4 hours per day or 40 times.

The special skill "Lingbo Weibu" increases the user's speed by 5 times for 10 minutes, with a one-hour cooldown.

The exchange system has been upgraded, and a new recycling function has been added. Please explore it on your own. A random mission, "Defend the Stronghold," has been issued, with rewards including 10 merit points, 20 boxes of grenades, 5 rounds of ammunition, and two 70mm mortars...

"Don't report it yet. Damn it, give me a reinforcement card. Reinforcements are arriving near the south gate of the stronghold..."

“Master needs to explain to you that this reinforcement is a real force. It was implanted with memories and appeared at the location you need by chance. There is a certain chance of subduing it. Do you need to use it immediately…” Hong Ling jumped out and reminded him.

"Yes, use it immediately..."

"Ding-dong... Reinforcement card successfully tested... Reinforcements are approaching the scene and will arrive in about 10 minutes."

At this time, Songjia Village was in complete chaos. The village only had one and a half platoons of regular soldiers, another logistics platoon, and the rest were the women's medical team and the cooking squad.

The current situation is that men, women, young and old are all involved. It is also thanks to Shangguan Yun's previous arrangements that the mountain stronghold has been well-defended and its firepower has been greatly improved, which has allowed it to hold out until now.

The fighting to the north was not intense. The bandits on Camel Peak had weak firepower; about twenty men shared a light machine gun that the Japanese had phased out, and their rifles were half Type 38 rifles and half miscellaneous guns.

After attacking for half a day and losing several men, they still couldn't get close to the gate. They were just facing off against the defenders, waiting for the battle to end and for reinforcements to arrive.

Seeing this, the fourth platoon leader, Gao Wei, decisively sent the logistics platoon to the south gate to support Zhang Zhenfei's third platoon, because the fighting there was truly fierce.

There was a small squad of Japanese soldiers at the south gate, plus a small squad of puppet troops, totaling more than a hundred men. They had five or six light machine guns and two grenade launchers, making them heavily armed. If it weren't for the fact that the stockade walls were entirely made of bluestone, the Japanese would have blown a hole in them long ago.

Zhang Zhenfei received reinforcements from the north, but they only had about forty men, making defense extremely difficult.

At this moment, the previously unsung female medical team rushed forward. Led by Sister Zhu, Song Xiaoyun and about ten other women from the village, besides caring for the wounded, all the rest threw themselves into the battle.

They saw Sister Zhu's eyebrows raised, her almond eyes wide open, and her eyes bloodshot. Lu Zhao and the others followed Sister Zhu as they rushed up the shooting corridor.

The wall is two and a half meters high, and the shooting platform is about one and a half meters high. It has crenellations built on top, like the crenellations on the Great Wall, so that people can stand on it and shoot while looking down.

Several men grabbed pistols and fired them from both sides, grenades flying everywhere, blood splattering all over their faces, but they didn't even blink.

Song Xiaoyun turned her grief into strength, unleashing her fury like Browning. She truly proved that women are just as capable as men, earning the admiration of the soldiers in the third platoon. Each of them became more spirited and fought with increasing courage.

Teacher Yang organized a group of teenagers to transport supplies. Later, Sister Zhu was inspired and invented a powerful weapon that made up for the lack of long-range firepower.

First, the group placed a large millstone with a hole in the middle on a horse-drawn carriage. Then, they tied several large bamboo strips together and inserted them into the hole in the millstone. A small bamboo basket was tied to the end of each bamboo strip, and a rope was tied to it.

Pull down the bamboo strip, release the safety of a grenade, and let loose the rope. "Whoosh..." the grenade flies dozens of meters, much farther than a person could throw it.

Moreover, this vehicle is mobile and easy to adjust its direction. It has powerful firepower, even more so than a grenade launcher, and caused great trouble for the enemy for a time.

Shangguan Yun is currently on his way back. The news of the system upgrade has excited him. He is not worried about the battle at the South Gate because he used the reinforcement card and the siege will be resolved soon.

His only concern was the safety of a few people he cared about. If Sister Zhu and Song Xiaoyun were to get into trouble, it would be meaningless for him to kill all the Japanese soldiers. So he quickened his pace.

Now he finally understands that as long as the team he leads kills the enemy, he can get merit points, including reinforcements from the reinforcement card, and killing Japanese soldiers or puppet army leaders will earn him even more merit points.

The battle at the South Gate had reached a fever pitch. Everyone was fighting with bloodshot eyes. The Japanese soldiers were furious because they couldn't break through the gate after a long siege, while the defending soldiers' hatred for the enemy had turned into anger.

But despite their anger, the battle was going against them. They ran out of grenades, so Sister Zhu and the others threw stones. They were also running out of bullets, and casualties began to appear. The soldiers fixed bayonets and prepared to fight the enemy to the death.

The villagers brought out their broadswords and spears from the cave, and the elderly men hid behind them, ready to rush out and die with the Japanese soldiers. The atmosphere of grief grew heavier, and everyone gritted their teeth, staring intently at the village gate.

Sister Zhu had run out of bullets, and her nose tingled with sadness. She turned to look north and said, "Little brother... where are you? I'm afraid I'll never see you again. You must come back and avenge us..." As she spoke, she picked up a stone and threw it over the wall.

An enemy's voice rang out from outside: "Ah... Baka... Who's throwing stones... Oh... They're out of bullets... Attack... Kill the chickens..."

Song Xiaoyun started sobbing, "You bastard Yun-ge...you big bad guy...sob...if you don't come to save me...I'll die right here...sob..."

A pall of gloom descended, while the Japanese soldiers attacked even more fiercely: "Charge! There are so many beautiful girls inside... I see so many beautiful girls... Wahahahaha..."

The Japanese soldiers all rushed forward, drooling; the situation was truly critical.

Suddenly, deafening shouts and gunfire erupted from behind the Japanese troops: "Boom! Bang ...

A force of over a hundred men attacked from behind the Japanese troops, unleashing a barrage of fire from light and heavy machine guns and grenade launchers. Caught off guard and attacked from both sides, the Japanese, exhausted from prolonged fighting, quickly crumbled.