Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 491 Want to surrender? Have you asked me, Zhang Dabiao?

"Captain, there's news from the Second Battalion Commander that the fish has taken the bait!"

The communicator brought the latest news from the Second Battalion.

Now, no matter what the communication level of other Eighth Route Army troops is, at least the independent regiment’s radio station has been distributed to the battalion level.

Upon hearing the news, Li Yunlong slapped his thigh with joy: "Damn it, Zhang Dabiao!"

"To!"

"Don't play with the Japs anymore. I'll give you one hour. If you don't clear out all the Japs in the encirclement, I'll fire you!"

Li Yunlong said in a decisive tone.

"Yes, leader!"

After receiving the order, Zhang Dabiao threw his hat to the ground. It was obvious that Zhang Dabiao had entered an extremely excited state at this time and was bloodthirsty.

Zhang Dabiao roared, "Within three minutes, use up all the shells you brought this time. Anyone who doesn't use up all the shells, I'll put them in solitary confinement when I get back!"

Zhang Dabiao, who had entered the red temperature state, was extremely excited. At this moment, he had only one idea in his mind, which was to quickly complete the cleaning work of all the Japanese devils in the valley below.

As more than a hundred 107mm rocket launchers covered an entire regiment of the Japanese invaders, they felt pressure like never before.

The Japanese regiment commander originally thought that he could hold out for another hour or two at most before reinforcements could arrive, and the independent regiment that had just surrounded them obviously ran out of ammunition and therefore did not launch further attacks, but now the situation seemed to be a little off.

More than a hundred rocket launchers.

For the Japanese soldiers of the 3rd Independent Mixed Brigade, who had never fought with the independent regiment, this level of firepower was completely unimaginable.

The Japanese Third Independent Mixed Brigade had two regiments, one inside the encirclement and the other outside. Although their situations were different, they were both subjected to the same bombing.

I'm also a Japanese soldier in the same trench, sharing the same cold and heat!

For the Japanese who are in desperate situations, the most painful thing is to give them hope and then extinguish it with your own hands.

At this time, these devils who were surrounded had this idea.

Faced with such a violent attack, they were already somewhat desperate. Why were the independent regiment's artillery shells being thrown away as if they were free? Didn't they have endless artillery shells?

Three minutes of bombing had completely destroyed the devils' will to resist.

They had no doubt that if they did not surrender, they would probably continue to bomb to the end.

Finally, when these devils were about to collapse, the artillery fire finally stopped.

The string that the Japanese captain had been holding tight on finally relaxed, but the sound that made his scalp tingle immediately rang out again.

The charge has sounded!

The sound of the horn, which had the power to pierce gold and split rocks, echoed throughout the entire valley, making all the Japanese soldiers' scalps explode.

It was the first time for all the Japanese soldiers present to fight against the Independent Regiment, but it was not the first time for them to fight against the Eighth Route Army. They were very familiar with the sound of the charge.

This bugle call seemed to have a kind of magical power. When it sounded, all the Eighth Route Army soldiers would instantly charge into a state. No matter whether there were Japanese machine guns or artillery in front of them, these iron-clad soldiers would move forward bravely and never turn back!

The Japanese regiment commander looked at the soldiers of the independent regiment in gray uniforms who were rushing in like a tide, and the string that had been stretched tight by him finally broke.

It understood one thing: even if there were reinforcements today, even if Taiyuan sent out a large number of locust troops to rescue, as long as the soldiers of the independent regiment in front of it wanted to die, then it would definitely not survive today.

The Japanese regiment commander trembled and dropped the saber in his hand, which was regarded as the honor of the Locust Army. He made a decision that went against the Locust Army and decided to surrender to the Independent Regiment.

The Japanese captain raised his white-gloved hands tremblingly. Due to the chaotic situation on the battlefield and the sounds of explosions, he moved very slowly, fearing that he would be hit by stray bullets.

After the charge sounded, Zhang Dabiao led a battalion of soldiers to charge forward. He was almost at the forefront of the battle, so he was the first to see the actions of the Japanese regiment commander.

what?

You really want to surrender?

Have you asked me, Zhang Dabiao?

So, before the Japanese captain raised his hands above his shoulders, Zhang Dabiao pulled the Type 56 submachine gun in his hand and quickly pointed the muzzle at the Japanese captain.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Dabiao fired all the remaining half a magazine of bullets in his hand, almost all of which hit the Japanese regiment commander, causing a cloud of blood mist to explode on the spot.

Faced with the independent regiment's dense firepower, these Japanese soldiers had almost no ability to fight back, and with the death of the regiment commander, the Japanese soldiers were instantly leaderless.

Although the Japanese had good tactical skills and could maintain the combat effectiveness of small units, they were almost unable to organize a large-scale attack in such a large-scale operation.

When Zhang Dabiao led the team to charge forward, Li Yunlong also wanted to follow, but he found that he could not keep up with the pace of these guys at all. If he rushed forward now, he would probably not even be able to drink a sip of soup.

So he raised his watch to time Zhang Dabiao. If Zhang Dabiao failed to complete the combat mission assigned to him on time, he would come back and make things difficult for him. It was because this bastard ran so fast and didn't even help him when he charged.

As time went on, the sound of gunfire on the battlefield became increasingly sparse, and finally, apart from sporadic bursts of gunfire, there was no more sound of combat gunfire.

Li Yunlong put down his watch helplessly, because less than forty minutes had passed since he gave the order, and he had no way of making things difficult for Zhang Dabiao.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Dabiao came to Li Yunlong with a Type 56 submachine gun that had run out of bullets. He said, "Report to the regiment commander. The first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao has completed the combat mission according to your instructions. We have completed the elimination of the Japanese and no prisoners have been taken. Please give us your instructions."

Li Yunlong snorted coldly: "No prisoners? You know that Old Yu will come to Yukou Coal Mine for inspection soon, so you dare not take any prisoners?"

Zhang Dabiao chuckled and did not answer directly.

Li Yunlong glanced at the Type 56 submachine gun in Zhang Dabiao's hand, then looked at the plowed valley, and said helplessly: "It's all Old Yu's fault. It's too easy to fight the Japanese now. First bomb them, then use the Type 56 submachine gun to sweep them.

There is no challenge at all.”

After a pause, Li Yunlong laughed again and said, "But it's good this way. We can get rid of these devils as soon as possible and bring peace to the world."