“Battalion Commander!”
While the soldiers were clearing the battlefield, Liu Hu, the regiment commander of the 812th Regiment, who had received orders to join them, suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yun.
The burly man was full of grievance.
He, who was responsible for mopping up the battlefield with the 812th Regiment, had thought that he could have a good fight, but in the end, he didn't get a single hair on his head.
The Japanese had been completely wiped out at the foot of Niu Jiao Peak, which made him feel somewhat cheated.
He wished he had asked to go into battle earlier and let the 811th Regiment block the way!
“Alright, the task of blocking the road is important, I’m only relieved when you personally lead the team, you’re always with me, do you think you won’t have any fights?
Go, leave one battalion to advance and scout ahead, the rest will help clear the battlefield!”
Seeing Liu Hu’s appearance, Xiao Yun couldn’t help but laugh.
This fierce general, Liu Hu, was eager for battle, this time he was all geared up to fight, yet he couldn’t get into a fight, his heart must have been filled with frustration.
“Yes, Battalion Commander, but next time there’s a mission, you have to think of our 812th Regiment first!”
“Huh?”
Liu Hu looked as if he was afraid that Xiao Yun would go back on his word, but after Xiao Yun glared at him, he wisely shut his mouth and went to arrange for the soldiers to scout ahead and clear the battlefield.
As one of the original members, and with his top-notch command abilities, leading his troops to victory after victory, Xiao Yun’s prestige in the 399th Brigade was unmatched.
Usually, it’s fine to joke around, but once he gets serious, even fierce generals like Liu Hu and Chen Yunfeng have to be on their best behavior.
This is why Li Yunlong, who fears nothing, acted like a mouse meeting a cat when he saw Xiao Yun.
In terms of ability, Liu Hu and Chen Yunfeng were no less skilled than Li Yunlong, and their experience was even greater.
Yet, these two fierce generals were so obedient in front of Xiao Yun, Li Yunlong naturally couldn’t be so arrogant.
Especially Li Yunlong, who often boasted about his experience, couldn’t hold a candle to Liu Hu and Chen Yunfeng.
He did participate in the Huangma Uprising, he did teach the 772nd Regiment’s Cheng Tuanchang how to shoot, and he even joined the army earlier than Ding Wei and Kong Jie.
But Chen Yunfeng had been by Xiao Yun’s side during the Northern Expedition, in terms of experience, he was far behind!
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At the Zai Jiu Ao ambush position, Li Yunlong received the order from the brigade with a look of joy.
“Haha, finally, the old man from the brigade has given the order, I’ve had my eye on those little devils down there for a long time.
Zhang Da Biao, sound the charge, all of the New 1st Regiment, charge at the Japanese devils, I'm going to chop that Japanese Major to pieces!”
“Yes, Regiment Commander!”
“Fix bayonets, prepare to attack!”
Zhang Da Biao, with a smile on his face, gave his hat a yank and slammed it to the ground.
With a resounding charge signal, he led the New 1st Regiment soldiers, roaring, towards the Japanese devils.
“That kid, Li Yunlong, really knows how to lead troops, in a few months, he’s turned the New 1st Regiment into a pack of howling wolves.”
On the other side, Kong Jie looked at the New 1st Regiment soldiers charging down the mountain like a tiger, he couldn't help but utter a word of admiration, and then he also gave the order to charge.
“Sound the charge, Independent Regiment, attack!”
Down the mountain, even though the Independent Regiment and the New 1st Regiment had deliberately slowed down their attack, the remaining 100 Japanese devils were still killed off, leaving only about 40.
If it weren’t for the platoon leader, Watanabe Ichiro, telling them that reinforcements would arrive soon, their morale would have collapsed long ago.
But now, facing the countless New 1st Regiment and Independent Regiment soldiers charging down the mountain, the Japanese devils were feeling a little weak in the knees.
There was no way, there were too many people on the other side, tens of times more than them!
“Order the brave warriors to destroy all the heavy weapons, don’t leave them for these barbarians.
Also, send a telegram to Shuozhou, the Yamamoto Platoon, the Watanabe Platoon, and the Artillery Platoon have encountered a large number of troops from the Eighth Route Army in Zai Jiu Ao, after fighting for several hours, they were all annihilated!”
Watanabe Ichiro’s face was full of determination, he had been brainwashed by militarism, now his eyes were full of fanaticism, he drew his command saber and was ready to make a last stand.
“Damn it, they dare to touch my machine guns and cannons, they are asking for it!”
Li Yunlong, leading his soldiers to charge, saw that a few Japanese devils were trying to sneakily install explosives to destroy the heavy machine guns and infantry guns.
He immediately stuck his saber in the ground, grabbed a machine gun from a soldier next to him, aimed at the Japanese devils, and unleashed a burst of fire, while constantly cursing.
Taking advantage of Li Yunlong’s pause to fire, Zhang Da Biao, who was at the front of the charge, had already reached the Japanese devils and engaged in close combat.
He was from the 29th Army’s saber squad, his white blade skills were top-notch, with a few slashes, he cut down several Japanese devils.
Then, he didn’t care about anything else, he went straight for the leading Japanese Major, Watanabe Ichiro.
He parried the command saber that was chopping towards him with his saber, and with a kick, sent the Japanese Major flying back.
Then, he pressed forward, and with a single strike, chopped off Watanabe Ichiro’s head.
Blood splattered on his face, making him look even more ferocious.
Zhang Da Biao stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, looking like a ferocious ghost, scaring the few Japanese devils who were about to surround him, so they didn't dare to step forward.
They were then surrounded by the New 1st Regiment soldiers who rushed up and were all knocked down.
“Haha, my infantry gun! I’ve struck it rich!”
At this time, Li Yunlong also rushed over, without even bothering to scold Zhang Da Biao for stealing his kill, he was smiling brightly, touching the Type 92 Infantry Gun.