Chapter 271 The devil was beaten up!

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Upon hearing this, Zhang Dabiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted: "Get ready to fight!"

The sound of gun bolts suddenly sounded in the snow-white ground behind him.

The Japanese convoy has not yet appeared at this time, so there is no need to worry about exposure.

Battalion Commander Zhang Da didn't need to make preparations immediately, because the new group had strong firepower and sufficient ammunition.

Once the battle started, the soldiers would first use their firepower advantage to kill a large number of Japanese soldiers, and then go up to harvest the corn.

Times have changed.

Li Yunlong didn't even leave a reserve team. There were cavalry battalions lying in ambush behind the mountains on both sides. If any scattered Japanese escaped, the soldiers of the cavalry battalion would directly urge their horses to collect their heads.

It was also at this place last time that Li Yunlong led a reinforced battalion of 600 people to ambush two Kwantung Army squadrons of about 400 people.

In that battle, the New Regiment suffered 85 casualties, and they were still killing Japanese soldiers in large numbers with submachine guns.

The elite hand-to-hand combat and stabbing skills of the Kwantung Army are not just bragging, they really have two brushes.

Although Li Yunlong was sometimes keen on hand-to-hand combat, with the abundance of weapons and ammunition nowadays, Li Yunlong would never risk the lives of soldiers to fight against the Kwantung Army.

The gain outweighs the loss.

Leader Li would never make a loss-making transaction.

Not long after, the sound of the Japanese truck motor rang in the ears of Li Yunlong and the commanders and fighters of the new regiment.

As time went by, the sound of the truck's motor became louder and louder, and the sounds were connected together, indicating that there were many trucks coming.

A Japanese truck drove over from the direction of Yangquan, with two crooked-handled light machine guns mounted on the driver's cab of the first truck, and the carriage was filled with Japanese soldiers loaded with live ammunition.

These Japanese soldiers wore heavy winter coats.

Seeing this, Commander Li looked slightly happy, it turned out to be the ruthless Kwantung Army.

Since the Northeast is colder than Shanxi in winter, the winter cotton-padded clothes of the Japanese Kwantung Army are different from those of the Japanese soldiers in Shanxi.

The Japs in Shanxi mostly wore yellow woolen coats, and in addition to the yellow woolen coats, the Kwantung Army also had a wool collar, fur lining, winter leggings, heavy olive green cotton wool lining, and green wool gloves.

The whole body was wrapped tightly.

The Japanese soldiers Li Yunlong led his troops to kill here last year were dressed like this.

The Japanese trucks drove very slowly and formed a long queue on the road. There were at least 50 trucks.

The carriages of some trucks were not loaded with goods, but were filled with Japanese soldiers.

Some truck compartments were loaded with cargo, with a small number of Japanese soldiers sitting on the cargo.

As the truck swayed forward, the Japanese in the truck were drinking and making strange noises. Some even began to sing their Kwantung Army military song.

Seeing this scene, Captain Li sneered. These Japs were still in the mood to drink and sing. They really didn't know how to write the word "death".

But at this moment, an unexpected emergency occurred.

From the mountains three to four hundred meters behind Li Yunlong and the others, a half-sized wild boar suddenly rushed in.

This wild boar was looking for food in the basin, sniffing here and there.

"Wild boar!"

"Look, everyone, there's a wild boar over there!"

The Japs on the truck soon discovered the wild boar. The Japs on the truck were shouting loudly and looking excited.

Immediately, a Japanese soldier picked up his 38 rifle, pulled the bolt and pushed the bullet into the chamber, put the butt of the gun on his shoulder and aimed at the wild boar.

Gou Ba!

The shot missed and the bullet landed one meter away from the wild boar, causing a cloud of snowflakes to bounce off it.

The gunfire not only alarmed the wild boar, but the Japanese was also laughed at by his companions. The unconvinced Japanese raised their guns and shot again.

This sudden situation startled the soldiers who were ambushing on both sides.

When the Japs opened fire, Li Yunlong thought the Japs had discovered an ambush, but within a second he calmed down. This would never be the case if the Japs discovered an ambush.

At this time, only half of the Japanese convoy came in, not all of them entered the ambush circle, and it was not yet the best time to open fire.

However, without the regimental commander's order to fire, the soldiers lay on the spot like a cold stone, and did not fire even if the Japanese picked up their machine guns and fired.

Those who can enter the main camp are all elites who have participated in major battles and have seen big scenes. There is no situation like the new recruits who get nervous and shake their hands when they hear gunshots, causing their guns to go off.

If the ambush is exposed in advance because the gun fires, the effect will definitely be greatly reduced, which will not only increase the casualties of the troops, but may also make it impossible to completely annihilate the Japanese.

The Jap in the car continued to fire, but he fired three shots without hitting the wild boar.

The wild boar was scurrying around in the snow.

A Japs in another truck also pushed a bullet into the chamber, aimed the gun, and then quickly pulled the trigger.

Gou Ba!

The wild boar fell to the ground at the sound of the gunshot.

A distance of more than 400 meters, and a moving target, killing him with one shot is enough to show that this Japanese is a sharpshooter.

Seeing that the pig's head was being robbed, the Japanese who fired first couldn't help but cursed at the car behind, and the Japanese in the car behind began to taunt.

The Japs in the two trucks immediately started yelling at each other, and the Japs in the other trucks were also yelling and hooting loudly.

The scene was a little lively for a while.

Seeing this scene, Li Yunlong was ready to add fuel to the fire to make the Japanese more lively.

When all the Japanese trucks entered the ambush circle, Li Yunlong raised his pistol, aimed at a Japanese soldier on the truck, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Snapped!

At the same time as the gunshots were fired, a Japanese soldier fell down from his car.

"Fire!" Zhang Dabiao shouted suddenly, causing Li Yunlong's ears to buzz.

Countless snowflakes waved in the snow, and the soldiers jumped up from the snow in an instant, and rows of black holes appeared.

Before the Japs could react to what was going on, the soldiers had already aimed at the Japs and pulled the triggers.

Da da da…

Intense gunshots filled the entire basin in an instant.

Boom, boom, boom...

At the same time, the soldier responsible for pulling the string at the fifty-meter position pulled the pre-planted mine.

With the deafening rapid explosions, six or seven Japanese trucks were blown to pieces. The fragments of the cars and the broken limbs of the Kwantung Army fell from the sky.

In the middle of the night, engineers from each battalion dug holes on the road and buried more than a dozen large land mines.

This is the feast that Second Battalion Commander Zheng Yu suggested to prepare for the Japanese.

Each large land mine is composed of an explosive package and more than twenty large lumps, which is absolutely large in quantity.

Although some mines were among the Japanese trucks, the powerful air waves and shock waves carried shrapnel and killed many Japanese who had just jumped out of the truck.

Soon, the lead and rear vehicles of the Japs were killed by bazooka rockets. Coupled with the large land mines blooming in the middle, the entire Japs convoy suddenly stopped on the road.

"Baga, who dares to ambush the Kwantung Army here?"

"Do you think your life is too long?"

Takenaka Kono, who was in charge of leading the team, opened the door and jumped out of the truck, holding a tortoise box and shouting angrily.

Among the Japanese army, the Kwantung Army has the strongest combat effectiveness and the best equipment. It is known as the "Flower of the Imperial Army".

At its peak, the Kwantung Army consisted of 31 infantry divisions, 11 infantry and tank brigades, 1 death squad brigade and 2 aviation corps, totaling approximately 1.2 million people.

"Captain, the one who ambushed us seems to be Tubalu." A Japanese soldier responded in a low voice.

Although Balu was wearing a cloak, the white cloak could not cover his whole body after all, and the gray coat underneath was clearly visible to the Japanese.

"Tuba Road?" Takeo Kono suddenly became furious, as if he had been greatly insulted.

Because of its powerful combat effectiveness and first-class equipment, the Kwantung Army did not take any other armies in Asia seriously.

Not to mention that the Eighth Route Army, which has always been poorly equipped and short of ammunition, dared to ambush the Kwantung Army even if they didn't even have enough to eat. It was simply looking for death!

"Baga, fight back immediately!"

Takeo Kono immediately did not ask for help or break out, but carried out a counterattack.

The Kwantung Army, which was dominating the Northeast, had no idea that the Japanese troops in Shanxi were pinned to the ground and rubbed by the Eighth Route Army in the second half of the year.

They all thought that the Eighth Route Army was composed of a group of peasant beggars and had little combat effectiveness, as advertised by their superiors.

What's more, Kono Takeo didn't know that they were facing the most powerful ace unit in the Eighth Route Army.

Kono Takeo lost his judgment in anger.

If Takeo Kono had been calmer, he would have heard from the sound of gunfire that this evil situation was not simple.

The well-trained elites of the Kwantung Army reacted quickly to the sudden ambush, screaming and jumping out of the car one after another, and then fired back with guns raised.

However, the firepower of the Kwantung Army is not at the same level as the firepower of the New Regiment.

One battalion alone has 64 light machine guns, 64 submachine guns, 64 bazookas, and all semi-automatic rifles.

In just one exchange of fire, the Japs' firepower was suppressed. The Japs fell one after another under the powerful firepower and were beaten to the other side of the truck.

The Kwantung Army soldiers either lay behind the tires or under the ridge beside the road and exchanged fire with the first battalion. Some of the soldiers began to use grenade launchers to fight back.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the Second Battalion, which was ambushing on the other side of the road, immediately opened its bunker.

At this time, the Japanese were shooting at the First Battalion, and all their attention was not on the rear.

So when the Second Battalion suddenly appeared out of the snow, most of the Japs didn't notice it at all, and only a few very vigilant Japs did.

But these few Japanese soldiers could not hide all the Japanese soldiers at once, because the rows of black guns were already pointed at the Japanese soldiers.

"Fire!" Under Zheng Yu's order, the soldiers opened fire fiercely at the Japanese's chrysanthemums.

A dense rain of bullets swept past, and countless Japanese were shot in the back, and blood mist continued to splash.

The Japanese did not expect to ambush the Eighth Route Army in the snow, and were greatly surprised by the powerful firepower of the Eighth Route Army.

Several rockets came and hit the Japanese truck. Amidst the violent explosions and clouds of smoke, the Japanese truck turned into a ball of fire, killing and wounding all the nearby Japanese soldiers.

What the Japanese never expected was that there was an ambush on the other side of the road, and the Eighth Route Army would suddenly appear at a critical moment and deal a fatal blow to the Kwantung Army.

Mortars on nearby hills began to operate, and dense mortar shells fell on the road.

The second battalion's wave of shooting from behind directly caused most of the Japanese casualties. Bazookas and mortars worked together, and the fierce firepower stunned the well-trained elites of the Kwantung Army.

"Baga!" Takeo Kono finally calmed down, his expression showed shock and fear.

With such ferocious firepower, such sophisticated equipment, and such abundant ammunition, is this called Tubal Road?

You call this a beggar army?

If this is the beggar army, then what is the Imperial Army, and what is the Kwantung Army, the flower of the Imperial Army?

The damn propaganda department actually misled the imperial soldiers. Those propaganda soldiers should all have a disembowelment to apologize.

Takeo Kono lost his nerve at this time, picked up the radio communication machine next to the killed communication soldier, took the receiver and microphone and started shaking people.


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