"Baga, fire immediately!"
Kuroshima Morita shook off the dirt and gravel on his body and waved the command knife in his hand regardless.
The flag-ordering soldier immediately put down the flag in his hand, and with a muffled sound of "boom-boom-boom", eight 90mm shells rushed out of the barrel and hit the machine gun position on the 8th Route.
Kuroshima Morita was hit so hard that he lost his mind, but Tsuneo Suzuki still kept his head clear.
When I saw a mortar shell falling, I immediately secretly thought that something was wrong. There were actually mortars on the Eighth Route Army. This single shell was a test firing. It was to provide reference for shooting Zhu Yuan's revision before the official bombardment. Although this
The test launch landed next to Colonel Kuroshima, but the target of the eighth-line mortar was probably our own mortar position.
Ten seconds later, the scream of mortar shells blazing through the air sounded overhead, and the Japanese artillerymen were all stunned.
A moment later, swarms of mortar shells arrived as expected.
The mortar shells from the Eighth Route Army fell on the mortar position of the Black Island Regiment, and the continuous roar spread wantonly, shrouding the entire mortar position in gunpowder smoke.
After a test shot came up, artillery fire washed the ground immediately.
An artillery shell just landed on the ammunition box, and the mortar shell in the ammunition box exploded, followed by a series of explosions.
One of the mortar shells hit the shell box containing poison gas bombs. With a loud explosion, the poison gas dispersed, and several Japanese soldiers were hit on the spot.
For a time, the Japanese artillery position was blown up and people were knocked upside down.
"Captain, leave quickly!" Seeing that the artillery position was finished, Suzuki Tsuneo shouted quickly.
"Retreat!" Kuroshima Morita glanced at the hillside unwillingly, turned his horse's head and ran away.
Japanese artillery pieces continued to be knocked to the ground by shells. After receiving the order to retreat, Masao Yano glanced at the eight mortars with pain, and two of them had been knocked to the ground.
"Blow up the cannon!"
"Haaaagu!"
It also takes time to dismantle the mortars. A few of them may be retained when dismantling them under artillery fire, but now that the poison gas bombs have dispersed, there is no time to dismantle them.
Based on the principle that we would rather blow them up than leave them to the Eighth Route Army, we can only blow them all up.
Several Japanese soldiers braved artillery fire, rushed into the gas bombs, and risked their lives to blow up all the mortars.
The Japanese who rushed in never came out again.
Another wave of Japs were killed by mortars. After receiving the order, the remaining 250 or so Japs turned around and rode away, ignoring even the scattered horses and soldiers.
Li Yunlong watched the Japanese cavalry disappear from sight through the telescope, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Then he moved the telescope in the direction of the scattered military horses, and the curve of the corner of his mouth became a little higher.
The Japs left at least 200 army horses, haha, make a fortune.
Li Yunlong put down his telescope and said, "Give me the order. The cavalry battalion will immediately pursue the enemy cavalry, and the machine gun battalion will immediately clean up the battlefield."
"Clean the battlefield!" Zhang Dabiao shouted loudly after receiving the order.
Immediately afterwards, the soldiers attached bayonets to their rifles and poured out from behind the machine gun positions with bayonets in hand.
Go to the corpse of the Japanese and inflict a stab on the vital part first, regardless of whether he is dead or alive.
The cavalry battalion resting behind had long since recovered its strength. After receiving Li Yunlong's order, they immediately dispatched and chased the Japanese cavalry brandishing rifles and sabers.
Looking at the cavalrymen swept by a gust of wind and the corpses of Japanese soldiers on the ground, Zhao Gang could not suppress the joy on his face.
"I can't believe it."
"The Black Island Regiment is known as the elite Japanese cavalry, and its equipment and training are top-notch."
"But in less than twenty minutes, we wiped out more than 700 people."
"Why do I feel like I'm dreaming? Lao Li, am I not dreaming?"
Zhao Gang still feels unbelievable because this battle was so easy, so easy that he couldn't believe it.
Li Yunlong laughed and said, "My great political commissar, this is not a dream, it is true. Our new regiment has really eaten up the main force of the Black Island Cavalry Regiment."
"Although the remaining Japanese cavalry have escaped, I have made arrangements a long time ago. I, Li Yunlong, will decide on the old Japanese soldier Kuroshima Morita's head."
Zhao Gang asked, "How to deal with so much horse meat? The horse meat of nearly 500 military horses will not be lucky to go back."
"Damn it, blame me for not considering this issue." Li Yunlong frowned slightly and thought for a moment, "It seems that the only option is to ask for support from the division headquarters."
"Signal Corps!"
"Yes!" A communications soldier ran over and gave a military salute, "Regiment commander, political commissar!"
Li Yunlong: "Old Zhao, you immediately write a letter to the communications corps to send to the division headquarters and request the division commander for support from the division transportation team. We need at least 500 mule carts."
"Okay!" Zhao Gang immediately took out the paper and pen and started writing.
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Kuroshima Morita and the remaining troops rode wildly for more than ten minutes before slowing down and resting for a while at Dawanggou.
"Are the Eighth Route Cavalry coming?" Kuroshima Morita asked Suzuki Tsuneo.
Suzuki Tsuneo glanced behind him and said, "Captain, the Eighth Route Cavalry doesn't seem to be chasing us."
Originally, the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army was only two kilometers away from the Japanese cavalry, and they waited for the Japanese cavalry to run for a while before starting to chase. So now, the Eighth Route Army cavalry is still about 3 kilometers away from the Japanese. The Japanese cannot stand at the commanding heights and look through binoculars.
The Eighth Route Cavalry could not be seen.
Kuroshima Morita breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the cavalry behind him. Their expressions seemed to be getting more and more dissatisfied with him.
Kuroshima Morita was quite cowardly when he thought about it. The Kuroshima Cavalry Regiment was well-trained and well-equipped, and could have secured victory.
But after one battle, the elite main force of the Black Island Cavalry Regiment was lost, and all four squadrons of cavalry were killed.
Thinking of this, Kuroshima Morita trembled with pain. These elite cavalry were his capital to gain a foothold in the army.
With so many elite cavalrymen killed in battle, there is a high probability that they will be sent to a military court, and there is also a high possibility of committing seppuku.
But Kuroshima Morita thought that he still had the status of a member of the royal family, maybe he could avoid death...
But from a different perspective, Li Yunlong spent so much effort this time, prepared so many machine guns, and even allowed himself to escape, so his skills were not very good.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Thinking of this, Kuroshima Morita couldn't help laughing.
Suzuki Tsuneo and Yano Masao next to them were stunned.
"Why is the captain laughing?" Tsuneo Suzuki asked in surprise.
Even the cavalrymen behind him looked at Kuroshima Morita. After such a defeat, the captain still had the nerve to laugh?
Kuroshima Morita said with a somewhat proud expression.
"Li Yunlong was well prepared and did not hesitate to sacrifice all the assets of the Eighth Route Army. He only defeated our Black Island Alliance."
"There's no way you can eat all of me."
"In my opinion, Li Yunlong is nothing more than that, even stupid!"
Suzuki Tsuneo and Yano Masao's faces darkened. If Li Yunlong is stupid, then who are we who were defeated by Li Yunlong's troops?
"Captain, how do you say this?" Tsuneo Suzuki asked.
"Look at the terrain here." Kuroshima Morita was riding on horseback and pointed to both sides of the road.
There are raised earth slopes on both sides of the road, and the road passes through the bottom of the ditch. The road here is covered with many small, round stones, which are obviously washed here by rain.
"The terrain here seems to be more dangerous." Tsuneo Suzuki said in confusion. Apart from this, he couldn't see any reason.
Kuroshima Morita snorted coldly, "Yes, the terrain here is very dangerous, that's why I said Li Yunlong was very stupid. He used all those machine guns to deal with my main cavalry force. It was a waste. If I were Li Yunlong,
We only need to use 50 machine guns to deal with the cavalry. We only need to place the remaining 50 machine guns on both sides of here, and we will definitely be able to eliminate us here. Then we can take advantage of the empty county seat to seize the county seat. This shows that Li Yunlong
More than enough defense, not enough offense!"
"The reconnaissance cavalry had already conducted reconnaissance when we came here. There is indeed no Eighth Route Army ambush here. From this point of view, Li Yunlong seems to be nothing more than that." Suzuki Tsuneo said with deep understanding.
"Yes, I didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army would be willing to use so many machine guns in this battle, and they were even equipped with excellent gas masks. Otherwise, I would never have been defeated by Li Yunlong..."
Before Kuroshima Morita could finish speaking, gunshots like exploding beans suddenly sounded in his ears.
Ta da da, da da, da da da...
Kuroshima Morita turned around and saw that at some point, a large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers appeared on the slopes on both sides, and their firepower seemed to be very fierce.
Grenades with wooden handles fell continuously.
In an instant.
Boom boom boom...
Black smoke erupted in the trench along with explosive fireballs, and grenades were fired almost simultaneously with 50 submachine guns and 20 light machine guns.
The Japanese cavalry fell down in pieces in an instant, and they fell into a mess with their backs on their backs.
It was Second Battalion Commander Zheng Yu who ordered the firing. He and his Second Battalion had been waiting here for a long time.
The order he received was to kill as many Japanese cavalry as possible, and kill as many as he could. If any escaped, there was no need to pursue them.
The Japanese cavalry was slowly passing through the bottom of the ditch, which was exactly what Zheng Yu wanted. If the Japanese cavalry were passing quickly, they would not have such a good killing effect.
The firepower network composed of 50 submachine guns and 20 light machine guns is undoubtedly terrifying.
The Japanese cavalry were caught off guard and had no power to parry.
The Japanese cavalryman who was shot twitched and fell down as if he had been electrocuted.
At such a close distance, the soldiers almost all shot at the Japanese on horseback, deliberately not hitting the horses. Although some horses were accidentally killed, they were not as many as in Yelangyu.
"Protect the captain to retreat!" As soon as Yano Masao finished speaking, he was shot and screamed, falling off his horse.
Under the desperate protection of the guards, Kurojima Morita and Suzuki Tsuneo were able to break out of the encirclement.
However, out of the cavalry number that was close to No. 300, less than 100 cavalrymen rushed out.
Before the Japanese could take a breath, the rumble of horse hooves sounded again from behind. Tsuneo Suzuki turned around and saw a large number of Eighth Route Cavalry coming out of Dawanggou.
Suzuki Tsuneo lost his voice and said, "Captain, the Eighth Route Cavalry is chasing us!"
"Nani?" Kuroshima Morita's expression changed, he looked back and gritted his teeth, "Bagaya Road, quickly retreat to the county seat, quickly!"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
This chapter has been completed!