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Chapter 1287, I am fighting the elites!

Zhang Yong turned his head and looked at Sun Yuanliang.

I feel that the mental state of this famous Scud general is worrying.

It may be that the long and fierce battle has caused the opponent to be extremely mentally exhausted.

My brain was always tense and might not be able to function normally. I even thought that I was here to deal with him.

Looking at the other officers and soldiers of the 88th Division, they are almost in a state of numbness.

No matter what Zhang Yong does, they are just like a bunch of wooden people.

Neither happy nor sad.

No expression.

This is a battle of more than ten days!

The battlefield can torture anyone into a lunatic or a wooden person.

All emotions have been killed.

The 88th Division was the first unit to enter the battle. It attacked Hongkou. It failed. It was counterattacked by the Japanese invaders. Then it guarded Zhabei Railway Station.

This Zhabei Railway Station was the focus of the Japanese invaders' desperate struggle. The Sixth Division was dispatched.

The Sixth Division was the Kumamoto Division. It was one of the divisions with the strongest combat effectiveness against the Japanese invaders. The division leader was the notorious Hisao Tani.

Zhang Yong did not see the Japanese invaders with the naked eye. But the radar map showed that in the northeast, less than 500 meters away, there were a large number of red dots, hidden among the ruins. They might be the size of a squadron.

The battle lines are very close.

Sun Yuanliang's headquarters is only five hundred meters away from the front line.

It seems inappropriate to say that he is a runaway general. At least, he is not yet. His current command is quite satisfactory.

Taking the defeated and exhausted remnants of the 88th Division into a fierce battle with the strongest division of the Japanese invaders, it seems a bit excessive to say that he did anything wrong.

Forget it, let’s see how it performs in the future.

Maybe his talent is his affinity for idiots.

It seems that Gui Yongqing shamelessly came to him. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't drive him away.

Fortunately, there is Sun Liren who seems to be able to fight. Wang Yaowu is also good.

"Someone is coming!"

"arrive!"

"Take Mr. Sun down and have a good rest."

"No, I won't go..."

Sun Yuanliang instinctively refused.

I had no strength to speak. Then I fainted.

Zhang Yong:……

No way?

It's so easy to say, your acting skills are so good?

Later I found out that I had gone astray. Sun Yuanliang was not dizzy but fell asleep.

Suddenly I saw Xie Jinyuan's body swaying. Then he quickly stood upright. Then he rubbed his face hard. Very hard. Very hard.

Understood.

The entire 88th Division was severely sleep deprived.

The long and fierce battle gave them almost no chance to rotate. Their spirits were always high.

Because you don't know where the Japanese invaders will come from or when they will come out.

You have to be on guard at all times.

Don't dare to be careless in the slightest.

Otherwise, you may fall asleep and never have a chance to wake up.

Being beaten to death was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that after waking up, he suddenly found himself a prisoner of the Japanese invaders.

Then...

"Thank you Jinyuan."

"arrive!"

"We are here to take over the defense. All members of your 88th Division will withdraw from their positions. Find a place to rest for twenty-four hours."

"Commissioner..."

Xie Jinyuan was about to speak but stopped.

Logically speaking, he should execute the order immediately.

However, the order from Zhang Yong was indeed very dangerous. He did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Everyone should withdraw from their positions. What if the Japanese invaders attack?

Still have 24 hours of rest?

How is it possible...

"Execute the order."

"yes."

Xie Jinyuan finally agreed to go.

Because at this time, he saw reinforcements arriving in a steady stream.

Although there are not many people, there are more than a thousand people. The key is that their equipment seems to be very sophisticated. There are a lot of submachine guns.

Maybe, this is reinforcements?

The numbers seem to be very confusing. They belong to all kinds of troops.

The committee probably had no troops to mobilize, so they had to scrape together a few people here and there.

They also sent all the inspectors and commissioners of the dignified Military and Political Committee to the front line. This fully shows that there is really no one in the rear. The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

"Ma Chengdong!"

"arrive!"

Zhang Yong called to the commander of the 51st Division Special Operations Battalion.

He is a lieutenant colonel. He is tall and strong. He is half as strong as Ma Dongxi.

Wang Yaowu deployed all his most capable subordinates in the hope that they would perform well under Zhang Yong.

Since the other party expects so much, Zhang Yong definitely cannot treat him badly.

The 51st Division went up first.

Defeat a squadron of Japanese invaders.

Just one squadron. It must be eaten.

What Kumamoto Division!

What bullshit elite!

What I am fighting is the elite!

Huh?

This doesn't seem to be my line...

However, it seems that it can be borrowed and used. Yes, to boost morale. Learn and apply it.

"Assemble the team!"

"yes."

Ma Chengdong quickly gathered his team.

The 51st Division Special Operations Battalion has a total of 400 people. It will not be overstretched.

Zhang Yong transformed into Li Yunlong on the spot.

"What we are facing now is the Kumamoto Division of the Japanese invaders!"

"This Kumamoto Division is known as the most elite division of the Japanese invaders! Their style is fierce and barbaric! They are not afraid of death!"

"What bullshit elites! I'm fighting elites!"

"Now, in the northeast, five hundred meters away from us, there is a squadron of Japanese invaders. About 170 people."

"The enemies are hidden in the ruins. Our mission is to kill them."

"I will personally direct the bombardment to force the Japanese invaders out of the ruins. Then, you will kill them from a distance."

"No need for close combat! Fire from a hundred meters away!"

Zhang Yong's words are concise and to the point.

Then prepare ammunition.

Behind the 88th Division's defense area is the Suzhou River.

Is there a river?

That would be much more convenient.

Arrange delivery directly.

Soon, a mediocre small steamer appeared and delivered a large amount of ammunition.

Not only is it enough to replenish your own troops, but it is also enough to replenish the 88th Division.

The 88th Division does not lack weapons. It just lacks ammunition.

"What is that?"

"ammunition?"

Xie Jinyuan and others suddenly felt energetic.

Has ammunition been replenished? Or is it shipped by ship? A full ship?

I immediately felt less sleepy.

Weapons and ammunition are the first priority of a soldier. They are much more important than sleep.

"Replenish ammunition."

Zhang Yong ordered the small steamer to dock.

In fact, the transportation volume of small steamers is not large. It is only 300 tons.

The main reason is that the Suzhou River is shallow and large transport ships cannot travel.

However, three hundred tons of ammunition is quite a lot. It can instantly revive the 88th Division at full strength.

Of course, it's just about ammunition. In terms of personnel, we have to find another way.

Replenish troops from the concession? Recruit on site?

It seems possible...

But, that's for the future.

Now, let's deal with one squadron of Japanese invaders first.

Fire the gun yourself.

Uses 81mm mortars.

Assisted aiming.

emission.

"boom!"

The shells fell accurately.

There was an explosion inside the ruins. It was a mess all of a sudden.

One red dot disappeared and he was killed on the spot. Later, another red dot tried to move.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A brief gunshot.

The Japanese invaders were killed.

As long as the Japanese invaders are exposed, disaster awaits them.

Because the 88th Division needed to rest, Zhang Yong planned small-scale battles to gradually eliminate the surrounding Japanese invaders and expand the safe zone.

Now, the 88th Division is compressed in a very narrow area and is easily covered by Japanese artillery fire. It is very dangerous. The front must be pushed out.

This is what he's best at.

Zhang Yong knew exactly where the nearby Japanese invaders were and how many there were.

The next thing to do is to clear the target.

Bombard one by one.

It's best to be killed on the spot.

Even if they are not killed, the Japanese invaders must be driven away.

As long as the Japanese invaders were exposed, they would be shot to death immediately.

The 51st Division's special operations battalion are all the best ones selected by Wang Yaowu. Their marksmanship is definitely not bad.

Zhang Yong had given Wang Yaowu a batch of ammunition before. Some of it would definitely be used for training to improve the overall shooting level.

For soldiers with shooting talent, they will definitely get more bullets.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Intermittent shooting.

The Japanese invaders were shot to death one by one.

"Baga!"

"Kill Jiji!"

"Kill Jiji!"

The Japanese invaders soon realized something was wrong.

If he continues like this, he seems to be dying in vain.

This is of course unacceptable. Therefore, they decisively chose to launch an attack.

More than a hundred Japanese invaders, carrying Type 38 rifles, sneaked forward inside the ruins. Using the cover of the ruins, they tried to penetrate the national army's defense line.

Just at this time, night gradually fell.

There were no lights on the battlefield. The water and electricity had been cut off for a long time.

The people who survived had fled long ago. They poured into the concession and became refugees in the concession.

On the other side of the Suzhou River, in the concession, the lanterns were coming on.

Turn your head and you can even see the flashing neon lights.

In Shanghai in 1937, neon lights had already appeared. There were more in the concession.

Feeling.

Inside and outside the concession, there are really two worlds!

Outside the concession, there is a bloody and cruel battlefield.

In the concession, singing and dancing are peaceful, and the years are quiet. People are drunk and happy, and they play and sing every night.

Suddenly I felt that I was a gladiator in the Colosseum, fighting ferocious beasts.

The audience is the world powers.

Including British, Americans, French, Germans...etc.

They were watching the excitement inside the concession.

For them, the Zhabei battlefield is an exciting stage.

Every day, Chinese and Japanese people put on exciting shows here. They just need to move their stools, sit down, and watch the show.

On the stage, they didn't care who won or lost or who was killed.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

I could vaguely hear the sound of a camera shutter.

There were also intermittent flashes of light. They must be reporters from world powers.

Compared with the much-anticipated Spanish battlefield, the war in the Songhu area is not very attractive. However, it can also attract some reporters.

Mud...

Zhang Yong secretly felt aggrieved.

Weak China, this is how we are treated.

Everything that happens here, in the eyes of others, is nothing more than a live broadcast.

Take a look if you are interested.

If you're not interested, just walk away.

"The concession must be brought down..."

Strong thoughts came into Zhang Yong's mind.

Want to stay out of it?

hey-hey.

Don’t even think about it!

Another skill he is best at is framing others and dragging others into trouble.

The French's weapons are not easy to use. The British are too far away and their ambitions are insufficient. For the time being, only the beautiful country and the Japanese aggressors have fundamental conflicts of interest.

Arrange delivery immediately.

Soon, another small steamer arrived.

Stop.

discharge.

A total of five hundred Garand semi-automatic rifles.

This is the most obvious American-made light weapon. The Japanese invaders can recognize it at a glance. It is the only one with no other branches.

"Thank you Jinyuan!"

"arrive!"

"All your team changes into costumes!"

"yes."

Xie Jinyuan bit into two dried chili peppers.

It was sent by the Chinese in the concession. It is very spicy. It goes straight to the Tianling Gai.

Only this kind of desperate spicy food can help them boost their spirits to fight against the Japanese invaders. Ordinary spicy food is no longer effective.

"Change and rest."

"yes."

Xie Jinyuan agreed.

Zhang Yong then continued to pay attention to the Japanese invaders.

At night, the battlefield was not completely dark. There was light projected from the concession.

For the army, the light projected from a distance is enough to use.

This is how the Japanese invaders sneaked in and infiltrated quietly.

In the past, soldiers of the 88th Division had to carry out counter-infiltration.

We must fight against the Japanese invaders.

Find each other.

One shot kills.

Casualties are basically 50:50.

However, the Japanese invaders still continued to inflict casualties from artillery fire.

Now, the entire Zhabei Railway Station, 150 meters away from the concession, has been razed to the ground.

Those were all the damage caused by the Japanese division-level 105mm heavy artillery.

Only within 150 meters of the concession, the Japanese invaders did not dare to use heavy cannons. They could only use the 92 infantry cannon. Therefore, the damage was not serious.

A very complex battlefield.

It's simply a meat grinder.

ruins……

dilapidated buildings...

It’s much more complicated than the chicken-fighting terrain in the game.

It's also much more dangerous.

If this battlefield is reproduced in the game and the player plays the role of a Chinese soldier, it is estimated that the entire army will be wiped out within five minutes of landing.

"Pah hook!"

There was a sharp gunshot.

This is the 38 cover of the Japanese invaders.

In infiltration and counter-infiltration operations, the sound of a gun often means someone is dead.

Or the national army.

Or they were Japanese invaders.

Because no one will shoot easily. Once you shoot, your position will be exposed.

Unless the target has been locked, hit with one shot, and then quickly moved away. In this case, the locked target will definitely die.

Whether it is the national army or the Japanese invaders, they can kill with one shot at close range.

Within fifty meters, the bullets are basically useless.

The distance between infiltration and reverse osmosis inside ruins is often less than thirty meters.

Very nervous.

Very cold.

Any negligence may result in loss of life.

It was such a battle that the officers and soldiers of the 88th Division had their nerves constantly tense and ready to break at any time.

On the contrary, the Japanese invaders had a rotational combat system. When soldiers were tired, they could retreat to the rear to rest.

One situation ebbs and flows, and the Japanese invaders' advantage becomes more and more obvious.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yong suddenly fired.

Fifty meters away, a Japanese invader died on the spot.

Bow your head quickly.

But there is no transfer.

No need to move. Ambush in place.

The radar map has shown all the Japanese invaders. He can just kill them one by one.

Even from a distance of tens of meters, Zhang Yong could hit the target with perfect accuracy.

There is no chance of failure.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Another two consecutive shots, killing two Japanese invaders.

These two Japanese invaders appeared in a team. They happened to be targeted by Zhang Yong. He immediately sent them to see Amaterasu.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There were also intermittent gunshots.

However, some of the Japanese invaders were discovered by others and shot to death.

Zhang Yong began to transfer.

His role was to force the Japanese invaders to expose themselves.

Discover the Japanese invaders.

Kill the Japanese invaders.

The other Japanese invaders will be nervous.

As long as you are nervous, you may make mistakes and be shot to death.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Gunshots were fired one after another.

Some were shot by Zhang Yong, and some were shot by others.

"Pah hook!"

"Pah hook!"

There were also sporadic Japanese counterattacks.

With the sound of gunfire, the number of red dots finally dropped to one hundred.

The battle is indeed difficult.

We have to fight against the Japanese invaders bit by bit.

Change tactics.

It's better not to use a gun. Use a grenade!

He is so strong that he can throw grenades more than seventy meters at any time.

Five seconds of wire burning time is almost 70 meters away.

If it's further away, the grenade will explode.

"call!"

Grenade hand.

Its biggest feature is that it can attack enemies behind concealed objects.

If the distance is too close, mortars are useless. Even grenades are useless. Only hand grenades and hand grenades are the best.

"boom……"

The grenade exploded.

From behind the ruins, Japanese invaders immediately emerged.

He was hit by the explosion, but he was not dead yet. He was still struggling to roll and crawl on the ground.

Bang!

Bang!

A series of gunshots.

The Japanese invaders died on the spot.

Everything fell silent.

Zhang Yong continued to brew.

Sneak quietly. Then throw grenades to both sides.

"boom……"

"boom……"

Some Japanese invaders were killed on the spot.

Some Japanese invaders were blown out and then shot to death randomly.

On the left and right sides, within a radius of 70 meters, all Japanese invaders were eliminated. The efficiency was suddenly much higher.

continue!

"boom……"

"boom……"

Continue to repeat the process just now.

finally……

The last red dot disappeared.

I don’t know whether he was shot to death or blown up. It doesn’t matter anymore.

Importantly, the defense zone of the 88th Division extends to 800 meters away, greatly expanding the living space.

However, this is not enough.

The passage to the concession must also be opened.

The injured need to be sent to the concession for treatment.

Medicines, food, and clean drinking water need to be delivered from the concession.

At the same time, if possible, soldiers need to be recruited from the concession.

That's right, recruit directly.

Participate directly in the battle. Shoot on the spot.

Sun Yuanliang cannot do this kind of thing. Only Zhang Yong can do it.

Because he was in the concession and had many connections.

Overt support is difficult. But covert support is definitely possible.

As long as the concession turns a blind eye, someone will take care of everything.

But there is a prerequisite.

Just give the Japanese invaders a good beating.

It made the military observers of world powers on the other side of the Suzhou River think it was funny.

What's the meaning?

I just think I can gain benefits.

As long as you secretly support China, you can gain certain benefits.

Naturally, someone will arrange it secretly.

so……

Zhang Yong's eyes sparkled.

There must be an attack on a large scale.

Defeat at least one Japanese invader group. It is best to capture a few Japanese invaders.

All this must be done under the eyes of many "audiences". It must be seen by people across the Suzhou River.

How to do it?

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)


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