Wandering the Heavens

Chapter 304: Sword 7

"So how did you deal with this matter at that time?" Zhao Gang was quite interested in this past.

"Old Li, I pointed at the thing on the soldier's shoulder and asked him, 'You don't recognize the New 1st Regiment, but do you recognize the machine gun? Besides, I'm not crossing the river to have a banquet, but to fight the Japanese.' Hehe, that guy was stubborn and refused to pass no matter how much I said to him. Old Li was so angry that he wanted to draw his gun and shoot this guy." Li Yunlong expressed admiration for this officer.

"I guess it was the political commissar at that time who held you back to prevent you from doing anything stupid!" Zhao Gang said with a smile.

"That's right! We couldn't cross the river, so we had to retreat. We walked less than two miles and ran into the 772nd Regiment. So I discussed with the political commissar and decided to join the 772nd Regiment. In this way, the two regiments joined together and crossed the river in a lively manner. Blind Cheng even boasted that he had also experienced the thrill of being a brigade commander." Li Yunlong's eyes lit up when he talked about the experience of crossing the river.

After they cleaned up the regiment, they went to check if there were any flaws in the training ground. After a busy day, Chu Yunfei arrived. He and his adjutant Sun Ming, both wearing the uniforms of officers of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army and wearing white gloves, dismounted in a very cool manner and walked towards Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang. As they walked, they saw that this occasion did not require too grand etiquette, so they took off their white gloves in tacit understanding.

"Captain Li, Political Commissar Zhao, this is Commander Chu Yunfei of the 357th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and his adjutant Captain Sun Ming." The communicator brought his men to Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang and introduced them.

"I'm Li Yunlong, Captain Chu, I've heard a lot about you!" Li Yunlong saluted and introduced himself in a serious manner.

"Captain Chu, welcome to visit the Independent Regiment." Zhao Gang said politely after saluting.

When the communicator saw the person was brought to him, he gave him a few instructions and then returned to the headquarters. Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang and Chu Yunfei quickly became familiar with each other and had a great chat.

Then both sides started to show off. Chu Yunfei asked Sun Ming to show off his skills, and this man used his finger skills to poke two holes in the sack of sand. Wei Dayong was not to be outdone and kicked down the rammed earth wall of the masses. Zhao Gang had to come forward to emphasize military discipline.

Seeing the situation was a bit serious, Chu Yunfei hurriedly brought up Wei Dayong's background to change the topic and liven up the atmosphere, and then showed off his wealth in front of Li Yunlong and lost a pistol. After the chat, in order not to spoil the mood, Li Yunlong took Chu Yunfei back to the regiment to chat.

While Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei were engaging in a battle of wits, Yu Xian was leading the third platoon to set up early warning signals and traps on the back cliff on their way to the headquarters. Ever since he mentioned the idea of forming a special operations team in front of the brigade commander last time, Yu Xian had been given greater authority to act.

Now, in order to prevent Yamamoto Ikki from using the North China Expeditionary Army's battlefield observation group as bait to attract the attention of the Eighth Route Army, and then lead his special forces to attack the headquarters. This cliff is the only way to the headquarters.

Looking at the soldiers hanging on the cliff setting booby traps and hunter traps, Yu Xian seemed to see that grandson tied up and kneeling in front of him, your name is Yamamoto Ikki!

"Platoon leader, the sheep raised by the villagers here don't come up, will the Japanese come?" Wang Dayong looked at several mines thrown on the cliff and thought it was such a waste.

"Aren't our soldiers here? They will be useful."

Yu Xian didn't say much. Wang Dayong was very good at training and combat, but that was all he could do. It would be bad to say more.

Given Li Yunlong's character, he would definitely disobey orders again and let Zhao Gang be responsible for dealing with Yamamoto Ikki's sneak attack, while he would take a battalion to monitor and take the opportunity to eliminate the Japanese battlefield observation group.

Therefore, Yu Xian could only set traps on this necessary route to confuse Yamamoto Ikki and prevent him from attacking too boldly, so as to reduce the casualties and defensive pressure of the Second and Third Battalions of the Independent Regiment and buy more time for the headquarters to transfer.

In addition to the cliff, Yu Xian also set traps on the top of the cliff, but they were all alarms and had no lethality. Wang Dayong was very confused about Yu Xian's thinking. Since the independent regiment changed its leader, the training guiding ideology has always been to fight to the death and win the battle.

Although this platoon leader was very brave in combat, his thinking was opposite to that of the regiment commander. In the words of the political commissar, he was too cautious and would even keep one eye open when sleeping. When encountering a battle, he would think about defense first, like what he is doing now.

While the soldiers were busy, Yu Xian used a rope to descend to the bottom of the cliff to observe whether there were any flaws from this angle, and asked them to continue to improve with simple gestures. After half a day of camouflaging the traps and mines, everyone climbed to the top of the cliff and returned to the base. Sure enough, they received the order to enter combat readiness that night.

After receiving the order, Yu Xian asked the soldiers to count the equipment in their hands and check various weapons.

The entire independent regiment was enveloped in the atmosphere of a war. Yu Xian wiped the Type 38 rifle in his hand without saying a word, recalling the various parameters of this rifle in his memory. Since this rifle was issued to him, he has not fired a single bullet. If it were not for the limited bullets and the severe environment, Yu Xian really wanted to fire two shots to test the trajectory of this gun.

After wiping the gun and bayonet, they began to select bullets, sorting out the bullets produced by the border area arsenal and the captured original bullets. The bullets produced by the border area arsenal were insufficient in shooting accuracy, range and power due to limited conditions, so they could only use the original bullets to shoot down the enemy's heavy firepower from a distance, and then use the border area-made bullets when they got closer.

I really want to tear off my vest and build an arsenal, but there is really no way to do this in this environment. If I survive to the end, I must go to the Northeast to participate in the construction of the national military industry, and produce the Type 56 and RPG in advance before the founding war.

Yu Xian was busy while thinking. The soldiers saw that the platoon leader looked worried and didn't dare to say anything. They just followed him quietly and tended the weapons in their hands.

Sure enough, a new order came down in the middle of the night, asking us to lie in ambush near the Huting stronghold in the early morning. Upon hearing the order, everyone hurried to rest and recuperate.

The soldiers were resting, but at this time, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang in the regiment were arguing because the headquarters had received intelligence that the Japanese troops in northwest Shanxi were frequently mobilized, with unclear movements and purposes. Based on this complex enemy situation, the commander-in-chief ordered the independent regiment to immediately take on the task of guarding and protecting the headquarters.

Li Yunlong was reluctant to leave the Japanese in the Huting stronghold. He had been planning for so long and was about to achieve his goal, but at the critical moment he received an order to move. He could not accept this and argued with Zhao Gang at the regiment headquarters.

In the end, Zhao Gang was unable to convince Li Yunlong and could only give the first battalion to him, while he himself took the second and third battalions to guard and protect the headquarters. It was agreed that if Li Yunlong could not eliminate the Japanese in the Huting stronghold within 48 hours, he must withdraw and meet up with him.

Li Yunlong readily agreed. Between the order from headquarters and the opportunity to make a fortune, he wanted everything and had no choice but to do as Zhao Gang wished.

I don’t know how long I slept, but the emergency assembly whistle sounded. Yu Xian and the soldiers quickly packed up their equipment and gathered at the training ground.

"Let's go!" Zhang Dabiao looked at the figures in the darkness and gave the order decisively.

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers left their base without saying a word and headed for the Huting stronghold. They waited for the designated ambush site, found a favorable observation and shooting position, hid themselves, and waited for dawn and the order to attack.

This wait lasted more than a day. In the morning, the enemy's motorcycles with machine guns were firing everywhere, and several soldiers were hit. In order not to be exposed, they gritted their teeth and endured the severe pain and remained motionless until the logistics soldiers carried them away. In the afternoon, the enemy did the same thing again, and at night they searched everywhere with flashlights in an area of dozens of meters along the road.

Seeing that the Japanese had not yet moved out, Li Yunlong could only order each unit to take turns to rest.

This torturous day finally passed bit by bit. When daybreak came, a large number of Japanese soldiers finally lined up and trotted out of the Huting stronghold and headed towards the ambush circle. But the strange thing was that every ten meters away, two Japanese soldiers left the line and went to the high alert positions on both sides of the road.

Li Yunlong looked at the scene and guessed that they must have caught a big fish. Thinking of the possible rich harvest from this operation, he swallowed his saliva regardless of Chu Yunfei standing next to him and looking very unpresentable.

At this time, on the small road leading to the headquarters, Yamamoto Ikki led a group of Japanese soldiers and ran forward, and came to the bottom of a cliff.

Looking at the cliff in front of him, Yamamoto Ikki stopped and raised his right fist. When the Japanese saw this gesture, they immediately stood in line. Yamamoto Ikki turned around and looked at the carefully selected Japanese soldiers in front of him. Thinking about what was about to happen, Yamamoto Ikki's eyes were full of pride and madness.

"From now on, you are no longer anyone's father, son, or husband, and you are not even an ordinary soldier of the Empire of Japan. You are members of Yamamoto's special forces. In your hands, the history of our First Army will be rewritten. Our goal is to destroy the Eighth Route Army headquarters and the highest commander of the Eighth Route Army in North China. Go at all costs!