sovbooks Chapter 26 You, Li Yunlong!
Chapter 26 You, Li Yunlong!
Behind Liuchen Village, the temporary command post of the 386th Brigade.
A communications soldier came to report.
"Reporting to the brigade commander, the order has been conveyed, but..."
Chen Geng, dressed in a black jacket, frowned and said coldly, "Just what?"
The communications soldier reported, "Commander Kong's Third Battalion is being entangled by the Japanese cavalry. Commander Kong is trying to rescue the Third Battalion and is now organizing the Independent Regiment to launch a counter-attack..."
"Nonsense!"
Chen Geng cursed with displeasure, "The 771st and 772nd Regiments have already moved up. They will naturally resist the cavalry. What is Kong Jie up to now?"
The communications soldier looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Chen Geng saw through it and angrily asked, "What's going on? Is there something the Independent Regiment is up to that you're hiding?"
"Brigade Commander, Li Yunlong is also in the Independent Regiment."
"What???"
Chen Geng never expected that Li Yunlong wouldn't stay at the clothing factory but would instead go and join the Independent Regiment.
He recalled the phone call from before, and he was right; that coughing sound belonged to Li Yunlong.
Kong Jie was always conservative and fought according to the rules. Chen Geng couldn't understand why he would disobey military orders. It turned out that he had been corrupted by Li Yunlong.
The deed was done. Chen Geng took a deep breath and ordered, "Notify the 771st and 772nd Regiments to advance in a flanking maneuver and assist the 3rd Battalion of the Independent Regiment in their retreat."
"Yes."
Chen Geng had his reasons for doing this. A cavalry battalion is fierce in battle, and without the support of a larger force, it would be easy for them to be entangled.
The First Regiment of the Fourth Brigade was right behind them, and Chen Geng didn't want anything to happen to the Independent Regiment!
Before the brigade headquarters' order reached the Independent Regiment, the Independent Regiment, with its superior strength, had already captured a Japanese company. At this moment, more than a thousand soldiers launched a frontal assault to reinforce the Third Battalion's position.
Li Yunlong took out the equipment, and Kong Jie quickly cleaned up the battlefield and concentrated the heavy firepower of the entire regiment to form an reinforced battalion.
Four Type 92 heavy machine guns, three Czech light machine guns, eight Type 91 light machine guns, and tens of thousands of bullets!
In addition to the four grenade launchers of the entire regiment, two grenade launchers brought by Li Yunlong, and several grenade launchers of the Japanese, an artillery position was formed.
With the reinforcements in a favorable position, the battalion is strong enough to confront the enemy's cavalry force head-on!
The Independent Regiment only had Shen Quan's artillery platoon from the 2nd Battalion, with each person carrying a grenade launcher. Regardless of their accuracy, they would keep firing until the cavalry battalion was routed.
Kong Jie was ecstatic.
This was the first time he had a reinforced battalion with such firepower.
On the plains.
The Third Battalion was stationed on a plain. Originally, their position was in front, but after the Japanese cavalry arrived, the Third Battalion was suppressed by extremely strong firepower and was forced to retreat.
The cavalry battalion was extremely fierce. In its first charge, it wiped out a company of soldiers. When the Third Battalion retreated, it didn't have time to remove its heavy weapons. Now, each soldier has a rifle, but there are only two light machine guns.
The cavalry battalion lined up in a row, and the heavy machine gun squad had already taken up advantageous firing positions, with the entire battalion's firepower pressing in.
The cavalry captain, Yamaguchi Hirakawa, sneered as he stared ahead and shouted, "Long live His Majesty the Emperor! Give me a shout!"
Warhorses galloped forward, black banners fluttered in the wind, and hundreds of warhorses raced in.
"Comrades, give it your all! Even if we die, we must buy the commander time to evacuate!"
Wang Huaibao jumped onto the trench, giving orders while firing wildly with his Czech-made light machine gun.
The soldiers were fighting to the death, and not a single one left their position.
However, the front lines of both sides were only 200 meters apart. Even with all the firepower of the 3rd Battalion of the Independent Regiment, they could not withstand the Japanese charge.
On the first line of defense, two platoons of soldiers were entangled by a Japanese cavalry battalion, and within minutes, the battlefield was littered with corpses.
As several soldiers lay dying from their severe wounds, they swung their broadswords in despair, but they could not muster any strength and were mercilessly trampled by their warhorses.
Thick smoke filled the air, and as if Heaven could not bear to witness this tragic scene, thunder rumbled and a light drizzle began to fall.
Yamaguchi Hirakawa shouted excitedly, "Yoshi! Imperial knights, break through the Eighth Route Army's second line of defense! Sigh!"
"asshole!"
Wang Huaibao's eyes welled up with tears. He rushed onto the trench, determined to fight the Japanese cavalry to the death.
Under his leadership, more than two hundred soldiers on the last line of defense rose up, fixed bayonets, and prepared to fight.
Just as the cavalry brigade approached within a hundred meters, suddenly, several thunderclaps resounded in the void.
Yamaguchi Hirakawa thought it was because of the rain and didn't pay attention, continuing his charge.
A volley of ten shells landed on the assault position in an instant.
Bang bang bang!
Within a range of several hundred meters, the shells landed and exploded, the shockwaves instantly overturning the cavalry and their horses, and the shrapnel from the shells killed the horses and cavalry.
The warhorses that were not affected by the cannon fire were startled and ran wildly in all directions.
Yamaguchi Hirakawa was stunned, but he quickly realized that he had encountered a large force of the Eighth Route Army.
Based on years of combat experience, the Eighth Route Army was able to fire artillery shells simultaneously, something only a large force could do.
Just as panic was rising, several more shells fell from the sky.
At the same time, a large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly appeared on the distant hillside, with machine gunners at the forefront.
Wang Huaibao saw it from afar, feeling a mix of sadness and joy, thinking that the regimental commander hadn't forgotten about them after all.
"Baka!"
Yamaguchi Hirakawa and his men panicked. In just a few minutes, hundreds of shells rained down, and the cavalry of the leading squadron were thrown to the ground, with hundreds of meters around them being bombarded.
The bombing continued, and Yamaguchi Hirakawa, seeing the heavy firepower of the Eighth Route Army, hurriedly turned his horse around, wanting to retreat.
However, the Eighth Route Army had already closed in, and the two sides were only 300 meters apart. The reinforced battalion's light and heavy machine guns roared and sprayed bullets, and the enemy's several firing points were wiped out before they could even exert their combat power.
In just over ten minutes, the cavalry battalion was doomed.
When Kong Jie arrived at the Third Battalion's position, he immediately saw the corpses of soldiers on the two positions in front of him. It was as if a sharp knife had pierced his heart, causing him unbearable pain.
Kong Jie roared, "Give them all a good beating! Don't hold back any bullets!"
The bugler sounded the charge, and the entire regiment of nearly two thousand men, even if they couldn't outrun the enemy's warhorses, charged forward furiously. Each of them fired a shot, enough to annihilate a cavalry battalion.
At this moment, Wang Yousheng followed behind Li Yunlong, watching. Although the points kept increasing, he couldn't feel happy at all when he saw the corpses of the soldiers on the front line.
Li Yunlong was also filled with righteous indignation. He could no longer hold back, so he drew his pistol from his waist and joined the charge.
"War, this is war!"
Wang Yousheng couldn't help but murmur a sentence, and his eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.
War is fair. If the Eighth Route Army had strong logistical capabilities and combat power no less than that of the Japanese, how could the Japanese have dared to burn, kill, and plunder in China?