sovbooks Chapter 34 Great Victory
Chapter 34 Great Victory
"Charge!"
Yang Zheng roared loudly, drew the large knife from his back, and leaped into the air.
"Clang—Pfft!"
The broadsword deflected one of the Japanese soldier's bayonets and then slashed at his chest.
Meanwhile, Luo Dashan, Zeng Dahui and others beside him were also extremely brave, slashing with broadswords and thrusting with bayonets, and in the blink of an eye, they were engaged in fierce fighting with the Japanese!
At the same time, the two Japanese lieutenants behind him nodded with satisfaction.
"Yosh!! Grenadiers and machine gunners, advance! Don't let a single enemy escape!"
They were already planning to reap the rewards of their victory.
Just as the Japanese light machine gunners and grenade launcher gunners bent over, suppressing the heavy machine guns while preparing to close in, they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind them.
"Tap tap tap..."
The sounds weren't very dense, but they were extremely close together.
The two Japanese lieutenants looked back in confusion and saw three warhorses charging toward them at an ever-increasing speed.
Those on horseback are...Eighth Route Army soldiers!
Most importantly, less than 200 meters behind them, seven Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly stood up and were already pointing their guns at them!
"Baka!! There's an enemy behind me!"
"Slap! Slap!!"
Lin Xiaoye and his men took the initiative, firing their Type 38 rifle bullets at the Japanese soldiers.
In an instant, three Japanese soldiers were shot and fell to the ground, while the rest immediately took cover and prepared to retaliate.
But at that moment, the heavy machine gun of the Eighth Company suddenly changed direction, no longer aiming at the Japanese soldiers on the gentle slope who were directly threatening them, but at the enemy furthest away.
"Boohoo!!!"
At the same time, on the gentle slope, six soldiers holding broadswords stood up from behind a large rock; they were the six men from the Northwest Army's Broadsword Team.
"Come on, you little devils!"
"kill!!"
He jumped down and fought alongside the Japanese soldiers, protecting the heavy machine gun position.
"Clatter clatter clatter..." The sound of horses' hooves gradually turned from muffled thunder to rolling thunder!
Three warhorses, their manes flying and their iron hooves churning the earth, charged straight at us like three black arrows released from a bow, carrying a chilling killing intent!
On horseback, Sun Ming and two cavalrymen leaned forward, almost level with the horse's neck, their gleaming sabers pointing diagonally forward, awaiting the impending slaughter.
"Baka!!"
The Japanese lieutenant hurriedly pulled out his pistol and frantically pulled the trigger, but he couldn't harm Sun Ming and his men at all.
"Kill!!" Sun Ming roared! The distance of two or three hundred meters was covered in an instant.
With a sudden shrug, his saber, propelled by the terrifying momentum of his charge, slashed down from the upper left!
A flash of light, and a Japanese machine gunner who had just raised his rifle felt a chill on the side of his neck, and the whole world spun around him.
Blood gushed out like a fountain from the headless neck, splattering all over the face and head of the grenade launcher next to him!
The other two cavalrymen, about 10 meters away from Sun Ming, did the same, slashing horizontally with their sabers and knocking down the Japanese soldiers who were trying to escape, along with their guns.
Then Sun Ming and his men charged forward at full speed, slashing left and right with their sabers, aiming at the Japanese grenade launchers and light machine gunners!
The sounds of horses' hooves, Sun Ming and his men's battle cries, the screams of the Japanese soldiers, the sound of running, and Lin Xiaoye and his men's shouts as they charged forward all blended together into a symphony.
In the blink of an eye, the battlefield situation was completely reversed!
The Japanese lieutenant who had narrowly escaped death under the saber was filled with rage. He had witnessed his comrade die about 5 meters away from him, his head thrown high into the air.
He watched helplessly as his trusted firepower warriors crumbled under the charge of just three cavalrymen.
"Baka!"
All he could do was roar, before being hit by a bullet.
"Pah, you damn Japanese devils, you can tell they're officers!"
Lin Xiaoye fired the last bullet from the chamber, and seeing his target fall to the ground, he resumed his charge with satisfaction.
"Comrades, the Japanese are completely thrown into disarray! Charge in and kill them!"
Lin Xiaoye shouted, his voice cracking, his whole body trembling with excitement.
The six soldiers beside him responded excitedly, their pace quickening involuntarily.
In the blink of an eye, they were close at hand, bayonets waving, fighting and killing the panicked Japanese grenade launchers and light machine gunners!
Sun Ming and his men, however, did not stop their charge and headed straight for the main battlefield.
The Japanese soldier at the very back glanced back once and his heart pounded with fear as he watched helplessly as his saber slashed down on his neck.
"Hahaha! The reconnaissance platoon is here! Our reinforcements have arrived! The Eighth Route Army will prevail! The Eighth Company will prevail! Kill!!"
"Eight consecutive victories are inevitable!!"
"Kill them!!"
In contrast to the morale of the Japanese soldiers, the Eighth Company, despite being extremely exhausted from repeated battles, was able to muster their remaining strength and desperately kill the Japanese soldiers in front of them.
In just a moment, with the addition of ten fresh troops, the balance of the battlefield completely tipped in favor of the Eighth Company.
Yang Zheng, holding his broadsword with both hands, roared, "Everyone, get ready! Don't let those damned Japanese devils get away!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
One by one, the Japanese soldiers fell down. The soldiers went completely berserk, and even the new recruits dared to chase after the Japanese and hack them to pieces.
The Japanese soldiers were now completely thrown into disarray. Their will to survive was rising, but their fighting spirit had plummeted to freezing point. They kept looking around frantically!
But on the battlefield, losing focus is the most fatal mistake.
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
More and more Japanese soldiers fell, but the remaining soldiers became increasingly panicked. The more panicked they became, the more chaotic their movements became, and the more chaotic their movements, the more deadly they became, creating a vicious cycle.
Ten minutes later, the sounds of battle gradually subsided, and even the Japanese soldiers who tried to escape perished under the pursuit of the cavalry.
As for the prisoners!
Yang Zheng firmly believed that only dead Japanese soldiers were good Japanese soldiers; he did not want prisoners, nor would he have any.
"We've won!!!"
"Comrades, a great victory!!"
"A resounding victory! A resounding victory!!"
The soldiers cheered and shouted, venting their tense emotions. The ground was littered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers, and the blood had completely stained the area red.
"Huff... Zhao Dahu, Zeng Dahui, Luo Dashan, treat the wounded and clean up the battlefield!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Quickly, treat the seriously injured first!"
"Look for the Japanese soldiers' first-aid kit!"
"The first-aid kit is here!"
The scene was busy but orderly. Yang Zheng walked up to Sun Ming and the other two cavalrymen and patted them on the shoulder one by one.
"Well done! You've done a great job in this battle!"
Sun Ming and his team straightened their backs, exchanged a glance, and shouted, "With me, victory is assured!"
"Damn, that's ambitious!" Yang Zheng laughed and cursed, then looked at the three warhorses resting quietly to the side, nodded, and thought to himself that anything produced by the system must be of the highest quality!
At this moment, Sun Ming stepped forward, grinning obsequiously, "Company Commander, look, aren't the cavalry effective?"