The Boss of the Yan Family in Siheyuan

Guaizi Mountain is not too high, but the slope is relatively shallow. More than a thousand people from the new regiment rushed down the hillside like tigers. In less than two minutes, they reached the road and fought with the Japs. The sound of bayonets clashing was heard for a while.

The sound of killing shook the sky.

The soldiers of the elite team had already slung their submachine guns on their shoulders and pulled out the ghost-head swords behind their backs.

However, Wei Dayong didn't like to use the ghost head sword very much. He used a red tassel gun with a white wax rod that he modified with a barrel diameter of two centimeters.

This extremely classical style weapon has the double killing function of a gun and a stick in traditional Chinese martial arts. In the hands of Wei Dayong, who is proficient in Chinese martial arts, this weapon exerts the power of Monk Sha, which is like a three-point weapon with a bayonet in the hands of the Japanese.

The Type 8 rifle cannot be compared.

Wei Dayong charged so fast that he was almost at the front. As soon as he got to grips with the Japs, he stabbed two Japs through in one encounter.

This not only attracted the attention of the Japanese, but also the soldiers of the elite team were shocked by Wei Dayong's skill.

"Kill." Li Yunlong brandished his Ghost Head Sword and slashed at a Japanese who was fighting with an Eighth Route Army soldier.

Looking at Gululu's head rolling on the ground, he immediately rushed towards the Japs on the other side.

After the previous grenades and light and heavy machine gun shooting, there were only a few dozen Japs left, and the Eighth Route Army's more than a thousand people couldn't tell them apart.

It's only available on a first-come, first-served basis. Those who are quick will get it, but those who are slow will get it.

In less than five minutes of hand-to-hand combat, most of the Japs fell down, leaving only seven or eight young Japs standing back to back, fighting like a trapped beast.

The remaining seven or eight Japs were all experts at stabbing, but no matter how strong the Japs were, they could not withstand dozens of bayonets stabbing them from all directions.

After another round of fighting, only two Japs were left, staring at the Eighth Route Army with very ugly expressions.

"Get out of my way, the remaining little devils belong to me, I will kill them alive." Li Yunlong came over and shouted to the soldiers around him.

In the hand-to-hand combat, Li Yunlong charged too slowly and only killed two Japanese soldiers, one of whom was a wounded soldier. This made Li Yunlong, who always liked to kill Japanese soldiers alive, feel very unhappy.

"Baga." After the soldiers got out of the way, two Japanese soldiers stood opposite Li Yunlong with bayonets in hand, staring at Li Yunlong with cold eyes.

The confrontation between the two sides means the beginning of the duel.

The two of them first hunched over, each holding the weapons in their hands, and circled around Li Yunlong for several times.

"Xinei." One of the Japs was the first to lose his composure and thrust straight at Li Yunlong with the bayonet in his hand.

Li Yunlong did not retreat but advanced. With a clang of his sword, he blocked the enemy's bayonet, and the handle of the knife struck the enemy's chest hard.

The Jaap groaned, took a few steps back, and looked at Li Yunlong with a look of suspicion.

Without waiting for the Japanese to slow down, Li Yunlong took the initiative to strike with his sword, swinging the blade from right to left towards the Japanese's neck.

There was a popping sound, and the devil's head separated from his body, and his head rolled into a crater.

"Okay." The soldiers watching burst into cheers.

The veterans were already used to it, but the way the recruits looked at Li Yunlong changed.

An excellent commander is like this. He can drive and ignite the entire army by himself. It is obvious that Li Yunlong is such a commander.

Li Yunlong held the Ghost-headed Sword in his hand, looking quite proud, and glanced at the remaining Japs.

The Japanese quietly touched the melon grenade on their waist, intending to take away Li Mingba Road before they died.

Wei Dayong was sharp-eyed, and when he saw the Japanese was about to detonate the grenade, he shot at the Japanese, directly stabbing the Japanese to death.

The road was quiet and filled with corpses of Japanese soldiers.

"Reporting to the commander, the battle is over without any Japanese." The second battalion commander put the ghost head knife on his shoulder and reported to Li Yunlong at the side.

"Both your second and third battalions fought well in this battle." Li Yunlong nodded with satisfaction and then ordered: "The second battalion quickly cleaned the battlefield and rescued the wounded. The third battalion followed me to the Huting stronghold to see Zhang Dabiao.

How's it going over there?"

After hearing Li Yunlong's words, the second battalion commander led his soldiers to clean up the battlefield. If they saw any little Japs who were still alive, they would go up and hit them with wounds.

Anyone who has dealt with little Japs knows that wounded Japs often take advantage of you to clean up the battlefield and suddenly sound grenades and die with you.

So the soldiers held rifles with bayonets in their hands and called the little devils by name one by one.

The sound of bayonets penetrating into flesh was heard one after another on the highway.

After all, there is no mercy on the battlefield, it's just life-and-death killing.

Looking at the battlefield like a slaughterhouse, where Li Yunlong, the manager of hundreds of battles, his mentality and emotions were as stable as an old dog's.

After watching for a while, Li Yunlong took the soldiers of the third battalion and rushed to the Huting stronghold.

When Li Yunlong rushed to the Huting stronghold, Zhang Dabiao had already captured the Huting stronghold and was letting people clean up the battlefield.

After all, most of the Japs have gone after the elite team. There are dozens of Japs left in the stronghold. Although there are still puppet troops, the combat effectiveness of the puppet troops cannot be compared with that of the Japs. After all, no one wants to

I sincerely sacrifice my life for the little devil.

Although the defenses in the stronghold were well built, Zhang Dabiao brought more than 500 soldiers of the new regiment, which was about ten times the strength of the Little Japs. Moreover, he launched a sudden attack, and the Little Japs were not prepared at all.

When those puppet troops saw the Eighth Route Army attacking the city all over the mountains and plains, they fled in all directions without firing a shot. Not only that, they also rushed to pieces the little Japanese who were defending.

Zhang Dabiao led a battalion of soldiers to invade the stronghold without much effort.

"Report to the commander, the battle is over." After Zhang Dabiao saw Li Yunlong, he immediately walked over happily and saluted with a military salute.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield and return to the base, otherwise we will be in trouble when the reinforcements from Qixian County arrive." Li Yunlong looked at the busy soldiers of the first battalion around him, and also ordered the soldiers of the third battalion to go over and help, so that they can clean up faster.

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It was noon when Li Yunlong returned to Zhengjiazhuang station with the soldiers of the third battalion.

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In the command room of the new regiment's station, Li Yunlong sat with three battalion commanders for a meeting.

"Second Battalion Commander, please report the casualties, captures and enemy deaths in the battle at Guaizi Mountain." Li Yunlong sat on a chair and said to the Second Battalion Commander beside him.

"Yes, regimental commander." The second battalion commander dictated: "In the battle at Guaizi Mountain, our new regiment sacrificed a total of twenty-eight soldiers and injured thirty-six others. The seriously injured have been sent to the headquarters hospital."

"During the battle, more than 260 enemies were killed. The specific data cannot be calculated because many Japanese soldiers were blown into pieces by artillery shells and grenades."

After hearing what the second battalion commander said, Li Yunlong nodded and asked: "How many weapons and pills have been seized?"

"A total of three heavy machine guns, four light machine guns, one mortar, two grenade launchers, more than 170 rifles, more than 20,000 bullets and 13 mortar shells were seized.

hair."

The reason why there is only so much is because many of the weapons were destroyed in the battle and can only be taken back as spare parts. As for the canned food, there is no such thing. After all, the little Japanese did not intend to fight for a long time after they were chased out.

"Zhang Dabiao, tell me what you gained from the Huting stronghold." After listening to the second battalion commander's report, Li Yunlong turned his head to the side and asked Zhang Dabiao.

The seizure of Guaizi Mountain was just an appetizer. The most important thing was the Huting stronghold. After all, as an important forward stronghold for the Japanese army to deal with the Eighth Route Army, there would certainly be no shortage of weapons, ammunition and food stored there.

After hearing Li Yunlong's question, Zhang Dabiao took out a piece of paper and reported: "Commander, we have had a great harvest at the Huting stronghold. We have harvested more than 1,300 rifles alone, and there are also two nine-gun rifles."

Type 2, two mortars, four grenades, six heavy machine guns and eight light machine guns, 350 boxes of melon grenades, and a total of 80,000 rounds of ammunition.

In addition, there are more than 100,000 catties of grain and more than 500 boxes of canned food..."

Hearing Zhang Dabiao's words, Li Yunlong immediately became happy. After all, with so many weapons and pills, it would be more than enough even if all the rifles in the regiment were replaced by the Little Devil's Type 38. In addition, those heavy weapons were also rare and rare.

Even if they can be captured, most of them will be scraps. After all, it is impossible for a little devil to give intact weapons to the enemy.

The reason why we were able to harvest so much this time was that the Huting Stronghold was a forward position for the Japs to defend the Eighth Route Army base, and there were a lot of supplies in it.

"This time we have a new group to pull out the Japs' Huting stronghold. The Japs will definitely not give up. They may make big moves against us. We must be careful in what we do in the future." Li Yunlong frowned and said. The Japs were not angry.

Those who are unable to escape, and have fallen into the hands of the new group several times, will definitely focus on themselves in the future.

But the current strength of the new regiment is limited, and it is absolutely impossible for a head-on conflict with the Japs to break out. Otherwise, the disaster may be worse. Even if the weapons and equipment in the regiment have improved a lot after several battles, the overall quality of the soldiers is still not as good as the Japs.

Fabi.

But just as Li Yunlong was discussing matters with the three battalion commanders, the phone next to him rang.

Li Yunlong guessed that the call might be from the brigade commander, but he had to answer it, otherwise the brigade commander would definitely rush to the new regiment's station and give him a hard lesson with a riding crop.

So Li Yunlong picked up the phone, and as expected, it was the brigade commander on the other end of the phone.

"Li Yunlong, I congratulate you." The brigade commander's habitual laughter rang in Li Yunlong's ears along with the sound of congratulations.

After all, such a big thing as Li Yunlong's attack on the Huting stronghold could not be hidden at all. The brigade commander knew that it would happen sooner or later.

But Li Yunlong didn't expect that just half a day after he returned to the station, the brigade commander would get the news. If Zhao Gang hadn't reported this, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was beaten to death.

"Brigadier, don't be joking. What kind of money are you making? I can't even get the blame." Although he made a fortune, Li Yunlong still cried.

After all, the old saying that a child who cries is fed by milk still holds true.

Hearing Li Yunlong's words, the brigade commander on the other end of the phone immediately changed his expression and said in a serious tone: "Tell you, Li Yunlong, don't think that I don't know whether the Huting stronghold was captured by your new regiment, and you dare to say so.

You didn’t get rich?”

"Brigadier, you can't say that. How can we make a fortune? The most we can do is improve our lives. Our new regiment is not as good as those regular regiments. Without supplies from our superiors, we have to figure out our own solutions." Li Yunlong continued to complain.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. I don't care anyway. You must hand over 800 rifles, two heavy machine guns, four light machine guns, and 50,000 rounds of ammunition to me. I don't care if you have them or not. If not, go ahead."

Grab it, I will see these equipment at the brigade headquarters at noon tomorrow." The unique voice of the brigade commander rang on the phone again.

In fact, Brigadier Chen didn't know how many weapons, equipment and supplies Li Yunlong had seized in total, but he estimated that it must be at least this much. After all, the Huting stronghold was the frontline position for the Japs to fight against the Eighth Route Army, and the reserves inside would definitely be large.

"Brigade commander, do you think how much my Li Yunlong's head is worth? How about you exchange it for me?"

"What do I need your head for? To be a chamber pot? You should keep it for yourself to fight the Japanese. Don't think that I don't know that your new regiment has captured more supplies in this battle than I want from you. I'm still right.

Please be merciful and don't be ungrateful, otherwise I will remove you from your position as regimental commander and ask you to come to the brigade headquarters to feed me." The brigade commander gave the order directly without any mercy.

"Brigadier Commander, we had an agreement before. All the materials seized by our regiment can be kept. You have to admit it." Li Yunlong said aggrievedly.

"What kind of agreement, I don't know. Do you have any written evidence? Also, this time you mobilized troops to attack the Japanese stronghold without the approval of your superiors. I can remove you from your post just for this." The brigade commander had no idea.

Said politely.

"It's really overwhelming to have a high official position. I, Li Yunlong, am unlucky. If you, the brigade commander, want to rob, just say, why do you want to remove these useless things?" Li Yunlong said with a sad face. It was not that he was reluctant to part with so many weapons and equipment, the main thing was that

I want to talk nonsense with the brigade commander so that he will remember him, Li Yunlong, so that he will be the first to think of him when something good happens in the future.

"Okay, don't talk to me anymore, remember, give me the equipment before noon tomorrow to knock down the brigade headquarters, otherwise you will know the consequences." After saying this, the brigade commander hung up the phone.

The three battalion commanders waiting on the side heard the conversation between Li Yunlong and the brigade commander and said anxiously: "Captain, do you really want to send the weapons and equipment that our regiment has finally captured to the brigade commander?"

"What else can I do if I don't send it off? Didn't you hear what the brigade commander said? Do you want me to go to the brigade headquarters to feed the brigade commander's horses?" Li Yunlong put down the phone and turned to the three of them.

"It's a gift, but the brigade commander didn't say what type of weapon he wants. In this way, we will replace all the 38 caps we captured before with the brothers, and use the old sleeves and Hanyang-made ones with the replaced ones.

Formal, send it to the brigade commander. Besides, we still have a 92 infantry cannon. We have to hide these things and don’t let the brigade commander know, otherwise we will definitely not be able to keep this cannon."

Li Yunlong thought for a while and said.