The Boss of the Yan Family in Siheyuan

Back at the station, Li Yunlong summoned the three battalion commanders and began arranging tasks. He also ordered Wei Dayong and Duan Peng to borrow weapons from Kong Jie's Independent Regiment and Ding Wei's New Second Regiment.

Originally, Ding Wei was going to Yan'an to study, but the 386th Brigade wanted to form a new second regiment, so by some strange combination of circumstances, he was intercepted by the brigade commander.

The weapons and equipment that the brigade commander asked Li Yunlong for last time were for the New Second Regiment. After all, the newly established army lacked everything, especially weapons and ammunition. If it weren't for Li Yunlong's support, the New Second Regiment would not have known what it would need if it wanted to form a combat effectiveness.

How long to wait.

This time Li Yunlong sent people to borrow weapons from the Independent Regiment and the New Second Regiment, mainly light and heavy machine guns. After all, they were more than 800 Japanese cavalry, and there were only dozens of light and heavy machine guns from the New Regiment. If he wanted to win the battle, Li Yunlong

I feel like it's still not safe enough.

For this reason, Li Yunlong also offered a suitable price and promised that as long as he could capture the Japanese cavalry regiment, some of the captured materials would be shared between the two of them.

As for how much to divide, it depends on the sincerity of the two people.

It was not until midnight that the two men sent to borrow weapons came back, because the independent regiment was established earlier. Although it could not compare with Li Yunlong's new regiment, it was definitely more numerous than the newly established new second regiment.

Li Yunlong borrowed a total of more than 30 light and heavy machine guns from the two regiments, as well as the matching 20,000 rounds of ammunition. In addition, the new regiment had less than 100 light and heavy machine guns, but there were more than 80.

I forgot that there are more than fifty submachine guns of the new elite team.

Taken together, it is almost a certainty to capture this Japs Cavalry.

After Wei Dayong and Duan Peng returned with weapons, Li Yunlong took people to the ambush location that had been previously detected overnight, preparing to wait for the little devil to take the bait.

"This." Suzuki Katsuo was suddenly speechless.

Hearing Zhang Dabiao's voice, the soldiers aimed their machine guns at a position four hundred meters away.

"Suzuki-kun, look at this terrain for yourself. Even if the Eighth Route Army deploys a division on it, it will definitely be broken through by our cavalry regiment. There is nothing to be afraid of. You have forgotten the Battle of Xinkou a few years ago, China

Isn't this how a division of our army was broken through and released? What's more, I don't think an ambush exists at all. Besides, don't forget that the only enemies active around here are Tubal Road."

The next moment, the Japanese cavalry at the front of the queue screamed and fell to the ground. The horse was shot while galloping. Due to the inertia, it continued to fall forward. The Japanese cavalry on the horse was thrown out and was trampled by the hooves of the horses behind.

Turn into meat paste.

At this moment, the grass on the slope was lifted up in an instant, and the barrels of more than eighty light and heavy machine guns were illuminated at the same time.

The Japanese cavalry in the front row suddenly realized something was wrong, but they were already late.

More than eighty light and heavy machine guns roared continuously, spraying barrage after barrage at the enemy.

"Did you see that?" Li Yunlong said loudly: "What are the elites on horseback? I am fighting the elites. More than 80 light and heavy machine guns are placed at a distance of 400 meters. No matter how many Japanese cavalry come, they will not be able to use them. Give them to me quickly.

Replenish ammunition, fill up the clips, belts, and bullets slowly."

Fujiko Ichiro hoped that someone would ambush them again, just in time to kill them all, so that he could have a good fight.

Because the formation of the Japanese cavalry was very dense, the horses behind them were tripped by the fallen horses in front.

After all, their regiment had a total of 800 cavalry, but more than 500 of them were wiped out in one fell swoop. How could they explain to the commander when they got back? He didn't want to commit seppuku.

This battle was so exciting. Each man was armed with a machine gun, and it felt like seeing the Japanese cavalry falling in the hail of bullets. I have to say, it was not very exciting.

Then he heard intensive gunshots. Ichiro Fujita raised the telescope in his hand and saw sparks flashing on the slope as densely as stars.

The commander of the cavalry regiment, Fujiko Ichiro, did not discover the ambush around it. After all, this was a large open area, and the cavalry was a mobile unit. As long as it moved at full speed, it could pass through it in less than five minutes.

With the mobility of their unit, even if they were ambushed by the enemy, it would be nothing.

Li Yunlong looked at the war horses and Japanese corpses on the ground, and his whole mentality and mood became stable.

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When Li Yunlong on the slope saw this scene, the corner of his mouth not only curled up slightly, but he said happily: "With one move, I can seize five hundred cavalry. God, this will make me, Old Li, rich."

Zhang Dabiao wielded a Type 92 heavy machine gun and fired wildly at the Japanese cavalry. As soon as he finished firing a thirty-round magazine, the ammunition hand next to him immediately inserted a thirty-round bullet plate, and Zhang Dabiao immediately opened fire again.

Hearing the adjutant's words, Fujiko Ichiro looked a little unhappy. After all, he was the captain of the unit, and he was just an adjutant. But the words had been spoken, and he could not pretend that nothing had happened.

About three minutes later, the sound of horse hooves rumbled in the distance, and groups of Japanese cavalry carrying Type 44 rifles, Type 32 cavalry swords, and yellow jerseys appeared on the horizon of the highway.

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More than five hundred cavalry colleagues charged, and the formation was extraordinary. The rumble of horse hooves was deafening, and the ground shook slightly.

For a moment, the Japanese cavalry formed a cavalry formation, and under the heavy fire of bullets, those who were shot were thrown off their backs.

Although the shooting was very enjoyable, the consumption of bullets was also extremely alarming. In less than five minutes, they fired half of the number.

He didn't believe that the Chinese army had the ability to dare to compete with his cavalry regiment in the wild. Even if there was an ambush ahead, he would go and have a look.

Seeing this scene, both the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese were silent. A Japanese cavalryman seemed to be frightened and knelt down in the middle of the corpses of ghosts and war horses, crying and howling.

"Shut up, Suzuki-kun, do you want me to become a joke in the imperial military circles?"

"Captain, the Japanese haven't left yet, what should we do?" Zhang Dabiao asked aloud.

Yes, even if the Eighth Route Army really ambushed here, with the few broken guns of the Eighth Route Army, why should they ambush their cavalry regiment?

The remaining Japanese cavalry finally got scared, knowing that if they couldn't charge forward, they would all be shot if they stayed here. So they turned their horses and ran towards the rear.

As expected, there was an enemy ambush above. Looking at this scene, the 3rd and 4th Cavalry Squadrons were probably doomed.

"Ask for help from the garrison in Shouyang County?" Fujita Ichiro raised his eyebrows and said, "Can we ask for help to wash away the shame of our cavalry regiment?"

The ammunition hand immediately inserted the 30-round magazine into the machine gun. Li Yunlong pulled the bolt and then pressed the weight of the heavy machine gun, and the heavy machine gun roared again.

It is impossible for the enemy to ambush the cavalry on such terrain unless he has a large number of heavy weapons. He does not believe that the Chinese army has such troops, and there are only some Tuba Road activities nearby, so it is even more impossible.

In less than five minutes, more than 500 imperial warriors were shot dead by the Eighth Route Army. Not only that, the Eighth Route Army also openly shot and killed wounded soldiers.

The wait lasted for two days. During this period, Li Yunlong, who couldn't take any time off, told a few stories about his battles during the Red Army's Long March while waiting for the Japanese cavalry. The soldiers cheered in low voices, saying that the battle was about to begin.

The atmosphere doesn't seem so tense anymore.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army is not planning to leave. The machine guns are still in place. Shall we ask for help from the garrison in Shouyang County?" Suzuki Katsuo on the side looked through the telescope at the Eighth Route Army's position in front and said to Fujita Ichiro.

At first, the Japanese cavalry charged towards the slopes unconvincingly, but the cavalry's charge uphill was obviously slower than on flat ground and downhill. What's more, they faced a firepower net of more than 80 light and heavy machine guns, even on flat ground and downhill.

Po couldn't get any closer at all.

"I see, this old Jaap Fujita is definitely not willing to give in and wants to wipe out our new group here." Li Yunlong was also a little unsure at this time. What he was most afraid of was that the Japs asked for help, but even if he was afraid, he couldn't retreat like this.

"Bagaya Road." When Ichiro Fujita saw this scene through the telescope, he screamed in anger and his chest heaved.

After hearing what Fujita Ichiro said, Suzuki Katsuo said nothing more. After all, Fujita Ichiro was angry and would not listen even if he spoke.

Behind the Japanese cavalry formation, Fujita Ichiro was about to lead the remaining cavalry to continue advancing, when he suddenly saw the cavalry in front falling in pieces.

This is a disgrace, a great shame. If all the Eighth Route Army were not wiped out today, Ichiro Fujita would probably end up committing seppuku.

"No, but I always feel that something is wrong on the slopes on both sides in front of me. How about we send someone over to investigate." Suzuki Katsuo frowned and stared at the slopes in front of him.

"Bullets." Li Yunlong shouted behind him as soon as he finished firing a thirty-round magazine.

"Get ready to fight." Zhang Dabiao, who was standing by Li Yunlong's side, gave the order directly, and then heard the sound of a gun being pulled.

"But the Eighth Route Army's firepower is too fierce, we can't rush up at all." Suzuki Katsuo said.

At the same time, the new regiment was on the machine gun position.

Of course, even if the Japanese cavalry charges like this several times, they won't be able to stand it anymore, but fortunately one guy has eaten up more than half of the enemy's troops, and there aren't many Japanese cavalry left.

So he asked with a cold face: "Suzuki-kun, what did you find?"

More than eighty light and heavy machine guns fired almost simultaneously and screamed wildly.

Fujita Ichiro instantly understood that someone was specifically ambushing him, and a large amount of automatic firepower was prepared for this purpose. Looking at the enemy's clothes, it was obvious that they were Tubalu, but one thing he didn't understand was why Tubalu was equipped with so many weapons.

Light and heavy machine guns.

The Japanese cavalry behind them rushed forward one after another, but they could only reach a distance of 150 meters at most. By this time, more than half of the Japanese who broke into the ambush circle were already dead.

He even grabbed a match, lit a Laodao cigarette, took a puff, and held it between his right and middle fingers.

It was only because they captured so much during the last attack on the Huting stronghold that they could afford such a wealthy battle.

The soldiers looked up at the battlefield like a slaughterhouse, and their mouths almost burst into laughter.

The Japs Cavalry Regiment can only launch one charge at most.

Two hours passed by in a blink of an eye, and a day passed just as the sun turned westward. But at this time, the scout lookout post on the hillside in front finally sent out a signal, and the Japanese cavalry was coming soon.

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao stood up from behind the machine gun position and shouted loudly: "All machine guns, use the machine gun position as the calibration, intercept fire at 400 meters, intercept fire."

The Japanese cavalry who tried to turn around and escape were unable to cross the barrage area.

After all, the enemy is cavalry. If he leads a new regiment of soldiers to retreat, the enemy will definitely press forward. When there is no earth slope defense, and the infantry and cavalry are facing each other in the wild, the infantry will definitely suffer.

However, there were still many war horses shot to death dozens of meters away from the machine gun position. As the last Japanese was shot to the ground, the slope was already covered with the corpses of Japanese cavalry and war horses.

Li Yunlong was so itchy that he pushed away a machine gunner and personally operated the heavy machine gun to shoot at the enemy.

"Captain, there seems to be something wrong up front." At this time, the adjutant on the side looked at the soil slopes on both sides in the distance and said with a frown.

In an instant, Fujita Ichiro's face became extremely ugly, while Suzuki Katsuo on the side asked anxiously: "Captain, what should we do now?"

"Order the 3rd and 4th Squadrons to advance at full speed and quickly pass the intersection ahead." Ichiro Fujita glanced at Katsuo Suzuki next to him and then gave the order directly.

Li Yunlong pressed the weight of the heavy machine gun without hesitation, fired the remaining bullets in the magazine, and shot the Japanese cavalryman into a bloody sieve.

The continuous barrage of machine gun bullets formed a death barrage interception zone four hundred meters away from the machine gun position.

"Are you afraid of being ambushed by the enemy here?" Ichiro Fujiko looked at Suzuki Katsuo contemptuously and said.

Less than one-tenth of the army horses without their commanders crossed the top of the slope. After the Japanese cavalry were shot and dismounted, the soldiers stopped pointing their guns at the horses.

"Commander, don't the Japs want to use artillery to bombard our machine gun position?" Zhang Dabiao, who was standing by, knew that there was an artillery squadron in the Japs' cavalry regiment, equipped with eight Type 97 90mm mortars.

If one's side's machine gun position is blown up by the Japs, it will be difficult. Even if there are few Japs left, it will be extremely difficult, and one's own side may suffer heavy losses.

"Why are you afraid of him? It's just eight Type 97 mortars. Don't forget, we have a Type 92 infantry cannon. The reason why it was useless just now is because we were waiting for the little devil to set up the mortar.

We are not afraid of him using mortars now, but we are afraid of him asking for help." Li Yunlong said with a grin.

"About the visit to the machine gun position, I really forgot about the 92 infantry gun." Zhang Dabiao also laughed after hearing Li Yunlong's words.

"Captain." The Japanese artillery captain stepped forward and saluted Fujita Ichiro.

"Immediately build artillery positions and blow up the Eighth Route Army's machine gun positions." Ichiro Fujita was so angry that he didn't want to wait any longer.