Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 386 The monk takes action

Yoshio Shinozuka's face flushed red. The second telegram did not have many words, but each word was like a sharp knife stabbing into Shinozuka's eyes, causing him to tremble with pain.

In the past, only the locust army used this kind of wording to the Chinese army. How could it be the turn of the Chinese army to use it to the locust army?

Over the past year, the Independent Regiment has beaten the Locust Army to a pulp, and the Japanese were almost defeated at the first blow. All the forces in Shanxi are well aware of this.

However, for the Japanese, even if this is something they know very well, they cannot talk about it casually.

Killing people is also heartbreaking.

Shinozuka Yoshio forced himself to stand up. He was unwilling to expose the fact that he was extremely weak at the moment. "Send a telegram to the 16th Mixed Brigade of the Locust Army, ordering them to destroy this Chinese army that dared to blaspheme the Locust Army at all costs!"

The messenger took the order and left.

Kasahara Koizumi, standing next to Shinozuka Yoshio, heard the weakness hidden behind this seemingly powerful command.

He thought of his subordinates who had died bravely a few days ago, and the soldiers of the 4th Brigade who collapsed again today, and he sighed deeply in his heart.

.......

The monk’s position outside Heyuan County.

The team led by the monk consisted of less than ten people, but no one was afraid when faced with the encirclement of nearly two thousand Japanese devils.

"Captain, the Minister has sent a message!"

The signalman who came with the monk said excitedly.

"Show it to me."

The monk was not surprised at all, because he knew that there was no way the regiment would abandon them. Even when they were surrounded by more than 2000 Japanese devils, this belief never wavered for a moment.

"Hahaha! The Minister is so domineering!"

"Captain, this telegram was sent by the minister in plain text. The entire northwest of Shanxi and even the entire Shanxi region can see it. We are saved!"

"Read this telegram aloud to your comrades, and tell them that if we can survive these few hours, the regiment will surely have prepared a celebration banquet for us!

I'll take them back to drink!"

Even though they were surrounded by powerful enemies, the Liangshan Detachment of the Independent Regiment did not feel nervous at all.

The Japanese who were confronting the Liangshan Special Forces did not have such a good mentality. The 16th Brigade of the Japanese received the latest telegram from Yoshio Shinozuka, asking them to eliminate this small group of Chinese troops at all costs.

The wording was very strong, even using words like blasphemous locust army, which was a very harsh term.

The commander of the Japanese 16th Brigade silently lit a cigarette, took two puffs and smoked most of it, then threw the remaining half of the cigarette butt hard on the ground and stomped on it to bury it in the mud.

"Pass on my order. The teams surrounding the center will advance one by one. The outer troops will prevent other Chinese troops from launching surprise attacks. They will advance steadily at the fastest speed!

I will use the millstone-like tactics to crush this small Chinese force to death!

No Chinese soldier will be allowed to escape.

If there are any mistakes, I will personally send him to see His Majesty Tian Huang!"

The commander of the 16th Brigade of the Japanese army bared his teeth and gave orders coldly.

Since we have decided to devour this Chinese team, then we will crush them in the most unquestionable way. It is true that the Chinese team has a strong firepower density, but my locust army will use the most solid encirclement to trap you to death. Either side is an iron wall and will not give you any chance to breathe.

The place twenty kilometers outside Heyuan County has become the center of attention of the entire Jin area.

All the howitzers owned by the Eighth Route Army were aimed at the area where the monk was located from three positions, waiting for the order to pour out ten tons of shells.

Give all the little devils a little shock.

The monk was lying on the small earthen slope, surrounded by trenches that had been quickly dug. There were densely packed Japanese troops on all sides, and they were still advancing step by step.

The oppressive feeling brought by the densely packed devils gradually increased as the distance decreased, and many soldiers of the Liangshan Special Forces couldn't help but tighten their weapons.

The communicator's hands were still shaking uncontrollably. The monk leaned against the communicator and chatted with him in a casual manner, trying to ease the tension in his heart.

"Have you told the regiment headquarters about the location of our position?"

"As I said before, the first lesson for us correspondents when we come to the independent regiment is to learn the military maps we have now. Don't worry, we know the map of the entire Jin area by heart.

Captain, please move aside, you are blocking my view of the Japanese mortar position ahead."

As he spoke, the correspondent pushed the monk away to prevent him from interfering with his work.

The correspondent felt an indescribable sense of relief in the face of a powerful enemy.

Monk: “…”

"Why were your hands shaking just now?"

"Captain, I'm not shaking. My hands are sore from sending a series of the enemy's position coordinates just now." The communicator said helplessly.

The monk was a little helpless. It turned out that you were not nervous, but tired.

"Captain, don't worry. Once I send out the coordinates of these forty or fifty Japanese positions, the Japanese will just wait for death! Even if a few of us die here, I believe that the indicators I have given out can cause heavy losses to the Japanese, and there will be ten or a hundred times more Japanese to bury with us.

We are worth more than enough.”

There was a flash of fanaticism in the communicator's eyes. The monk looked left and right but could not see any fear on his face. Instead, he only had excitement on his face.

"Captain, you don't know that our communicators have always played a supporting role. We don't have the opportunity to fight in the battlefield. This time, I am really happy!"

The correspondent kept muttering to himself, but he didn't stop working at all.

Like the hand of the King of Hell, Zhu approved the deaths of a series of Japanese devils.

The monk was choked by the communicator. It seems that you are not worried at all. This guy is obviously a civilian but he is more radical than me, the captain.

He felt his pockets and found one last pack of cigarettes. He tore it open and distributed it to his comrades in the surrounding trenches.

The monk picked up a cigarette, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then put it in his mouth and bit it with his teeth, but did not light it.

"Communicator, have you sent out the locations of the Japanese?"

"Wait for me for thirty seconds, there is one last set."

"it is good!"

Thirty seconds later, the monk suddenly stood up with the Gatling gun, and the weapon in his hand poured out unparalleled blue fire, cleansing all the sins in the world.

There is no need to worry about ammunition management at this point. Just fire the bullets without any scruples and use up all the bullets in your hand as quickly as possible.

The Japanese soldiers who had already entered the 200-meter range were suddenly hit by a violent storm, and dozens of Japanese soldiers at the forefront burst into blood mist on the spot.

Some of the Japanese soldiers who were moving forward with a relatively high posture were left with only half of their bodies.

The area within a radius of dozens of meters was suddenly filled with the smell of blood.