Liao Mingyu told Meng Fangliao, Ayi and the others to determine the number of people, take out the roster, and let the soldiers register one by one.
The final number of people was actually a bit unexpected. There were more than 600 people in this group of defeated troops, exceeding the initial expectations. In this way, plus its own more than 300 people, the entire Sichuan Army finally reached the 1,000-man mark!
Looking at the names written one by one, Liao Mingyu felt happy. All his hard work was not in vain. Now he can finally be regarded as a serious leader.
Liao Mingyu first divided the entire army into three battalions, a machine gun company and assault reinforcement platoon, plus an artillery platoon.
The battalion commander is temporarily left to Meng Fan, Long Wenwen and himself. There is no way, we can't choose suitable candidates now, there are only a few people suitable to lead troops. The machine gun company is led by Mi Long and Cui Yong as deputy company commanders.
The assault platoon is led by Fura Kaima. These two brothers are the ones who rush forward at the risk of their lives in a battle. The soldiers in the assault platoon basically ate pork stewed with vermicelli in the same pot, and there were some brothers who had fought together at the airport. There were more than 80 people in total, and most of them were armed with Thomson and Sten models, and the firepower was fierce.
The six captured mortars were organized into an artillery platoon, with Li Liansheng as the platoon leader for the time being. Although this guy was submissive and bloodless, he knew a lot about mortars. It's a pity that there are not many artillery shells left, and these mortars will be used as decorations after they are finished. Liao Mingyu was so angry that he couldn't buy ammunition for unlocked weapons because of the stupid system.
After arranging everything, Liao Mingyu ordered the troops to move forward.
Long Wenwen never closed his mouth all the way, and he accidentally became the leader of a thousand people. Although he was a deputy, it was better than being the leader of a gangster, who would be shot if caught.
You know, nowadays, if you are caught pretending to be a senior military officer, you are basically sent to reincarnation as a peanut.
Except for Liao Mingyu who knew his identity, Long Wenwen had not told anyone about this matter until now.
Looking at the team of more than a thousand people, he felt very happy in his heart. This guy was happily tossing back and forth in the middle of the team. One moment I ran here to give instructions, and the next moment I went there to shout twice. The whole thing is a living treasure.
"My name is Long Wenwen! I am your regimental deputy, and the person next to me is your regimental leader!"
"Left, left, left, right, left! Throw your hands up and step up."
"I'm going home. I'm not active at home. There's something wrong with my head! Hahaha!"
Long Wenwen's wild and frivolous laughter echoed in the jungle. The voice sounded so arrogant and unscrupulous that even the little Jaap scouts, who had always been unscrupulous, hid far away when they heard the voice.
In this jungle, to evaluate the strength of a team, you only need to see if there are any Japanese scouts behind it. If not, it means that this team exists that even little devils dare not easily provoke. So along the way, more and more broken soldiers joined their ranks.
When the troops reached a mountain col, Liao Mingyu ordered them to rest near the forest. He seemed to vaguely hear some gunfire in front of him, but the sound was too small and he couldn't be sure.
"Who is our vanguard now?" Liao Mingyu asked Long Wenwen, who was drinking water next to him.
"It seems that I am not annoying them."
"You haven't come back yet?"
Liao Mingyu frowned, worried that something bad would happen. He remembered that Shikong Yaoma was originally a vanguard. He mistakenly sent a signal to the Japanese scouts on the way and was shot in the head.
"Call another platoon over to take a look. I'm worried about them..."
Before he finished speaking, Bu La, who was scouting the way in front of the troops, quickly came out of the forest.
"Commander, there is an expeditionary force in front of us. They were bitten by the little devils. They beat them fiercely!"
Bula ran up to Liao Mingyu, held his knees with both hands, and panted and said: "There are more than 200 people in that group. The little devils have surrounded them. They are about to be eaten."
"Don't worry, drink some water first. How far are they from us now?" Liao Mingyu said and handed him a military kettle.
"Gudu, Gudu... Ha, there it is, just 2.3 kilometers over this mountain. We were led there by the sound of gunfire and found it. There are about two squadrons of little devils. Captain, do we want to help? ?”
Bu La took a few gulps of water, wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth, and spoke hurriedly.
"Needless to say, Long Wenwen, take the first battalion and sneak up first. Meng is annoyed! The equipment and personnel of the second and third battalions are relatively poor, so stay where you are."
Liao Mingyu waved his hand and issued a series of orders: "To Ma, take the assault platoon and follow me."
The soldiers of the Sichuan Army took action quickly. Within 20 minutes, they arrived at the top of the mountain. The sound of gunfire became louder and louder, and they were getting closer to the target.
Liao Mingyu and his soldiers hid in the jungle. The little devils in front were all focused on the expeditionary force, and they did not notice that a team of more than 500 people had arrived behind them.
The group was trapped on the top of the mountain, relying on the rocks and trees on the mountain for cover, desperately resisting the Japanese attack. There are not many of them anymore, and countless corpses of the expeditionary force are lying on the hillside.
Two squadrons of little Japanese surrounded them on the left and right. They were in no hurry to attack. This group of Chinese people was already a turtle in the urn and there was no need to push too hard.
They cunningly took advantage of their marksmanship and firepower to shoot at the Chinese soldiers on the mountain. From time to time, some soldiers on the mountain were hit, and several grenade shells still exploded on the top of the mountain. Those soldiers are in danger!
"Listen to my order! If you want to be mad, follow me in a moment and bring the soldiers from the assault platoon. Milong, your machine gun team will follow behind the assault platoon to find a position and provide us with fire cover."
"Long Wenwen, stay where you are with the rest of the people. If the squadron on the right of the Japs comes to support you, beat that son of a bitch hard. Cui Yong's heavy machine gun team will be left to you!"
"Li Liansheng, before we get closer, you have to fire two cannons at the little devil to cheer him up! Shoot accurately and blow me up until I come back and skin you!"
Liao Mingyu issued a series of orders. Everyone nodded sternly and took action according to their duties.
"Dong Dao, follow me!"
Before the soldiers of the assault platoon took action, Li Liansheng's mortar had already fired. The distance was so close that there was no need for more aiming.
Phew...boom! boom!
The mortar shells accurately hit the road where the Japanese troops were charging. Several Japanese soldiers were blown away by the sudden shells.
"Fire!"
The three light machine gun teams under Mi Long pulled the trigger instantly. The soldiers of the assault platoon quickly moved forward and showered the little Japanese with bullets with their submachine guns.
"嘘嘚嘚嘚嘚...!"
"Da da da da da!"
Milong fired a round, killing 7.8 of the little devils who were sticking out their butts in a pile at once.
The fierce firepower caused chaos in the formation of the Japanese squadron, and countless little Japanese who were caught off guard were hit and killed by bullets.
"Doubian, you little bastard, are you squatting there to lay eggs? Magazines!"
Milong emptied a magazine and shouted angrily to Doubi. He took the magazine and reloaded it as quickly as possible.
"Ta-ta!... Ta-ta-ta!"
With a short burst of fire, three little Japanese who tried to disperse and move were instantly hit. That day, he practiced using machine guns all afternoon at the airport and shot through a whole box of bullets. He finally learned some skills with machine guns!
The Japanese army did not expect that Chinese people would appear behind them. They were caught off guard and scores of Japanese soldiers were killed by bullets.
"Don't be chaotic, establish a defense line, and wait for support from Kimura Squadron!"
"Grenade squad, fire for me. They are just Chinese soldiers who can be defeated in one strike. Don't panic, fight back quickly!"
In the Japanese army, the squadron leader was holding a samurai sword and trying his best to organize the soldiers to fight back. But what he didn't know was that a cold gun was already pointed at him.
The little Japanese's grenade squad quickly took up position in an attempt to fire shells at the assault platoon.
boom! boom! boom!
There were a few more loud noises, and three mortar shells blew the undeployed Japanese grenade into the sky. The 90mm grenade directly blew a little Japanese in half!
"Baga! Everyone..."
"Bang!"
The squadron leader was furious when he saw the grenade squad being eliminated by the enemy. Just as he stood up and wanted to command the troops to charge, before he could finish speaking, a bullet hit his eye socket, and he fell straight to the ground!
At this time, the mortars also stopped bombarding the little Japanese.
Putting down the No. 4 sniper rifle, Liao Mingyu shouted loudly: "Li Liansheng's side has ceased fire, assault platoon! Rush up and deal with them!"
"Come on!"
Liao Mingyu gave an order, and the assault platoon of the Sichuan Army was like a tiger descending a mountain, rushing towards the still confused Japanese army.
