In Yangcun, the new regiment headquarters.
Captain Li Da just finished talking to Chen Feng.
In last night's battle, 10 Japs turrets and 1 stronghold were taken down. In addition to the 3 turrets taken down a few days ago, the total is equivalent to 16 turrets taken down.
Li Yunlong struggled for a long time and finally decided to order 12 bazooka rocket launchers and 4 machine guns.
The bazooka and machine guns and corresponding ammunition will be delivered tomorrow.
Of course, it is also possible to replace one bazooka or one machine gun with two Maxims or two 60mm mortars.
However, there is currently no shortage of a new group of Maxim and 60 mortars.
Captain Li quietly calculated an account. As long as he used bazooka to continuously attack Japanese forts and strongholds and received assistance from Chen Feng, he would be able to make a fortune with compound profits.
After all, in North China, especially after the Japanese army implemented the cage policy, the most indispensable thing was gun towers and strongholds.
By then, the new group will each have a rocket launcher or a machine gun. Wouldn't it be great?
But Li Yunlong also knew that he was just thinking about it. Not to mention whether Chen Feng had so many weapons to assist him, whether he could kill more than 2,000 gun towers.
He couldn't even pass the brigade commander's test. The words "brigade commander Gong Xi Fa Cai" were not a joke to Li Yunlong.
Not long after he finished talking to Chen Feng, Li Yunlong hid the radio communication machine and the phone on the table began to ring.
Li Yunlong guessed that the call was probably from the brigade commander. He couldn't hide, so he had to pick up the phone and put it to his ear: "Hey, this is the new group."
"Li Yunlong." The brigade commander's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone, "I congratulate you on getting rich!"
Li Yunlong couldn't help but feel his anus tighten. Sometimes in his dreams he could hear the brigade commander congratulating him on getting rich, which made him nervous when he heard this.
"How can we get rich?" Li Yunlong said hurriedly, "The poor can hardly open the pot."
The brigade commander said: "You kid, can you hide it from my eyes?"
"Last night, 10 blockhouses and one stronghold on Yuliao Highway were removed at the same time overnight."
"You kid, don't tell me, you didn't do this."
"Who else besides you could be so bold as to launch such a large-scale combat operation without consulting your superiors?"
Li Yunlong said quickly: "Brigade commander, what kind of big combat operation is this? It's just one or two battalions working for half a night. It really doesn't count as a big combat operation."
"So?" asked the brigade commander, "You admit that your new regiment was responsible for last night's battle?"
"Admit it, admit it." Li Yunlong said, "You promised me before that you would give me some autonomy. With this red mouth and white teeth, Brigadier, you have to admit it."
At the brigade headquarters, the brigade commander and deputy brigade commander Han looked at each other, both of them looking a bit incredulous.
It was really Li Yunlong who did it!
Good guy, one or two battalions were dispatched in one night and they took down 10 gun towers and 1 stronghold.
Except for the new regiment, the entire 386th brigade was dispatched. It would be difficult to achieve this result even after working all night, and the casualties would definitely not be small.
"Really?" the brigade commander smiled, "I promised you, who can prove it to you?"
"I recognize the brigade commander." Li Yunlong said, "Tell me, how much equipment are you going to rob this time?"
"However, there are not many weapons and ammunition seized this time. There are only 5 light machine guns, about 100 rifles, and more than 10,000 rounds of ammunition. It is a huge loss."
The brigade commander frowned: "I'm just asking you if you did it last night. Who said they wanted to rob your equipment?"
"It's just three melons and two dates. Labor and management still don't like it, so you can keep it for yourself."
Li Yunlong looked happy: "Hai, brigade commander, if you didn't want to rob me, you would have told me earlier. Look, you scared me."
"You have such a big reaction," the brigade commander said in a suspicious tone, "You can't be playing a trick with labor and management by building plank roads and secretly using warehouses. Could it be that you have made a fortune in other channels?"
"No, no, absolutely not." Li Yunlong quickly denied it, "If I get rich, can I hide it from you, brigade commander?"
It's not considered a fortune before the weapons are put into storage, Li Yunlong added in his mind.
The brigade commander asked Li Yunlong several times before, and Li Yunlong always told him honestly, so the brigade commander believed Li Yunlong's words.
At the moment, he did not dwell too much on this issue and asked: "In last night's battle, did your new group use bazooka rocket launchers to deal with the Japanese artillery towers?"
"That's right!" Li Yunlong said, "It was with rocket launchers that we destroyed 10 gun towers overnight."
"Brigadier Commander, can our arsenal make a replica of the rocket launcher I sent to the brigade headquarters?"
Li Yunlong asked one more question.
The brigade commander said: "The comrades from the arsenal have already replied yesterday. Unfortunately, even if we master its firing principle, we still cannot produce such advanced weapons with the technology and equipment of our current arsenal."
"And the structure of this rocket is very complicated. Our arsenal can't even make artillery shells with delayed fuses..."
"But a special research team has been set up at the arsenal to study it."
"By the way, what's going on with you and your channel recently?"
"Have you been assisted with a bazooka recently?"
"I haven't been idle recently and am in contact." Li Yunlong said, "The next batch of aid should be coming soon."
"When the next batch of assistance arrives," the brigade commander said, "You don't need to hand over the rocket launchers to the brigade headquarters. You can first select elite backbones and train a group of rocket launcher soldiers. Labor and capital will be of great use."
"Yes!" Li Yunlong smiled happily and responded quickly.
It's so rare that the brigade commander didn't commit any robbery.
"Thank you, Brigadier!"
"Thank you, Brigadier!"
…
In Taiyuan, the headquarters of the Japanese First Army.
Commander Shinozuka Yoshio is receiving the Japanese North China Front Chief of Staff Miyano Michichi, accompanied by special agent team leader Yamamoto Kazuki.
The two of them knelt down and sat at the table facing each other. A waiter brought tea to the table. Yoshio Shinozuka stretched out his hand and said: "Miyano-kun, please!"
Miyano Michichi picked up the tea cup, blew on it first, and then took a sip.
"Yes, it's fresh and sweet, fragrant and mellow. It's really a good tea. There are very few such good teas in the empire."
Yamamoto Kazuki said: "General Miyano is joking. In fact, this is just a very common Biluochun in southern China."
Although Yamamoto Kazuki was very capable, he was not tactful enough in dealing with others. Yoshio Shinozuka was afraid that he would offend Miyano Michichi, so he said: "The true meaning of tea ceremony lies in inner peace, Miyano-kun, don't you think, Has the fragrance of tea melted away all your hard work from traveling all the way from Peking?"
Miyano Michichi nodded slightly, turned to look at Yamamoto Kazuki, and asked calmly: "Yamamoto-kun, I heard that some time ago, your special agent team carried out a beheading operation on the leader of the Eighth Route Army. How was the success? I heard that your special agent team Team, but General Shinozuka’s favorite.”
Yamamoto Kazuki heard the teasing meaning in Miyano Michio's words.
Since Miyano Michichi knew the combat operations of the special agent team, he probably also knew that the special agent team had failed.
"I'm ashamed to say it." Yamamoto Kazuki said, "The last combat operation ended in failure."
"However, Chief of Staff Miyano has always focused on field warfare and never seemed interested in my special operations."
Miyano Michichi shook his head slightly: "China is a vast country. Yamamoto-kun's special agent team only has a few dozen people. I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle the overall situation."
If Yamamoto's special agent team had won last time, or if Yamamoto's attitude had been better, Miyano Michichi might have been more polite to Yamamoto for Yoshio Shinozuka's sake.
When Miyano Michichi said these words, it was equivalent to denying the Yamamoto Special Agent Team.
The awkward look on Yamamoto Kazuki's face flashed away, he glanced at Yoshio Shinozuka, leaned forward and paused slightly.
Yoshio Shinozuka said: "The true meaning of special operations is that when the strategic balance is in a stable state, the weight of an ant can cause the balance to tilt."
"General Miyano, please forgive me for my words. You serve as the chief of staff of the entire North China Expeditionary Force."
"I have a heavy responsibility towards His Majesty the Emperor and the Empire."
"Although the cage tactics currently implemented by our army in North China have initially achieved results."
"But I think the special operations that Mr. Yamamoto learned and brought back from Germany can be regarded as an innovative tactic."
"Especially against the Eighth Route Army, which is good at guerrilla warfare."
"However..." Miyano Michichi said, "Currently, the special agent team has not achieved a good record, so it may be difficult to innovate tactics based on this."
"General Miyano," Yoshio Shinozuka said, "Do you know what the battle was like during the Eighth Route Army's attack on Qixian County some time ago?"
Miyano Michichi said with an expression: "I would like to hear the details."
When Miyano Michichi came to Taiyuan this time, he was sent by Shun Tada of the North China Expeditionary Army to inspect whether the combat effectiveness of the First Army had declined.
The formed cavalry regiment was completely wiped out and the county seat was captured by the Eighth Route Army. The North China Expeditionary Army headquarters was in disbelief after hearing this.
"This was originally a battle worth mentioning," Yoshio Shinozuka said, "but the result was unexpected."
Miyano Michichi's expression changed and he asked, "Unexpected?"
Yoshio Shinozuka said: "On one side, there are nearly 600 people of the Imperial Army and the Imperial Association Army, and on the other side there is a small force of only 60 people of the Eighth Route Army."
"And the location of the battle was within the city wall of the county that was heavily defended by the imperial army."
Speaking of this, Yoshio Shinozuka paused deliberately.
Although Miyano Michichi knew that the county seat of Qixian County was captured by the Eighth Route Army, he did not know the specific battle process.
"The strength is ten to one." Miyano Michichi said, "There is no suspense about the outcome of the battle, right?"
Shinozuka Yoshio said: "No, the Imperial Army and the Imperial Association Army suffered more than 300 casualties in this battle, and this small Eighth Route Army suffered at most 5 casualties."
"Sixty to one casualties?" Miyano Michichi said in shock, "How was this battle fought? The commander who directed the battle should commit seppuku."
"On the baseball fields in Tokyo, scores of 20 to 0 are very common, but in the North China battlefield, it was such a one-sided battle, and it was a battle where the imperial army failed, and it was a battle loss ratio of 60 to 1. This is the first time I have seen it. "Yoshio Shinozuka said while looking at Kazuki Yamamoto. Bayi Chinese website
Yamamoto Kazuki said: "Major General Miyano, this is a special operation carried out by the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army used a small group of elites to wear the clothes of the Imperial Army and ride on the horses of the Imperial Army. They successfully deceived the checkpoints and strongholds outside the city and used Thunderbolt. If we seize the southern city wall and then hold it, the main force of the Eighth Route Army can capture the county seat of Qixian within an hour or two."
"Nani?" Miyano Michichi was stunned for a moment, "Does Tubalu also know about special operations?"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
