"Could it be that there is also a special force such as the special agent team in the Eighth Route Battle Order?"
When Miyano Michichi thinks about specific tactical issues, he usually considers them from the perspective of a large corps. He always regards the special forces of small commandos as trivial.
However, knowing that there might be a special force such as a special agent team in the Eighth Route Army, Miyano Michichi couldn't sit still.
Yoshio Shinozuka looked a little embarrassed. The Yamamoto Special Forces did not successfully prove the value of the special forces, but the Eighth Route Special Forces proved it.
However, Yoshio Shinozuka is a commander who does not stick to the situation. No matter who proves him, as long as he achieves the purpose of revolutionizing the North China Army's tactics.
"Hi!" Kazuki Yamamoto paused, "Major General Miyano!"
"I was a little skeptical before, but after seeing the photos of the corpses of the Imperial Army and the Imperial Alliance Army."
"I'm sure this is an authentic Eighth Route Special Forces!"
"They are armed with all automatic weapons. When faced with battalion-sized charges, they mostly use single-shot fire during battles."
"It can be seen that this group of eight soldiers have been trained in precision shooting. Judging from the photos of the corpses of the Imperial Army and Imperial Alliance Army killed in the crossfire, most of the bullets were in the center of the eyebrows, killing them with one shot."
"According to the soldiers of the Imperial Army who participated in the battle, these Eighth Route Army soldiers are extremely experienced in combat, and their shots are almost perfect..."
Miyano Michichi's expression changed. Even a proud person like Yamamoto Kazuki admired the Eighth Route Army special force very much. He must have something special about him.
"After returning to Peiping, I will propose to Commander Tada to conduct special agent team experiments in each division to innovate tactics and improve public security!"
Yoshio Shinozuka said with a smile: "Then we will wait for the good news from General Miyano."
Yamamoto Kazuki also looked slightly relaxed.
Shinozuka Yoshio was in a good mood and was about to propose a game of chess with Miyano Michio.
Communications staff officer Toshimatsu Kasai walked in with an ugly expression, as if something had happened.
"Your Excellency, Commander!" Communications Staff Officer Toshimatsu Kasai walked to Yoshio Shinozuka, stopped, paused, and said, "I just received a report from the Fourth Brigade, Yuliao Highway..."
"What happened to Yuliao Highway?" Yoshio Shinozuka asked casually.
The road from Yangquan to Yushe via Pingding, Heshun, and Liao counties was the road that the Japanese army penetrated the deepest into the Taihang base area.
Yoshio Shinozuka attempted to extend the road to the southwest and connect it with the Baijin Railway via Wuxiang, in order to divide the Daxing area and flexibly mobilize the forces of the Shota and Baijin lines.
Therefore, Yoshio Shinozuka is also preparing to strengthen the defense of Yuliao Highway and build additional strongholds and gun towers.
Now there is a blockhouse every 5 kilometers, and Yoshio Shinozuka is planning to order the construction of a stronghold every 5 kilometers on the Yuliao Highway to ensure nothing goes wrong.
However, Shinozuka Yoshio did not realize that something had happened on the Yuliao Highway. After all, it was not easy for the Eighth Route Army to destroy all of the 10 or so blockhouses and 1 stronghold connected together.
With the firepower of the Eighth Route Army, at most a few gun towers would be knocked out and they would reach the sky. The Japanese army would soon repair them.
Kasai Toshimatsu paused and said in a deep voice: "Last night, the Yu-Liao Highway was attacked by the Eighth Route Army. All the artillery towers and strongholds were destroyed, and more than 200 Imperial Army soldiers were crushed!"
"Nani?" Yoshio Shinozuka suddenly turned his head and said in a deep voice, "What did you say? The turrets and strongholds were all destroyed?" Bayi Chinese website
Yamamoto Kazuki on the side cast a surprised look.
The Japanese army finally took control of the Yu-Liao Highway. The artillery towers and strongholds were all destroyed at once, which was equivalent to losing control of this highway.
From now on, the Eighth Route Army can ambush Japanese and puppet army transport convoys on this road anytime and anywhere.
"Hey!" Kasai Toshimatsu said suddenly, "Everyone is destroyed!"
Miyano Michichi looked at Yoshio Shinozuka with questioning eyes.
Shinozuka Yoshio looked a little embarrassed and asked.
"idiot!"
"What exactly is going on?"
Such an incident happened on the first day when the chief of staff of the dispatched army visited the First Army, which really made him, the commander, look disgraceful.
"It's not clear what's going on yet," Kasai Toshimatsu said, "However, the gendarmerie stationed in Liao County and Yushe are stepping up their investigation, and there will be news soon."
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The next day, Chen Feng delivered the goods as agreed with Li Yunlong.
Since Li Yunlong asked for 12 bazookas and 4 machine guns, there was not much ammunition.
Therefore, Chen Feng and Yan Shuangying drove two mule carts to deliver goods to Yangcun.
The sentry at the entrance of the village knew Chen Feng and knew that he was a good friend of the regiment leader, so he let him go directly.
At the gate of the regimental headquarters yard, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang came out after hearing the news.
"Brother Chen Feng!"
“One day without seeing you is like three autumns apart.”
Looking at the two mule carts loaded with weapons and ammunition behind Chen Feng, Commander Li's face was instantly filled with a smile.
Door-to-door delivery, considerate service, fair price, and honest service. Leader Li Da gave Chen Feng a thumbs up in his heart.
"Chen Feng... hello, brother, we meet again." The smile on Zhao Gang's face was also like spring breeze.
He was originally going to call Chen Feng comrade, but after thinking about it he changed his tune.
Chen Feng first bowed his hands to the two of them, then turned around and waved to Yan Shuangying and said: "Here are the goods, 12 bazookas, 360 rockets, 4 machine guns and 1,200 rounds of 20mm artillery shells."
Yan Shuangying jumped off the mule cart and opened the green cloth covering the mule cart.
Four single-mounted cannons and boxes containing bazookas and ammunition were fixed to the mule cart with ropes.
Captain Li's face showed uncontrollable joy. It won't be long before he can use this batch of equipment to earn several times more weapons and ammunition than before.
Profits will be compounded and you will make a fortune.
"Xiao Liu!" Li Yunlong shouted outside.
Guard platoon leader Liu Dali ran in from outside, came to Li Yunlong, and gave a military salute: "Here we are!"
"Take a dozen people to unload the weapons and ammunition from the two mule carts and move them to the house over there." Li Yunlong pointed to the side room.
Anyway, the brigade commander has already said that he will not rob these weapons and equipment, so there is no need to hide some in a secret warehouse.
"Yes!" Platoon Leader Liu followed Li Yunlong's hand and saw that it was the room next door to the regiment headquarters.
"By the way." Chen Feng suddenly said, "I have a gift for Political Commissar Zhao."
Zhao Gang looked overjoyed and a little flattered. He didn't expect that Chen Feng would give him a gift.
After all, he and Chen Feng had nothing in common. They had only met two or three times at most, let alone friendship.
Chen Feng took out a rectangular wooden box from the mule cart with both hands, placed it on the ground and opened it.
Zhao Gang wanted Li Yunlong to look into the box, and a weapon they had never seen before appeared in their field of vision.
"This is..." Zhao Gang asked.
"Barrett, a large-caliber sniper rifle, is mainly used to attack light armored vehicles and tanks. It can also snipe high-value targets from long distances."
"It uses a super telescope with 10x adjustable magnification, a diameter of 12.7 mm, and a magazine capacity of 10 rounds."
"The maximum accurate range is 1850 meters and the maximum range is 2500 meters."
Before Chen Feng finished speaking, Captain Li's eyes were already shining.
Licking his lips, Captain Li was so excited that he almost cried out. He poked his hand and said, "The large-caliber sniper rifle is really a good thing."
At a distance of nearly 2 kilometers, it would be great to kill the enemy commander with one shot at a critical moment.
"This is too expensive, I can't have it."
"Besides, there is no reward for no merit. How could I, Zhao Gang, be so virtuous and capable? How could I have the nerve to take such a good thing for no reason?"
Zhao Gang was not as thick-skinned as Li Yunlong, so he shook his head and said.
Li Yunlong was as anxious as a cat scratching his head. Lao Zhao's old habit of being a nerd came back again. Why would he refuse such a good thing before him?
Li Yunlong couldn't help but say at that moment.
"I'm talking about Lao Zhao."
"Brother Chen Feng sincerely gave you a gift, why did you refuse?"
"Don't let down brother Chen Feng."
Chen Feng also said: "Last time I heard Commander Li say that Political Commissar Zhao is good at using sniper rifles, so he specially asked the designers of the arsenal to design and build such a large-caliber sniper rifle. There is only one like this in the world, and there is no other." Semicolon, as the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero, and Political Commissar Zhao is both civil and military, so he is suitable to use it to kill the Japanese."
Having said that, Zhao Gang couldn't refuse anymore and said with a smile: "I don't want a city jade, but I want a murderous sword. Then I'll accept it."
Zhao Gang took the Barrett sniper rifle out of the wooden box. The flawless large-caliber sniper rifle was full of violent aesthetics. The exquisite lines and hard metal shell represented the pinnacle of mechanical manufacturing. The gun body was gray. The color does not reflect any light under the sun, and even the observation holes on both sides of the sniper scope are covered with mesh to prevent reflection.
Breathtaking is Zhao Gang's evaluation of this large-caliber sniper rifle.
Chen Feng took down another box from the mule cart and said, "200 rounds of 12.7 caliber sniper rifle ammunition. You can tell me anytime you use up."
"Brother Chen Feng." Zhao Gang said gratefully: "Thank you very much."
Li Yunlong was so envious that he almost drooled. He poked his hand in embarrassment: "Brother Chen Feng, didn't you prepare a gift for me?"
The machine guns and bazookas that Captain Li Menqing and Chen Feng assisted were all high-end goods. The large-caliber sniper rifle this time was 100% the same high-end goods as the previous ones.
"I'm sorry, brother." Chen Feng pretended to apologize, "This time I only prepared a gift for Political Commissar Zhao, and I forgot about you."
Although the system has unlocked a powerful shotgun for Li Yunlong, the labor and management won't give it to him now, hey, just for fun.
With Li Yunlong's character, even if you give him 10 shotguns, he will take them all without hesitation.
Li Yunlong pursed his lips and looked at Chen Feng with a look of resentment on his face.
After delivering the goods, Chen Feng said it was urgent, handed over to Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, and left in a hurry with Yan Shuangying and the mule cart.
The two arrived at the entrance of the village and returned to the courtyard of the regiment headquarters. Liu Dali had already led people to move weapons and ammunition into the room.
"Lao Li, let's go to the back mountain shooting range to try this gun."
Zhao Gang found an instruction manual from the box and carried the exquisite mini bullet box. Zhao Gang invited Li Yunlong to test the gun: "Test how far it can shoot and how powerful it is."
"What does your test of the gun have to do with our old Li?" Li Yunlong said sourly.
However, although Captain Li said so, his body followed Zhao Gang honestly and flew towards the shooting range in the back mountain.
Both of them were a little impatient.
"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.
