The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

Chapter 1213 Li Yunlong: It’s finally my turn (second update)

On the road about ten kilometers away from Tianjin Pier, a convoy of eight cars moved quickly towards Beiping.

Because the distance was very short, and apart from the Eighth Route Army guerrilla brigade trapped in Fangshan, there were no other organized enemies in the Pingjin area, so the vigilance of this convoy was very low.

In addition to the driver, there was a Japanese soldier sitting in each passenger seat, and only the car in the lead pulled a dozen soldiers...

All the little devils add up to about thirty people.

"idiot……"

The troop carrier walking at the front of the convoy suddenly braked. Because it was too sudden, the Japanese soldiers standing in the carriage were directly knocked into a ball, cursing, and it was so lively.

The team leader sitting in the passenger seat also hit his head against the windshield because the driver suddenly braked.

Just as he was about to curse, he saw several boulders blocking the road and there were rolling marks on the ground.

Looking again at the edge of the road, a mound of dirt suddenly came into view.

"Bagya Road...it was a rock from the mountain that rolled onto the road..." The scene he saw in front of him seemed like an accident no matter how the Jaap team leader analyzed it, and he had no doubts in his heart.

Open the car door, jump to the ground, and call the soldiers in the car to come down and clear the road...

With the rifle slung on his shoulder, he struggled to move the boulders on the road without any vigilance.

Little did they know that there were a large number of hunters hiding on the roadside four or five meters away from them, ready to attack them with fatal attacks at any time.

The assault company is very good at camouflage. Dozens of soldiers hide in the grass on the roadside, blending in with the surrounding environment.

When five or six little devils came to them carrying boulders, they all jumped up from the ground like cheetahs who found their prey.

Two soldiers faced off against a little devil. They held daggers in their hands and stabbed them all with one thrust. All these little devils were killed without even letting out a scream.

The Japanese who were further away realized something was wrong, so they dropped the stone, took the rifle on their backs in their hands, and pulled the bolt, hoping to kill the Eighth Route Army that suddenly appeared next to them.

But the opponent's reaction speed was too fast and the distance was so close. In the blink of an eye, they were strangled with them, and there was no chance to pull the gun bolt...

"Company Commander... there are 31 blind Japs in total, every one of them was killed by us..." A platoon leader walked up to Duan Peng and reported.

"Clean the road..." Duan Peng immediately ordered.

"Load all the corpses into the truck, and remember to put on the little Japanese military uniforms prepared in advance. Let's go to Peking Airport..."

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On the edge of the base area of ​​the Sixth Army Division in the Yizhong Army, Li Yunlong sometimes patted the tanks and armored vehicles equipped by the special forces regiment, and sometimes patted the large-caliber artillery brought by the heavy artillery regiment. His whole face was filled with smiles and he was very happy.

"Brigadier...time is up..." the chief of staff hurriedly walked to Li Yunlong and reported.

Li Yunlong smiled even more happily after taking a look at his watch: "Everyone has been hiding here and there for so long, and finally we can attack..."

"Order……"

"The independent brigade cavalry battalion will start, followed by the special forces regiment, followed by the artillery regiment and the baggage troops. After the independent brigade cavalry battalion, the troops will set off immediately..."

"Rumble..."

The dull sound of horse hooves and the deafening roar of the engine soon sounded on the highway.

Tan Song Stronghold is the closest stronghold to the Sixth Army Division of the Baggage Troops at Sunset, and it is also the first Japanese and puppet army stronghold that Li Yunlong will pass through.

A reinforced squadron and a battalion of Japanese soldiers were stationed.

Although they were a piece of fat, in order to avoid alerting the enemy, the Yizhong Eighth Route Army never took action against them.

Less than half an hour after Li Yunlong led the team to set off, the sound of horse hooves and the roar of engines reached the ears of the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold.

The alarm bells blared in the quiet Tan Song stronghold immediately. Hundreds of Japanese and puppet troops emerged from the barracks at the same time, holding weapons and ammunition, and went straight to their fighting positions. The squadron leader immediately climbed to the commanding heights of the stronghold, which was the top floor of the central turret, and raised his binoculars to look in the direction of the sound.

The dense cavalry rushed towards the stronghold in a mighty manner.

Dozens of armored fighting vehicles came into view one after another. Behind the torrent of steel were heavy artillery, all pulled by cars.

Although it is night, with the help of the telescope, the squadron leader can still clearly see the long barrel of the artillery...

"What does the Eighth Route Army want to do..." the squadron leader took a breath and shouted, his legs standing on the top of the gun tower couldn't help but tremble.

The deputy captain next to him was also stunned and his face was pale.

He didn't know what the Eighth Route Army wanted to do, but the stronghold under his feet certainly couldn't stop the joint attack of the Eighth Route Army's heavy artillery and tank troops.

He quickly asked the squadron leader next to him: "Sir... how about we give up our stronghold..."

"The Eighth Route Army has heavy artillery and tanks. If the two sides really want to fight, we won't even have a chance to fight back."

"Instead of being bombed here, it is better to retreat to the nearest county seat. Relying on the city defenses, we may still have the ability to fight."

The squadron leader shook his head and objected: "Where to retreat..."

"Didn't you see that the Eighth Route Army that came over was equipped with hundreds of cavalry?"

"As soon as our front foot leaves the stronghold, the Eighth Route Army Cavalry will chase us with its rear foot."

"No matter how fast we run on two legs, we can't escape the pursuit of the cavalry."

After saying that, he ordered with a farewell expression: "Let the troops hold their positions and fight the Eighth Route Army."

"I will immediately send a telegram to my superiors to report the news that the Eighth Route Army in Yizhong has dispatched a large number of tanks and heavy artillery units to attack."

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Japanese North China Front Headquarters.

Okamura Neiji was woken up by his subordinates in his sleep, and he looked very tired.

The sudden appearance of the guerrilla brigade in Fangshan was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, which had disturbed him for several days without a sound sleep.

I finally made up my mind to sleep next to the war room, but as soon as my eyes closed, I was woken up by the deputy chief of staff on duty.

Frowning, he cursed in annoyance: "Did something happen to the Chief of Staff again?"

"Isn't it just a guerrilla brigade? Maybe they have some extraordinary abilities. They sent out so many troops but still couldn't kill them. I'm so disappointed."

"Your Excellency, Commander..." The Deputy Chief of Staff quickly shook his head.

"It's Yi Zhong..."

"The Eighth Route Army in Yi Zhong is dispatched again."

"Carry a large number of chariot troops and heavy artillery all the way north, and fight directly towards the Pingjin area."

"We've lost two positions along the route."

"The Eighth Route Army dispatched heavy artillery and tanks to attack our strongholds. The troops stationed at the strongholds had no power to resist and could only be beaten passively. One stronghold could not hold out for even ten minutes."

The unhappy expression on Okamura Neji's face was instantly replaced by shock. He walked quickly to the sand table and asked anxiously: "Please make it clear..."

"How many troops from the Yizhong Eighth Route Army dispatched to fight against Pingjin?"

"Where have they been killed? Are the troops marching fast?"

(End of this chapter)