My Bright Sword Logistics Career

Chapter 13 The Battle of Yang Village ([-])

Headquarters.

Clothing factory.

"I don't know when Yamamoto will come!"

"Brother Mo didn't even give a letter of approval."

Leaving the sewing machine and handing over the cotton-padded clothes sewn in his hands to the quality inspector, Li Yunlong was thinking about Kong Jie at this moment.

On the Cangyunling battlefield, under the eyes of the devils, 95 seriously wounded from the new regiment were rescued, and [-] people were saved. Moreover, the injuries of these wounded were very difficult even for top foreign hospitals. Some people had already seen Hades is gone, he was pulled back abruptly.

Facing the blockade of the devil's cage, not only will he be given tons of weapons and ammunition, but he will also be able to build a huge hospital.

It can be said that the hands and eyes are open to the sky.

People with such strength, the words to describe the Yamamoto Special Forces - this is an elite, the real elite of devils, carefully selected from tens of thousands of devils, and has undergone strict training, and the weapons and equipment have been carefully designed. If it is commanded properly, one can count as ten, and even determine the direction of a local war.

Its commander, General Kazuki Yamamoto, has rich combat experience, courage, and keen judgment on the battlefield.

This all shows,
The Yamamoto secret service team of the devil is really not at the same level as the previous devil.

This is why Li Yunlong notified Kong Jie and the brigade at the same time.

He informed Kong Jie that Kong Er will definitely pay more attention to it than handing it over to the brigade headquarters and then to the independent regiment, because Kong Jie will feel his contempt for him and will pay more attention to him.

"sure no problem."

While thinking about it, the quality inspector took the padded coat made by Li Yunlong and nodded with satisfaction.

"Li Yunlong."

At this time, Zhang Wanhe's voice came from the door.

He looked up and saw several strong soldiers behind Zhang Wanhe.

"coming."

Li Yunlong was shocked.

He asked Zhang Wanhe to find him a few people who were proficient in dismantling railroad ties. In his plan, this was a key part of attacking the devil army.

"These people used to be workers of the Shanxi Railway, responsible for the maintenance of the railway."

Zhang Wanhe introduced.

On the same day,

Li Yunlong chatted with several railway workers until very late. He carefully inquired about the railway knowledge, and did not stop until midnight. With the understanding of the railway, the battle plan for one and a half months later in his mind became clearer. .

"Reading, is it really fucking useful?!"

At midnight, leaving Zhang Wanhe's logistics department, Li Yunlong frowned on his way to the dormitory of the clothing factory.

Some railway knowledge allowed him to greatly perfect the plan to ambush the devils' army column. As a result, the railway workers said that the things he asked were all written in the railway staff manual, and the headquarters had this book.

"Damn it, you should have been more serious when you were studying."

This made Li Yunlong feel a little regretful.

In the past, when he was studying culture, he was not very serious. Even if the brigade commander forced him, he still had the same attitude, as long as it was enough, so that after so many years, the regiment commander can read and read combat reports, telegrams, and rosters. , but not limited to this.

Reading,

reading a book alone,

It was really embarrassing for Lao Li.

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Midnight, 12:30.

Yamamoto opened his eyes from the silence.

In mid-February, the cold wind in the southeast of Shanxi made Yamamoto, who was wrapped in a thick anti-cold military uniform, well-trained and strong, couldn't help shivering, only feeling stiff all over.

"Leave in 25 minutes."

Yamamoto ordered with some difficulty:
"Get ready for battle."

Following his order, a group of ghost agents took action one after another.

First, six of them spread out to the surroundings to spread the vigilance. After 5 minutes, the three devils came back and reported the situation to the leaders of the three combat teams-the surrounding environment was safe and no enemies were found.

After confirming the safety of the environment, the rest of the devils in the secret service team took out their lunch boxes and kettles one after another. Although no devils started a fire, there was a faint sound of squeaks, like boiling water.

10 minutes later,

"Master."

On the side, a secret service member handed the aluminum lunch box in his hand to Yamamoto.

"Yo Xi."

After receiving the steaming lunch box, drinking the hot soup in the lunch box, feeling the severe cold being dispelled, and the stiffness being gradually relieved, even Yamamoto couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ten minutes left."

Yamamoto looked at the watch in his hand and reminded him to order.

After giving the order, Yamamoto felt the warm lunch box in his hand, looked up at the direction where the Eighth Route patrols came from before, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his expression was full of contempt.

In his opinion,

The so-called Eighth Route Army was nothing more than a mob, nothing more than a group of farmers who had just put down their kitchen utensils, and a group of beggars who had picked up inferior weapons.

Many even carry a ridiculously large knife, which is just ridiculous.

However, compared with weapons, the hot food in his hand can best reflect the huge gap in strength between the enemy and us.

The powerful industrial strength of the empire is not only weapons and equipment, but also enough other logistics equipment, such as the self-heating packs of field meals they use at this time.

No need to light a fire,
It can provide hot food for troops on the front line or even deep in the enemy's territory without leaving a trace.

In an environment below minus [-] degrees, eating a hot meal can increase the morale of the troops, and the biggest benefit is to reduce the non-combat attrition of the troops due to bad weather.

And this so-called enemy...
Not to mention hot food, even cotton-padded clothes can’t be guaranteed. When fighting the imperial army, because he didn’t dare to start a fire on the front line, he could only bring a little dry fried noodles. He has seen too many. It froze directly on the ground.

Sometimes, more non-combat attrition than was wiped out by the imperial army.

Simply ridiculous.

If it weren't for the serious shortage of the imperial army, if it wasn't for the complicated environment here, if it wasn't for the stupid tactics of the high-level, how could the imperial army have been blocked by this group of trash for so long?

Such a force, as long as he destroys its command headquarters and eliminates its command organization, without the organization from the top, this group of people will be like a mob, and they will disperse like beggars gathered outside the city of Tokyo.

"Set off."

10 minutes passed in a flash, Yamamoto put away the lunch box with the army, raised his samurai sword, and gave the departure order.

More than 60 devils continued to drive towards Daxia Bay quietly.

Four 10 minutes later,
At this time, Yamamoto's secret service team was still 500 meters away from Yangcun. Yamamoto was looking at the map. Ten seconds later, he made the decision to go up to Yangcun from the cliff and pass quietly.

It is absolutely impossible for the enemy to set up positions on the cliff...

"Master."

Before he gave the order, a secret service devil ran over from the front:

"I found the enemy's position facing the cliff behind the cliff."

"Nani?!"

Yamamoto was startled.

Yangcun had enemy troops, which he had expected a long time ago, but building a position facing the cliff?
"In addition, I also found traces of landmines buried on both sides of the village."

The devils who can be sent out to investigate in advance, even in the Yamamoto Special Forces, are the elite among the elite. Although Kong Jie has personally checked many times, but his strength is limited alone, the devils still found out the clues.

"Mine?"

Daxia Bay is right in front of you, and there is not much time for Yamamoto to think. Five seconds later, he made a decision:

"Go ahead and pass directly through the village."

Yamamoto has his confidence.

For this mission, he deliberately went to many mountain villages in Jindi for training. The team members are very familiar with similar environments, and the villages are the safest places the enemy thinks.

There is an old saying - it is dark under the lamp.

Simultaneously,

100 meters away from Yamamoto, on the second concealed guard post arranged by Kong Jie, a soldier hidden in a snowdrift discovered the movement here with the faint light of Yamamoto checking the map.

"Found the enemy."

Instead of firing a shot, he quickly reported it.

"It actually came."

At the regiment headquarters, Kong Jie stood up suddenly.

"Set off."

The Third Battalion of the Independent Regiment stationed one kilometer away from Yangcun quietly blocked all the main roads.

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