Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

The cold wind at night undoubtedly has a refreshing effect. At least the Japanese team leader's thoughts gradually became clearer under the cool breeze.

"Baga, the Eighth Route Army is too cunning. They only make gunshots in the distance but do not attack. They are obviously draining our energy and leaving us with no energy to carry out raids tomorrow!" The Japanese team leader relied on his own experience and made a warning. Go up to a reasonable judgment.

The puppet army officers were worse than the Japanese, so naturally they couldn't come up with any better opinions. They just squatted aside and asked, "Taijun, what should I do?"

"How to do?"

The Japanese team leader immediately had an idea in his head. There are only a few common ideas for dealing with enemy harassment. For example, let some soldiers stay on duty at night, and some soldiers sleep, taking turns to rest. In just a few seconds, a similar plan took shape in his mind.

"You are like this..."

The Japanese team leader made a gesture and was about to point out the situation. As a result, he didn't even spit out the first sentence of his nonsense. He saw a flash of fire not far away, followed by a deafening explosion and a heat wave hitting his face.

At this moment, the old devil was completely confused. There was only one thought left in his mind:

What happened? What happened……

"attack!"

With a loud shout, the soldiers' offensive officially began. One group of soldiers had a large number of projectiles hanging on their bodies, and they were advancing rapidly while dropping bombs in all directions, causing explosions wherever they passed; another group of soldiers followed closely behind with automatic weapons, clearing away energy as quickly as possible. The enemy was sighted; the last remaining warrior carried out a third round of attacks with rifles, completely destroying the enemy's resistance.

In fact, when the grenades of the first group of soldiers exploded, the balance of the battle completely tilted towards justice. The personnel of the Japanese and puppet troops were already relatively densely distributed, and a round of throwing objects directly caused the number of casualties to skyrocket. The puppet troops, who had never seen such a world, immediately lost the ability to fight back and began to escape.

As soon as they heard this battle, they knew it was coming from eight directions, so they naturally had to run in the opposite direction, as fast as they could, as far as they could.

However, the Japanese organized a counterattack. The only machine gun team quickly changed the direction of the muzzle. Amidst the explosions, it fired a series of bursts at the blurry figures in the dark, knocking down several figures. But then not far away there was the sound of several automatic firearms firing simultaneously.

The flame from the muzzle of the gun was the best guide in the dark night. When they saw the light of fire and the sound of gunfire not far away, the soldiers in the second group fired in that direction without hesitation. Almost instantly, the Japanese machine gun group was beaten into pieces.

"Platoon leader, we are about to enter a minefield ahead. Shall we pursue it?"

The soldiers in the first group had finished throwing grenades, picked up their guns and started to clear the area. The soldiers in the second group of assault had now reached the front of the team. The charge of the two groups directly tore apart the temporary defenses set up by the Japanese and puppet troops, and drove the enemy out of the village with overwhelming force.

"The assault team continues to pursue! The other teams control the village and clear out the remaining Japanese." Platoon Leader Li looked at the front and immediately gave the order.

Although the scene just now was chaotic, he still noticed the enemy's movements. There was no one of our own in the front. Who else could those panicked shouts and intermittent gunshots be but the Japanese and puppet soldiers?

The minefield ahead was not a big threat to them. After all, they had lived in the village for a few days and their focus was mainly on military aspects. The soldiers had some knowledge of the locations of nearby mines. Even an idiot now knows which places are dangerous and should not be approached.

"Let's go!" Platoon Leader Li rushed out first, and the members of the assault team immediately followed.

"Signal to the militia comrades!" A soldier threw his gun behind his shoulder, then raised the flashlight hanging by his side, shined it in the general direction, and waved it vigorously.

Flashlights are not a rare item. They have been sold in the city for many years. Even in the countryside, they are not a rare thing. At least a landlord with a big business will have one or two in his home.

Many of the flashlights in the hands of the new group of soldiers were seized from Japanese strongholds without spending a penny.

After the light of the flashlights lit up, hundreds of militiamen rushed into the village as quickly as possible. Then, according to the battle plan that had been formulated long ago, they sealed off the entire village and began to clear out enemies who might be hiding in the village bit by bit.

With several gunshots, the village finally fell silent. The militiamen dragged out the four corpses of the Japanese and escorted in several puppet soldiers whose legs were too slow to escape in time.

"The new regiment is worthy of being the main regiment. This battle was fought happily and the Japanese were driven out of the village in no time!" The militia captain's face was filled with smiles.

This battle is not as simple as just breathing out. When the New Regiment came, they said that all the seizures would be left to the militia comrades, and the New Regiment would not keep any money. For these militiamen, this battle is all about making money with the new group.

While searching for the enemy, the militiamen picked up the weapons dropped by the enemy. In just a few minutes, they picked up more than a dozen rifles and even a crooked machine gun. I also picked up a lot of bullets, thousands of rounds, almost catching up with the level of a local regiment.

In the past, we could deal with the Japanese with local guns and artillery, but now the guns have been replaced by cannons. One is going down, the other is going up, and the life of the Japanese will be even more difficult in the future.

"Who is it?" shouted a soldier of the new regiment who was on guard.

Following this shout, the surrounding soldiers became alert again. Until the figure in the darkness raised his hand, tapped the helmet on his head with the shell gun, and opened his mouth and spat out a familiar voice: "It's me!"

"The platoon leader is back!"

Platoon Leader Li returned to the village with several members of the assault team, and everyone finally felt relieved.

"How's it going? How are the casualties?" Platoon Leader Li sat down on the millstone at the entrance of the village, removed the case of the shell gun from behind the handle, put the gun into the case, and hung it back on his waist. Glancing at the wall to the side, I saw a row of puppet soldiers squatting with their heads in their hands, and four Japanese corpses on the ground.

"One was killed and three were injured. A militia comrade ran too fast, and it was dark again, so he fell and was injured. The bombing team was hit by the Japanese, and one of them died and the other was injured. When we were just clearing out the remaining enemies, another militia comrade was stolen by a wounded Japanese soldier. A shot was fired." A soldier of the new regiment replied.

Platoon Leader Li nodded, took the bowl handed by the soldier on the side, and took a sip of water: "There are no casualties on my side. This is considered a victory. I can talk to the company commander and others later."

Knowing that Platoon Leader Li had returned, several militia captains quickly came over and pulled him to share their joy. Some praised Platoon Leader Li for his bravery and prowess in battle, while others patted the captured new guns and couldn't keep their mouths shut. Obviously, this battle was very short and the enemy did not consume much ammunition. Their gains were not small.

"Okay, okay, as the saying goes, victory or defeat is a common thing in military affairs. We must achieve the goal of 'not being arrogant in victory but not discouraged in defeat'. Don't just be happy, think more about what the Japanese think, take more precautions, and don't let the Japanese bite you back." " Platoon Leader Li reminded with a smile. (End of chapter)