Compared with positional warfare, white-knuckle warfare has two characteristics.

First, the battle loss ratio is relatively close, and even the victor of the white-knuckle battle will not suffer small casualties.

Second, the time spent on the battle was relatively short.

This is the answer to the sentence: When you meet on a narrow road, either you die or I die.

Whether it's a rookie or a seasoned veteran, many times it only takes a second to see the winner or loser, life and death.

With absolute numerical superiority, the remnants of the Japanese army were quickly annihilated, and only a few men formed a formation and resisted stubbornly.

At their feet, there were both ambushed Japanese soldiers and soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

A squad leader of the Third Company had red eyes, and he watched how the two soldiers of his squad died at the hands of this group of devils.

He held the gun in his hand tightly and beckoned to the remaining fighters in the squad, ready to fight this group of devils.

"Zhang Huai, what are you doing!" Wang Desheng saw the scene here, picked up a machine gun and rushed over: "Don't be stupid, the little devils who refuse to surrender have cleaned them up with bullets!" ”

"Wait, our captain has something to say." A Japanese soldier armed with a command knife said loudly.

"Tell what kind of fart he's going to fart?" Li Yunlong didn't know when he had already come over.

Although Wang Desheng was reluctant, his fingers on the trigger were still loose, but the muzzle of the gun was still aimed at the Japanese soldiers.

Li Yunlong swept away the remaining three Japanese soldiers, one Shaozuo, one warrant officer, and one military cao, which was a big fish.

The Japanese army, which was less than a brigade, according to past experience, the stocky Shaozo, who looked like a gourd, was the supreme commander of this unit.

Li Yunlong really wanted to hear what kind of fart the devil wanted, it would be best if he surrendered, but few soldiers in the Japanese army surrendered, and it was even more difficult for the officers.

But that's out of the way, he likes to let the devils know who killed them. If you knock you down with one shot and become a fool, you feel like you're missing something.

Nakano Kazuan chattered a lot, and the warrant officer with the command knife could speak a little Chinese and could barely translate.

"Our captain said that the samurai of the Great Japanese Empire would rather die standing than live on their knees."

A defeated general, pretending to be forced to put it on his head.

Li Yunlong was furious when he heard this, and when he opened his mouth, he scolded: "Fuck it, Lao Tzu didn't come to see what you said about bushido, either surrender, or Lao Tzu will surprise you." ”

"Remember, the name that killed you is Li Yunlong, don't be a fool when you go to Lord Yama."

He just ran out of patience.

Nakano Icchian listened to his translation, and he was also a little panicked. Being held at so many gunpoints, he believed that if he dared to talk nonsense, the commander of the other side would definitely let him die at gunpoint.

Then his little abacus will be in vain.

He said what he had already thought of: "Is Your Excellency the commander of this army?"

Your ambush was still beyond my expectations, and I admit, I failed. In command, I am far inferior to Your Excellency.

But I firmly believe that a person cannot be omnipotent, and your swordsmanship must be inferior to mine.

As a samurai, I regret that I can't fight with you. I beg your Excellency to choose a few opponents for me to show off my samurai style. ”

The warrant officer translated intermittently in his broken Chinese, and the words were certainly not the original words, but the meaning was almost the same.

Li Yunlong showed his blood-stained broadsword, "Damn, Lao Tzu actually made a defeated general look down on." ”

He had the intention of having a trick with this Shaozuo, so that this guy was convinced, but ......

Zhang Dabiao hurriedly stepped forward and secretly grabbed Li Yunlong's hand, and said loudly: "Regiment commander, he is a captain, according to our military system, that is, a battalion commander, he is not qualified to fight with you. Hand him over to me. ”

Li Yunlong glanced at him and nodded.

The Japanese devil's shallow agitation method, when he Li Yunlong is a fool?

It's just that, when it comes to this, in front of the soldiers of the whole regiment, he can't admit it.

Zhang Dabiao came up and tacitly handed over a step, and he also got off the donkey down the slope.

However, some people are more anxious than Zhang Dabiao.

Lu Wenyuan listened to the story of the squad leader, and came over with a scolding: "Battalion commander, these three bastards killed several soldiers. Gotta avenge the warriors and hand them all over! ”

The strongest thugs of the new regiment are here, and Zhang Dabiao has no reason to refuse at all.

For Lu Wenyuan's white-knuckle combat technique, there was no one in the whole regiment who was not convinced. Even if he is Zhang Dabiao, he has to give a thumbs up and say a word.

"Old Lu, I'll leave it to you."

With Zhang Dabiao's permission, Lu Wenyuan carried the 38 big cover with a bayonet stained red with blood, and came to the three of them: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, the three of you go together." ”

After the warrant officer finished translating, Kazuya Nakano and the other military cao were stunned for a moment.

Jun Cao thinks he is more arrogant, is it possible that he is tall and can treat them as nothing?

Nakano Kazuyasu, as the supreme officer, is well protected. Before commanding his subordinates to fight, he also saw the bloody killing of "giants", and easily knocked down his subordinates.

At this time, when he heard that this "giant" wanted to beat the three of them alone, he did not feel the slightest joy in his heart, but felt extremely heavy.

The three of them set up in the usual position of the Japanese army, with Jun Cao at the front, warrant officer on the left, and Nakano Kazuan on the right.

This kind of formation takes into account both protection and offense, and generally relies on this formation, plus the Japanese army often trains stabbing techniques, and can deal with seven or eight enemies on the battlefield.

Several soldiers of the previous three companies fell under their formation.

Many recruits who suffered losses under this kind of formation, or saw their comrades fall because of this, muttered in their hearts: "Company Commander Lu will suffer a loss if he fights three by himself!" ”

In contrast, the veteran's heart is less worried. A few veterans who stood far away also introduced to the recruits: "Do you see the blood on Company Commander Lu's body?" ”

"See, there is blood all over from the jacket to the pants, is Company Commander Lu injured?"

The recruits were inevitably a little worried, thinking that Company Commander Lu was injured and had to fight with three enemies, was it a bit too much.

The veteran sneered, patted the recruit on the shoulder and said, "How is it possible, it's all the blood of the little devil!" ”

Saying this, Lu Wenyuan over there has already begun to kill the enemy, the height of one meter nine, against the enemy who is at best one meter five, or at most one meter six, is a giant fighting a dwarf.

He grabbed the rifle with the bayonet in one hand and stabbed it so condescendingly that he completely ignored the bayonet that the enemy had stabbed him in the abdomen.

The result was obvious, his arms were long and powerful, and he could poke them out with one hand holding a rifle. When the bayonet pierced Jun Cao's chest, Jun Cao's bayonet was still 30 centimeters from his abdomen.

Nakano Kazuan and the warrant officer were about to step forward to besiege Lu Wenyuan, but at this moment, seeing Jun Cao dragging the enemy for them with death, the two of them rushed faster and faster.

There was no need for the slash, and the two of them all chose to stab with their katanas, trying to attack Lu Wenyuan's abdomen and inflict heavy damage on him.

Faced with this critical moment, the timid recruits were about to scream. Lu Wenyuan looked extremely calm.

He had snatched the rifle he had stabbed at him, and with a backhand, the rifle with the bayonet was like a javelin, and stabbed the warrant officer in the abdomen, causing him to take a step backwards and sit down on the ground.

And Nakano Kazuyasu on the right was stabbed by him with the rifle that stabbed Jun Cao to death.

His Excellency Shaozuo's command knife didn't even touch a single hair.

The crisp and neat three stabs, the flowing water is like art. The recruits were dumbfounded, and the veterans were amazed.

Where is this confrontation, it is simply a massacre.

Zhang Dabiao asked curiously: "Old Lu, how many little devils did you kill with a bayonet today?" ”

Lu Wenyuan withdrew his rifle, stopped in place and recalled, "With these three, exactly seventeen." ”

There were only thirteen people in a small detachment of the Japanese army, which killed more than one detachment.

A full squad of fifty-four people, and he killed a third of it alone.

Wow, a bunch of people were surprised and didn't know what to say.

But thinking about Lu Wenyuan's previous record, killing twenty-seven little devils in one battle, it seems that these seventeen are reasonable.

Some veterans still remember that that time Company Commander Lu was attacked by a little devil and stabbed in the waist and abdomen. Otherwise, twenty-seven is by no means the highest record, and no matter what, he can kill more than thirty.

And this time, it was purely the enemy who was not enough to kill.

Nakano Kazuyasu, who was lying on his back on the ground, did not die immediately, and when he was dying, he thought about it a lot.

If it weren't for his meritorious service and his desire to divide his troops with His Excellency Dazuo, he wouldn't have come here.

If he hadn't been so arrogant and ignorant of the fortifications under his nose, perhaps he wouldn't have been ambushed.

If you are ambushed, don't be greedy and think about dragging the eight roads, and stick to it. Instead, she chose to break through backwards immediately, maybe she didn't have to die here.

If...... Ho-ho, he's in eternal darkness.

At the end of the battle, the soldiers of the whole regiment began to clean up the battlefield.

"Regiment commander, a mortar captured." Someone from the third company shouted excitedly, eager for the whole group to hear.

"Where?" Li Yunlong was in high spirits all of a sudden, and he didn't look like a regiment leader at all. He didn't run too fast, he flew too low.

When he saw the mortar, he went up and gently stroked the barrel as if he saw his daughter-in-law, and the hara was about to flow down.

"Commander, have you captured the mortar?"

Wang Chengzhu ran a little slower than him, and he followed Li Yunlong closely.

Li Yunlong saw him and hurriedly beckoned: "Come on, take a look at the pillar, how is this mortar, can you play around?" ”

"Commander, you are a little man! You can question the amount of alcohol I drink, but you can't question my skill in playing with cannons, when have I ever let you down? Saying that, Wang Chengzhu had already started.

He observed in detail and found that the ninety-seven type was written on the body of the cannon, so he had a little estimate of the model of this cannon.

After a closer examination, he asked, "How many shells have been captured?" ”

Wang Desheng pointed to a few boxes next to him, "The devil didn't have time to use it, and there were thirty-two shells." ”

Wang Chengzhu nodded and said that it was clear that fighting at such a close distance, it was difficult for a mortar with curvature fire to work, and it was even inferior to a grenadier.

Li Yunlong was a little anxious when he waited, "Pillar, just ask you if this cannon can be used?" Give me a good word! ”

"Of course it can be used, I have seen this kind of cannon at the brigade headquarters, and it is called a Type 97 mortar. The little devil ruined the cannon mirror, but that didn't get in the way. Who are we, we can shoot accurately without a gun mirror. Wang Chengzhu said quite smugly.

Li Yunlong's eyes immediately became shining, he became rich, and our new regiment also has a usable mortar.

He looked at the mortar, then at Wang Chengzhu, and said with a smile: "Zhuzi, you fought well just now, knocked out several firepower points for Lao Tzu, and went back to reward you with half a catty of sweet potatoes." ”

"Hehe, thank you, Captain." First the mortar, and then the sweet potato burning, Wang Chengzhu forgot all about how Li Yunlong squeezed him before, hehe's stupid.

Seeing the excitement around the inside and outside, Li Yunlong said: "Okay, okay, don't look at the excitement, hurry up and clean up the battlefield, don't leave a hair for the devil." ”

The warriors got the order, and then they hurriedly scattered in all directions to collect and loot.

Some of the fighters carried three or four guns on their backs, and they were still looking for another one. Some soldiers collected bullets everywhere, and it was not enough to fill the bullet bags on their bodies, so they used small Japanese bullet boxes to fill them with several.

Of course, in addition to weapons and ammunition, the cotton clothes on the devil's body also had to be stripped off. How can a dead man be entitled to wear such fine clothes?

There were still many soldiers in the new regiment who wore single clothes and did not have a single winter coat. You can still shiver in the fall, and you have to freeze in the winter.

Pick up the devil's clothes and change them, so that you don't have to freeze in winter. As for saying that these are the clothes of the dead people, they are all about to freeze to death, who would think about such a thing.

Li Yunlong picked up a few bullet casings from the ground and shouted at the soldiers around him: "Don't just collect weapons and ammunition, collect bullet casings together, that is also useful." ”

"Yes, the comrades have collected the bullet casings, and after these have been reloaded, they will become bullets in our hands, and they have been carefully checked." When Zhang Dabiao heard Li Yunlong's words, he was also busy telling the soldiers.

The veterans know it, and some recruits don't know much about it, and they think that the bullet casings are useless.

Bullets are consumables, and even if they annihilate the enemy, they won't be captured much.

In the past, a Japanese infantry carried three bullet boxes, with 30 rounds on the left and right waists, and 60 rounds on the back of the waist, for a total of 120 rounds.

Such a number could ensure the continuous operation of the Japanese army and ensure the superiority of firepower. But at the same time, there is a disadvantage, that is, if it is destroyed, there are too many bullets left.

After suffering some losses, the Japanese army made some changes according to local conditions.

In places such as the occupied areas of North China, there will not be much battle, and the intensity of the battle is not too high. Therefore, when the sweeping troops go out of the city to sweep, they generally carry sixty rounds of ammunition on their bodies, which is only half of the original.

Such a number can ensure the continuation of a certain number of operations, as long as it lasts for a while, reinforcements will arrive quickly.

And once it is destroyed, most of the bullets have been consumed in battle, and the remaining number is very small, and there will be no situation of supporting the enemy.

Coming to the armed forces only by virtue of capture is somewhat difficult for the Eighth Road.

How can a living man be suffocated by urine?

If you can't seize it, make it yourself. The machine that produces bullets is too difficult, so let's get a machine that reloads bullets first.

Compared to other materials that are easy to obtain, bullet casings are the most difficult.

I remember that in the past, when there was the most scarce situation, the General Command required that all departments must deliver a certain number of bullet casings.

He also threatened that if he couldn't send the bullet casings, then he wouldn't want to get them. One bullet casing for one bullet, the price is clearly marked.

The new regiment is a little wealthier, and its weapons and equipment are all front-line main forces, with 30 rounds of ammunition per person. But this is not a landlord, at best he is a middle peasant tenant, and he has not wasted his share.

Collecting bullet casings isn't the end of it.

"Our regiment can make grenades, and iron is also lacking." Wang Desheng reminded him that Li Yunlong was more energetic, and the soldiers collected more carefully.

After the new regiment of soldiers cleaned up the battlefield and left, it was like locusts crossing the border, and there was nothing left. And the soldiers are big and small, and those who don't know think they want to move.

After inspection, the Japanese army was completely annihilated in this battle, and only one person was wounded and captured. The puppet army was also completely annihilated, and seventy-three people surrendered.

One mortar, nine intact light and heavy machine guns, more than 300 long and short guns, and 15 mules and horses were killed and captured.

The new regiment suffered fewer than sixty casualties.

The puppet army does not count, and this battle played a good record of 6 to 1, which can be described as a big victory.