"It's the regimental leader!"

Zhang Dabiao immediately led the team out of the bunker.

The obstacles ahead have been cleared, and the task has been done well.

But in the eyes of the soldiers of the new regiment and in the eyes of Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, this is the result that should be, and Zhang Dabiao has no intention of inviting credit at all.

"Commander, how is it over there...... Zhang Dabiao hurriedly asked.

Although there was a lot of commotion inside, the situation was still unknown, and the main goal of the mission was on the side of the regiment commander.

No matter how many little devils he killed here, he was only helping the regiment commander pave the way.

When he saw that the brothers in the guard platoon were equipped with new weapons, and some bottles and cans could be faintly seen in the wooden boxes that several of them were holding.

I knew that I had asked in vain.

Looks like you've gained a lot!

Seeing the two guards holding two Czech-style ones in their arms again, Zhang Dabiao's eyes straightened.

Oh, my God!

When did our new group ever be so rich?

When he saw the twenty rings of virtue inserted in Li Yunlong's armed belt, Zhang Dabiao's saliva was about to stay.

Although Zhang Dabiao is a soldier who is accustomed to using cold weapons to fight, when he sees this brand-new German Twenty Rings, his DNA as a soldier still moves.

"Don't slip around, no one is indispensable to you, kid, keep it for you, take it!"

Li Yunlong said, lifted his clothes, and threw the other handful of Virtue Twenty Rings inserted in the waistband of his trousers to Zhang Dabiao.

Touching this brand-new De made twenty rings in his hand, just like touching a silver ticket, Zhang Dabiao's heart suddenly became steady.

"If you don't want to die, go back and lie in the quilt and touch it slowly, all of them, follow me!"

Li Yunlong gave a loud order and withdrew with the remaining brothers the way they came.

……

The operation went exceptionally well.

By the time the fire was extinguished and the Japanese troops had assembled, Li Yunlong's guard platoon had already lost sight of where it had gone.

The remaining Japanese troops in the camp counted their numbers.

On the ground were the corpses of the dead, and among these corpses were not a single enemy soldier, but all Japanese soldiers who had died in battle.

Almost all of the Japanese soldiers had a look of loss, pain on their faces.

Those mud-legged men who were bloodied by them on the battlefield now took away nearly a hundred of them without a single soldier, and blew up all the military reserves under their noses.

This completely shattered the pride of the Japanese soldiers present as soldiers.

In this battle, they completely became pigs and dogs under the butcher's knife, and everyone, including the logistics staff of the Japanese department, could not accept this result.

"Bastard!"

A Japanese officer looked at the burned armament depot, and he felt extremely guilty that because of his carelessness, the Yellow Army lost such an important batch of goods.

But he still couldn't figure out why the other party was able to break through the encirclement, as if he knew all his own arrangements?

"Could it be a spy...... No way! ”

The Japanese officer denied what he had in his heart.

The soldiers were loyal to the Emperor, and their determination to victory was as white as the first snow, and it was not to be easily slandered.

In addition, the location of the secret post is arranged by himself, and it changes every day, and this information is known only to him......

What kind of army can easily and unexpectedly enter the camp without being detected by the secret posts?

The officers can only guess that this is a special elite special force with extremely professional military qualities.

"When did that group of troops that didn't even have decent guns be able to cultivate an elite army......

This result is incredible.

Shao Zuo, whose face was blackened, thought so.

He really didn't want to admit that a country with such poor military quality could cultivate such an army.

"Report sir!" A wounded man emerged from the corner.

His shoulders were bandaged, and his face was white and black.

His luck was good, the bullet did not hurt the internal organs and passed through the end of the shoulder.

The penetration of the 38 cover is very strong, but the warhead is very small, which causes his wound to be very small, allowing the Japanese soldier to save a life.

The officer was still in a state of deep chagrin and remorse, and it was only after the wounded man stood aside and shouted several times that he slowly came to his senses.

"What's going on?" The Japanese soldier Shaozo spoke slowly, his voice low, as if he was dead.

The wounded Japanese soldier said loudly: "Report to the commander, I saw the number of that unit!" ”

"You see?"

"Yes, sir, I saw the number of the enemy army, exactly!"

……

Li Yunlong's number, after layers of circulation, reached the ears of Yoshio Shinozuka near the morning.

The supreme commander of the 6th Division, the 14th Division, and the 20th Division, even a high-ranking officer who had fought many battles with the Jin Sui Army and the Eighth Route Army in the land of Shanxi, couldn't help but be angry when he heard the news.

"It's this Legion Commander again!"

Japanese Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinozuka, who was in Taiyuan, lost his temper, slapped the table angrily, and stared at the military map with a pair of small eyes.

The red and blue arrows representing the two sides on the map are intertwined, and in the center of the red gathering place, a small blue flag has to be planted.

In the past two years, the guerrilla tactics adopted by the 18th Route Revolutionary Army have given Yoshio Shinozuka a headache, and these mud legs are like rats scurrying around in the gutter, and there is no way to eliminate them.

Especially one of the troops.

This unit has taken advantage of the situation on many occasions, is good at cooperating with local armed forces, and has an extremely accurate strategic vision.

Although it was only a small regimental force, with a total of only more than 1,000 people, it repeatedly did unexpected things on the battlefield.

Yoshio Shinozuka knew that his premonition had come true.

This inconspicuous mud leg will leave a heavy mark on the battlefield in the northwest of Shanxi.

He opened the file that the staff officer had brought up, and there was only a thin page with Li Yunlong's personal information written on it, and there were only a few lines of words except for his gender and age:

In 1927, he joined the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, experienced the strategic retreat of the so-called "Long March", belonged to the 18th Route Army of the more senior officers, and had many military exploits, first served as the commander of the new regiment of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division of the 18th Route Army.

This person has a fiery personality, does not act according to normal thinking, and uses tactics that are often unexpected, very different from the way the GMD government forces operate.

Tear and pull.

Yoshio Shinozuka tore the thin piece of paper to shreds.

On this, there is not even a photo and description of Li Yunlong's appearance, and he still doesn't know what this opponent looks like.

Someday, I will cut off his head with my own hands, soak it in formalin, and put it on my table to watch it every day...... Yoshio Shinozuka thinks so, but he is a pragmatic person, and he knows deeply that this idea of self-satisfaction is a manifestation of sin.

Yoshio Shinozuka covered his chest, he felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe, he really didn't understand why our army had such an excellent intelligence department, how could even the information of an enemy general be so incomplete.

"Sir, please don't be angry, this person has never served in the GM government, and he has little contact with the GM government, and most of the intelligence information collected by the intelligence department on enemy generals is an official rank above the party school level, in my opinion, this person is just a small person, and it is not worth the commander's attention......"

"Yaga!"

Yoshio Shinozuka threw the shredded paper in his hand in the face of his chief of staff.

"I'm so sorry I said something superfluous!" The chief of staff knew that he had touched the superior's brow, and immediately took a step back and bowed ninety degrees, apologizing for his inappropriate words and deeds just now.

Yoshio Shinozuka closed his eyes, he took a few deep breaths, and felt himself calm down a little.

"Rang Yamaben to see me, hasn't he always been quite proud of his special forces? Maybe it's time to stain this razor-sharp knife with blood. ”

"Hey!"

The chief of staff bowed his head in agreement and walked out quickly.