Bright Sword: Flesh and Blood Military Industrial Base

Chapter 18: Tactical Perfect Execution

At that moment, Luo Dashan was tightly clutching the light machine gun, his breathing heavy, trying hard to suppress the urge to fight the Japanese.

Don't rush, don't panic, you must follow instructions.

"Hide your bodies well, don't expose yourselves," he said in a low voice, his breathing becoming heavier.

At that moment, Chen Xiaoquan was also staring intently at the Japanese soldiers, including Zeng Dahui and his men who were fighting and retreating.

Lured by Zeng Dahui and his men, the Japanese soldiers were gradually approaching the bend in the road, while the puppet troops were also eager to make a name for themselves and try to impress the Japanese.

Soon, Zeng Dahui and his group rushed through the mixed forest, past the bend in the road, and onto the mountain road, seemingly trying to escape as quickly as possible.

Seeing this, the Japanese lieutenant ordered the main force to slow down its pursuit and let the vanguard attack first.

The bend was narrow, clearly a good place to ambush, but the Japanese lieutenant wasn't that stupid.

Soon, the scouts and the Japanese soldiers rushed into the bend in the road and moved forward quickly without encountering any attacks.

But the Japanese lieutenant showed no sign of relaxing, keeping his eyes fixed on the enemy until—

"beat!!"

Yang Zheng had already returned to the back of the earthen embankment. Seeing that the vanguard of the Japanese and the puppet troops were about to pass through the bend, he immediately gave the order and opened fire on the Japanese in front of him with his Mauser pistol.

"Bang!"

The gunshot is the order!

"Da da da..."

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

"Grenade!"

"Pfft... Whoosh... Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Light machine guns, rifles, and grenades poured their firepower down on the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops at top speed.

Explosions occurred one after another, bullets flew wildly, the puppet troops screamed in agony, and the Japanese soldiers calmly launched a covert counterattack.

At this moment, the main force of the Japanese troops was still in the rear and had not advanced.

But the Japanese lieutenant laughed.

"Yosh, just as I thought, what a cheap trick!"

"Warriors of the Empire, attack! Tear them apart! Slaughter them!"

The Japanese lieutenant aimed his knife at the bend in the road, his eyes filled with smug arrogance, as if everything was going exactly as he had predicted.

With his order, the main force of the Japanese troops truly began to move.

They moved into action in a neat and orderly fashion. Under the cover of the riflemen, the light machine gunners and grenade launcher gunners moved forward quickly to find the best firing line to hit Yang Zheng and his men.

At the same time, they drove the puppet troops forward to provide support to the attacked troops, while the Japanese followed behind them.

The crowd moved forward rapidly, and Yang Zheng shouted loudly, "Japanese reinforcements are coming! Prepare to retreat!"

"Light machine gun cover fire!!"

"Da da da..."

The light machine gunner of the Eighth Company pressed his finger on the trigger and held it there, firing bullets incessantly. At the same time, the rifle fire stopped, as if they had already retreated.

Seeing this, the main force of the Japanese troops were unwilling to let the enemy leave, so they unconsciously quickened their pace. At the same time, the vanguard of Japanese soldiers and puppet troops also wanted to move, but the light machine gun made them dare not show their faces.

"Kill them all!!!"

The Japanese lieutenant got excited too, waving his command sword and shouting orders, while his men quickly followed suit, thinking of following orders.

At this moment, Luo Dashan gently peeked out with half his head, his eyes fixed on what was below, biting his lower lip, waiting for the perfect opportunity.

It's here, right now...

"Comrades, follow me and kill them..."

"kill……"

"Da da da..."

Luo Dashan, carrying his crooked-handled weapon, took the lead, leaping up from behind the rock, and immediately firing a furious shot from his weapon.

Behind him, 27 soldiers, some wielding broadswords and others carrying rifles, responded immediately.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!!"

"Kill the Japanese devils..."

"Charge! Take them down!"

The 28-man team leaped down with lightning speed, amidst the astonished gazes of the Japanese soldiers, and crashed hard into the enemy's crowded formation.

"Da da da..."

Luo Dashan rushed to the front, quickly emptied his bullets, threw away his light machine gun, drew his broadsword, and slashed at a Japanese sergeant in front of him.

The soldiers behind him were not to be outdone, each taking on their own targets.

Swords flashed and bayonets thrust! This long-suppressed sharp blade, in the most savage and direct way, completely tore apart the Japanese formation.

Caught off guard, the Japanese soldiers, especially the light machine gunners and grenade launcher gunners, were utterly desperate; in such a situation, they appeared weak and powerless.

Just as a Japanese grenade launcher operator was about to turn around, Luo Dashan cleaved him in the back with a single blow; next to a Type 11 light machine gun, three burly men from Northeast China pounced on him like wolves, instantly cutting down the machine gunner and assistant gunner...

The hand-to-hand combat suddenly began when the Japanese soldiers were at their most triumphant and relaxed.

The Japanese lieutenant stared at his smug expression for a while, then a surge of anger rose within him.

"Baka... Chinese, you're asking for death! The warriors of the Empire are invincible, slaughter them all!"

He glanced at them and knew that this group of only twenty-odd people dared to charge their formation. Although they had chosen a narrow bend in the road to prevent them from deploying their forces, the Imperial Warriors were unstoppable in close combat—this was the confidence of the Japanese lieutenant.

This stemmed from the long-term training of his soldiers, from their superior logistics compared to China, and from the fact that their soldiers were stronger than the Chinese army.

But he was soon stunned again. His soldiers were dying at an alarming rate. The puppet troops were too cowardly to engage in battle, but at the same time, they were squeezing out the space for the puppet troops to attack. Their numerical advantage was completely negligible.

"Baka...useless! Useless! Counterattack, counterattack!!"

The Japanese lieutenant cursed angrily, but to no avail.

Meanwhile, as Luo Dashan and his men attacked, the Japanese vanguard was momentarily alarmed and instinctively wanted to turn back to provide support.

Just then.

"call out……"

"Boom! Boom!!"

A dozen or so grenades suddenly exploded, sending plumes of smoke billowing into the sky.

"Comrades, follow me and kill..."

Yang Zheng, clutching his pistol, charged out from behind the earthen embankment.

Behind him were nearly 30 warriors with bloodshot eyes and murderous intent.

Chen Xiaoquan gripped his broadsword tightly with both hands, while Zeng Dahui held his Type 38 rifle; both roared, "Charge! Kill the enemy!!"

"Charge and kill the enemy!!"

The bugle call to charge sounded, and the tiger emerged from the mountain, tearing at its prey.

Yang Zheng held his pistol horizontally and kept firing at close range. Anyone who stood in his way, whether Japanese or puppet troops, was killed.

Chen Xiaoquan's broadsword flashed, cutting down a Japanese soldier, while Zeng Dahui's bayonet thrust forward, piercing the chest of a puppet soldier.

Suddenly... everything happened so suddenly. The Japanese soldiers were completely stunned. The remaining few Japanese soldiers in the vanguard were cut down and stabbed in the first instant. The puppet troops who were lucky enough to survive shouted and surrendered.

"Dahui, you take five men and keep an eye on these traitors. If anyone dares to move, I'll shoot them all!" Yang Zheng shoved a light machine gun into Zeng Dahui's hands and shouted the order.

The surrendered puppet soldiers trembled instinctively, clutching their heads tightly with their hands, not daring to make any move.

"The rest of you, charge in..."

P.S.: I racked my brains to design this intricately linked tactic; I wonder if it will meet the expectations of you experts.

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