Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

"Your Excellency, Major! The entire special attack team is in pieces! However, the enemy's armored forces were not damaged at all. Lieutenant Kuno's plan completely failed!"

"Masaka!?"

The news of the secret weapon's failure echoed in Nakamura Kenichi's mind like a death knell, shocking him to the point where he lost his last trace of reason and clarity.

The old Japanese took out his flare gun with scarlet eyes, and without saying a word summoned the tenth squad as a reserve team, dreaming of committing all his troops to a life-or-death showdown with the Eighth Route Army in front of him.

"Hey, gentlemen, see you at Kudanzaka!"

Facing the willful supreme commander, the Japanese squadron leaders all had sad faces, feeling helpless and powerless.

However, none of these three people had the courage to speak out to dissuade them, so they could only silently prepare to die in battle.

There is no way, the official level will crush people to death.

What's more, the vanguard of the Eighth Route Army is already close at hand. Even if they complete the process of defeating the enemy in the shortest time, they will not have enough time to lead their troops to break through and escape.

After making up their minds, the three Japanese squadron leaders began to tidy up their military uniforms, and then raised their samurai swords high and led the remaining troops to launch a classic Long Live Charge.

"What a black card! Onboard!"

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"Brigade Commander! The Japs have launched a new round of charge towards the combat mobile company. Judging from the strength and specific scale, this should be the enemy's death struggle."

"ah!?"

"There is such a good thing. Is the investigation true?"

"The little devil only has one or two hundred men, and he doesn't even have a heavy artillery over 105 mm. With just bayonets and rifles, he dares to attack the armored troops? Unless he has lost his head!"

With confusion in his heart, Li Yunlong immediately jogged to the forward observation post. He picked up the telescope and looked towards the center of the battlefield with a confused expression.

With just a glance, Lao Li smiled like Gerasimov in later generations.

The exaggerated curvature of the corners of the mouth and the big white teeth that could not be concealed at all showed contempt and ridicule for the enemy.

"Haha, everything is developing in our favor. It seems that the commander on the opposite side is really confused and made such a big mistake at a critical moment."

"If the Japanese use gun towers and bunkers to stop the attack in an orderly manner, and then send some brainwashed soldiers to stage a few suicide attacks, then we will really waste a few more artillery shells."

"Now, hum!"

Although Li Yunlong did not speak completely, the comrades around him understood the meaning of his commander.

It’s already 1942, and you’re still fighting against tanks with your own body. What kind of primitive people are fighting against modern military industry? Do you really think that you are a Polish hussar loaded with force to withstand explosions, or a South American superman who has been fully buffed in the loyalty trial?

After observing the new situation on the battlefield, Lao Li immediately ordered:

"Send me an order to speed up the advance of the combat mobile company. We must take advantage of the enemy's illness to kill the enemy."

"Artillery support company, you don't need to worry about the front line for the time being. You only need to aim in the direction of Xinxiang Airport. Once the opponent's reserve team rushes out of the airport and attempts to join the main force, use artillery shells to block their reinforcement road."

"The remaining people should be ready to attack at any time! After seeing the general attack signal, even self-propelled artillery must rush forward together with the infantry to annihilate the enemy!"

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

As orders were issued to troops at all levels, the entire First Marine Brigade suddenly began to run at full speed like a clockwork machine.

Under multiple pressures in terms of military strength, firepower, individual quality, and equipment, the Japanese garrison at Xinxiang Airport persisted for forty minutes before completely losing their ability to resist.

The only troublesome thing was a Type 97 fighter jet that took off despite the bombing, but it did not cause any casualties to the Marine Regiment.

Facing the Japanese pilot who was about to swoop down and lick the ground in an attempt to avenge his dead comrades, a long-awaited medium-air defense unit from behind made a decisive move, directly volleying and blowing up the outdated little crispy aircraft.

So far, the 1st Marine Brigade has successfully completed the task of attacking the enemy.

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After the battle, the soldiers of the paratrooper infantry battalion began to clean up the battlefield. Its main task is to concentrate on the disposal of corpses and collect the equipment left by the Japanese on the ground.

Everyone is still not sure when the airdrop will be in place, so stocking up some Japanese weapons can be regarded as being prepared.

As for Li Yunlong’s movements?

After killing the last Japs, he led the comrades of the combat maneuver company into the mission target and entered the scene first to set up a command center.

The moment you step into the gate, a runway full of craters comes into view. The severely damaged buildings made everyone present frown.

There is no way, who lets his own firepower be too strong?

This is the result of not using 107 fire, otherwise the situation on site will only get worse.

After looking around the field and making a plan in his mind, Li Yunlong said to the chief of staff who was standing by:

"Hey, it looks like the next project will be quite heavy."

"Zhang Dabiao, please quickly organize the comrades in the maintenance company to repair the runway and fill in the bomb craters at key locations first. As for the construction, the priority is to ensure the normal operation of the command tower. Don't worry about the rest for the time being."

"If you don't have enough manpower, then try your luck in Baliying Village and Jinjiaying Village in the south. With the reputation of our Eighth Route Army, we should be able to temporarily attack."

Before he finished speaking, the commander of the maintenance company came to Li Yunlong with two old men.

On the outskirts of the airport, hundreds of young and middle-aged people carrying homemade weapons and tools can be vaguely seen.

When the Japanese were expanding the Xinxiang Airport, they not only occupied the cultivated land of two local villages, but also forced ordinary people to join their construction team for free.

Under such high pressure, nearly a hundred villagers were brutally murdered by the Japanese in just three years.

Now the 1st Marine Brigade has eliminated the Japanese garrison stationed at the airport, and the Wang Division has recovered the lost ground. The village chiefs of Baliying Village and Jinjiaying Village naturally wanted to come to communicate.

"Comrade Eighth Route Army, we are expecting Master Wang to come!"

"I will never thank you for your kindness. As long as there is any need in the organization, I, Lao Jin, will do my best to contribute even if I risk my life."

"Hot meals and dishes will be here in a moment. We are experiencing a famine in northern Henan recently. The village can only prepare simple meals. I hope comrades will not find it objectionable."

Obviously, the village chief of Jinjiaying Village has some knowledge of the Eighth Route Army.

But thinking about it, Xinxiang is not too far away from Shanxi Province, so it is normal for it to receive some policies.

Facing two elderly people over fifty years old, Li Yunlong personally moved several ammunition boxes and motioned to the other party to sit down first before chatting.

"Village Chief Jin, our Eighth Route Army has rules and cannot take advantage of the masses. What's more, there is still a famine in Yu Province, so you should let the villagers preserve the food."

"If possible, please ask some young adults from the village to help us repair the airport. Of course, we will pay the wages and take care of the food!" (End of Chapter)