Bright Sword: Let my company hold off the Yamazaki Battalion

Chapter 49 Shock! Chu Yunfei: "Is this the firepower that the Eighth Route Army should have?&qu

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Chu Feng knew that this was not the time to conserve ammunition or fear excessive troop casualties.

As long as he can eliminate the Japanese battlefield observation group as quickly as possible, he will not lose out.

If they hesitated even for a moment, or were concerned about the cost of ammunition and casualties, they would likely face retaliation from the Japanese air force, resulting in even greater losses.

Faced with such intense firepower from the guard regiment, the Japanese soldiers inside the Huting stronghold were completely helpless.

They also tried to retaliate with their only two remaining Type 92 infantry guns, but after firing only two shells, they were met with overwhelming artillery fire, suffering heavy casualties and having both guns completely destroyed. They were left with no heavy weapons capable of threatening the guard regiment's attack.

"Baka! Hold on! We absolutely cannot let them break in!" The Japanese major general drew his command sword and shouted frantically.

But the battle is all about firepower and manpower. Facing the guard regiment, they were outnumbered and outgunned. The strongholds, pillboxes, and walls that they had placed so much hope in were dilapidated and had lost their defensive function, unable to withstand the bombardment.

As for the situation on the battlefield, Chu Feng didn't need to say anything.

After the attack route was opened, the three company commanders decisively ordered their troops to launch an assault.

Company Commander Huang Zhenggong took the lead and led four assault teams in a swift charge.

With the experience gained from the battle drills and actual combat of the Xiaoxishan Railway Station, they became increasingly adept at attacking the Huting stronghold.

"Commandos, follow! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Grenade! Grenade!"

"Where are the flamethrowers? Have they come up yet?"

"Fire support! Light and heavy machine guns, grenade launchers—don't hold back on ammunition! Suppress them with all your might!"

In less than half a minute, the troops advanced to a position fifty or sixty meters away from the Huting stronghold.

With the added combat buff, every member of the guard regiment seemed to transform into a king of soldiers, possessing unparalleled marksmanship.

The Japanese and puppet troops were so suppressed that they couldn't even lift their heads. If they showed the slightest opening, a tricky bullet would come flying, either killing or wounding them; there was no third possibility.

"Aaaaaah!"

"Help me! Help me!"

The wails of Japanese and puppet troops echoed continuously from the stronghold.

A Japanese lieutenant, seeing the Eighth Route Army soldiers about to charge forward, frantically waved his sword, shouting, "Baka! Hold them off! Don't let them get up here!!!"

Despite their best efforts, the Japanese and puppet troops could not stop the advance of the guard regiment.

"Da da da! Da da da!"

Just as they broke through to within 20 meters of the Huting stronghold, and were about to break through the wall and enter the stronghold with another charge, a hidden firing point suddenly opened fire!

Several soldiers were caught off guard and knocked down instantly, while the follow-up troops could only lie on the ground, unable to advance.

Company Commander Huang Zhenggong's eyes widened: "Grenade? Quick, blow him up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier rushed out, intending to use the same attack strategy as before to trade one enemy firepower point for another.

"laugh--!"

At this critical moment, the flamethrowers mixed in with the attacking troops suddenly opened fire.

A fiery dragon shot out, leaping twenty or thirty meters before diving directly into the hidden firing point.

"ah--!"

The Japanese heavy machine gun, which was firing wildly, suddenly fell silent, followed by a piercing scream.

Several Japanese soldiers, their bodies ablaze, ran out of the firing point, howling like ghosts and wolves, and rolled wildly on the ground.

With the threat gone, Company Commander Huang Zhenggong's eyes lit up. He was experiencing the power of a flamethrower for the first time: "Hahaha, beautiful!!"

Without his order, the assault team immediately continued their charge.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

The more than 200 submachine guns that were just captured have all been deployed to the troops, and their overwhelming firepower has been unleashed at this moment.

The Type 38 rifles in the hands of the Japanese and puppet troops could only fire one shot at a time, and were no match for the continuous fire of the submachine guns.

Moreover, the area within 100 meters was an absolute suppression zone for submachine guns, and with the large number of pistols equipped by the troops, the Japanese and puppet troops couldn't make a sound at all and could only passively take hits.

They were the first to break through the walls and storm into the Huting stronghold.

Following closely behind, the second and third companies also closed in and completed the breakthrough.

Just then, Li Yunlong, Chu Yunfei, and Zhang Dabiao arrived with more than a dozen soldiers.

Seeing the once impregnable Huting stronghold become dilapidated, with gaps everywhere, firelight flashing constantly within the stronghold, and the intense gunfire making the three men's eyes twitch.

"My goodness!" Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but exclaim, "How long has it been since the fighting started? They broke through in less than 10 minutes? Which unit is this? The guard regiment?"

Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei remained silent in response to Zhang Dabiao's remarks, their lips pursed, their eyes filled with shock.

Chu Yunfei, in particular, had always known that the Eighth Route Army's weak firepower was a major weakness, but he never expected that this little-known guard regiment would have such a dense array of light and heavy machine guns, as well as a large number of submachine guns and artillery.

He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yunlong, is this guard regiment your Eighth Route Army's elite force? How come they have such strong firepower?"

Faced with Chu Yunfei's question, Li Yunlong felt a mix of emotions.

He wanted to explain that this unit had only been established for a little over a month and was by no means a main force or elite regiment.

But he swallowed the words back. The facts were right in front of him, and Chu Yunfei would definitely not believe him. Instead, he would think that he was just being perfunctory.

Li Yunlong could only remain silent, but inwardly he was incredibly envious: "Damn it, I've been a main force regimental commander for so many years, when have I ever had this kind of treatment?"

"As expected of the General Logistics Department's favored son, you can't find another regiment like this in the entire Eighth Route Army!"

"No, after this battle, I'm going to complain to the brigade and division headquarters. They're all Eighth Route Army troops, we can't treat them differently." Li Yunlong made up his mind.

"Commander, Commander!"

At the same time, Li Yunlong and his group were spotted by the guards.

After learning the situation, the soldier quickly reported to Chu Feng: "Reporting, Commander! Li Yunlong, the commander of the Independent Regiment, Chu Yunfei, the commander of the 358th Regiment of the Jin-Sui Army, and the commander of the First Battalion of the Independent Regiment have arrived!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng turned around and saw Li Yunlong and the others approaching.

A slight smile played on his lips as he stepped forward to greet them, saying with a smile, "Commander Li, Commander Chu, welcome, welcome! I didn't expect you to come. Are you here to guide our guard regiment in combat?"

Seeing Chu Feng's nonchalant expression, and thinking about how his own goal had been snatched away, Li Yunlong's lips twitched.

He really wanted to curse them out, but since they weren't close, he could only say sullenly, "Commander Chu Feng, that's not fair of you."

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow, feigning confusion, and asked, "Commander Li, what do you mean? Where did we do something wrong?"

Seeing Chu Feng feigning ignorance, Li Yunlong said with displeasure, "This Huting stronghold is under my control, and it's within the jurisdiction of my Independent Regiment. Your Guard Regiment has overstepped its bounds, hasn't it?"

Faced with Li Yunlong's aggressive stance, Chu Feng chuckled and said, "Commander Li, that's not very meaningful."

"We're both from the same military unit. Do you think this is like the old warlord era, where we just divided up territory?"