Hand-to-hand combat requires a soldier's will, courage and fighting skills.

The famous division commander and future marshal of the 115th Division of the Eighth Route Army once said: The troops who dare to bayonet and see the red are the strongest troops.

Not only Li Yunlong, but also many Eighth Route Army commanders and fighters during this period seemed to like hand-to-hand combat.

Of course, what is more important is the lack of ammunition. Who uses the human sea tactic when they can cover it with firepower?

Even though the Independent Regiment is now rich and has a hundred rounds of ammunition, Li Yunlong still adheres to the principle of saving money when he can.

Only time-travelers like Wei Dayong allowed the soldiers to charge forward with submachine guns and light machine guns, with bullets free of charge.

However, Wei Dayong was also somewhat affected by the fire phobia of later generations.

When I used to play games, even if there was only a trace of blood left, I still had to fill up the bullets.

Now that he is in charge of a battalion, if the soldiers under him don't have bullets in their hands, he will always feel empty in his heart and feel weak all over.

There are reserves in the warehouse, the soldiers have bullets in their hands, and they can even sleep safely.

A rubbish system that doesn’t even provide guns and ammunition...

The special operations battalion and the first battalion combined had thousands of soldiers to deal with more than a hundred Japanese remnants.

The battle was resolved in less than five minutes, and the Japanese army's bushido spirit was also defeated.

Two Japs surrendered, while one Japs looked at the corpses of his compatriots on the ground with dull eyes and sat on the ground crying.

The undead Japs on the ground, with their intestines exposed, were wailing loudly, with deathly silence, despair and fear in their eyes.

The battle between the second and third battalions is also coming to an end.

Two battalions dealt with more than 500 puppet troops, and there was almost no suspense in the battle.

As soon as the battle started, the puppet troops only made a token resistance, but were overwhelmed by the fierce offensive.

Seeing that the Japanese were also defeated, some of the puppet troops lay down and pretended to be dead, while others fled.

The speed at which the puppet troops fled was not directly proportional to the speed at which they were advancing.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers might not be able to catch up just by relying on their foot strength.

About 200 puppet troops ran as fast as they could in the direction of Yushe County.

The cavalry company lying in ambush three miles away could no longer bear it any longer. Seeing the puppet army's retreat, Sun Desheng shouted loudly: "Cavalry company, charge forward with me, don't let a single enemy escape!"

Immediately, more than a hundred cavalry company soldiers slapped the horse's butt at the same time, roared and rushed towards the puppet army.

The sound of rolling horse hooves suddenly sounded behind the puppet army's retreating troops. Upon hearing the sound, the puppet soldiers looked back while running, and their expressions changed drastically.

At a distance of nearly 100 meters, Sun Desheng held the shell gun in his hand and fired three shots in a row.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three puppet soldiers fell forward and fell to the ground while running.

The soldiers of the cavalry company also fired continuously with mounted rifles. The running puppet troops were like targets.

As the mounted soldiers pulled the trigger, the puppet soldiers continued to fall forward and fell to the ground.

Two puppet army machine gunners set up a Czech machine gun and prepared to shoot it. Before the machine gunner could fire, the next moment they were shot through the head by Sun Desheng with a mounted rifle.

The riding rifle was rotated in his hand, inserted into the horse's back, and then the saber was drawn out.

At this time, they were already fifty meters away from the puppet army. The soldiers drew their sabers, clamped the horse's legs, and rushed towards the puppet army like a hurricane.

The cavalry came and went like the wind, as fast as lightning.

Rushing forward, Sun Desheng raised the saber in his hand slightly, and with a pop, the back of a puppet soldier's neck was cut off, and then fell forward to the ground with a plop.

The other soldiers also cut down a large number of puppet troops like melons and vegetables.

It only took the cavalry company one round of charge, but the puppet soldiers were frightened and no longer dared to escape.

They all squatted on the ground with fearful expressions on their faces and raised their guns above their heads.

Some simply lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead...

Seeing that the battles everywhere were coming to an end, Zhao Gang couldn't help but show ecstasy on his face.

"Old Li, we did it, we wiped out all the enemies!"

"Ha ha……"

With the strength of one regiment, it was a miracle to annihilate more than 400 elite Japanese soldiers and 500 puppet troops.

Serious damage and defeat are already extraordinary, let alone total annihilation.

This battle can be considered a great victory, and Zhao Gang has already thought of his name.

It's called the Great Victory of Stone Pan.

The last time Zhao Gang showed such a smile was when the independent regiment annihilated the 8th mixed brigade of the puppet army in Hutou Ridge.

Although they were completely wiped out in that battle, the puppet army No. 3,400 was still defeated and ran away.

And this battle can be regarded as a complete annihilation in the true sense!

"Come on, Lao Zhao, let's go over and see what treasures are loaded on the Japanese truck."

Li Yunlong's eyes narrowed slightly, with a proud look on his face, and he was always thinking about the two mountain cannons.

The three-wheelers and trucks at the front had already been blown into flames, but the truck towing the mountain cannon was unscathed.

"Go over and have a look." Zhao Gang looked excited.

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang walked towards the truck, and a soldier from the security squad followed closely behind them.

The soldiers surrounded the two trucks and stared at the trucks and mountain cannons with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Zhang Dabiao tapped the barrel of the mountain cannon with the handle of his barge gun, making a crisp sound, and he couldn't help but grin.

"Get out of my way, everyone."

"Learn from the special operations battalion. They are all cleaning the battlefield. What are you doing here as a battalion?"

Hearing Li Yunlong's voice, the soldiers of the first battalion quickly moved out of the way and saluted Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang in unison.

Zhang Dabiao gave a military salute: "Regiment leader, political commissar!"

Then he handed Itazu Junzhi's command sword to Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong took the command knife and weighed it in his hand, and then looked at Sima Bacha lying in front of the truck with a bullet in his forehead, and glanced at Itazin Junzhi.

After touching the Lieutenant General's command sword, to be honest, Li Yunlong really looked down on the Lieutenant Colonel's command sword.

"Dabiao, how come you are still in trouble?" Li Yunlong glanced at Zhang Dabiao.

"Captain, I am lucky. The bullet grazed my scalp. It was just a minor injury and only took away a few hairs."

Although the wound was no longer bleeding, Zhang Dabiao's face looked scarlet and blurry, a bit scary, but Zhang Dabiao still had a smile on his face.

"Get a military doctor to bandage it."

Li Yunlong felt a little distressed when he saw it, but Zhang Dabiao himself didn't take it seriously.

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao straightened up.

"The ministries quickly cleaned the battlefield and asked the recruits to stab the wounded soldiers and corpses of the Japanese with bayonets, while the veterans gathered their guns and ammunition together."

"Military doctors hurry up and rescue the wounded. Don't be idle. Get moving!"

When the recruits heard Zhao Gang's words, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. This intellectual is quite ruthless...

Since the Lijiapo battle where the wounded Japanese soldiers dragged the soldiers to death together, Zhao Gang no longer requires the soldiers to deliberately rescue the wounded Japanese soldiers.

Unless they surrender voluntarily, they will be killed.

The soldiers who received the order began to work again.

Li Yunlong walked up to the mountain cannon, sometimes knocking it, sometimes gently stroking it, without hiding the smile on his face.
Chapter completed!