Another sniper point was found. Wei Dayong took a sniper rifle and aimed at the Japanese machine gunner behind a crooked light machine gun.

After a gunshot, the Japanese machine gunner immediately fell to the ground. Jiang Maocai looked on with admiration and envy.

Jiang Maocai finished the hundred rounds of bullets Wei Dayong gave him. He could hit the target at a distance of 100 meters, but he lost confidence at 300 meters.

For fear of hitting the cannonballs or explosives on the train, the artillery battalion did not fire in the direction of the train.

However, Wei Dayong almost had a Jaap machine gunner with one shot, plus the strength of other snipers in the special operations group.

The Japs' machine guns and grenade launchers were targeted as soon as they were set up. In less than half an hour of exchange of fire, the Japs suffered heavy casualties and their firepower was greatly reduced.

Seeing that the situation was almost over, the two battalion commanders of the special operations battalion launched a general attack on the little Japanese from both sides.

Soldiers from the special operations group all over the mountains and plains surged towards the little devil like a tide, and the remaining little devil was completely submerged in the sea of ​​people.

The hand-to-hand battle ended soon after. Wei Dayong and Jiang Maocai also came to the train. The ground was covered with the corpses of the Japanese.

Wei Dayong picked up a 38-gai with a bayonet and handed it to Jiang Maocai: "Go and stab some Japanese."

Jiang Maocai, a newborn calf, was not afraid of tigers, so he stabbed a wounded Japanese soldier in the chest with his bayonet. With a pop, the bayonet sank into the wounded Japanese soldier's chest.

Then he pulled it out with a swipe. The Jag lying on the ground twitched twice and then completely stopped moving. After stabbing the Jag, he still grinned at Wei Dayong.

Wei Dayong nodded secretly, Jiang Maocai was much more courageous than Ge Erdan and Huang Erhu, and he was indeed a soldier.

At this time, Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang and Yang Liqing also came to the train.

It was already dark, and the soldiers lit torches to sweep the battlefield.

Li Yunlong is now the brigade commander. Zhao Gang does not allow him to participate in the battle, so he can only stay in the rear.

If Zhao Gang hadn't been here, he would have rushed up to fight the Japanese just like Wei Dayong.

"Good job!" Li Yunlong nodded to Wei Dayong with a satisfied look, and then walked straight to the car.

"Come on, two people, open the carriage!" Zhao Gang waved his hand, and two soldiers immediately stepped forward and used their rifle butts to smash open the iron lock on the carriage door.

After breaking the iron lock, the two soldiers opened the carriage door with a clang, jumped into the carriage, and used bayonets to pry open a wooden box.

"Brigade commander, it's artillery shells, there are all artillery shells in here!" The soldier's voice of surprise came from inside the carriage.

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang looked at each other with happy expressions.

Zhao Gang said happily: "Lao Li, we will send it this time!"

"Open, open them all!" Li Yunlong ordered with a rich expression on his face.

The soldiers immediately opened all the carriage doors and jumped into the train.

"There are bullets in here!"

"Here are cans!"

"There are aerial bombs here!"

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Wei Dayong led several soldiers towards the exposed carriage at the back of the train.

He had long noticed that two carriages were different from the other carriages.

The two carriages did not have iron sheets, but were exposed and covered with long military green cloth.

"Open it, pay attention to safety!" Wei Dayong ordered when he came to the door, and at the same time took out his pistol and opened the safety.

The two special forces soldiers jumped on the car and reached out to lift the green cloth.

"Nisnei!" The moment the green cloth was lifted, a sharp bayonet stabbed a soldier from under the green cloth.

The soldier reacted very quickly, and with Wei Dayong's warning in advance, he rolled sideways to avoid the Japs and fell off the car. Seeing that the Japs were not stabbed, the Japs raised their bayonets and stabbed the other soldier.

Wei Dayong took out his pistol with lightning speed, turned on the safety, raised his hand and shot the Japanese in the forehead, ending the Japanese's life.

The fallen soldier was shocked and looked at the regiment leader gratefully.

Several soldiers behind him pushed the bullet into the chamber and pointed their guns in the direction of the green cloth, fearing that the Japanese would come out from inside again.

Wei Dayong picked up the gun that the Japanese had dropped and took a look at it. Fortunately, there were no bullets in the magazine, otherwise the soldier just now would have been shot.

"Open it!" Wei Dayong's expression remained unchanged.

The two soldiers carefully pulled the corners of the cloth and opened it with a crash.

There were no Japs hiding underneath, but a steel beast emerged from under the green cloth.

"It's a tank!" the soldier shouted in surprise, "Commander, it's a tank!"

Wei Dayong's eyes lit up, he jumped on the train board, and when he looked closer, he saw that it was actually a Type 97 medium tank.

This tank was tightly locked with iron chains. It looked very new and had not been on the battlefield. It must have just been shipped from Japan.

It seems that the little devils have spent a lot of money this time in preparing to raid the base area in southeastern Shanxi.

"Open it again!" Wei Dayong said again. There were a total of 6 pieces of green cloth in the two carriages, so there were 6 tanks.

More and more soldiers gathered, and as all the green cloth was lifted, six tanks were instantly exposed in front of the eyes of Wei Dayong and the soldiers.

There are a total of 2 Type 95 light tanks and 4 Type 97 medium tanks, all of which are brand new.

Wei Dayong: "Jiang Maocai, go and inform the brigade commander!"

"Yes!" Jiang Maocai saluted with a military salute and quickly ran back.

Li Yunlong was counting the artillery shells on the carriage, with uncontrollable joy on his face. He had not captured so many supplies during the attack on Yangquan.

Jiang Maocai quickly ran under the carriage, gave a military salute and said: "Report to the brigade commander, our regiment commander found 6 tanks behind!"

Li Yunlong's expression changed, he jumped off the train and took out a Browning pistol: "The Japanese tank is here? Where is it?"

"Brigade commander, the Japanese tanks didn't come." Jiang Maocai said quickly, "We captured 6 tanks, which were at the back of the train."

"What, six tanks were seized?" Li Yunlong's tone was filled with disbelief.

"Old Zhao! Old Zhao!" Li Yunlong shouted loudly, "Wei Dayong has captured 6 tanks, let's go over and take a look!"

Zhao Gang heard this and ran over quickly: "Where is the tank?"

"It's over there." Jiang Maocai pointed toward the back of the car, but it was already dark now and he couldn't see anything except the torches.

Jiang Maocai quickly walked towards the back of the car with Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang. Yang Liqing got the news and hurriedly followed.

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However, Li Yunlong didn't have time to say hello to Captain Ma, so he walked quickly towards the back of the car.

More than ten meters away, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang saw the tank parked on the train carriage.

As soon as he saw the tank, Li Yunlong's eyes immediately lit up like light bulbs.

"Haha, it's indeed a tank!" Li Yunlong was ecstatic, "Now I'm rich!"

Zhao Gang also said happily: "We have tanks, planes, and heavy artillery!"

The two of them walked quickly towards the tank.

As soon as Li Yunlong jumped onto the train, Wei Dayong's head emerged from the roof of the tank.

And said: "Report to the brigade commander, tank soldier Wei Dayong reports to you!"

Li Yunlong cleared his throat and said with a serious expression: "Comrade Wei Dayong, now I order you to get out of the tank. The brigade commander is going to drive the tank."

Wei Dayong said loudly: "Comrade Brigadier, you can't drive, there is no oil in the tank!"

"No oil?" Li Yunlong's face fell instantly. What's the difference between a tank without oil and scrap metal? This made me happy for nothing.

A soldier said: "Brigade commander, I just saw a section of the carriage full of oil drums."

Li Yunlong's face turned gloomy and he quickly ordered: "Go and bring some soldiers and bring a barrel of oil!"

"Follow me!" The soldier who just spoke took a few soldiers to transport oil.

Wei Dayong got off the tank and saw Wang Gensheng walking over, so he ordered him: "Gensheng, take someone to look for 37mm and 47mm caliber artillery shells."

The main gun of the Type 95 light tank is 37mm in caliber, while the main gun of the Type 97 tank is 47mm in caliber.

The Japanese army used this military train to transport tanks to the Japanese First Army, so it would definitely also transport corresponding artillery shells and spare parts.

"Yes!" Wang Gensheng just took a look at the tank, and after receiving the order, he took people to find the shells.

Not long after, several soldiers led a mule and horse, brought a barrel of diesel, then opened the tank's fuel tank and filled it with fuel.

Every tank was wet with rain and dew. Each tank was filled with a small amount of fuel first. Tanks consume a lot of diesel fuel and have large fuel tanks. These two types of tanks can run 200 kilometers once filled with fuel.

Wei Dayong went to the Type 95 light tank at the rear, opened the tank cover, got in and sat in the driver's seat.

He had just spent 5,000 merit points to upgrade his tank driving skills to the [Proficient] level.

After being promoted to the [Mastery] level, he could drive a tank and drift. Although he still had more than 70,000 merit points, he didn't want to use this useless driving skill.

Under the surprised eyes of Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang, Yang Liqing and many soldiers.

After Wei Dayong started the tank, he first turned on the headlights in front of the tank. The bright and dazzling light illuminated a distance of dozens of meters like daylight.

Then he stepped on the accelerator, pushed the two joysticks, and quickly stepped on the brakes. The tank suddenly moved forward.
To be continued...