Anti-Japanese War: Opening of the War
30 Ichiki Yamamoto: It must be fake!

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More than an hour later.

Wan Clan Town was already in ruins.

The Eighth Mixed Brigade of the puppet Imperial Association stationed inside was completely wiped out.

The soldiers of the Independent Regiment were cleaning up the battlefield.

Li Yun Long looked at the battlefield in front of him with a high-spirited expression.

Kong Jie, who was standing at the side, was also smiling so widely that his teeth could not be seen. He was so happy that he kept smacking the pipe in his mouth.

" Aiya, Old Kong, this battle is too f * cking fun. With the automatic rifles, the enemies fell like wheat being harvested. And those heavy machine guns, they were all fired at. It's really f * cking fun. We beat up these puppet troops until they peed their asses. And our armed trucks. Haha, our Old Li doesn't think they're any worse than the Japanese tanks!”

"It's just that the hand-to-hand battle at the end was not satisfying enough. Those puppet soldiers were scared out of their wits by us, and none of them dared to fight back. Tell me, what's the point of this? Our soldiers were like scarecrows, killing one after another. Aiya, this didn't even have the effect of training, right?”

Li Yunlong said.

Kong Jie, on the other hand, had an expression that said 'whatever you say is right.'

This time, his gaze was focused on the equipment on the soldiers.

He touched the Type 03 automatic rifle, glanced at the armored truck parked at the side, glanced at the heavy machine gun on the truck, and turned to look at the dozens of mortars that the soldiers were putting away.

She had never felt so blissful before.

Zhao Gang, who had been following the two of them, was still in a daze.

He had never fought such an easy battle before.

Even if the opponent was a puppet army.

This was too easy.

Especially the last round of hand-to-hand combat.

Just like Li Yunlong said.

The puppet soldiers were completely frightened by their previous attacks.

When the hand-to-hand battle began.

These guys didn't even have the courage to resist.

Even he, a newcomer who had not come into contact with hand-to-hand combat, had killed more than a dozen puppet soldiers.

This was simply unimaginable in the past.

He thought about it again.

There was a sea of automatic rifles.

The dozens of mortars.

The armored truck with steel plates.

The bullets were bigger than a fist.

The anti-tank missiles that could blow up the city wall in an instant.

Zhao Gang felt that everything was taken for granted.

Not to mention those puppet soldiers.

Even a strong-willed Eighth Route Army soldier like him was confused by these advanced weapons.

It was perfectly reasonable for the puppet soldiers, who had been baptized by these weapons, to be scared silly.

He thought about how he was going to be the political commissar of such a team.

Leading such a team to fight against the Japanese.

Zhao Gang suddenly felt as if there was a ball of fire burning in his chest.

However, at the same time.

In his heart.

Ye Yunlong and the other soldiers were talking about Brother Ye, Mr. Ye. Ye became even more curious.

"Who exactly is this Mr. Ye?”

Just as Zhao Gang could not help but want to open his mouth again to ask about Ye Fan's information.

A surprised cry interrupted his train of thought.

He looked up.

Zhao Gang's eyes immediately revealed a look of surprise.

The cavalry battalion of the puppet army had been found!

At the same time.

Zhang Dabiao's voice rang out.

"Regiment Commander, Regiment Commander, the puppet cavalry battalion has been found, the puppet cavalry battalion has been found, horses, so many horses!”

In the next moment.

Li Yun Long's heroic laughter suddenly rang out.

"Alright, Zhang Dabiao, inform everyone to bring our cavalry unit and retreat!”

……

Not long after Li Yunlong and the others left.

A few sneaky figures appeared at the edge of the battlefield.

Although there were fewer of these figures.

However, his actions were extremely orderly.

Every single one of them was well-trained.

After confirming that the battlefield was safe.

A figure quickly returned to the leader's side.

" Commander Yamamoto, the battle has ended. It seems that the Eighth Mixed Brigade of the Imperial Association has been completely wiped out. The enemy has retreated from the battlefield."”

"Baka!"

"A bunch of trash!"

The officer leading the team was the former captain of the Yamamoto Special Agent Team, Yamamoto Ichiki.

He had come to the First Army Special Agent Training Camp at Wan Jia Ridge to select reserve agents to form a new special agent team.

However, he suddenly received news that Wan Family Town had been attacked by the enemy.

Originally, this kind of thing was not worth his attention as the captain of the First Army's special agent team.

They were just a group of Imperial Association soldiers.

Being wiped out was not a big deal.

However, what the soldiers of the Imperial Association said in their plea for help caught the attention of the higher-ups of the First Army.

Only then did he send Yamamoto Ichiki, who was nearby, to take a look at the situation.

"Hey, Colonel Yamamoto, these Imperial Association soldiers are all trash. We prepared such excellent equipment for them, but they were destroyed in such a short time.”

"And you keep saying that the enemy is equipped with weapons that are more powerful than submachine guns. It's simply ridiculous!”

"In the entire First Army, only our Special Agent Team is qualified to be equipped with submachine guns.”

"The only thing more powerful than the submachine gun is the first small-scale automatic rifle in the United States.”

"Could it be that the regimental units of the Eighth Route Army can be equipped with automatic rifles? They are simply treating us as fools!”

" They said that the enemy has dozens of mortars, armed trucks, and heavy machine guns. There's nothing more ridiculous than that!”

Yamamoto Ichiki nodded.

A full regiment of automatic rifles? How was that possible?

Even the Yang Village Independent Regiment, which was probably the most powerful in the Eighth Route Army, only had a few dozen automatic rifles.

He didn't even dare to think about thousands of automatic rifles.

That was something that even the Great Japan Empire couldn't do!

Fake!

It was definitely fake!

He thought about it.

Yamamoto Ichiki led his men into the battlefield.

No matter what.

He still had to investigate.

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