Bright Sword: Let my company hold off the Yamazaki Battalion

Chapter 22 Chu Feng Eats Meat, Li Yunlong Takes the Blame! Li Yunlong: "Who is this deity?"

"Quickly clean up the battlefield!"

"Let's go back and celebrate, don't hesitate!"

After exiting the system space, Chu Feng's voice rang out.

The combat battalion members were not disappointed; victory in battle was more important than anything else.

celebrate?

It's not a big deal to waste a little time; we can go back and celebrate later.

Everyone sprang into action, starting to clean up the battlefield and gather the puppet troops prisoners.

Chu Feng strode down and saw Zhang Mieri, the second company commander, leading his soldiers to inspect the vehicles of the Japanese and puppet transport team.

"How are these cars? Can we drive them away?" he asked Zhang Mierui.

The guard regiment is part of the General Logistics Department, and perhaps due to their proximity, many soldiers can drive cars.

How should I put it, it's 1940 now, which is different from the early days of the War of Resistance. Back then, not many people knew how to drive.

The only option is to blow up the captured cars, which is a huge waste.

"Reporting to the commander, six trucks are intact, two sidecar motorcycles are not seriously damaged, and I have already arranged for people to dismantle the rest."

Upon hearing the question, Second Company Commander Zhang Mieri responded loudly.

"Um!"

Chu Feng was fairly satisfied with the result: "Hurry up, take everything you can, and dismantle it all."

After leaving the Second Company, he continued his inspection.

Upon discovering that everyone was dealing with the livestock that had been killed or injured in the explosion, Chu Feng instructed, "Remember, cut off any areas with shrapnel, gunshot wounds, or gunpowder burns without hesitation. Don't be stingy."

"We can't risk getting poisoned just for a bite of meat; it's not worth it."

Just as Chu Feng lent a hand and flipped an overturned cart, the voice of artillery company commander Zeng Niuda rang out: "Regimental commander, regimental commander, artillery, hahaha, artillery!!!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng suddenly raised his head, his face showing surprise, and then strode towards Zeng Niu Da's direction.

"Commander, haha!"

Zeng Niu was beaming with excitement. Seeing Chu Feng approach, he smiled and said, "Three Type 92 infantry guns and one 90mm mortar—a total of four artillery pieces!"

"There are quite a few shells too."

"There are 90mm, 81mm, and 70mm infantry shells."

Listening to Zeng Niu Da's introduction and looking at the shells and artillery that the artillery company had sorted out, Chu Feng's smile couldn't be brighter.

He didn't expect that after he extracted three, the Japanese would give him one more.

"Okay! Okay!"

Chu Feng looked at the three brand-new Type 92 infantry guns (just extracted by the system), then touched the captured 90mm mortar, and smiled broadly: "Four guns, our artillery company is really something!"

"Keep them all safe. With these four cannons, our artillery company can truly live up to its name and earn the title of 'small'."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Niu, the artillery company commander, was so happy he almost jumped for joy, repeatedly saying, "Don't worry, regimental commander, this cannon is our old Zeng's lifeline, we won't lose it!"

Next, Chu Feng toured the entire battlefield. Although he didn't know the exact amount of supplies he had captured, he needed to go back and verify it carefully.

However, we have a general understanding of the quantity and types of supplies.

All I can say is...

Their guard regiment made a fortune from this battle.

Weapons, ammunition, food, meat, and even medicine, military uniforms and bedding are all available.

The grain and meat, plus the large livestock that were killed or injured in the bombing, were enough to feed their guard regiment for half a month.

Ammunition is also a major component; maintaining high-intensity live-fire training for the combat battalion for one or two months is not a problem.

The clothing and bedding are enough for about three or four hundred people; other supplies such as medicine, salt, and canned goods are just icing on the cake.

Half an hour later, just as the cleanup of the battlefield was coming to an end.

Company Commander Huang Zhenggong, with his head held high and a smug and proud expression, led his company's officers and soldiers back, carrying the captured supplies.

"Commander, the First Company is back!"

Chu Feng, who was wandering around the battlefield, suddenly heard a reminder. He turned around and saw Huang Zhenggong looking smug.

He smiled slightly and strode forward to meet them.

"Commander!"

Huang Zhenggong and the rest of the group, who were bragging, quickly shut their mouths and stood at attention when they saw Chu Feng coming over.

"good!"

Chu Feng's gaze swept over the group carrying the spoils, and he nodded with a smile: "Look at how wide your mouths are, almost reaching your ears. Looks like you've had a good meal."

"How was the outcome?"

Hearing Chu Feng's words, everyone chuckled even more heartily.

Company Commander Huang Zhenggong quickly stood at attention and said, "Regimental Commander, our company has ambushed and defeated the Japanese and puppet troops who came out to reinforce the Huting stronghold."

"More than 150 Japanese and puppet troops were killed, and more than 40 escaped back."

"More than 100 rifles, 1 heavy machine gun, 5 light machine guns, 2 grenade launchers, and a batch of ammunition were seized."

Chu Feng was very satisfied: "Not bad, well done, Huang Zhenggong, you're also very good."

This wasn't the place for talking, so a simple compliment was enough to get the entire company of officers and soldiers involved in the battlefield cleanup.

Another ten minutes or so passed, and apart from the corpses of Japanese and puppet troops stripped down to their loincloths, nothing else, not even shell casings, remained on the entire battlefield.

Then, everyone drove cars, mules, and carts, carrying weapons and equipment, and quickly drove away, forcing the puppet troops to leave.

Not long after they left, a group of Eighth Route Army troops arrived.

"Um?"

The officer in charge, looking at the Japanese corpses scattered all over the ground and the shell craters on the battlefield, instantly imagined the scene of the battle in his mind, his expression full of doubt.

"That's strange."

"Which unit did this? Their firepower is that strong?"

"Judging by its appearance, it's at least an artillery company. In our Eighth Route Army, which unit has such firepower? I've never heard of anything like it!"

Seeing his confusion, an officer standing beside him asked, "Battalion Commander, what should we do?"

"Judging from the direction they retreated, it seemed to be towards their base. The retreat didn't take very long."

"Should we go after them and ask?"

Upon hearing this, the Eighth Route Army battalion commander thought for a moment and said, "No, there's no need."

"As long as you know, this is our Eighth Route Army unit, that's enough."

"Let's go back and tell the commander this." With that, he led his men away quickly.

Four hours later, a Japanese and puppet army force of six or seven hundred men from the county town hurriedly arrived.

The Japanese major leading the group looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground with a very gloomy expression.

"Baka!!!"

"Investigate! You must find out exactly who did this!"

"Our transport team can't be wiped out like this! I'll get revenge!"

Seeing the enraged major, a Japanese soldier stepped forward and said, "Based on the information we usually gather, as well as reports from the Huting stronghold..."

"The ones who ambushed our transport team were most likely the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment."

The enraged Japanese major froze, a serious glint in his eyes: "The Independent Regiment? Li Yunlong's troops?"

"Baka!!!"

"This Li Yunlong is too arrogant. I'll go back and report him immediately."

"We must retaliate, otherwise, our situation will become too passive."

They collected the bodies of the Japanese and puppet troops, then went to the Huting stronghold to collect more bodies, and left behind a hundred troops.

Only then did the Japanese major lead his men back to the county town.

In the afternoon, the Independent Regiment.

Li Yunlong, who was having a drink, looked at Zhang Dabiao with surprise: "At least one artillery company?"

"From the start of the battle to the cleanup and retreat, it took less than an hour?"

"The battle only lasted a dozen minutes and it was over? These were over four hundred Japanese and puppet troops!"

Even Old Li wouldn't dare to confidently say that the battle would be over in ten minutes.

Li Yunlong was stunned by the fighting power of this mysterious unit: "Damn it, who are these guys? They can fight even better than me?"

However, Li Yunlong was immediately drawn to the artillery company, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes: "They came from the base area, and they even brought an artillery company with them."

"Zhang Dabiao, go to the brigade headquarters and find out which unit has made a fortune recently."

"If we knew Old Li, and we won this battle on Li Yunlong's territory, it wouldn't be right not to give him some benefits."

"Old Li isn't greedy. One mortar is fine, two is fine too!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dabiao immediately smiled and replied, "Yes, Commander!"

After Zhang Dabiao left, Li Yunlong took a sip of wine with a satisfied smile, as if he could already see the mortar being brought to the regimental headquarters.

Little did he know that at that moment, in the Japanese headquarters in the county town, his independent regiment had already been marked as a "key target for retaliation."

What do you call this? No meat to eat, no soup to drink, but the pot is firmly sealed shut.